i love podcast ads for podcast advertising. "want to get bang for your marketing buck? podcast ads work because listeners are complete idiots. they don't even realise they're being advertised to if a podcaster says it. they'll trust anything they say if you pay enough. total dummies. try it today!"

briefly thought I bled rainbows in the night, til I discovered I'd somehow slept on an open bag of m&ms

hot boyfriend of a guy i hooked up with once posted about seeing michael on his insta story, it's great to get a clear-cut reason to retire a thirst follow.

made a big decision i've been stressed about for months and now i feel so relieved. scary, but good.

been sick, so after sleeping most the day ended up finally watching the first series of interview with the vampire. immediately hooked, already finished season one. it's only now i discover season three hasn't started yet so i'm catching up in time to have to wait for weekly episodes. the regret.

gp's online booking platform isn't working for some reason and when i tried to call to let them know i got a prerecorded message directing me to book online with no way to leave a message, so that's fun.

when i grow up i want to create a video content format that can easily be editing into tik toks that go viral often enough that one day a film studio publicist will have to coach an a-list actor into pretending they enjoy participating in it as part of their contractually obligated press commitments

gummy and naked tv time kinda night

"dutch sounds like funny english" is such a hack take, but I just read the sentence "wat is de takeaway hier" and can't stop repeating it under my breath

i don't know what two-up is and at this point i'm too afraid to ask

went down a Suddenly, Seymour rabbit hole and have been singing it under my breath ever since. showed @trev93.bsky.social some of my favourite versions last night and now he keeps humming it. so sharing this video of Ellen Greene performing it and Somewhere That's Green to spread the earworm more.

in hyde park, a bushtail possum ran past us and clambered up a tree. passerby: what is that? me: it's a possum. passerby: what? me: a possum! passerby: (beat) it's a nice cat.

pretty fucked up that the woke left put He Man in a skirt instead of his little fur panties

this is just yassified bradley walsh

found a dvd of The Wind in the Willows (1996) in an op shop and watched it for the first time in decades. such a joyfully weird children's film, a live action cartoon. with nazis. i wore out the (recorded off the tv) tape rewatching the "secret of survival" musical number and it remains a highlight.

got drinks with the handsome @br0txt.bsky.social tonight and can confirm he's real and lovely (no pic)

sometimes my bf will walk around the apartment shirtless, do a big stretch and let out a noise similar to chewbacca, and it's not not hot

new mirror new haircut new apartment ... and a newly discovered grey streak in the fringe to join the sides and chest hairs

crossed the road and thought the guy coming the other way seemed familiar but couldn't place him, and i could see him kind of smile to himself as we passed so clearly my expression gave me away, and an hour later i realised he does porn.

the popular with friends feed is fascinating. amidst the thirst traps there's always some gay answering anonymous sexual questions he solicited like, "omg i can't answer that on main 👉👈," then you visit his profile and the last three posts are something about pokemon, a cumshot video and a hole pic.

after years of identical side effects whenever i forget to take my meds (headache, dry mouth, etc.), reminders to take them to avoid the excruciating brain zaps that follow, apparently my body has decided to skip those early warning signs completely so the zaps can sneak up and hit even harder. fun!

everyone please meet fatigué, an incredible gift from a friend. she's named for my favourite french word to hear while suppressing the urge to say, "same." (it's pronounced fatty-gay)

someone i went to primary school with is now a semi-popular lefty influencer activist and it's never not odd seeing their videos pop up on social media. i remember you nerding out about lord of the rings when you were 10 and now you do tik toks about housing inequality.

sorry to sincere post, but bf and i moved into an apartment together last week and now we're all unpacked we get to find all the furniture we're missing and knick knacks and things, and it's really nice to build our little home together and make it ours.

was lovely to catch up with @apeascends.bsky.social today, who's always a joy to chat with. i yet again didn't think to take a photo until afterwards, but we both really exist and everything.

introduced someone before a screening and accidentally said the entirely wrong surname, then had to sit in my embarrassment through the entire film and a Q&A with them before I was able to apologise, I was mortified (they said it wasn't a big deal).

got the keys to the new apartment today, did a big clean before the move tomorrow and now trying to get the last of the packing done, i'm already exhausted

my toxic trait is i take dozens of versions of the same photo, select the one i like to post/share/whatever, then never delete the other worse versions. my phone is just thousands of almost identical copies of every picture that i can't delete because i can no longer remember which was the good one.

i love when a themed photo looks like they were all given completely different briefs. alex and armando have gone all in on the american diner thing, and amy's milkshake is on theme even if the dress is less so – but the rest look like they're starring in their own entirely different scene. love.

french bf asked what the english word for masturbate was so i decided to look up some euphemisms to tell him and jesus christ, there really isn't a single remotely sexy options, is there.

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you really aren't prepared

finally transferred everything from my old phone that had a permanently fucked screen to the new one i bought two months ago. wonder if i'll ever remember to actually get around to making the adhd assessment appointment I was referred to... over six months ago.

Dulcie, Eddie, Cath and Abby are back! A new case and supporting cast means plenty of mystery and hijinks, trading chilly Tassie for sticky, humid NT. Feels just as fresh, funny and queer as series one, with writing, directing and performances firing on all cylinders. Can't wait to watch the rest.

💅💅💅

tried to get a long overdue w**d prescription after the friend i used to buy from ghosted me, but it's taking longer than i thought. i can live without it, but my sleep is particularly crappy rn and it would be really nice to shut down my brain for a bit

revisiting the third Sly Racoon game and i totally forgot it includes a wildly racist mystical Aboriginal "guru" character who speaks in a made up gibberish language, teaches Murray to be peaceful, how to use "Dreamtime magic" then sends him on a "walkabout" to discover himself.

just paid the deposit on an apartment we really wanted 🥺 (as an aside, it was also literally the only place we visited which actually looked like the listing, instead of using """ai enhanced""" photos – as if finding places to rent in sydney wasn't already hard enough)

filling in rental applications with my french bf and he's realising how fucked the australian renting process is. "why do they need so much information? are they going to ask for a sample of my shit next?" just broke the news that no one uses the same platform so we have to start over every time.

battery on my switch expanded while it was packed away. ordered a battery replacement kit to fix it. bf said he'd do it but when the kit arrived i decided to try it myself, and promptly stripped two of the screw heads by accident so now neither of us can get them out 🙃

clicked through to someone's bluesky from a scruff profile and now every time i open bluesky it opens on his page instead of my timeline. think I'm being haunted cos I didn't woof back.

a group of straight twenty-somethings on the light rail """jokingly""" expressed disgust at the thought of using a seat some queers just vacated until one of them saw me and my bf and quickly piped up, "what's so disgusting?" like we're a learning moment in an afternoon special. happy mardi gras.

committed to march in the mardi gras parade because the bf has never been to mg before, and it's the most fun way to experience it, but have no other plans because atm i have no idea if i'll reach the end and curl into an empty husk or ride the adrenaline high into wanting to dance all night

unfortunately my barber continues to do a great job, because his occasional references to conspiracy theories have become much less occasional

not to sincere post, but tonight was one of the busiest nights of my year – festival awards for local queer short films – and it's genuinely just so nice to bring together so many people who are all so passionate about the future of queer cinema. filmmakers, jury, audience – overwhelmed by the joy.

i know real estate listing photos have always been misleading, but whoever decided to introduce ai furniture to muddy the waters even further deserves endless suffering. the ones that only use the edited photos without including the original empty room versions are particularly heinous.

an outdoor screening I was presenting tonight was cancelled due to rain, which is a bummer, but it's also the first night i've gotten to stay home in a week (to work, but still) so I'm not mad about it

parents have foxtel, and oh to be a fly on the wall when someone pitched doing a section on the home page to mark Chinese new year, and they settled on a selection of films and shows about horses, none of them Chinese, rather than Chinese cinema. (don't worry, it's zebra and donkey inclusive)