I remember the days (back in the Philippines so long ago how has it been a week already?) when I craved the cold -- anything to escape from the summer heat. That was obviously before I stepped out of a shower (a hot shower even!) into a blast of unforgiving cold air. BRRRR! I... had not realized that when people talk about teeth chattering, it is not (always) an exaggeration. I am impressed by anyone who can take their daily showers in the mornings or the evenings. I've been waiting until just about noon to get properly scrubbed and dressed, when the cold is a bit less biting *g*
Anekin,
rb's cat (and they are both gorgeous \o/) has been kind enough to let me pet him even when my hands are chillingly cold. I find myself wishing I had hand socks; just realized that that would um, probably be gloves. Yes.
Besides the cold, I seem to have picked up
a cold. I was okay in Sydney, but started noticing some slight sniffles once I was in Melbourne (I suspect a combination of the dry colder air and walking past a lot of theaters with smokers hanging out outside irritated my throat). I sound sick -- I sniffle pathetically, and I keep descending into sudden fits of coughing -- but I don't feel sick at all, which is good. I do feel horrible though because
rb has been sniffly /o\ Though like me, she appears to not be feeling sick, and I hope that lasts /o\ (Strepsils work, by the way! Until I start laughing, then I start coughing again. Trying not to laugh means I don't laugh -- but I still cough, oops!)
We have had ice cream with sprinkles \o/ It is great \o/ I will forever have space and time for ice cream. The best flavor was definitely the cookies and cream, which
rb bought because she couldn't find any cookie dough ice cream. Oddly enough, it tastes like a combination of cookies and cream
and cookie dough flavor from back home. I LOVE IT. She's taught me a neat trick: put the bowl into the freezer for at least half an hour before having ice cream; that prevents the ice cream from melting too fast. Will try that at home if I can remember.
I've started working again (hello
changelog and bugzilla, missed me? *G*), and have settled into a routine of settling someplace in
rb's room, where there is neither Ricky nor cat nor PCA, and typing away on my laptop. Occasionally we talk. It's all very relaxed and homey, and so far
rb hasn't kicked me out of her house yet, ahaha. (We have decided it's a silly fear that we both share, that one of us may not like the other, but that doesn't make it any less real!)
Spent some time setting up my environment; found out (via "man ssh" and "man ssh_config") that you can select a different identity file (ssh -i, or IdentityFile), for a specific connection, which is useful for letting me continue to do commits, without having to actually give my netbook all of my laptop's privileges permanently. And
rb's 'net connection is even a bit faster than mine is back home, so now I've managed to set up my dev environment properly, and can SSH into my server and tweak files over SSH painlessly. It is
awesome.
Other things that are awesome and I'm still getting used to: being able to drink straight from the tap (!!!), and integration with technology (well, with Google anyway). So I asked
rb whether there were any yarn stores nearby. She laughed -- not unkindly -- and pointed me to my good friend Google. "yarn store melbourne" gave me a link to maps containing about a dozen, and I'm currently whoa really seriously? yes seriously! I'm excited by both the number of yarn stores, and by how convenient it was to actually get a list of them all, on a map even!
Occasionally, when realizing that things like these are possible -- no, that things like these are
easy, I feel incredibly provincial. Ehehehe.
Tomorrow I go meet
juin :D I hope I don't forget to bring the stuff that I brought over. I should go dig around in my suitcase just in case there's something there I need. Hmmm.