• Time Travel on the Internet

    November 19, 2025
    Bloggerry

    I have been playing in the Wayback Machine and putting some of my old blog addresses in there to see what the internet remembers about me. It has been a grand old trip down memory lane.


    Posted on 02.15.06 13:00 – Suspira’s Web

    Awkward moment…

    Client: Thank you for your help. You’re brilliant! You wouldn’t like to come and work for me, would you?
    Me: Ah… *looking at the database and realising which firm it was* Well, as a matter of fact, I applied for a job going at your office about seven years ago.
    Client: …
    Me: Obviously I didn’t get the job.
    Client: Why not?
    Me: Because I didn’t know how to use the typewriter, I suspect.


    Spreegirl – 11/24/2004

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    — Ren @ 3:19 pm

    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.
    I will. not. gouge. out. my. eyes. with. the. staple. remover.

    No matter how stupid the customers are, I will not gouge out my eyes with the staple remover.


    Some things never change.

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  • Love Now

    September 25, 2025
    Uncategorized

    “Live in the moment
    don’t get old
    don’t judge people
    because you can’t be free if you judge people
    love now
    create
    inspire

    You’re always doing what’s in your heart
    You can’t get away from your heart
    because life is a paradox
    it’s a mirror of confusion
    so love

    NOW”

    — Matthew Silver

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  • I miss you.

    July 28, 2025
    Thoughts

    The ninth anniversary of your passing came and went on July 25th. Today, the 28th, is the anniversary of your funeral. I hate July.

    I hate that you and I weren’t as close as I desperately wanted to be, that somehow we grew apart, but you were always there when I needed someone I could trust.

    I hate that you had the fucking audacity to die when we agreed that I would always be eight years younger than you. I am now older than you when the cancer won.

    I miss you.

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  • Magnolia Red Velvet Cupcakes

    June 13, 2025
    Food
    Magnolia Red Velvet Cupcakes

    I snaffled this recipe from a foodie blog years ago. The blog doesn’t exist but I love this recipe. The measurements are USA equivalent.

    (yields 24 cupcakes)

    3 ¼ cups of plain flour
    3/4 cup unsalted butter, softened
    2 ½ cups sugar
    3 large eggs, at room temperature
    6 tbsp red food coloring
    3 tbsp unsweetened cocoa
    1 1/2 tsp vanilla extract
    1 1/2 tsp salt
    1 1/2 cups organic full cream milk
    1 1/2 tsp cider vinegar
    1 1/2 tsp baking soda

    Preheat oven to 175°C. Grease and lightly flour 2 cupcake pans.

    In a small bowl, sift the cake flour and set aside. In a large bowl, on the medium speed of an electric mixer, cream the butter and sugar until very light and fluffy, about 5 minutes. Add the eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. In a small bowl, whisk together the red food colouring, cocoa, and vanilla. Add to the batter and beat well.

    In a measuring cup, stir the salt into the milk. Add to the batter in three parts alternating with the flour. With each addition, beat until the ingredients are incorporated, but do not overbeat. In a small bowl, stir together the cider vinegar and baking soda. Add to the batter and mix well. Using a rubber spatula, scrape down the batter in the bowl, making sure the ingredients are well blended and the batter is smooth.

    Divide the batter among the prepared pans. Arrange the oven racks in the upper and lower thirds of the oven and bake the cupcakes, switching positions of the pans halfway through baking, until a tester comes out clean, about 20 minutes. Cool the cupcakes in the pan 10 minutes, then remove from the pan and cool completely on a rack before icing.

    Cream Cheese Frosting

    300g cream cheese (spreadable cream cheese or mascarpone are both fine)
    1/3 cup unsalted butter, softened
    1 teaspoon vanilla extract
    2 cups powdered sugar, sifted

    With an electric mixer, blend together cream cheese and butter until smooth. Pour in powdered sugar, salt and vanilla extract. Turn mixer on high and beat until light and fluffy. Fill a piping bag with the icing and spread over cakes. Big and swirly is the key!

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  • I have a cold

    May 22, 2025
    Bloggerry, Thoughts
    I have a cold

    There’s something so calming and comforting about having a glass of hot blackcurrant cordial when you’re sick. It was one of the things my maternal grandmother would give me if I was unwell and she was charged with looking after me for the day. As much as I didn’t like her when I was younger, it was one of the few spontaneously kind things she did for me which has stuck.

    I’m having some now because I have a bad cold and I am taken back to those days where I’d be wrapped up on her couch in that old house in Kitchener Street, Broadmeadows. A pile of pillows would be stuffed behind me, Vanessa’s cat, Prince, would be splayed out in front of the heater nearby and I’d be clutching a warm glass while we watched reruns of “Murder, She Wrote” together.

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  • Poppy Seed Cake

    April 23, 2025
    Creative
    Poppy Seed Cake

    This cake has been baked for birthdays and special occasions in my family for literal decades. It became so famous in our friendship circles that even friends of friends started asking my mother to make it.

    It’s my standard birthday request from Mum these days, I don’t ask for anything else.

    It’s literally just a plain poppy seed cake

    I grabbed her hand-typed (yes, typed – on a typewriter) cookbook notes and snatched this page out. As you can see, it’s a well-worn recipe.

    And now I share it with the world at large.

    My only advice is to not overbake it and once cooked, if you can wait, seal it up in an airtight container when it’s cool enough and let it sit overnight. Something magical happens to it where it loses its crumbliness, it becomes a little denser and the flavours develop.

    It’s a bare-bones cake. It doesn’t need icing/frosting or extra flavouring, though obviously orange essence or orange rind can be thrown in for the classic orange poppy seed kick, or you can just dust the cake with icing sugar or even do a lemon drizzle.

    It can be made in loaf form, round cake form or even a ring/bundt cake.

    Also, for non-old-school baking people, “moderate oven” = 180°C / 360°F

    And yes, you get a bonus caraway seed cake recipe as shown in the picture. That’s a very old-fashioned flavour.

    The best cake ever and I will not brook argument. (Not the caraway one, just the poppy seed cake. Ahem.)
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  • Manic Baldur’s Gate III player notes…

    February 27, 2025
    Creative
    Manic Baldur’s Gate III player notes…

    Decided to attempt to finish off my Paladin run… We are up to the House of Grief fight.

    ALL OF THE WHATTHEFUCKERY.

    I have done this fight once with a friend and that is it. I have NO idea how to do it on my own as I figured out after five attempts and getting my arse handed to me every time.

    Brute force or sneakiness doesn’t work. Definitely need AOE.

    Yes, it took a while for that to sink in.

    Only thing is my Oath of Devotion paladin is ALL radiant damage and Shart is now fully respec’d as a healer. They are all but useless up close because radiant damage is a no-no with the Sharrans, particularly Viconia. I investigate EVERYTHING I have available to those two and find I still have some AOE between them that might make it work… Maybe. Who else is in the party? Astarion and Karlach. (Sneaky stabby rogue and bashy-bashy barbarian.)

    Should I re-spec everyone and make them more useful and maybe consider swapping a couple people out? Yes.

    Will I? No.

    New plan: Use whatever AOE I have and hope for the fucking best.

    Eighty-seventh attempt starts…

    Don’t even enter into conversation with Viconia because if I have to watch all that again I might just cut a bitch, so immediate full attack it is. Back everyone up to the corridor in hopes of using the bottleneck method but invariably get separated because Darkness and other assfuckery cast on the team, none of which isn’t appreciated. Sylor and Karlach are stuck on the mob side and Shart and Vampire Baby Boo on the other in the corridor, Darkness cast between them.

    Both Sylor and Karlach have very high HP, so I make the vaguely calculated risk and have Shart cast Insect Plague on them and the surrounding mobs. Works well. Even though stuck in darkness clouds, they manage to get out of the AOE and smack some heads.

    So I’m alternating AOE and heals from Shart, AOE from Sylor, ranged damage from Baby Boo when he can see and Karlach PWNING everyone who is unfortunate to be close enough at this point.I’m not winning but I’m not losing either. All going well-ish with Cloudkill (random scroll I forgot Sylor had) and Insect Plague slowly but surely doing its thing until I, the Idiot Queen of MisClickery, hit the wrong button and put Sylor to sleep, thus killing his concentration and ALLOWING EVERYONE TO MERDER HIM. He goes down in two turns. (The last time I saved was AGES ago… sigh)

    Karlach puts on a brave face (probably silently swearing at me) and continues smacking everyone she can, usually taking down a mob every 1.5 turns but eventually she succumbs.

    Shart throws down heals to get Karlach back up, Astarion gets a few arrows out but ends up getting stuck blind and unable to do anything but bite people and take literal stabs in the dark.

    Sharrans are still going down to Insect Plague and Shart is still backing up the corridor and maintaining concentration.

    Small signs of hope as we’re now down to three mages and Viconia but it’s not to be as those cunts misty step their way through everything to get to Shart.

    Alas and alack, Sylas properly dies as does Astarion, and Karlach is on her knees as she takes just a little too much psych damage on the last round. Viconia fucks Shart hard without buying her dinner first and we fade to black.

    I sit there waiting for the “Your party has been defeated” screen but low and behold, Shart and Karlach wake up IN PRISON. HUHHH??? Did the game just throw me a bone or what?! I’m confused but not mad.

    So… Karlach and Shart are in a cell. Their stuff is in a box on the wrong side of a locked door. I get the mad idea to bare-hand fisticuffs our way out of of there. I have two short rests available.

    Let’s do this.

    The lock is picked and shenanigans ensue. Shart and Karlach actually make a rather good team. Karlach throws barrels at and/or sucker punches the guards (there’s four of them) while Shart uses the last of her spells to either heal Karlach and herself or make life uncomfortable for the guards by throwing fireballs THAT ACTUALLY HIT FOR A CHANGE – GO SHART!

    Eventually Karlach gets to the chest where all their weapons are AND IT’S ON LIKE DONKEY KONG.

    The guards go splat and Karlach and Shart hightail it back to camp and scrounge up enough money for Withers to resurrect Astarion and Sylor.

    Again… I am an idiot because Shart is holding FIVE Revivify scrolls on her person at that moment.

    Fucksake.

    And are we going back to the House of Grief?

    Yes. YES WE ARE.

    Immediately took everyone back to find our leftover Sharrans and Viconia waiting to finish what we started.

    It was sort of overkill having everyone present but I felt like I owed them to see it through at this point.

    YEAH BABY, WE FINISHED IT.

    At this point I didn’t even care if having Sylor kill Viconia in the dialogue after Shart walks away would ruin his oath. My headcannon was all “Shart is my friend, you upset my friend, you die”. Sylor, my adorable gay meathead has been through it in this run-through, he needs this.

    Most satisfying stab of the game.

    Sent him home for Halsin and Shart cuddles, the latter being completely platonic because I still cannot bring myself to romance Shart.

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    1. That time I rewrote Twilight. Yes, THAT Twilight.

      February 23, 2025
      Creative
      That time I rewrote Twilight. Yes, THAT Twilight.

      About 15 years ago, I wrote a thing that went viral on the internet before going viral on the internet was a thing. This is it.

      Bella: OMG this town is like, so depressing.

      Bella: But the boys like me.

      Bella: Oooh, look at that pretty boy over there.

      Edward: *glare*

      Bella: He doesn’t like me.

      Edward: *stare*

      Bella: Doesn’t matter. I have two boys wanting to ask me out.

      Edward: *grin*

      Bella: BUT HE’S SO PRETTY! *SQUEE!*

      Edward: Hi, my name is Edward and I’m dark and broody and mysterious. I will hate you one day and be enraptured with you the next. Do not ask questions.

      Bella: Dude, you just stopped a van from hitting me WITH YOUR BARE HANDS! Hero! *SQUEE!*

      Edward: I know. I’m cool like that.

      Bella: Cool, but not humanly possible. How did you do that?

      Edward: First rule of mighty strength and super speed – YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT MIGHTY STRENGTH AND SUPER SPEED.

      Bella: Fine. I like you. Be my friend?

      Edward: *glower* Ok. But I am a scary friend.

      Bella: *dreams inappropriate dream of Edward*

      Jacob Black: Hi, I am Jacob Black. I am not as old as you but I am still hot. I will now tell you scary cryptic things about Forks. (The town, not the utensil.)

      Bella: Know anything about Edward?

      Jacob: Yep. Dawg’s a vampire. We don’t like him. Because we’re werewolves.

      Bella: *dreams inappropriate dream about Edward & Jacob*

      Bella: *perpetual bad mood*

      Edward: *glares*

      Bella’s best friends: We are going shopping and you are coming with us in an obvious plot device to get you into trouble.

      Four bad guys: We are planning on doing something very nasty with you in an obvious plot device to get your almost-boyfriend to come rescue you.

      Bella: Don’t mess with me for I have secret ninja powers! HI-YAH!

      Edward: I have come to rescue you (possibly from yourself).

      Bella: My hero! *SQUEE!*

      Edward: *possessive growl*

      Bella: You’re so pretty. I think I love you.

      Edward: I know. I’m dead sexeh. (DEAD sexeh—get it? MUAHAHAHA!!)

      Bella: I know you’re a vampire but I want you to be my boyfriend. Everyone thinks we’re going out anyway.

      Edward: But I am incredibly moody, somewhat manic-depressive…

      Bella: … and pretty… *squee!*

      Edward: …and may possibly, y’know, eat you. Not good boyfriend material.

      Bella: I am not frightened of you! *dramatic pose*

      Edward: You should be. Because I SPARKLE. *sparkles*

      Bella: So what do you eat?

      Edward: Mountain lions and grizzly bears.

      Bella: But they’re a protected species!

      Edward: I only eat them when the population gets too high. I am an environmentally friendly vampire.

      Bella: *SQUEE!*

      Edward: But I am still a bad boyfriend.

      Bella: No you’re not.

      Edward: Yes I am.

      Bella: No you’re not.

      Edward: Yes I am.

      Bella: No you’re not.

      Edward: Yes I am.

      Bella: You’re too beautiful and moody to be a bad boyfriend.

      Edward: You smell tasty. *sniff sniff… lick*

      Bella: BAD! BAD BOYFRIEND!

      Edward: *sad sparkle*

      Bella: I love you anyway for you have been upgraded from merely “absurdly handsome” to “excruciatingly beautiful”… and you smell minty fresh. Which is odd for a guy who’s been dead for 90 years.

      Edward: *happy sparkle*

      Bella: So when do we… you know?

      Edward: Can’t. Ever. May crush your skull in fit of passion. Plus this book was written by a Mormon housewife which explains why I’m not even getting to second base even though I am a painfully good-looking, testosterone-filled, 17 year-old male.

      Bella: So. Not. Cool.

      Edward: *uncomfortable sparkly vampire version of blue b—s. Resorts to sniffing Bella. A lot.*

      Cullens: We like to play baseball. In the woods. During thunderstorms.

      Bad vampire (James): Bella looks tasty.

      Evil vampire’s girlfriend (Victoria): *OMGLOLGGLBBQQANTAS!*

      Edward: *FEROCIOUS GROWLY SPARKLE*

      Useless vampire (Laurent): James is evil and now wants to eat Bella, but I’m not going to help you save her because I am the useless vampire and will bugger off to another some other good vampire family conveniently located in the kingdom of Far, Far Away.

      Bella: *flits off to Phoenix to save mother from nasty vampire James while Cullens aren’t looking – even though ONE OF THEM SEES THE FREAKIN’ FUTURE*

      James: I tricked you! Nyah nyah! But before I eat you, let me tell you all about my evil shenanigans, therefore giving your boyfriend and his friends adequate time to locate us, burst through the door, kill me and rescue you.

      Bella: You’ve watched too many James Bond movies…

      Cullens & Edward: *burst through door, kill James, rescues Bella*

      James: *is deader than a few minutes ago… and slightly on fire*

      Cullens: Oh dear, Bella got bitten by evil James. Edward, it falls to you to save her. Try not to get hungry and eat her in the process, m’kay?

      Edward: *saves Bella, doesn’t eat her, thereby proving her point that he is a good boyfriend*

      Bella: *SQUEE!*

      Edward: Let’s go to prom!

      Everyone: Yay!

      The End. THANK GOD.

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    2. It’s not about bathrooms at all.

      February 12, 2025
      Ranty Pants

      Yes, I am ready for that conversation. TikTok is currently discussing the hypothetical scenario of a man “allowing” or “not allowing” (ugh) his girlfriend to go out with five male friends. He is driven by fears of what could happen to her—after we move beyond the victim-blaming and the assumption that the woman is a “slut,” of course.

      We come to the boyfriend being afraid for his partner because he doesn’t trust her male friends.

      Because he knows what MEN are capable of.

      Trans women are not the problem. Trans woman are not assaulting women and children in bathrooms.

      But the cis-het male gymnastics coach is.

      The cis-het male dance teacher is.

      The cis-het male swim team captain is.

      The cis-het male Ivy League student is.

      Uncle George is.

      Dad is.

      Men know. They know exactly who to be frightened of. They KNOW. They want to protect us… from men. The point is hitting them in the face over and over again and yet they keep. fucking. missing. it.

      I reside in a country where violence against women is alarmingly pervasive. Last year, we tragically lost 101 women and 16 children due to domestic violence. Already this year, we have lost 9 lives, and we are not yet halfway through February.

      I am ready for that conversation.

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    3. Age…

      February 7, 2025
      Creative

      [Excerpt]

      “You’re a baby.”
      “I’m 42.”
      “Like I said; a baby.”
      “I like older women.”
      “Not as old as me.”

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