Pinned Post: About Me for the newbies.

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So after a long while of trying to get back into blogging and feeling defeated after a couple of months posting of into the void where my friendslist used to be, I joined a friending community and am hoping it will be a nice way to stay engaged, meet new people and take this 15 year blog out of semi retirement.

For anyone interested, I've done a wee About Me, which will bring you up to speed and give you some context for my occasional ramblings. 
 

I'm Milla. I'm 42 years old and was born into a mixed genetic bag (there's a little British, a little Scots, a little Maltese, a little Italian and a little Hungarian running through my veins thanks to a seafaring first-gen Australian family). This is why I have the skin of a Brit and the eyebrows of Groucho Marx. I like dying my hair in stupid colours as a small act of rebellion against my very corporate job. This last year its been pink, green and My-Little-Pony coloured because I've been pretty fed up behaving for money.

 

 
Told you about the eyebrows.

I live on the outer metro fringe of Melbourne, on two acres, with my common-law husband Billy, and my much adored cat Luna. Billy is an accountant but is currently acting in the role of my house-husband after a health issue late 2016. He's pretty good at cooking, grumbling and making things grow. Luna is a Burmese and maybe the loudest thing on four legs, not including water buffalo. Seriously, if you could hear this cat stomping around like she owns the joint, you'd never believe she only weighs 3kg. Below you'll see Billy looking unusually relaxed in Amsterdam, and Luna showing you what she thinks of Meninists.

 

 

 

I met most of my closest friends through LJ. Here are a few of them, in clockwise order:

1. Die, who is so cool but doesn't believe me when I tell him how cool he is. He DJs, sews, has peperami legs and once made me a Katy Perry heart headband that was anatomically correct. We laugh about stupid things and 90% of the dumb interests in my interests lists were put there specifically to make him laugh. He's the best.

2. Melinda, who is hands down the most driven person I've ever met and a constant inspiration. We got acquainted via Nathan Barley fandom and still share a mutual fondness of world weary snarks. We've done epic road trips together and stayed in super posh places where we invariably get plastered and bring the tone down.

3. S, or 'She who will not be named', who is also very cool and also doesn't believe me when I tell her so. I also met her through Nathan Barley fandom, and though we've only met in person a handful of times, she's one of the people I can trust with anything. We've gotten lost in a number of cities but so far managed to make it home alright.

4. Megan, who I met through Die. She's a fellow wanderer, who stayed with us in between horrible spider-infested farm stay jobs when she came to Australia on a working visa. Fellow Hannibal lover, dance-floor windmiller, and the only other person I know who loves cats as much as I do (which is no mean feat, trust me).

 

 

 

My favourite colour is green (I think. Maybe it's pink? I don't know, I like all the colours, except brown, which I really, really hate). My favourite flowers are magnolias and leucadendrons. I like shows with loads of UST which is the only explanation for putting up with all the queerbaiting on Supernatural and Suits. I like meandering films like the ones by Jim Jarmusch, and films containing girls that kick some ass. I'll watch pretty much anything but horror, because I'm a massive baby with an overactive imagination and a pre-disposition for nightmares. I'm very interested in politics and environmentalism but still learning lots about both so am careful with my responses. I was never very good at maths.

I was raised Catholic and have a healthy disregard for organised religion as a result, though thats where I got my fondness for art and architecture. I grew up very poor and am pretty afraid of being poor again, though common sense tells me I'm very financially stable and that I can probably quit that job that makes me miserable. I was a tomboy kid who liked climbing fences and trees and people but then puberty happened and these huge knockers came at me like a life-ruining burst of hormones and I don't really trust my body anymore. I spent a large part of my twenties on a path of destruction so my metabolism is screwed and I only have to look at food to get an extra fat roll. I mind being fat less and less the older I get.

I have a brother, Nick, who blames me for how weird he is. Who knew that force feeding a 7 year old The Young Ones and The Doug Anthony Allstars would warp him for life? I taught him to swim, and how to ride a bike though he's never been much good at the bike riding part. He's a proper little jerk which is why I love him loads (also he looks older than me which is the best because he's actually seven years younger. I don't get on so well with the rest of my family because I left home early and don't know how to be anything but distant. Sorry Mum.

 

 

I love music. I listen to anything, and tend to like a certain tone rather than a specific genre. My love of lyrics leads me to artists like Nick Cave, Patti Smith, Jarvis Cocker, Leonard Cohen, The Smiths, Bowie, The Cure and the Arctic Monkeys and my love of falsetto is the only explanation for how often I listen to The Darkness. I love big hair rock from the 80s and get quite emotional when singing along with power ballads. I get fixated on songs and like to sing along with them in the car until I know every breath and intonation (one of my best is Babies by Pulp, though I also do a cracking rendition of John Finn's Wife by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds). I also know all the words to Baby Got Back and 99 Problems and Gangsta Gangsta, because I have a stupid memory for rhyme. Its also why I like poetry, I guess.

 

I love reading and am voracious. I like junk novels and high art novels and experimental novels and often fall in love with fictional characters. When I find an author I read everything by that author which is why I have full collections of people like Nick Hornby and Chuck Palahniuk and Douglas Coupland and Neil Gaiman and even Stephen King which some people think I should be ashamed of but I couldn't give a hoot. My favourite book has  been The Passion by Jeanette Winterson since I read it in Uni. I love fantasy and am currently really mad at Patrick Rothfuss and Scott Lynch cos they're making me wait too long for the next instalment in their respective series. I still havent forgiven Melanie Rawn for not writing the Ambrai finale.

 

On the topic of grudges regarding fictional universes, I havent forgiven Joss Whedon for killing Wash either. I still like Firefly even though Billy has made me watch it approximately 890763678 times and I should be sick of it. I loved Hannibal so I'm busting for American Gods to be released (which is my favourite Gaiman novel, followed by Anansi Boys). I'm also cautiously excited for Twin Peaks because Sherilyn Fenn was basically my number 1 object of lust for the whole of my twenties. 

 

I guess that by now you're probably aware that I fancy men and women. I mostly fancy women, really, I just don't have great relationships with them. I'm still quite close with the woman who broke my heart when I was 19, which just goes to show I'm a sucker for punishment and a pretty loyal friend who can look beyond my base instincts.

 

I hate violence, intolerance, bigotry and spiders. I'm not that keen on bananas either. Most everything else doesn't even raise an eyebrow from me, even if I don't personally participate in it or like it. However, if you love spiders and like to post pictures of them, please respect my severe arachnophobia and don't add me to your friends list.

 

It's really great to make your aquaintance. I hope we'll become friends <3 Catch you soon,

 

Milla x