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Yeah, nah, don't think so, Reuters.
The newswire is reporting ‘that Australia is set to purchase five Virginia class nuclear powered submarines over the next decade as part of the AUKUS agreement.’
I don’t see how.
The US production line can’t keep up up with their own demand for Virginia class boats. Unless we just tip a mountain of money into the US shipyards to start up a new production line, we’re not getting five Virginia’s.
Back to the mat.
Had a better day today. Just one interruption and that was during a planned break anyway. Oddly enough, I only wrote a hundred words or so more than yesterday, but they felt like better words.
Sometimes you just have to get punchd in the face. Again and again and...
I had some big plans for today. Big productive plans. I tweaked my workflows last week to better accommodate my current deadlines, and it really paid off. So the last thing I did on Friday? Plot out the whole week coming to apply this newfound scheme.
Shared procrastinating space.
I’m not sure why the algorithm decided to serve me up this piece of NewsCorp advertorial about an apartment development on the Gold Coast offering shared work spaces. But it sort of made my head go boing.
Saturday morning cake.
Most Saturdays, I take myself off for a walk around West End while Jane has a swim. I talk a big game about it being a necessary form of cardio that won’t interfere with the muscle-building signal from my strength training earlier in the week.
But really, it’s about the cake cabinet at the Swiss deli.
They’ve got some good shit there, and this is my chance to get my once-a-week sugar hit.