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  • I'm naive AF and I probably treat people with too much trust but I've recently seen some pretty ugly stuff at work. People who are nice to your face but will throw you under the bus as soon as you turn your back because you mean nothing to them. It's disgusting and I'm losing faith in humanity.

    • One of life's most important skills is learning to tell good people from cunts and then stay away from cunts.

      So my faith is pretty intact, I just hate cunts. Problem is the stupids, too many stupids who follow cunts.

    • What it is, see, is those people are dicks.

    • I had exactly the same experience. Gave so much of my time to my own detriment to help others feel safe and offer solidarity but was completely taken advantage of left to fend for myself once I needed some help and safety in return. My lesson learned, keep giving. Keep helping. Just be very selective of where and with whom. People I actually truly cared for were removed about me and suggesting because I was trans I was having a hard time. Fuck that, it's because they were a bunch of ungraetful removed. They're all on my resentment list. I'm getting over it but fuck it's still annoying.

      I helped a work colleague get their license by letting them drive my car a couple of time this week as practise and wondered if I was getting myself into a similar situation, but they are giving me some money for petrol, are very humbly thankful and it's been incredibly well recieved by my superiors. The difference this time is sobriety. People say a lot of shit they think they mean when they're drunk. I still have faith in humanity, but I have much stronger boundaries now of who I let in. First red flag and all bets are off.

      • It's sad and disappointing when you think you could be nice and they'd reciprocate but really they can't give a shit about you and maybe laugh at you behind your back for being naive. It's also sad that these bad experiences leave you wondering if others are going to be the same and you just end up being less trusting.

  • So yesterday I bought 5 new calligraphy brushes, cost $70. I bring them home and start to prepare them for use, this means soaking in water to remove the starch from the bristles. I did this and 2 of the brush handles soaked up water and exploded. I looked at them carefully. They were made of particle wood, ie sawdust mixed with glue and moulded. ffs, I would prefer a cheap brush to a fake brush.

    And this is why I usually buy plastic or bamboo brushes

    • ohhh that is so shit. The other day you were contemplating doing stuff around the house (?) versus going to buy brushes and I thought go buy the brushessss. How disappointing for you!

  • Anyone remember reading Cloudstreet in school? My friend and their family are trying to move, and I'm gearing up to do the same soon, so I joked that with this economy we should start our own Cloudstreet. They missed the reference though, and now I'm asking others and they're also not getting the reference.

    • I never read it but I did watch the series.

      • I seem to remember catching bits of it, but like most Australian telly once it's aired it disappears into the ether forever gone.

    • Me neither. What is an 'own Cloudstreet'? I'm actually serious here - I've never read the book as it postdates my own schooling and I have limited tolerance for Tim Winton's prose.

      • omg,I thought I was the only one who didn't like Tim Winton.

      • Cloudstreet is a book based on two very different families who decide to move from the country to the city, where they end up cohabitating in a big house called "Cloudstreet". It follows the two families' trials and tribulations over the next 20 years as they all live in Cloudstreet.

    • I remember! It was a bit of a slog at the time but I reread it and loved it. I love some other of Tim Winton's too ☺️

    • Haven't read it, but I remember reading a book about two immigrant pearl divers based in WA, one of them was called Jesus (pronounced Hey-zeus) and somehow involved a movie theatre - i think it was set in the 1930s? Or 20s? I've been trying to remember the name of it for years but it eludes me.

      It was not The Pearl Divers Daughter or whatever - forget the author too lol

      Edit: after an hour and a half of googling, I have found it!!

      Nights in the Sun by Colin Bowles!! Holy fucking shit lol

      • I sent a resume in to a pearl dive company once(Paspaley). They never responded. Probably for the best, though because even though it’s a “tick the box” type experience, I have a feeling it’s nowhere near as glamorous as it sounds. Probably work you like a dog too..

      • Well, that was wild start to finish! I'm glad you found your book though, absolutely hate forgetting a title.

    • I still read it every year!

    • Pretty sure Cloudstreet was practically mandatory reading in all Perth schools when I was growing up!

  • One of those nights where it felt like I was both asleep and awake, so now I'm super tired and it's going to be a very very long day.

  • The people running the competition I commented on earlier got back to me. Apparently the five $2000 gift cards they are giving away are all being given to one person, they are not separate prizes. So you could probably feed a family for a year on that after all.

  • Day 8 mate! A rest day for me so I just did my tummy exercises. Weighed myself this morning and I've lost 4.6 kg, and I can definitely feel it! Woo! I'm still overweight but I can at least hide it a bit better with my choice of clothing, whereas before there was no hiding my gut. It's really whittled down, and my bras fit better too.

    My bus smells like Strasbourg but it's a beautiful day out there. I'll get to see some of it because I'm making lasagna sheets today. Hope you all have a great day!

  • It's so lovely to see the sun. But right on cue my nose starts running and I can't stop sneezing... yay for early spring?

    • Could be the cold wind out there doing it, I was sneezing because my nose was getting too cold from the wind chill.

  • My new acupressure mat arrived this morning. I had low expectations: I'll buy anything that might give me some relief from my chronic migraines, but most of the random stuff I get doesn't help, and this looks like a torture device. And I'm not sure this will help with the pain either, but wow. I actually have energy? This could be my new favourite thing.

  • Throwing into the monstera pile:

    Would be 30 something years old. Completely rootbound and I ain't even gonna attempt changing that pot.

  • Four bags of donations dropped off at the op shop, beachside walk done, delicates in the wash to be line dried, windows opened for the cats to disport themselves at, protein powder ordered and yellow bin brought in.
    Now to take advantage of the good weather to open up the garage and dodge the resident rat and haul out some more stuff to be sorted.

  • After that massage I'm done for today. I'm sorry but my entire being needs to completely retreat. It is functionally impossible for me to use my brain to think about anything other than lying down on the grass in the sun. Good afternoon.

    (Although, I am still concerned about one very upsetting discovery: the aldi near here does not stock frozen hash browns. Granted I haven't been to an aldi in half a year because there isn't one near where I live but is the case elsewhere?!?! Thankfully, there were potato gems)

  • Adding my lovely desk friend who has insane aerial roots that I just keep letting do their thing!

    ... sorry for the angle.

  • Some things making me happy today:

    • everyone smiling in the sunshine
    • some young tradies playing handball at the shops
    • the lovely receptionist at the physio complementing my hair
    • having the day off work

  • ADHD paralysis is believing in something so passionately and wanting to campaign about it but not having a single ounce of energy to actually start the campaign/important conversations.

  • Those temps in Sth. America be wild. Punching 30c+ in places where it's normally 14c.

    Going to start the chillies soon if this is how it is. May as well take advantage of impending DOOM.

    • It's saying something that even my prik noom and scotch bonnet chillos seem to be surviving over winter despite major neglect, thrips and being blasted by both sun and cold winds on a balcony.

    • yeah nothing like a hot mouth and a hot earth at the same time. is what I always say.

  • Sometimes it's alarming how much my body needs coffee to come "online" in the mornings. I'm ready to tone it down. Back to a single shot and trying to get more movement in.

    Neck pains flaring up again - thankfully I have another massage booked in for this afternoon! Tomorrow I have an important coffee catchup, Monday my final psychiatrist sesh, Tuesday is the "big chat" with the boss + 2 other senior staff. Depending on how things go I might just write up my resignation letter this weekend, on hand for Tuesday if discussions break down. I know it's stupid to do that without another job in hand but honestly I just need it all to slow the fuck down and if that's not achievable i need it to stop. I have no loans, no mortgages, no dependents, I might as well make the most of that situation.

  • I have a 25 minute meeting today at 11:30 and that is it. The rest of my day is waiting on things I set in motion yesterday. I might grab the work tablet and go mobile this afternoon and get a pedi. Maybe go swing a club or two down at the driving range while the sun is shining with the CEO-types.

  • Update: got on a roll with Operation Sort Shit and completely forgot the washing. And I'm too grotty to touch it. Eh well, I'll wrap it in a towel and put it through the dryer on gentle.
    As for Operation Sort Shit, plowed through a pile of boxes, have half filled the yellow bin already and have discovered a few treasures including Mum and Dad's wedding album. Phew!

  • Long lunchtime walk in shorts and a t-shirt and didn't get cold, it was bliss. It's coming up to that time of year where pasty skin meets sunshine after a decent break.

  • 8 meatballs now $12.50 at IKEA.
    Smoky jalapeno sauce now $1 at GyG.
    Walking into Coles or Woolies is like walking up to your school bully and inviting them to shake you upside down so all your lunch money falls out of your pockets.
    Literally everywhere charges card fees.
    No rainchecks anymore.

    I dunno you guys I'm starting to feel sorry for these large companies, they must be really struggling to run at a profit in this financial climate. Right?

  • I'm bloody excited to go out tonight with a mate to see an advanced screening of Gran Turismo. I'm not even a fan of the game. But I love my dumb car movies!

    • 😱 i played the ps1 games haha still have GT3 (iirc), my only multi-disk ps1 game! Tell me if you like it film ey?

    • I still played gt6 on ps3 until I moved out of my last place and turfed my old treadmill. Wish I could run it properly on my pc. Oh wait, I probably can. Why they'd make a movie about a car simulation game I don't know, but I'm interested to know how dumb the movie is.

      • It's a true story about some kid who played the games and then the racing team in England created their like eSports team that then went into an actual racing career.

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