I was prepared to have the contract withdrawn. It has happened twice already this year. I guess I got lucky with this place. And they appreciated that what happened was 9 years ago, and that I was honest and upfront about it.
Ok, on further investigation, he managed to break into my spare room. He slashed up my bike seat, stole my MacBook, slashed a poster, destroyed a 3D Printer I got as a gift, and destroyed a resin 3D printer I also got as a gift. I'm going to call the police, but I want to wait for the locksmith to come let me into my spare room first because that's where I kept most of my valuables
Thanks gibsy, I appreciate it. Already in the process of doing all that. Apparently my org is trying to put the responsibility for my stuff onto child protection and their placement coordination unit for moving him in, since they said he wasn't a good match. I don't really give a shit who pays for it, as long as somebody does and in a reasonable timeframe. But tbh, my org has the ability to refuse referrals, the pathetic sponge of a man running the show was just too scared to say "no" to PCU and accepted the referral anyway.
I told them I don't feel comfortable here on my own, they've said they'll ask for supports. But I'm going to raise hell if they refuse. Completely agree with what you've written - they've screwed up not just once, but about a dozen times in a row. They've had so many opportunities to prevent this, but they kept making bad decision after bad decision and now I'm paying for it.
I marked it as lost and sent a pin code. I don't think you can report MacBooks as stolen to apple, but you can to the police who I think then contacted apple. It hasn't been connected to the internet since I last used it, so the lock doesn't help much if it's already been wiped
Iโm so sorry. What an awful thing to happen. I donโt know why people are like that. Do they feel good to trash someone stuff? Why??? Hopefully police will be helpful. Even if they arenโt, youโll be doing the right thing to report it.
The program leader has just left. I have 4 hours until the evening person will get here while I'll be on my own
Although my deadbolt was still locked and I can't see a way it could've been relocked if it was unlocked, I swear I'm missing things in my main room too. My echo dot, hard drive, and powerboard all aren't where I remember leaving them within my room. I can't actually find them at all. I specifically didn't take them because I didn't need to (and in the case of my hard drive, I forgot to take it with me). Also, an old phone I had lying in a drawer is a lot more smashed than it was before, and was also on the floor.
I'm hesitant to straight up say this is his doing and amend my police report because I sometimes forget that I've moved things around, but I can't find those things anywhere, even in drawers, not that I really had any reason to move them at all. Also, nothing on this room is slashed up, which seems to be his trademark
I'm honestly terrified now though, and it's not even dark yet. I'm once again keeping a knife very close and planning to hide in my room until backup arrives at 9. I don't know whether it's better to stay hidden and keep my curtain closed, or sit at my desk and open the curtain so I can sort of see out (although I'm sitting not much higher in the window so I couldn't see much).
Also, he has an illegal motorbike, so I know he has a way to get here on his own if he wanted to. Of course that means every motorbike I hear makes me jump. I could also walk down to the bus stop and then spend the night at a 24 hour shop or something. But the worker won't be here til 9, and the bus finishes before then, so I can't really just leave until the worker gets here, unless I walk home which seems worse.
I'm only just catching up on your saga now and holy hell. Your nightmare experience puts most of us sheltered plebs' complaints about shitty neighbours and housemates to shame - I can't believe that deeply fucked cockhead got away with so much cruel, wanton damage and you're left in such a heightened state. I'm so sorry. It's unbelievable that the State is exposing an underage person to levels of danger that would be unacceptable on so many fronts.
You write well and are level-headed Baku - I sincerely hope that helps you escalate this outrageous situation to the highest level and get some appropriate compensation and protection. I hope you never ever have to experience this sort of thing again.
I actually think the most likely way somebody would get into my room (at least while I'm in it) is through the window. The window is a tall climb up off the ground, but easily doable with a ladder, or maybe a chair and some good upper body strength
Tinyest can now clap to the parts of "if your happy and you know it" which is pretty awesome. He's also waving "Hello" after being able to wave bye bye for a while now. He does both at random though, and occasionally wants a high 5 or clap in between a waves.
Still, progress. Scrubs was right, it really is like having a dog that slowly learns to talk.
Police report submitted. I received a "notice to the victim" and she said that somebody will call me within 48 hours and I should avoid contaminating the area in case crime scene services decide to attend. Spooky. I'm going to see if I can convince my org to submit a property damage report for the broken walls, doors, and locks, but I doubt they will (they don't like pressing charges as a general rule of thumb, I've seen kids damage 3x3m sections of wall, kick doors in, and try to torch houses and they still don't call police.
I'm impressed with the police assistance line, the people I spoke to were very nice and understanding. I don't have a very high impression of police, generally (although I don't hate them). But every time I've called the PAL they've always been respectful and polite. Such a good service.
Is there any avenue for you to replace the high value items via insurance or something like that?
Iโm sorry youโve had to return to all the chaos but in the end as much as it hurts to lose material items, as long as youโre safe, thatโs whatโs most important.
My stuff is covered under their insurance, but that's more of a behind the scenes process I won't need to be involved in. I've asked for workers here overnight (even though I wanted to avoid that, it seems better than the alternative), so that at least I can sleep peacefully knowing somebody else is here to help if things go south and he comes back angry
It was four months ago I wished you a happy birthday. Quick maths tells me you'll age out of the system in another eight months. I hope you're able to find your own place with some stability and safety to it.
Good memory! Though unfortunately because I don't have anywhere to go yet, I won't be leaving right when I turn 18. I can stay here until I'm 19, so I'll leave sometime before then
A lovely bloke from my orgs after hours came to check if I was alright. We had a good chat, and I used the confidence I gained from it to check all the rooms to make sure the windows are all locked. I noticed his window in his room was opened about half way, which is concerning because I don't remember noticing it when I had a peak before. But of course I might just not have paid enough attention. Also locked his other spare bedroom and the spare LT bedroom windows. Now if he did come back, he won't be able to get in. He could try the windows on my side of the house, but they're a few metres off the ground and would definitely make noise trying to get into.
The worker will be here in an hour, so I've almost made it to safety. I'll give him a mini handover and explain the situation to him and sight ID before letting him in. Unless he just uses his key (there's a lockbox with a front door key which he'll have a code to).
Thanks for all the advice and well wishes everyone, I do really appreciate it. I'll probably be on edge for a week or two, but after that I should hopefully start to relax and settle back in. The overnight workers will stay for the foreseeable future, although I do have the power to say I don't want them anymore if I wish.
I don't think I need to fear for my safety, I think this kid is more the type to threaten and intimidate but not necessarily assault or actually go through with anything. But he seems to think I'm personally responsible for ruining his whole life, and seems to be kind of unstable so I'm still going to take full safety precautions.
I pay more tax than I need to, so I'll get a nice refund whenever they finish processing it (probably in a couple of weeks). I'm definitely going to buy some of those alarms you stick on doors with command strips that set off the alarms, and I've also talked with the program leader about organising to have some security cameras installed. I offered to manage their installation personally, to both save on costs and for a cool project to do (in case you lot haven't noticed, I am a bit of a computer nerd).
I also haven't had anything critical stolen or damaged, which is good. Nothing I can't live without. I don't have high hopes he'll be arrested or charged, but even if he doesn't, I'm covered under my orgs insurance, so they'll be replacing/fixing everything that's been lost or stolen.
(Although on a bad note, I realised about 4 other things have gone missing, all mostly low value things from my main room. I think this happened last week when they had to fix my lock for an unrelated reason, I think somebody left my room unsupervised and he took the opportunity to nick a few things that were in sight. Nothing super valuable, just my diffuser, a powerboard, an echo dot, and some cheap earbuds).
I'm really glad tgey sent someone to check on you. And hopefully the overnight worker will be there very soon.
It sounds like you're pretty good at advocating for what you need (even though shouldn't have to, and it gets exhausting). Keep pushing for whatever you need to be safe. Cameras sound like a good idea.
Hopefully you can retain that sense of safety soon.
People like that are all bark and no bite. I wouldn't worry about him coming back. I'm sure he's off doing whatever he was doing before your lives intersected.
I'm sorry you had to go through that. I had to leave home when I was 15, so I know a little of what it can be like with the uncertainty and not feeling safe.
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Thank you for your service these past few years - the breakfast has put a smile on my face on days when there wasn't much to smile about.
A๐นand a ๐ฉ for you.
Was just reminded that at my previous job, the 33f supervisor and the 40m appointment setter called each other "work husband/wife". She has a long-term boyfriend, and he is married to his husband...
I've given myself the ick again. I hate those terms. Like, we don't have to reduce every male/female friendship into "wife/husband", just with the "work" qualifier.
Men and women can be friends at the workplace, and it is entirely appropriate to call each other "friends". My hot take is that "work husband/wife" is gross and inappropriate.
Gross and inappropriate to dismiss male/female platonic friendships, and instead label it "work husband/wife".
Especially when both are already in serious relationships. I think I'm just sick of the lie that men and women can't be friends. Prolly from my own experience of being accused of cheating every time I spoke about work to my ex and mentioned a male colleague, now that I think about it ๐ Why do we have to add romantic undertones to a opposite sex friendship?
The terms are just weird. Like, it's not hard to say "my friend from work", "work friend", "James/Jessie/Meowth from accounting and I had a nice lunch together"
The term doesnโt imply any sexual relationship. It means they are close colleagues and got each others backs at work, and can safely talk shit about the workplace with each other. I donโt think itโs gross but probably there could be a better term, maybe workplace besties?
Edit: I will add, that if itโs a manager/team member or some other connection that is leading to favouritism or unfairness in the team that needs to be addressed. But other than that I really wouldnโt care what people like to call their friendships.
I've been taking the dog outside on a retractable lead. I encourage him to do pee-pees but he's shy even though I know he's a dirty little boy.
So I put some newspaper down in the kitchen and explained nicely that in times of an emergency could he please use the facilities provided and NOT on my fucking carpet. ๐ค
Today has been a day of rumination about the breakup and me telling myself I'm not good enough because he didn't think I was good enough (logically I know this is silly). As a result, I've really just made myself feel shitty. Using this as an accountability post to get off my butt and head to the shops to buy food for the meal prep I was meant to do, like yesterday.
I know how you feel. I felt the exact same way after my last breakup.
It'll get better in time. I know that doesn't help right now, but as you progress in your life, you'll meet other people who will make this guy seem like nothing in comparison.
Today's the day I finally get to go home. I've been away for just about 3 weeks. Unfortunately though I won't be able to get into my room. The other kid blames me for him being kicked out, so he tried to pick my lock or something. Whatever he did, he fucked it up and I've been told it no longer unlocks. Apparently there's a locksmith coming sometime between 9am and 5pm tomorrow to fix it, but until then I guess I'll just be chilling in the lounge room.
I'm also a bit worried honestly, because he seems like the type to hold grudges. I don't know what I'm going to be walking back into, and what state of disrepair the house is going to be in. Also, I'll be alone for the foreseeable future and, well, he knows where I live. He's been abusive towards me a few times (although not directly at me, just at other people who've passed it onto me) over the last few weeks, too. Probably pessimistic and over the top, but I'm kind of expecting a brick to come through the window tomorrow night. Hoping for the best, but bracing for the worst, I guess
Iโm so sorry dude. The people in charge of your situation fucked up royally and left you in this position. Theyโve put you in danger through negligence.
Please consider making a formal complaint if it wonโt endanger your accommodation, or reach out to some independent advocates and tell them everything. Also please talk to somewhere like Berry St or Orange Door.
Iโm wondering whether taking out an ivo will create enough political pressure for them to move you. (And be worth the potential risk of aggravating this kid further.) Though you generally need a name and address to serve it which may require cooperation from the organisation - and these jokers seem to be the type to suddenly remember โprivacyโ now that it suits them to. (They will likely go into arse covering mode.)
In your situation it would be called a Personal Safety Order. You are allowed to apply for one by yourself (not sure if your age affects that) or police may agree to apply for one on your behalf. You can apply online and court by WebEx is available sometimes, but if itโs in person there will be court volunteers to support you.
It may be harder to get one as it isnโt a family member or ex/partner but having it puts you in a stronger position to have something done if he comes back. If you wrote down what happened plus the dates, this is where that comes in handy.
Also please document that the lock was broken while you were away - even just a quick dated note, write that it happened in this date range so you remember. And preferably mention it in an email to the organisation for a paper trail that possibly prevents the damage being blamed on you or repairs billed to you. (Arse covering mode often involves blaming the victim for anything they can plus refusing to take responsibility or help.)
Potentially report the burglary attempt and property damage to the police - even if you ring the cops and agree to do the report via email. Send photos of anything you can - reporting the property damage may mean that you wonโt get charged for repairs or held responsible and have them try to kick you out.
Ps. Iโm sorry if this stresses you out worse. Itโs just coming from someone who has dealt with many ferals.
Thanks Melba. I'm not sure I'll go for an IVO, I'm not sure I'd even be able to since he hasn't actually threatened me directly, he's just made threatening comments about me to other people. If he comes back though, then I definitely will
Good news: nothing from my main room is missing. My main room has a deadbolt, so he couldn't get in. My spare room isn't so lucky, it isn't a deadbolt, so he was able to get a screwdriver into the lock and push it open. For my main room though, he drilled a screw inside the lock hole and went mental kicking the door, but it didn't work. Honestly impressed. Our front door isn't a deadbolt though, which is a bit nerve wracking. I now know how easy it is to push the type of lock on my spare room open
Bad news: my MacBook isn't in my main room which means it has definitely been stolen. I actually grabbed it before but then decided I wouldn't need it so it wasn't worth carrying. I thought I left it on my bed, but I actually left it on my desk, so it's gone.
I'm really pissed about the poster. It was a nice canvas poster thing that I got as a Christmas present with the Tokyo train map on it. Completely slashed. Right through the middle. End to end. It's not irreplaceable, but it had sentimentality. The MacBook is almost a decade old, missing screws, has shitty battery life, and has deep gouges marks in the top from when another kid at a previous place got shitty at me and scratched it up.
I asked about the threats he made over the phone to someone else, but apparently that was a misphrasing on their part. He didn't threaten me, he was just abusive towards me. That makes me feel ever so slightly better about it, but
I'd be chasing a new macbook from them then. Also it WASNT old and missing screws. It was an M3, top of the line and needs to be replaced like for like!
Fun fact: I actually did meet her once. After the last bloke Luke Donnellan or whatever his name was got sacked (or probably resigned), she wanted to come do a tour of a Resi house. She hit up my old org and asked to get a tour of some houses, and they chose mine because it was settled at the time and she wasn't too likely to be attacked. She seemed alright, I always imagined if a minister ever came to a Resi house they'd bring bodyguards and bulletproof vests (keep in mind I first entered Resi when I was 11, hardly had experience with ministerial visits). She only brought 1 dude, James, her personal assistant or something I guess, and the ceo of the last organisation. I gave her a brief rundown of my worst experiences and she seemed to listen, I also offered I'd be happy to share more with her another day, but she never took me up on that
If the poster is canvas backed, you might be able to take it to a picture framing place, and get the tear(s) mended at the back with light canvas or paper tape. A canvas backed map is worth the bother. You might even think about getting the mended map laminated to protect and preserve it. The line will be still be visible from the front but the structural integrity will be nearly as good as new. Basically, they'll flatten the map and then tape it from behind. You could do this yourself on a large tabletop I think - press it flat with a cool iron and then stick it together on the back. Please don't use duct tape - that could ruin it.
De-toothing complete. Apparently the tooth was a stubborn little bugger, with an extra root and twisted on a weird angle. It didn't really hurt having it taken out, but now I'm back home and the anaesthetic is wearing off it is definitely getting painful. ๐ข
This would be useful information if I did not loathe peas and therefore have no such thing in my house ๐ Fortunately I do have an actual cold pack instead.
The house isn't as fucked as I was expecting. It looks like he tried to break into all of the rooms, but only succeeded in breaking into one of them (not mine). My lock is well and truly fucked though, I think he tried to take a crowbar to the doors and a knife to my lock. He had an illegal motorbike, and there's deep gouges in our back lawn so I think he was doing loops around the yard or something. He didn't kill my plants though, so that's a bonus I guess.
He did use my toilet and bathroom which I'm quite uncomfortable about. It doesn't look like he nicked anything, but he went through 5 or 6 rolls of my toilet paper, my toilet reeks, and I'm worried he's fucked with my body wash or something. Unfortunately although my bathroom does lock, it only has one of those locks that can be unlocked from the outside with a butter knife.
I'm still really worried about him coming back to the house and either smashing stuff up, or trying to break in and steal or break things. I'm going to be home alone for about 2 months, and I'm not super thrilled about the situation.
Edit: my cereal box has a fist shaped dent and he's nicked almost all of my spices. Who the fuck punches a box of cereal wtaf
Someone with a very low frustration tolerance. And anger management issues. And no respect for other people's belongings. This guy sounds very high risk for returning to the scene of the crime to do more 'I spit on you' antics. It's not so much the damage, I expect, it'll be more his way of expressing contempt for anyone that he feels is not 'respecting' him. Which makes no sense, but I suspect he's not doing too much objective thinking.
That would make me feel so ick. Throw out your toothbrush. Bleach the hell out of the toilet. It feels so violating to have someone in your house. Hopefully you can talk to someone about how to improve security in the house? Will they provide that in the housing youโre in? Like does it have security door (like this mesh ones)? Lockable windows?
Luckily for me, I've been meaning to replace toothbrushes for a while and forgot to bring all of my toiletries, so I bought a new toothbrush, toothpaste, body wash, shampoo, etc while I was away. I think I'm going to everything I can't verify hasn't been fucked with, including some things I have in my cupboard and fridge. I kind of put this back on my org too, so I think they're going to pay for most of it
Coped a lecture about how climate change isn't real by an older bloke in front of me at the shops. Retorted that he'll be dead before he see's any real problems from it, which he didn't like.
"Nah, you don't know what you're talking about, the weather changes it always has, they used call it global warming, now they call it climate change, they don't know, you don't know" [sic]
I have decided to make a homemade pizza for dinner as a treat. Got a night out booked with some friends next weekend to celebrate.
So tonight it's be hassled by the cat as usual, and video games.
I may also be looking at a new guitar I've been thirsting over the last few months. But we'll see...
Still hasn't quite sunk in. But there's definitely a weight off my shoulders. I almost fell asleep right after the meeting lol
So Cyberpunk 2077 is the game that pushes all of my buttons. As in I think about it when I'm not playing it. I deleted it off my PC while I was unemployed because I didn't want to get sucked in and waste time.
I just installed it, updating now, and then mods will be installed.
Thank you โค๏ธ The meeting this morning where I told her about the police check was nerve wracking. But she said it's ok and she was appreciative that I told her in advance which is nice.
It's only basic: Pita bread base, diced tomato, mozarella, salami, capsicum and olives.
I haven't had anything to eat other than chicken, veggies, and tuna pasta in about 4 months. This is a nice treat lol
It does my head in when people are loud in shared workspaces, like shut up, people are working here. Thereโs a special circle of hell reserved for the woman who does personal calls on speakerphone in my office.
haha they did that to my department a while a go. Closed our office moved us into an office building in the middle of a floor with all the sales guys on the phone all day. Didnt last 12 hours before a department head was telling us to shut up, and the head of our department went "well, maybe don't close our office and stick us in the middle of everyone else then ya dick!"
Mad respect for the guy.
The countown is on for my de-toothing. About an hour to go. Hopefully it will be fairly straightforward, but those back molars can be a bit stubborn - and last time I had a tooth in poor condition removed it splintered in to lots of pieces and was an absolute mess to get out.
I have given myself permission to sook about it for at least tonight and tomorrow. I may also decide to aquire icecream, although with the current temperatures may just decide to increase my custard intake.
I like the idea of pain relief as a concept, but I have developed an intolerance to codeine. I'm not sure what other options might be available, but I'm honestly a bit nervous about trying anything new in case of side effects - I took panadeine after my last tooth removal and ended up with agonising stomach pains. I think it gave me a bit of painkiller PTSD.
I'm grateful that I'll be able to get one of those awesome sausage rolls for lunch from the bakery with the nice sausage rolls today. I'm also grateful to my parents dog Vegas who is a sweetheart and has been comfortable and happy with the 2 air conditioner repair dudes in the house at the moment (after an initial cautious sniff introduction when they got here)
I'm grateful Mr P has started cooking dinner so that's one thing I don't have to worry about doing. I'm grateful for our new hires being somewhat experienced, makes training a shiteload easier.
It's early. I'm waiting for fence builders. What I can tell you is, when getting the quotes, the dude who turned up with thongs on did not get the job.
Lol we got fence quotes a couple of years ago and one of the dudes who turned up was pissed as a newt, reeked of it. Then the neighbour lost his job so we couldn't get it done anyway.
The guy turned up to remove the old fence. It's been laying in the neighbours waist high grass for the last 6 months so there was most likely weeds growing through it.
Also the neighbour sleeps outside like a hobo so he's probably awake now.
At high school? I was a fat kid, so was condemned to the outer darkness as far as sport was concerned. Was forced to participate in basketball, hockey and swimming. Successfully avoided tennis, squash and softball/baseball, cricket and anything even remotely resembling gymnastics. As I have no depth perception above the horizon, anything that required me to catch or hit a ball overhead was doomed to failure. Also very small and badly engineered feet, so running sports were off the table too. Hockey was OK - I was the goalie (most of the time) as no one else wanted to do that bit. Had quite a lot of fun whacking people's shins with my stick (named Excalibur). Revenge is sweet. Did OK out of school at ice skating. As my Dad was ex-navy, all of my siblings and me learned to sail small boats and race them in the school holidays. Which was OK, but not really my bag long term. Also got thrown out of ballet classes due to complete lack of talent. But I do love to dance - just not ballet.
The real irony came in my mid thirties, when due to unrelated circumstances, I did a reflex speed test. And tested out at the top 3% of the population. If only they'd offered jet fighter pilot training as a sport at my high school ... I could have been a real star at that.
As things turned out, I ended up as a professional equestrian for over 20 years. The reflexes came in real handy for that. And on the back of a horse I didn't need to use my feet much so that was good too.
None outside of forced PE class. I was not a sporty kid at all. I ditched PE as soon as I could, I think year 10 was the last year it was mandated. Early high school I played tennis but I started to not like it once I had to play in competitions.
It seems now that kids doing a sport all through high school is the norm? My parents never forced me.
Now I play a team sport to make up for my sports-less adolescence.
Still in high school (kind of), don't play any sports, never really have. I've tried a few, I don't mind tennis, I think I might enjoy golf, at least at first, basketball isn't my vibe but is the sort of thing I enjoy watching (not professional basketball, but I won't fall asleep watching a friend play it). Hate football, fall asleep watching it, and just generally get annoyed by it (or more accurately the type of people who are obsessed with it)
I didn't play any sport in high school; I hated it (and still not really keen on it either). Maybe a bit of lousy badminton with friends. I did play netball in primary school till my immune system got whacked and I was never the same afterwards
Mostly soccer. Some softball, hockey, and Touch. Useless at most, especially gym. If this is because my Primary school didnโt teach them so I was delayed, or just a general klutz remains debatable.
Seem to have hit the post-dinner slowdown. Come on you fellow spammers of the echo chamber, what's happening this evening?
I ate 3 tacos because I only made two at work before realising that was a stupid idea, then I had a bowl of leek and tuna pasta. And now I'm chilling out to Boz Scaggs to lift my mood a bit this evening.
I'm also so grateful for my reverse cycle splitty. Found out my cousin in the sticks has had to turn down the central heating thermostat to 16C because their power bill is too high and my poor uncle from the tropics is wearing four layers indoors. That's new builds for you, with the giant house footprints and warm air leaking everywhere...
Aldi shop is done. Will hit up one of the Oligopolies for the couple of things on the list they didn't have. Time to cook dinner, go to gym, and make the most of the rest of today.
What happened to the rain? Seems like it mostly fell while we were all asleep.
I had some Spirited Away-esque dreams where there were all these fantastical characters and a huge restaurant with many inner workings and lowly staff being turned into turtles and retro computers for being slow or seeing the wrong thing. It was kind of heart-breaking, really...
I looooove hard rubbish days. We had one here in Thornbury just recently. My haul this year included a really nice persian carpet approx 2 metres by 1.5 metres. Someone threw it out because they'd just replaced it with 'something that suits the decor'. It's in perfect condition - just a little grubby. No stains, no pet smells. It's going off to the rug washer tomorrow for a thorough tubbing. Cost will be approx $150 for a really nice rug that suits me just fine. You couldn't buy a nice wool persian carpet for that.
I also scarfed some very nice wire trellis that will fit the fence around my back courtyard too. Come springtime I will install this and plant a grape vine on it. My nice italian next door neighbour has given me a potted shoot from his grapevine that his family brought over when they came to Australia - which makes the most amazing grappa so I am anxious to give this a go when the vine is fruiting. Lovely big reddish green grapes that are so so sweeeet.
I miss Hard Rubbish! One booked pickup a year here, and you supposedly need permission of the property manager. Presumably so the landlord can gazzump you.
I know how to play the recorder
And some chords on a keyboard
I know the names of the notes in order
But I'm not a singer-songwriter
I'm just a poet with a beat
The drums in my head repeat
"I'll never be famous
I'd rather be anonymous"
I know a bit about music theory
The nostalgia notes from history
The range of Celine and Whitney
Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti
I'm just a poet with a beat
The drums in my head repeat
"I'll never be famous
I'd rather be anonymous"
I won't assume I'd reach great heights
If I put in effort building a fanbase
Words sound right in the dead of night
But the sunrise knows they're a waste
Woke up, very ready for breakfast and the kitchen sink isn't draining. Guess one of the housemates clogged it last night. Woooooooooooooooooo coffee for breakfast
Recently frustrated with one of them. They're usually all good. I've tried to complain about one issue and got brushed off. Might need to be more assertive.
i know there's a crisis, it's global,
And this may be a crazy proposal:
But we don't have a garbage disposal,
So don't flush food down the sink, asshole!
I take back everything I said about the rain because lo, the moisture hath intensified. Needed to postpone one site visit to tomorrow. Absolutely horrible commute on the way back (even with it being school holidays). I think next Wednesday is a definite WFH day again. It's such a shit route.
Today's been yuck enough that I just want to delete my brain and reset it for tomorrow. I suppose this is why people drink
MSP's in general, from my experience, are usually pretty shitty. There's one in particular, rhymes with "RataFrom" that is by far, the absolute worst MSP I've ever had to deal with. (I hope that's not the one you work for).
haha not sure im familiar with that one. Nah I'm internal now thank f. Havnt done msp work for years now and do NOT miss it. This was the MSP before the last MSP who were supporting my current employers environment back in the day leaving their shit around.
I misunderstood that last part and thought you meant 10 rolls for 4 bucks and I was going to ask you if you travelled to early 20th century Japan or something
The arcade next to Kmart between Bourke & Little Bourke St has a student friendly soup with things in it bar that's VERY popular. Not costly and very good smelling. Haven't eaten there myself but it sure seems to be a popular option.
I canโt seem to find a matching yarn for the jumper repair (to be fair the colour, texture and thinness are very specific). I looked to see if there were any embroidery flosses that kind of tone but there were only bundles that didnโt have great matches. So I may either try eBay for a single skein or do a temporary job with doubled thread just to hold the hole together and stop it unraveling larger. This is kind of a favourite jumper.
โSam: I wonder if we'll ever be put into songs or tales. Frodo: [turns around] What? Sam: I wonder if people will ever say, 'Let's hear about Frodo and the Ring.' And they'll say 'Yes, that's one of my favorite stories. Frodo was really courageous, wasn't he, Dad?' 'Yes, my boy, the most famousest of hobbits. And that's saying a lot.' Frodo: [continue walking] You've left out one of the chief characters - Samwise the Brave. I want to hear more about Sam. [stops and turns to Sam] Frodo: Frodo wouldn't have got far without Sam. Sam: Now Mr. Frodo, you shouldn't make fun; I was being serious. Frodo: So was I. [they continue to walk] Sam: Samwise the Brave...โ
On the topic of Tolkien, this morning I was going through some old books that were still in boxes from moving house last year. Found a copy of The Adventures of Tom Bombadill which I've had for decades, I remember my grandmother used to read it to me when I was a kid in the 70's. Well, it turns out that this little hardback is a first edition print from 1962 (UK release) and some are selling online for $700+, one seller had a copy up for $1100!
No plans to sell it, but I should probably take a bit more care with it :)
Oooooooo a dome that can fit two spires? Yes please!
The space elevator and the mohole are so dang exxy, my Martians will have to wait for those. I hope to set up some rare metal exports very soon, I only have $12b left ๐
Channel 9โs online streaming website is the absolute worst out of all the free to air channels.
Always stop working and hangs and actually locks up my browser with the ability to wreck other free to air streaming sites requiring a total reboot of the browser.