So like one in five desks at work have some sort of issue. Screens/docks not working. Chairs are missing or broken. Meeting rooms can't connect to the network. Absolutely amazing.
Whoever is sabotaging this, I applaud you, you mad mad bastard.
I'm also being super vocal about stuff not working correctly, making sure the managers who really push for office days hear me.
We had a monitor nicked the other week. Local IT put on the trenchcoat and went investigating. Found it attached to a gaming rig 3 levels down. We're not 100% sure what this person needs with a gaming rig, but apparently they have approval for it.
Local IT called it an emotional support RTX 3080ti.
That is beyond amazing. Look, I'm guilty of grabbing the comfiest chair available when I get into the office. But i'd never consider appropriating IT hardware. That's some balls
I like this one, the petals when open are very white and white all the way to the centre. White flowers are really quite rare, most have a pink or green tinge.
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.
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 bitching 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 bitches. 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!
For a very basic one. Fry up a diced onion. Add garlic. Add mince. Add tomato paste. Add a can of diced tomatoes. Add a can full of water and a beef stock cube. Add dried herbs. Add chilli flakes. Bring it to the boil then simmer for atleast 20 minutes.
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.
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.
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.
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..
I was quietly panicking, trying to find my webcam. I had moved it when I was cleaning my desk, but I just could not remember where it was. Partner gets up, hobbles to the study (which I had been in 3 times already), and "Spud! It was just on the floor next to the desk."
Had a competition pop up on Facebook advertising you could "win a chance to feed your whole family for free for a year". The prize is a $2000 gift card. Just over $38 a week. Yeah it would be nice to win, but the false advertising with this sort of ad is bullshit.
Feeding a family of any size (even one person really) on that seems extra unlikely if it is a gift card that stops you from using it anywhere except at a major supermarket!
What were they trying to get you to do to be allowed to enter?
It was the standard answering some "market research" type questions, opt in to get marketing spam, and agree if you win that you can be used for publicity stuff. It's fairly standard, and would be fine if they just phrased it better - Win a $2000 gift card to help feed your family. Valid for one year. Works perfectly without misleading anyone.
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.
Got Metro’ed pretty hard this morning. Gonna be at least halfa late. And yet the status page doesn’t show any delay. This is my 3rd run in with them in a week. This service ain’t worth 5 bucks one way.
Got to my station this morning to find my usual carpark full. There's works downstream so instead of people taking buses they're coming to our station (the filthy heathens).
Managed to tap off 2 minutes before the free travel deadline, instead of my usual 15.
My autopilot morning has been thrown out something bad.
Yeah I was only 10 minutes late in the end, but my brain is a bit broken as a result of the nap I didnt get on the train. I LOVE my train nap. Its like my favorite part of the day.
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!
Ooof. This 'holiday' is brutal. I need a holiday from it
(Family funeral abruptly happened on Tuesday, extended family are down from every where including a lot of people i deliberately do not associate with )
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.
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.
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)
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
not to get too morbid, but we're slowly rotting lumps of flesh thats somehow learned to think in a world slowly knowingly killing itself in the name of profits that we all know dont really matter anyway under the control of the rich and powerful who dont give a fuck about freedom or quality of life.
So long as you're not doing Ice, I'd say allow yourself whatever vice you need to get fired up to find meaning in your day.
except coke. buying coke kills lots of people. Just being a small part of the market means your part of the problem. unpopular opinion i know, but it's much worse than people think. some of my best friends hate me a little bit for having this opinion but it's true.
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!
There’s a bloke on the train next to me reading Leviathan Falls. I really want to say something, but looks like he’s only in the first couple of pages so I don’t wanna be weird.
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.
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 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.
Gym lifters - do you think it's necessary to take things such as glutamine and BCAA? I want to lift heavier and have set a deadlift goal for myself by mid Jan (for when I turn 40 haha). I've never included them into my workouts (at most I may just make a shake or something) and but my new PT said its worthwhile for recovery and to hit heavier targets.
All I know is when I was about 10, a friend of mine gave me a bunch of glucose tablets before I ran a 800m race. I was so pumped I won by half a lap. The next meet, no tablets, lost by a lap.
Alright, that's it, tonight's the night, I'm finally down to the last episode of Mad Men. I've mostly enjoyed the show (season 6 was a slog though...) but I won't lie it's both an emotional relief to come to the end. I think seasons 2-4 were probably the most brilliant. Megan ruined everything.
Anyone interested in a free ticket to Randy Feltface tomorrow night? I was umming about going and last minute saw Row A tickets being resold that wouldn't split, so I just went ahead and got the pair, and none of my friends are interested in coming along it turns out and I can't resell. 7pm, Palais Theatre, St Kilda. DM to discuss =) Would be sad for it to go to waste.
When you started off with nothing
And you're proud that you're a self-made man dwooo dwo dwooo dwo
And your friends they all come crawling
Slap you on the back and say Pleaaaeaaeaase Pleaaeaeaaaaaase