💚 right here with you. I'm glad that over the years, the very unreasonable pestering from other people to try and reconnect to my father (who still pretends that he did nothing wrong), as some kind of show of womanly magnanimity and spiritual development to prove myself worthy, has faded away.
Oh Gawd Cennalink strikes again.
Just got a text to day that I have an appointment with a DES agency tomorrow for an interview re: getting work.
Fortunately I'm able to go and quite willing to discuss strategies so I can hit the ground running when I am fit to start working, but isn't it fucking typical?
They keep delaying the processing of my application but I was still supposed to earn 100 points for no health care card and no money. I didn't do it. It's almost a month late now.
Just quietly... I think I want to be out of Victoria by next winter. I need a break. Either a permanent move interstate, or move all my stuff into storage and go travel for 3 months. I could go to the US and travel with/stay with my brother on the cheap. Finally go on a road trip now that I've got my licence and enough driving experience/confidence.
I've lived in Perth and Brisbane before and wouldn't mind going back for a stint depending on work and cost of living. Helps that I have closer family in both places but not in melbs
Folks it's my last Sunday night for a long time before I have to work on Monday. Wish me luck in clearing out the remaining tasks over the last 3 days. Starting a bit early tonight to get ahead of one task (need to concentrate and get the code right), before I focus on the next big thing tomorrow that will require much more strategic thinking
E: good old brain. Flails around subconsciously for days and then when I finally sit down in the right frame of mind, the solution comes to me in a brilliant stroke and a relatively simple SQL query pulls everything together. Fuck yeah SQL saving me from doing this shit the hard way, or god forbid, having to learn an actual programming language
E2: glory hallelujah what I thought would take 4 hours took 40 minutes and nothing complicated at all.
In the Melbourne CBD, on Lonsdale St with the 90º median parking. Two people on opposite sides pulled halfway into a spot, blocking a lane in each direction, including some cops in a marked car.
Lights come on and three cops got out of the car, the driver was like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ arms up high and kicked them both out of the parking spot, then went about their day moments later.
The car that was in front of me / behind the cops then promptly took that spot.
Well the sleep-in gods denied me the zzzs this morning, so finished some laundry and drank all the required Hydralite. I’m washed and dressed and awaiting company to revel in this sunshine.
Wherever you are and whatever you’re doing (haha, no Marx for you) I hope you’re having a good day. Be in the moment and if you’re having a bit of one, remember this too shall pass.
The birds have been hard at work cracking snails on my roof this morning, and while I'm awake and working anyway it's in its 3rd hour and beginning to get a little annoying.
I think you’ve solved the mystery of the noises I’ve been hearing on the roof! Couldn’t work out how the birds were making so much noise with their soft little feet
Be careful because they may have read the story of Aeschylus, an ancient greek playwright who was killed by a falling turtle that had been dropped by an Eagle who had confused Aeschylus's shiny, bald head for a rock. This is apparently a true historical account and golden eagles in greece do kill turtles by dropping them onto rocks.
Two quarrelling wattle birds have just crashed into my front window. Beak first. If they had any brains to begin with, those brains are now mashed potato. Which explains a bit about wattle birds.
Going to write stern but fairly worded letter to Geelong council about a very bright street light they've installed. Honestly 3 x the lumens of a normal street light and it's on a road that has next to zero (0) traffic.
It is also next to an area has a heap of active frogs (when weather permits). Insects are going to head towards the light.
It will go a little something like this:
"Oi g-town cunts dim your shitty light,
regards
Bottom racer".
I intend to do this before the pobblebonk awakens. They need food.
There was a movement a while ago trying to get buildings and advertising etc. to shield lights and point them down towards the ground but it fell on deaf ears.
I truly believe shitty lighting is contributing to insect decline (and all that rely on them).
"24 8x10 coloured photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each one was" May you have more luck than Officer Obie.
My cat decided to let me sleep in till 5.15 today the little champ. Logged into my friends little minecraft server and they'd built a little party setup for one of the players. it was pretty amazing, it must have taken them ages. nice way to start what is looking to be another beautiful day. happy sunday everyone.
Probably shouldn't have but I've picked up a 1970s collected edition of E.M Foster's early works (Howard's End, Room wiith a View, A Passage to India, Where Angel's Fear to Tread, The Longest Journey). I only went in looking for a copy of Howard's End because I couldn't find my old copy, which knowing me I probably just gave away without a thought to get it back.
Lunch has been eaten, and the children have commenced the "can we go to the park" campaign. I have commenced the "let me finish a cup of tea after cooking a roast for lunch" campaign.
O Gracious Bacon, thank you for bestowing upon me the sweet ambrosia of a hot, caffeine-laden beverage. I will sing your praises all across the Inner-North, O Wise and Generous Bacon.
Feels nice to feel like I'm in a position of power in requesting a raise at work. While it would be nice if they meet my request (~10% increase), I'm actually feeling okay to put my money where my mouth is and start actively applying elsewhere. They would be silly to let me go for this amount, but I wouldn't put it past them.
I just laughingly apologised to my son for not having a father's day anymore. He was the first person I told I'm trans and he's been calling me mum ever since. I'm beat. Slept in a bit, went to bed early, had two hours chilling in bed with the cats and done sweet fa.
Quiet day here, but we're beating reddit. I don't see any of the old DT crew much at all anymore. I guess they're dialoguing somewhere else.
After a week and a half of holidaying and partying, I found out on Thursday I have an ear and chest infection and still recovering while loaded up on antibiotics so very quiet today.
Went out for a bit of a walk but not feeling like doing much so did a little cooking and catching up on TV shows, although I can't believe Wheel of Time got a second season...
I've also started reading The Zen of Cat as a whimsical but good book as I've noticed I'm getting stressed over trivial shit too.
So if someone replies to a post and then someone replies to the reply then the original replier deletes their comment that might explain the duplication and spinny thing 💡 . Have I just solved the problem? Quick test it out.
Sometimes I listen to right wing/conservative experts and pundits to try to figure why they are popular and to hear what shit they are saying.
I also don't want to be in an echo chamber.
I found that the right wing change how they speak according to the audience, when they are talking to normal media they sound quite reasonable, once they talk to people they think are sympathetic they show their true racist or sexist colours
Reasonable people don't change what they say, they have nothing to hide.
The craw is Orac would be highly insulted at being utilised thusly. Marvin is just begging for suicidal appliances, and Holly is out for broadly similar reasons.
B Sharp Big Band was good, swing music is much better when consumed live rather than via recording.
Dancing, singing, mingling with the oldies - perfect Sunday with Dad.
Edit: also Wilbur Wilde turned up, did a few Sax songs and then launched into a jazz cover of Wonderwall - that song has never sounded better, and it was epic to see Wilbur live!!
Was that in st kilda? I've never felt more out of place looking queer as fuck and never more proud to be queer as fuck walking down ackland street with all the bogans. Cars were good though but yuck, felt like I was going to catch something, I'm definitely crowd phobic now.
Wow I must be really out of touch! When I lived in St Kilda in the mid-late 80s to mid-late 90s St Kilda was full of artists, queers, queens, all kinds of "alternative" types of people. It was starting to get gentrified when I moved out of there after a relationship breakup. Haven't really been back.
I was in luck at the food cupboard - today's bakery selection included a herb foccaccia. A few pieces in the freezer, and a few pieces in my stomach.
I also filched a section of pipe offcut from the building site over the road. A few more and I will have enough to do a planter section in them along the side of the house, which should help to both add interest by including different heights and raise them up a bit to give a few extra minutes of sunshine which is in short supply in that area.