I’m going to the snow at the end of the month and have been messaging a friend I let borrow my ski clothes and equipment two years ago. They just never gave me back my stuff and I forgot about it to now. I’m a bit annoyed they just kept my things, and now my goggles are missing and I don’t remember if I let them borrow. It shouldn’t be up to me to remember and ask for my stuff back, you should give it back once you are done with it without prompt.
I setup the replacement Xbox last night and am finally sitting down and giving it a crack. I have Minecraft, knockoff coke Zero from aldi, a full belly, and a comfy couch. Life is good.
nostalgia trip
In 2016 (or maybe 2017), my mum surprised me with an Xbox from my birthday. It was an Xbox 360 E, and a copy of Minecraft. That was my first time on a console, and I stayed up all night playing it. Literally all night. Probably needless to say she was less than happy I was still up when she woke up, but she just let it be. I had a lot of fun, and also had a few cans of coke over night. That's a core memory of mine that I've never really been able to recreate. There was such a feeling of carelessness and peace that night, a feeling I unfortunately very rarely experienced during my youngest years.
continuation, but less of a fun memory more of a historical vent, probably more sad
That was when I was really struggling with "school refusal", as they call it, and mum was really trying to push me to go. It was a very difficult time, and led to such a feeling of helplessness, probably for both of us. That's probably why I enjoyed the care free feeling the games provided - a little safe haven away from the constant chaos and incessant disappointment and despair of the real world. A world where the biggest concern is placing enough torches to keep the zombies away.
Interesting. The local library was my safe haven as a kid. Or any book really. I predate xbox and electronic games so there wasn't a huge lot of choice. Nowadays my local library makes a big deal about being 'fun' and 'lively' and 'inclusive' - which to kid me sounds like hell on earth. So it wouldn't be available as a safe haven now. I suspect we all need a safe haven in our lives - and find it in a variety of places. Another very unfashionable opinion of mine is that quite a lot of illegal drug use gets its root cause in the search for a mental safe haven in a hostile universe, albeit a temporary one with a huge downside.
I used to spend a bit of time at the library too. They offered 2 hour wifi passes, where they had little pins on a receipt their staff would print for you. If you asked nicely, they'd give you 2 for a total of 4 hours of wifi. It was great for me, because we didn't have enough money for broadband, and we were with Telstra on a 3gb for $30 plan, which never lasted long (this was during the times a lot of people were getting unlimited internet, and YouTube and Netflix were at the height of their popularities). I used to ride my scooter (with no helmet... Classic country town) down to the library every weekday I wasn't doing anything (they were closed after 4pm and on weekends), and I'd download a bunch of YouTube videos onto an old spare phone that we had. Also some music, and occasionally I'd borrow some DVDs.
There were a few fun characters at the library. There was a lady called Margaret who worked at the library and absolutely despised kids. She acted all nice and friendly when parents were around, but as soon as pretty much anyone under the age of about 16 was alone, she would scowl at them and was just very very rude. There was also a lady who was missing a few teeth and sounded like a child (reminds me of doreen from prisoner), she used to rant at me about how useless 5 cent coins are, after she saw me paying for a late fee with a couple of 5 cent coins
It's strange - why am I eager to help my friend clean her apartment but leave my own space a dump when a clean space helps me feel less cluttered mentally?
Several of my friends have the same problem as me, much easier to help others clean and tidy than do your own space. I put it down to reduced negative emotional weight (to objects, to the activity, guilt of not doing it in a timely manner, repetitiveness etc) and greater positive emotion (helping others, building social capital, satisfaction from completing tasks, maybe a sense of superiority because others needed your help) when cleaning others' spaces rather than ones own. I just roll with it now and accept that it's a thing
I don't know, but I do this thing where I (usually) leave the communal areas spick and span, but leave my room in a horrendous state, so you're not alone. I don't enjoy cleaning at all, but it seems to be a lot easier (or at least an existing habit) to keep the lounge room and kitchen clean, even though I live by myself for the moment. More difficult to keep my room clean
I am having such a shitty fucking day. I've honestly never felt this bad so fast before. Just massively angry, wanting to lash out over everything.
Everything is getting worse and none of us are stopping it(I'm certainly not). My attempts to maybe improve things for myself just add more stress and inevitably fail. I feel like I'm trying to climb a styrofoam wall. I can grab at chunks to try and pull myself up, but all I'm doing is fucking up an already shitty wall.
Hugs. If you can roll yourself up somewhere in the sun I recommend it. You aren't alone in your feelings.
I read On The Beach a few years ago after the 2020 bushfires and at the start of COVID when I was feeling particularly hopeless. Basically its a classic about an impending nuclear winter - what happens when everyone find out they have six months to live. One of the side characters just carried on tending their little garden, planting out things that they would never harvest and in all probability would never grow. But it was her job - to tend her garden and she figured no-one knew any would be next so she might as well do this thing. She was totally at peace. I think about her a lot when I am in this headspace.
There are green places to be in the sun nearish me, but too far to walk, and I don't want to be around other people much so a tram would be a bad idea I reckon.
I had read some of it a while ago, but lost my place and never bothered to refind it. Might have to give it another look some time, because it's a great book. I wish I had the certainty of a set date, honestly. Six months is easier to handle than "it's a mystery"
I've discovered Mickey likes to eat spinach. So he got a little pile of it last night and he fully ate it all. May have to occasionally give him a treat of it, he always wants what we eat and it isn't harmful 🤷♀️
Many moons ago, when Miss Seagoon was Baby Seagoon, I had a void called Mungo who loved corn on the cob. He also used to steal sips of drinks by dipping his paw into cups and glasses.
Spent the arvo doing laundry at the Laundromat, got a coffee, walked down to Barkley Square to suss out dehumidifiers (no bueno, will have to order online), then saw a spontaneous rave:
Didn't catch who it was, but she was absolutely laying down some sick beats from the back of her van 🤘
Treating myself to a cafe big breakfast because all I got at home is ramen and sardines. While ramen and sardines WAS a tempting option, having no eggs or frozen veg to add sealed the deal
Great. I woke up this morning to 2 notifications from my bank. 2 transactions happened while I was asleep, one to some company called xsolla and another to Netflix. I don't have Netflix, and don't know wtf an xsolla is. Called the bank, they told me disputes have to be raised through the app now. The app and it's stupid fake messaging robot didn't let me add any context, the whole process is basically just yes and no buttons. Also it kept talking about humans in almost every message.
Probably. I locked my card, and apparently it will be cancelled when the actual humans review my report. I have an account with UBank as well, so thankfully I do have another account to use in the meantime
CommBank. Not my favourite, but they indoctrinated my mum when I was 1 with that yellow platypus thing, and since they don't charge any fees on under 18 accounts, I haven't had much reason to switch to a better one
Got a friend to help me go between Richmond and the CBD looking for work shirts (one heavy duty one and a couple normal ones) to be embroidered for work. Had lunch, plenty of walking in the sun, even some genmaicha ice cream and generally a productive day... Even treated myself to a pair of lovely olive green wide pants and fluffy slippers, both at half price at muji.
The work shirts and slippers I've been procrastinating on to the last possible minute. I got it done with the moral support of my friend who knows the fastest way to get around Emporium and helped me look for a lunch place and parking spaces earlier.
I don't feel nearly as exhausted as yesterday even though I was out for as long and had to do more active stuff, actually even feel a little recharged? It's a nice feeling.
Can I just ask why the hell women's collared shirts are so oversized now though? Seems like the only style is to wear them as overshirts, not straight up shirts. Uniqlo and Muji both i needed an XS, even the Bisley work shirt I had to get a size 8, which is unprecedented (normally 10-12). This is on top of a thermal layer...
Sure I've lost weight from muscle atrophy being sedentary, but my ribcage and shoulders have not changed size over the last 5 years - I hate this new style! I don't have the body shape for it...
I'm pretty annoyed at how it seems like clothing sizes are going all bonkers, I don't care that I now fit a size lower by design because that means wasting more time trying to find something that fits.
The support chat in some apps needs its own notification.
Birds got into the Woolworths delivery yesterday because the doorbell wasn't rung.
I jump on the support chat, because that's the only way you can do anything these days, then waiting for a response I close my phone. I have a job, kids, and a life so I forget about it and the support person leaves the chat. Where does that leave my things the birds got into? I need a buzz or a reminder or something these people have replied
Goodnight Goonsy, sleep tight, don't let your house get a bed bug infestation. I hear that A. They bite, and B. They're really hard and annoying to get rid of
Btw thanks for being such a rock with the DTs recently
I bought myself a sneaky wine in the sun and was about to go home but then the singer started and I happen to be the the only person in the courtyard... It would be rude to not have another drink ..(plus she is really good)
When I first watched the Raygun, I figured she was so good at breaking that she transcended traditional style and sort of unleashed a new form on the world stage.
I considered it very poor timing to introduce your genius at the Olympics, and people just aren’t ready for the “meme” breakdancing , however, I kept an open mind about the whole affair and considered the possibility that current state of the art form is pushing boundaries in this direction so it’s nothing to worry about.
I’m still holding out for my perceptions to manifest into a reality but I’m losing faith here
The difficulty would come not from the weight of the cats, but the wrangling
And now I’ve got a mental picture of all the cats hanging off the barbell like that kitten in the ‘hang in there’ poster. Plus a random couple of them balancing on top of it, for good measure 😂
Ha. Haha. Ha. Ha. My day keeps on getting better. New developments:
A. I cut my finger while making dinner. Well, not even while making dinner, while eating dinner.
B. The motor in the fan in the bathroom seems to have burnt out, and left a gross burning plastic smell through the house. At least I hope it's burnt out, because it's wired to the same circuit as the light, so I can't have the light on without the fan also being on
I've got one of those things as well in my bathroom. I don't trust it at all and find it annoying not being able to turn one or the other on so I just never use it. Why do people even wire it like that?
Hope your finger gets better quickly, always sucks when you get a cut there
Yep, it really annoys me, too. Seems that the motor hasn't fully burnt out, as when I turn it on, I can hear a buzzing (like a stalled fan motor). I don't trust it, and don't really want to take a fire extinguisher with me to the dunny in case it decided to catch fire, so I guess it'll just be a flashlight on the night time dunny runs
Thank you, it's stopped bleeding now so I was able to downgrade to a band-aid rather than bandage and tape. But it's mega sore, and gonna be fun for the next couple of weeks
Any peeps of a fishy persuasion? Looking for a three way valve for 4mm tubing, but water, not air. Anyone attest to water carriage of air direction valves?
Made it to the end of Presumed Innocent, the TV adaptation. What a inconsistent show with stupid legal loopholes and soapy writing. It is incredibly unbelievable that the main character could've been a successful prosecutor. Also I hate basically every character in this but not even in a love-to-hate way like Succession. I think I cared more about the cat.
Even Jake Gyllenhaal's perfect butt wasn't enough to save this mediocrity, but somehow it's been renewed for a second season...
Oh. Well apparently I've been overwatering my indoor plants. I felt bad for letting them get all dehydrated while I was away, so I tried to make up for it with some extra water. Now the soil has a rotten egg smell. I google "why TF does my plant dirt smell like rotten eggs???" Google tells me that happens when the plant is over watered and becomes waterlogged. I'm a bad plant parent
Don't beat yourself up! It's a very, very common thing to overwater indoor plants, especially over winter. I've done it myself because some plants really need a lot less than others.
Many people see them drooping and think they need more water but drooping can also be a sign of overwatering. If your plants haven't started growing brown and mushy, there's hope! Just leave them alone for a solid week or two to dry out and they might come back yet.
It's a good thing that you care for living things and want to keep them alive rather than neglect them, that's what makes a good plant parent :) and now you're learning!
Yeah.. you haven't lived until you accidentally killed a plant or two with over watering. If you have access to (dry) soil you can try pulling out the plant, chopping off any mushy bits and repotting.
Movie Review. The Old Oak. Ken Loach. Syrian refugees come to live in a dying North England mining town, locals react, some with kindness and charity, others with misplaced anger.
It's a Ken Loach fillum innit.
It's not entertaining. It's art. It's about present day issues and challenges facing everyday Britons and New Britons/war refugees . It's respectful and understanding of working class people. Never talks down.
It's not a fun or happy or exciting experience to watch a Ken Loach movie but I find myself thinking about the scenes and people in his movies, sometimes even years later.
Watching his movies enriches my life and understanding of people .