The fluffy boi has been having testing on his kidneys, and the vet's incidentally found a serious heart condition. Poor little chicken. More expensive tests that I can't really afford to follow.
When will people learn. If your rubbish bin is overflowing, the birds will come with their mates and scatter your shit all over your nature strip and if it ends up on mine I will go out there and relocate it back onto yours with a huff so use your limp wristed hands and push that shit down so the lid sits flush. Dickhead.
Another day, another job interview. Two this week, one that felt okay and one that felt pretty good - fingers crossed I get to the next stage with at least one of them!
Edit: second interview for one lined up for next week, yaaaay.
The Gisele Pelicot case really makes my blood boil. All these gutless, horrible men who really do think women are chattel and that their consent means less than a man's entitlement to pleasure.
Iโve just eaten almost a whole bag of Doritos and as a consequence am no longer hungry enough to have motivation to cook dinner. Maybe a toasted sandwich will do for today, with some fruit after. Healthy eating starts again tomorrow.
Downpipe at the p's fixed! Took about 2 mintues. Saved a few dollaridoos there.
A few days ago when I was there I said 'hey I'm going to try and fix it this way". He cracked the shits 'I MAKE THE DECISIONS AROUND HERE". Dude has acute NPD but there are work arounds. So I said okay you do it. So I pissed off down the bellarine.. Get a call:
Me: How's that pipe going
Him: The pipe has fallen 10cm I can't do it. Getting a plumber in a few weeks.
I get back, go over today (while he's away).. Turns out he pulled the down pipe down and it disconnected from the gutter. I chuck it back on try and recreate what he did and he must've been trying to climb the thing. Easy fix.
So now I'm putting a mock invoice in his letter box:
Call out fee: $200
Labour: $300ph x 0.033 = $10
Materials: 4cm of 100mm PVC: $0.5
Use of toilet: -$1
Stealing a glass of wine: -$9
He will hate that. Apparently he spent an hour trying to do it.
One of my coworkers came in sick. We are so unbelievably busy and have been in a state of crunch for the last month, and I have leave scheduled for Dragon Age and my partner's birthday in a week.
I will be so sad if I catch the horrible hacking cough she's got, I booked an expensive restaurant and everything
Tired from my labours, but finally sitting down to relax before bed. Iโm rewatching Seinfeld, have needed a comfort show lately. Something Iโve watched before but enjoy watching again, requires not much concentration and is from a simpler time.
Come down with a cold or something, so missing my human first aid lesson. Ugh. I should just be able to do the course via a charity anyway, and as long as it's done before I finish the course it will be fine.
But damn it! Damn it! I hate missing stuff and having to play catch up. Whatever. I just have to trust myself that I am capable. And I don't mind paying $200 for a one day human first aid course. But fucking fuck fuck fuck
Tradie next door building houses having what sounds like a meltdown and is shouting loudly. Very good atmosphere for my sister who is WFH and on the phones, and me trying to scramble to finish assignments.
Ah godammit, my food was delivered to the wrong address, the driver didn't supply a photo like they usually do so I couldn't go hunting for my food and didn't answer the phone when I rang. 1 star review for you, the first time I've ever done that. Replacement order on the way but for crying out loud!
blerp, case of the anxiety wobbles again today. Didn't help that today's viewing got cancelled at the last minute. LL has sent through rental ledger as requested, which is all okay, but it's pretty dumb that some part of my body now gets extremely tense every time I see her name in my inbox or I have to deal with her. Truly silly.
I have another viewing tomorrow that ticks lots of boxes but "Inspection is a must" and the sudden advertising of this property does make me wonder what's going on. Pics look a bit too good to be true. Wondering if it's a case of suspicious neighbours...
I need to remember to eat tuna /salmon or other oily fishylies tomorrow. This week has been really brain tiring and I have been starving the last couple of days. Always amazes my how much energy you burn thinking
I think of how dark the world has been and will continue to be for me personally.
And I'm not even suffering the most relative to other people. And I think to myself I really don't want to be here. On the other hand dying is not really appealing either.
Losing the fight against some stupid broadleaf in the front yard lawn. MIL reckons I need to weed and feed it but a weekend 7 days after a mow but 7 days before the next mow with no rain is a bit much to ask for at the moment.
When I moved in the back yard was a dump. but what little kikuyu was there went nuts and within 2 years with basically no effort the kikuyu won and it now looks fantastic. Thinking I should just start transplant runners in the front yard and let it do its thing. Might take a few years but if it ends up half as good as the back yard I wont be complaining.
If anyone would like a pretty chill career change, get familiar with the CMS Drupal and hit up recruitment agencies to become a 'Digital Content Specialist'.
It's free and open source. You could buy some web hosting and install it through cPanel, then do enough Youtube courses to put it on your resume. All Victorian Government websites are on Drupal, and so are some Federal ones. You might be able to get a plush gig copying and pasting content from word docs to websites.