Sometimes I ask myself why I write stupid poetry because it sounds lame and stupid, and then I read the lyrics to some popular songs and realise my writing is perfectly fine.
Fun Centrelink discovery: Disability Employment Services providers have limits on what compulsory activities they can put on your job plan, so they might put the meetings as voluntary. The issue? The meetings are always mandatory according to Centrelink. The job plan doesn't actually matter and even if you do what they say you have to do, they can then have you cut off. Great system love it.
In better news: I'm no longer required to interact with them, and instead need to continue seeking volunteer work. Vastly less bad.
Told the wife โyou know, I think theyโre lying to youโ โwho?โ โSquare enix. Iโm pretty sure this isnโt the FINAL fantasy, I bet there will be another one!โ. I canโt say how satisfying the groan and look on her face was.
Feeling a bit down about work today. It's the end of a very stressful week and I hate that every question I've been asked this morning I've had to do a "gimmie a minute to find the answer" instead of knowing off the top of my head.
Okay, typing it out makes it sound silly, but it's just a crappy feeling. I have too much responsibility, anxiety and a heaving dose of imposter syndrome this week.
I got Melbcat's special antibiotics. They're so bitter that she walked around the house drooling and foaming and seems to feel sick. Doesn't want her medicated dinner. :( This is going to be a fun ten days.
I've finally been able to disrespect one of those stupid cattle gate things at Coles. Apparently the robot didn't like that after paying I put my groceries in my backpack. So I walked through them anyway. It started screaming the song of its people ("BE-BE-BE-BE-BE-BE-BEEP"), but that's not my problem. I paid for my damn drink, I don't really care if a robot gets upset about it
Nobody really cared, although the fact my skin is about the same colour as their logo probably helped ๐คท๐ผ
I want to like you, Spotify DJ.. I really do.. but STOP RECOMMENDING BEYONCE ETC TO ME, YOU GOON!
Also, I started on the vodkas a couple of hours ago. Responsibly. Cheers and welcome to my birth-season: Autumn. Do you pronounce the N in Autumn? How do you even do that? Get out of here, unnecessary N!
I have found out tonight that the man's ring tone has changed for me, from Sabotage to Beautiful by Snoop Dogg. Nawwww. When the kid rings (that's a rarity) it's Daddy Cool. When she calls me it's Bad Moon Rising.
Drove the return trip. 55 minutes, which included 2x10 mins of continuous dead stop while the trams, cops, and us drivers in both directions all wait for a protest to roll past.
At least some of the cops seem to be in a good mood, reminding them to turn their flashy lights on and then a few moments later, playfully slammed the door of their colleague's car a few times.
Out for dinner northside tonight, would take me at least an hour each way on PT vs 30 minutes driving, and I don't need to worry about sketchy people on PT home. So I've splashed on a carshare thing for a few hours tonight, still cheaper than taking cabs both ways.
I hate that I've become so car centric but it really is such a fuck trying to cross the Yarra. I just don't have the energy and patience that I had when I was younger and licenceless to spend ages on PT.
I need some movie comedies to watch tomorrow night because the kid's going to friend's to sleep over which means the Cookie Monster's coming to town. Please recommend. I have Foxtel, Prime, Netflix and Stan.