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I have un-grumpied my butt with cat cuddles, some food and making loud, discordant noises in the studio.
And everyone is now tucked in for some sleep. Goodnight β€οΈ
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.
So I went to the street yard sale that Thornbury posted about.
It was massive , cool and interesting.
Two types of sellers, those who want to clear stuff out of their house, those who are trying to make money.
Prices were generally high, often higher than Op shops.
Lots of kids stuff, lots of over priced old clothes. So many books and by the look of it no one was buying.
Few dvds, even fewer CDs and vinyls.
So what did I get. From an old guy who was clearing out a shed, a nutmeg grater, some antique glass bottle stoppers.
From another stall I got a pair of light weight cargo pants.
had a nice chat with a woman who fixes up old chairs and does sewing. π
It was an ok day.
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.
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.
they would treat other men badly too except they only abuse those who are physically weaker than they are
also, how come Giselle's doctor didn't look after her? That puzzles me so much.
These questions here too.
I just read up on it because I was unfamiliar with the case. Good lord what a poor brave broken woman. The husband admitting guilt is of little comfort. What a hideous POS.
What a fucking pig of a husband. I donβt even know what to say. That poor woman, and her courage
Edit: She obviously wasnβt moved to another location but would this count as something similar to human trafficking?
If those complete and utter POSs thought they were taking part in a sex game, then maybe the game wasn't sex so much as domination, and the whole point was the absence of the power to choose. Which to me indicates a very frail and fragile sense of their own masculinity. The husband should be executed imo. Preferably by lethal injection.
I read this when it came out. Her husband, I have no words. No consent, the STDsβ¦ I am also in awe of her courage. I donβt think Iβd be able to even leave a room let alone have contact with people ever again.
I got 15cm of my hair cut off and it looks so much better. π
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.
Iβve 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.
Iβve done that. Itβs so easy to keep eating a bag of chips without stopping and before you know it the whole thing is gone.
I put some chips in a little bowl and put a clip on the bag and put bag away
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.
Dude get some fucking headphones bro seriously
Edit: sorry for my bus related rant. I still haven't got my skin swab results back and I'm a bit miffed.
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
Iβm doing all of the positive things but man life sucks. Itβs like wading through molasses. On an incline. And then sliding back
theres a real "back and forth" feeling lately. was standing in the shower earlier and sort of realized I feel like im taking the hit of each wave rather than riding them atm. Feel like a lot of us are doing that after covid.
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
when see blood where it shouldnβt be, apply pressure to where blood come out
Tablespoon of formaldehyde is a cure-all in a pinch
First full nights sleep in over 3 months and I feel worse than normal. Goddamn it.
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!
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.
Shouting loudly? Nah that's just normal tradie talk. Oi cunt. Turn the radio up. Love this song
Tired from my labours, but finally sitting down to relax before bed. Iβm rewatching Seinfeld, have needed a comfort show lately. Something Iβve watched before but enjoy watching again, requires not much concentration and is from a simpler time.
Tell me your comfort show (if you have one).
The inconsistency across bakerβs delight sliced bread thickness is problematic. I need it THICC.
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 just looove this - wish I had a Fjord available this year. Sheer genius.
EDIT: shear genius surely.
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
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.
I put the heater on. π«₯
Don't blame you, it's nippy tonight especially after the past few days of sweltering nights
I really should stop playing Satisfactory, but well the factories aren't gonna build themselves now are they? Please send help.