The hits keep on hitting. Told I have the diabeetus last week. This afternoon I get the call that my nan has passed away, so with my parents in America I'm handling things with my best British stiff upper lip and just now I finally sat down after having to call my mum and tell her that her mum has died then dealing with the paperwork, looked at my phone and it appears the reason I stopped hearing from the woman I was interested in persuing things with is that she might have taken her jerk ex back.
Sprinkle in a couple of minor work annoyances like people ignoring things I say when I'm meant to be a voice of authority and I'm just having a grand old time. Yaaaay.
Flu bad. Why come I remove gunk from my nose and then there's more gunk right away? I don't like it. Why come body go ouchie even though I'm giving it a rest today? Unfair.
Also tissue and lozenge delivery should be on Medicare
Doing my best not to feel anxious about today's inspection and any forthcoming emails from the landlord. Very grateful for psych session later today though the emails will probably come tomorrow or later in the week. Hoping I can book in a session for next week too.
Think I'm going to treat myself to pizza tonight. Salmon pizza
I wish I had friends who were free on a Tuesday evening to just shoot the shit and share a pizza with. I remember long conversations in cars with uni friends after class, those halcyon days when we didn't have so many Commitments and Schedules...
It's cooling down quite a bit now after a warm afternoon and gone all cloudy; don't entirely feel up to a walk. But I AM having that damn pizza and catching up on today's episode of OMITB after the toll of yesterday. I shall walk to work and back tomorrow instead. Done.
I've worked out a potential study plan that would have me finish uni by the end of 2026.
It would require doing 22 units over 6 teaching periods.
It would completely cook my brain (if I even passed) but gosh it's tempting. I just wanna get out of here and change careers. But the current plan is to finish end of 2027. Which really isn't so bad.
In a few weeks, I'll be staying at a hotel with a buffet breakfast included in the stay price. This hotel doesn't come cheap, so I feel it's my duty to squeeze every bit of value out of the price.
Is it wrong if I take a few items away from the buffet for later enjoyment? I won't be obvious about it - the take away items will be hidden in a tote bag I'll bring in with me. Easy things to take away - some pastries, fruit, not hot food. I've never done this before, but planning how to get away with it has been exciting.
I was wondering if anyone here has had experience with Independent Living options/renting through the NDIS and wouldnโt mind talking about it?
Group homes and supported living are not appropriate for me. I prefer to stay as independent as possible, need to live alone and choose my own support workers - so Iโm very wary about what Iโd be getting into especially if my plan ever changed. Hence ILO.
I donโt really trust the NDIS to be honest. But my disability is degenerative, current housing is substandard and dangerous, and despite trying to transfer for years it is just not likely to happen.
A courier is meant to come today to pick up the old work laptop. I was given the wonderfully specific window of 9:30 to 17:30. Kids are dropped off, I'm about to shower, and I'm ready to hunker down and not go anywhere until he comes to pick it up.
Because you know he'll come if I go outside or the next time I go to the toilet
I finally figured out how to download things from github today properly. I was always going to the source code and thinking I had to download dependencies and compile things.
Turns out you just go to Releases in the sidebar and it's all there. Now I can play the recomped version of Majora's Mask and use the Dark Souls gadget to fight bosses over and over again
I resisted the temptation to sleep in this morning, sleeping felt really good and nice and snuggly but I forced myself awake against every fibre in my body.
Going to be warm one as well today, I wonder if I should treat myself but umming and ahhing about whether or not it'll be wasted money to buy it.
A little Negative Nancy (sorry to any Nancys that may be reading this)
Assignment that was almost seven days overdue is done and submitted. I have no idea where the time went or what I have been doing. All I remember is the stressing.
Two more due end of this week. At least one of them is more or less half done. I'm just worried I won't finish them in time.
I will try my best and use this as a learning experience. I will use myself as an example for my Future Students of What Not To Do.
Then I will be done with uni, climb the Harbour Bridge, and transform into HighExperience2060.
Far out. I was wondering where my catโs treats were if theyโd been delivered and looked back on the security camera. Some dero with alcohol in his hand had come right up to my doorstep to steal my parcel in broad daylight.
So now not only does my cat not have her treats this sketchy guy now has my personal details (potentially including my number or email) and knows a woman lives here. Plus any attempts at identity theft that may follow.
That also might explain another parcel I havenโt received.
Fuck this suburb and fuck these people. Scumbags are just multiplying.
I looked into a parcel locker ages ago but have been putting out fires and didnโt get to it.