I have no idea mate. I got a sms on Friday to say it's been dispatched then it arrived today by my trusty local postie.
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Oh, I thought the passports were sent with tracking. If you got the notification it was being delivered, then it probably was being sent with tracking. If you don't have an auspost account, it can be worth creating one because it'll try and use your details to match parcels to your account if the parcel is eligible for tracking, even if you were never informed of the tracking number. It uses your name, address, email, and whatever else is on the parcel to try and link it to you
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I had my care team meeting today. I think it went pretty well. It was fun watching the shitshow of blame games, as well as the external people who just seemed shocked this happened at all. It looks like my org will reimburse me for the security camera and door alarms though, so that's useful. It didn't actually cross my mind that I could probably either make them buy it, or to just reimburse me for it later. One of my support people in the meeting was just like "so let me get this straight: you purchased cameras and alarms to keep yourself safe, with your own money, even though it's their fault you have to worry about your safety in the first place?"
From tonight there's no more overnight workers which means I'm on my own again. I'm not feeling unsafe or scared anymore, I feel like even if he does come back, I can handle it. But after thinking on it more, I don't think he's the type who would come back. I mean, he broke into my room while I was away and only did it before he moved out, even though it's probably a logical fallacy on my part, that kind of just seems like cowardice. Plus, if he was planning on coming back, he probably would've by now
If you were an adult, I'd tell you to go to the ABC with this clusterfuck. Save it for when you're safe, though, this crap needs to be exposed ugh.
I'm glad you're feeling better and safer. I hope things keep improving for you! You're incredibly kind and smart :)
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Hmm... Well, I'll see the area manager tomorrow afternoon, he'll probably tell me he's sorry for what happened but also it's not actually his fault at all and in a roundabout way, it's actually my fault. But that's probably about it
Made it in for a bit but was too much got out straight away:
Wasn't the size of the waves but the power in them was impressive. Zero people walking their doggos heh.
Through to an interview with second preference job, Friday lunchtime. I've already done online testing with great results and submitted a five minute video. I'm hoping this is more of a formality at this point. I am a great candidate
I could wear make-up and curl my hair,
Commence my glow-up and start to care,
I'd colour myself amongst the rainbow,
But what for and why? I don't know.
I want to be pretty like the girls on the net,
But I feel quite petty when my eyes set
Upon my face and the way it exists.
But what for and why? It just is.
Is it the web that makes me feel so bad?
All the cute girls on the street, I feel so sad.
I'm sure if I tried, I'd look like a queen,
But what for and why, so I could be seen?
I don't crave attention, I'll promise you that,
I like staying home with my coffee and cat,
Should I do it for me, and try to be pretty?
But what for and why? Now I sound petty.
Work all week. Spend weekend recovering from exhaustion. Repeat. Life not very satisfying ☹️. At least my cat naps on the bed with me.
I'm gonna go find some lamb shanks and if I don't find them Ima gonna chuck a mini tantrum in the meat department of Coles.
I just accidentally replied to a work text message in all caps. Realised just as I hit send. oops. Maybe I can blame the cat.
It's ok, turns out they were too distracted by the typo in their own message to notice me yelling at them.
Hey Baku! Was up early - I am going to a virtual conference in USA time later this week and trying to get myself to wake up at 3am for a few days as training. Hope you have a mre settled week this week 🤞🏻
It's an ecological conference in the states ( I do quite a bit of environmental work as part of my job). Am looking forward to lots of ideas but not the 3am starts
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WHERE IS THE GRAVY? I WANT GRAVY! Chef, I've supported you for a long time, and this is a major disappointment. The calamari can go hang - please please please gimme gravy with my chicken-fried steak! recipie Yes I know its bad for me - is that enough to please 🦑?
Was pinned by the cats before, hope it's not too late for the food truck?
Eggs benedict and a large flat white plz chef.
Can I please get some paella, churros and bottle of your most expensive Spanish wine thanks.
Woke up to 6, got ready for work only to realise it's Monday and not Tuesday (my in office day). About to have a serious midday nap
Defs jumping in da ocean for the sunset swim tonight.
Last time it was like that was in Jan. and it was extremely humbling.
woke up at one point last night on my side, knees at a 90 degree angle with a pillow in between, feet resting on the spaces between the ball and heels and fingers interlocked. Ontop of this rain was pelting the brick wall behind my head and I have to say it was the most comfortable I've been in a LONG time.
Every nerve is fried. My heart is beating so fast, and the nerves in my neck twinge. I teleport around the apartment, quantum, fleeting. Electricity courses through my body in waves.
SNRI withdrawal is wild. 3/10, do not recommend. (A 3, because sometimes it feels like my brain is in freefall and it's almost pleasant).
I'll be fine, I have the meds now. The woes of executive dysfunction and supporting a local pharmacy that closes on Sundays. 🤦♀️
My one last morning volunteer shift is tomorrow, so up at 4am, off at 6am, start at 8am, finish at 12pm, should be home by 2ish-pm. Rest. Cleanup Wednesday in prep for MIL visit from Perth. Then TAFE on Thursday and Friday.
This turned into a ramble. Enjoy lol
SNRI withdrawal rates 0/10 in my books. I remember having constant brain zaps and feeling like a completely out of control bag of volatile emotions. Probably nothing about it felt good because it fucked up work so badly. Hope you manage to get back on track asap. I would risk going to a chain pharmacy to avoid SNRI withdrawals in the future...
Hope you feel better ❤️ I've had the "brain zaps" before and it was super unpleasant.
Ty 💜💜💜 It's not my favourite experience, that's for sure. Not even in my Top 50.
But least it isn't painful, just unpleasant as you said
Sorry for how you’re feeling. I’ve heard withdrawal symptoms can be awful.
I hope you feel better soon!
My daily rant as an old person.
Using the words Processing and Unpacking when speaking or writing of thoughts.
I truly dislike these words because it turns people into machines, into objects. It's how a psychopath wants you to think about yourself and events. They want to define how you think and feel.
People reflect on events and feel emotions, they don't process. When you use the wrong word/idea you distance yourself from who you are.
People think about their lives and events, they may or may not think in an analytical way, they don't unpack. I unpack my groceries and when I do I'm not analysing what they are, how and why I bought them, the origin of the groceries, I'm not trying to make a narrative that makes sense, I'm not relating my groceries to other groceries. I'm just picking them up and putting them away.
When unpacking I usually circle back, touch base and re-process, re-pack then if the synergistic ducks are in a row it'll be all blue skies.
The only time I use process is when someone tells me some really big news and immediately wants an answer. I'll reply with "um give me some time to process that".
Agreed! So much more is involved in reflection than just "unpack/process". I'm not "putting away" my thoughts, nor am I "processing" them like a warehouse. Sure, one can make a metaphor for how the brain stores memories (short and long-term, and how that can be disrupted, the effects of such disruption, etc) to how a warehouse stores stock or moves it. But as with all metaphors, they are lacking in a fundamental way: they discount the humanness of thinking and memories. The process of remembering and mindfulness is less a straight line of "A follows B follows C follows D...", and more akin to "A reminds me of F, and I feel X about that, but maybe I should think about D and how it relates to L and I can use that if I encounter G...".
Thinking of us as machines, well, dehumanises us lol.
I might do a little rummaging around to find out when that terminology first arose and who is responsible and why.
I admit manipulation of language and beliefs bother me.
I unfortunately use these kinds of words as a result of working at a community organisation that was run by an interlinking system of committees. There used to be a lot of meetings, and people padded out their conshy sounding contributions with the sort of language that adds absolutely no meaning. Honestly the joint was a bit like a cult and it took me a long time to deprogram myself.
> Using the words Processing and
> Unpacking when speaking or
> writing of thoughts
>
> I truly dislike these words
> because it turns people into
> machines
I feel the same. Same thing also with the word "content". If I write something, like an article or whatever, I did not "produce" anything, and certainly not "content". Even this little mastodon comment here, silly as it may be, is not "content". It's something I've written where I (a human!) expressed some thoughts.
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@Seagoon_
been thinking a lot about Marshall McLuhan recently
funny, he was such a big deal in his final decade,then as soon as he died, the 'media', -who couldn't get enough of him- suddenly just shut up and neatly put aside everything they had gleaned, nearly erasing him
movable type, every 'e' looks like every other 'e'
folks stopped seeing, and only read
society writ-large 'oh what if we made people just like movable type?'
machine tools, movable, replace when worn out,
@briongloid
@Seagoon_ it's possible that you're unaware that "unpack" came into this kind of discourse as a term from the 1988 essay "Unpacking the Invisible Knapsack," which is about deconstructing white privilege
https://admin.artsci.washington.edu/sites/adming/files/unpacking-invisible-knapsack.pdf