Paramore - Paramore In Australia and New Zealand 2023 - Brisbane, Australia - November 22nd, 2023
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Saw Paramore a couple of days ago and they were fantastic. Plus I didn’t get rained out this time lmao
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Not even twenty minutes into the start of shift, and SOMETHING has gone wrong in the building, shutting down all conveyor belts B[
Is gonna be One Of Those Days, I can feel it in my flat feet already
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sooooooooo the carer who came around to help Tuesday A) didn’t and B) complained about having COVIDy symptoms, so I was happy to have him sit where I wasn’t
then he comes around the next day to transport me to an appointment and…well, shit. First I was hit with his deodorant, which is a chalky nothing that chokes the throat. It’s in my notes to not wear that stuff on account of the throat choking. He’d done it a few times before, but managed to convince me it was something outside, but two days in a row when it’s only him? Aha, no. I called him out, he denied it, then escalated it by ‘acknowledging’ that I think I smell something. I went NC with my mum over this gaslighting shit, so I was fucking livid.
But I had to go to this appointment. Worked up, I forgot shit like a mask, or the ability to send him away and switch it to a Telehealth appointment. During the appointment (so I had a witness) I called the office and asked if someone else could pick me up. I was not feeling safe. This request was denied and I had to drive back with him - AFTER THEY’D CALLED HIM TO LET HIM KNOW I ASKED TO BE DRIVEN BY SOMEBODY ELSE.
Public transport was available. My body’s tolerance for it was not. (Also, I didn’t want to risk catching something. 🫠)
Thursday, a lovely woman comes to help. She has COPD. Suffice to say, I consider it imperative that my white ass hikikomori-appropriating reclusiveness riddled ass not be exposed to bugs when it can be helped. I felt a tickle in my throat, did a RAT. It came back negative, but caused a nosebleed.
I call my nosebleeds ‘Centralia nosebleeds’ because they happen with little to no outside red stuff and for a very long time. (Unlike the Centralia fire, they are very tiny.) I thought it was probable (due to past experience) that the exposure to the deodorant caused a nosebleed first, which caused the tickle in the throat…so I let my carer in.
Today I am fucked up, matching the symptoms the guy complained about Tuesday, and I had to cancel one of my favourites from showing up, and because I’m recovering from the nosebleed I can’t do another test.
I’m very despondent. My support coordinator is useless at best - left me hanging two months to find a doctor for a lump in my hand before telling me ‘that’s not my job’ - and constantly getting dates and times for services wrong. I have zero faith in her, but there’s always something of greater importance to address when contacting the office, and they hang up after the one thing is done.
I cannot go anywhere else because the NDIA coordinator was given just enough funding to move me to an LAC and ran out of funding somehow before that happened. There’s no one to talk to about it, and if there is everyone’s happy to keep me in the dark.
I just feel like I’m a government money mine, and they’re not supporting me well enough to avoid a collapse. Not even close.
Anyway, that’s why I resubbed to DashPass. Drowning my sorrows in lasagna topper.
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My probably ADHD ass managed to lose track of my good Bluetooth earbuds a few days ago. Had a partial freak out because I couldn't find them, bought some cheap $12 ones from a drug store and was bemoaning my loss of decent connectivity and sound. A few minutes ago my phone AUTO CONNECTED to the lost pair that miraculously hadn't lost their charge, and I was able to blast "ten hour screaming cowboy" at max volume until I echolocated my scatterbrained ass around my house and found them hidden under kiddo's superhero cape.
There's no point to this story, just thought it was chuckle worthy.
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Me: *writes multi chapter fanfic of sentient robots in the future plowing a goth chick*
Husband: *reads chapter 8*
Husband: *get to the part of a mall arcade still existing*
Husband: This is so unrealistic…
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This weekend I am gonna crawl into a hole (my flat) and I ain't leaving til someone comes with a crowbar and pops me out of said hole (flat).
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*chuckles* I'm in danger
Farm-sitting for a friend this weekend. Her husband found an abandoned puppy in their back field yesterday. The local animal shelter is full, the small children are already attached, friend asked if I would be okay managing an extra critter until they get back.
Sure, no problem, I can handle one stray pup just fine-
Oh
Oh no
...think I'm getting attached too
Y'all if they don't keep this dog I might take her home myself
This is NOT what I signed up for
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