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[Sergarr]

I'm getting a hunch that having too much politics is not good for my brain.

[Yoink]

Having trouble finding the full video of Shannon Noll getting arrested, as well as the leadup to it. Too many parody videos in the way.
Maybe I'll just read a news article on it instead...

[spümpkin]

re: headphones

I invested in a good solid Headset (including in-built mic ((which isnt great but its better than nothing because i use a desktop which obviously doesnt come with a mic))) a while ago, and its served me well to this day.

Bluetooth, that is. I've had to charge it... once every few weeks, maybe? For a night or something? It lasts for ages. I use it basically all the time when I'm on my PC and others are in the house (see: basically all the time), and the quality is good, it works fine, runs for ages.

And also, I have this thing where I break corded headphones really easily, through various means. I do a lot of stuff while listening to music, so I have a habit of dropping whatever device im using and the cord jack getting busted >-<.

These ones remove that, which is very convenient.

The quality is always good too, as long as I stay in range. Obviously. Because why would i be listening to music on a device so far away

Also, I wear big headphone earmuffs everywhere because it makes people not expect me to listen, and really completes the 'Please Leave Me To My Own Devices' look. I can't wear headwear with it though, but I usually wear that when out with friends.

[itisnotlogical]

It's almost midnight. My brother's family has been over way too long. I have to get up at 7, preferably earlier. Toddler and newborn are still here, still awake, still loud. They first said goodbyes like half an hour ago.

It is almost midnight. Please go home.

[Yoink]

Had a couple of mildly explosive bowel movements that suggest I've ingested something that's disagreed with me.
I can't think of what it might have been, I haven't eaten anything unusual that I can think of... unless perhaps it was that ginger wine I drank yesterday? Could the ginger content have overwhelmed my poor gut with its mysterious-yet-potent healing properties? Is that a thing that happens?

Maybe I'll feel vastly better than before once I get over the shits. We'll see.


Edit: another, possibly somewhat related mildsad is that I was woken up terribly early (after maybe an hour or two sleep, tops) by either thunder or someone talking in the kitchen. I haven't really been able to get back to sleep- that last "mildly explosive bowel movement" came on just as I was getting close to drifting off, necessitating a leap out of bed and a rush to the toilet.
The problem is, I'm supposed to be trekking across town to the other side of the city to inspect a room this morning.
Some hairy public transport shenanigans need to transpire for me to get there, including a bus ride in an unfamiliar area which means a risk of me missing my stop. On top of that, obviously I have to try and make a good impression on my potential housemates at the other end-- heck, interacting with strangers is stressful enough normally. Being sleep-deprived won't help with any of this.

Perhaps I will just have to drink more coffee than usual and buy some Monster on the way. That always works.

[Arx]

Gah, dealing with people is horrible. Particularly where employment is involved. I don't want to strand this potential employer, but equally I don't want them to casually manipulate me into feeling I need to help them or they'll go down as a way of securing my service. Why do I do this to myself?

[TheBiggerFish]

*hugs Arx*

Wish I had advice for you.

[TD1]

I have advice, but it involves copper wire and ten thousand volts.

[TheBiggerFish]

Ouch.

[Pancaek]

-snip- on second thought, this was more of a WTF thing. My bad.

[itisnotlogical]

Tried to figure out the online healthcare application. Of course, there's a step where I have to call another person at another computer, because if I can lie on the web form then surely there's no way I could lie on a phone call. Only the government would create an automated web application, then force you to depend on another human being with specific days and office hours anyway. What a joke.

They couldn't identify me, probably because I don't have any credit history (that was one of the things they mentioned on the phone). So now I get to fill out a huge ass paper application, and buy another printer ink cartridge.

Whether the application's online or on paper though, I can look forward to it being "in processing" for ten months and nobody telling me until I go to the hospital with a tumor in my eye or something.

[Arx]

I have advice, but it involves copper wire and ten thousand volts.

As tempting as just tasing him is, I think I'll settle for the slightly less illegal alternative of telling him if his company drops the ball again I'm out.

[Eric Blank]

Get home 30 minutes late and mum has a screaming fucking tantrum about how I never listen or do anything or do anything right and how horrible it is that I didn't get hired until just this wednesday.

Welcome home

And since ive been looking at offers for shared housing lately, the only ones in range of where I'll be working and within my budget is with some 19yr old girl who wouldnt be comfortable living with males, a Christian family offering only board for a woman to live in their basement with their daughter, a handful of men asking for females, including two offering to accept rent in sex (yes, really), an ad that is obviously a scam (very common in this area) and a couple more offering rooms for fellow gay men, although they're both reasonably priced and I might be able to squeeze in regardless. Maybe I can move back in with my ex-coworkers and just drive the extra distance, but I'd definitely not have any disposable income.

[Yoink]

Wow, that sounds even worse than the selection on offer in my current house-hunt.
Maybe I'll move to your continent!

[Yoink]

Oh yeah, and: ANXIETY.
Sorry for the double post, I'm on my phone.