local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Another forced relocation, address a secret The first couple of weeks I seemed to have a lot of things go missing, but then get returned, so I'm not entirely sure whether they were actually stolen, or I was just stressed from the move and couldn't find them but and then later saw them? I'm thinking probably the stress factor because having to move yet again and dealing with all the same issues have just been horrendous. This is forced move number 8, since 2018. (8 in 7 years) I've been here a couple of months and the only thing that has been taken as far as I know now is 1 and 1/4 kilos of kangaroo meat, out of my freezer, so this is a common thing that gets stolen, whenever I buy kangaroo meat a portion of it gets stolen, constantly - it started when I was living at Colosseum, and I think wildlife carers steal it, or somebody steals it for wildlife carers. There was another thing and after actually I talked about this issue and uploaded a snake video onto YouTube, and then my whole YouTube account was deleted, so it was stolen as well. stolen. (And there's definitely no violations, they have no right to delete it, they just did; someone must've asked them to do it, and they said, like good little dog doggies, "okay sure." There's so many problems with the.com industry, the whole thing is just a big bunch of thieves. Well, I guess that's no different than the television industry, or my neighbours at pretty much every address I've lived at for the past 18 years. When I moved to Sarina range Road, nothing was taken the first three months, it was only really after "Danielle" my next-door neighbour moved in that I had things go missing, which I've written about extensively on those pages. So, I'm just waiting for something to go missing from this address aside from kangaroo meat. I don't know how they got in to steal the kangaroo meat, I think it must've been before I put the patio locks on the back door, they must have a key for the back door? I put patio locks on, and they are brilliant, I should've done that on every address. Although I did go to the doctors for a skin check they texted me and asked me to do it as it was free, I said yes, but the 6 receptionist were behaving like a bunch of fucking dogs, and kept me waiting for half an hour, it was half an hour, because after half an hour, I would have left, so dogs being dogs, decided that they didn't want me to leave, and I went through with the appointment. But I'm fairly certain, in that period of waiting, they organized a theft at my house, that was the point of keeping me there. It was probably that kangaroo meat, in which case they have a copy of my key. And I know Apple are in cahoots with thieving dogs, because they can switch my cameras off (I use my iPad as a security cam on the front door.) Do you think anyone is possible going to believe me (aside from Australia post!). Oh, and possible an organic apple was taken from fridge, but can't be sure about that - I mean who keeps track of all food in fridge? nuts. This morning, around 7am, I did see something a little weird in the misty morning, it was like a person dressed in a long white dress ducked into the bushes, and someone turned up at the neighbours early in the morning just before, and near where I saw someone duck into the bushes - across from my driveway. So, I'm not sure what's going on there, but I'm keeping a vigil on the house today. (Do they know about the bush mites here! TROMBICULIDAE) Could be YouTube related because it was yesterday that they deleted my YouTube account. So, I'm hoping I won't have to update this page any more - such wishful thinking. Oh, and I've had retailers stealing from me since I've moved here, they are listed on the stolen items list on page one. 2. Another frozen pet food STOLEN out of my freezer out of my locked house when I was out. It was stolen by bimbo women who wear hot pink. Someone told me it was RSPCA dogs?? What the! Thought they were the good guys! It could've been stolen yesterday 1st September, as there were heaps of women wearing hot pink, out n about on my trip to red letter box, and they also have hot pink on their car. Do you know; it's such a bloody nuisance purchasing this, I've gotta drive all the way up to Mackay, just to get pet meat, because nobody locally sells roo mince. And you know, if I only purchased a small amount of meat, like 1 or 2 every 2-4 days, the thief would not steal it then, as they would be “dog satisfied” that with 1 or 2, I was not being greedy (seriously – I am learning how the ‘stupid dog thieves’ think as they have stolen so much over the years – I can assure you they are VERY STUPID). But I have to buy in bulk, so I don't have to drive to Mackay every 3rd day, and spend hundreds of dollars on petrol, - so stupid female dog sees I have heaps, and thinks she's entitled to steal it - this is how they think, they think they're entitled to my food, as I have more than 1 or 2 - spoilt little shits, raised by BIMBO MOTHERS, and who still need a mother - useless women. Also, I don't know if this is related, but this is happening again at this new address, it happened once or twice before, and that is; some of my neighbours in the vicinity, have slight mental health problems in regards to noise. When they hear a loud noise, they start doing reflections, as in, the copy the loud noise, banging or whatever it was, and bang ‘back at me’, or whoever is making the noise – but it is mostly me they antagonize. They think as the reason why I was banging in the first place was because of them! such vanity. I mean the fact that I'm doing something that is none of their concern (like hammering a nail in my cupboard or whatever), has got nothing to do with them, but it's like they take it personally that I'm banging, to deliberately disturb them. And so much so, they think I'm doing this deliberately, that they wreak revenge, and possibly they could be the ones stealing food out of my freezer?? I mean I'm not 100% sure of this, because the food stealing only began when I moved to Queensland and had neighbours in close proximity. - Someone later told me it is the Gladstone then Mackay police who are stealing my food, the ones at Gladstone moved up to Mackay when I moved; so, they could continue stealing my food – I fully believe this to be true, I am having extreme police problems re stealing from me – they are the thieves. Before, when I didn't have any relatively close neighbours, on the farm, I still had many items taken, but I was never aware that food was taken (even though I had an extra freezer because I hardly ever went into town shopping). So no food from my fridge or freezer was taken while I lived at Rangari. It is only QLD retards stealing my food. And possibly animal carer related. So aside from kangaroo meat and chicken breasts being stolen out of my freezer, they steal good things, so if I buy a treat for myself, something of exceptional quality, or if I make something, that’s especially good, they steal it. Also, a lot of food is going missing from my grocery deliveries. Like they refuse to deliver my mince meat – so infuriating for half my groceries just not arrive with the supermarket saying “out of stock”. I have literally had to delete my grocery list at Coles – because they steal every item on it. So in order for someone to do that, they would be constantly MONITORING ALL THE FOOD that I purchase and anything that comes into my unit. They are fully sick and obsessed, and should rack the hell off; are we married? Do we have any kind of relationship at all you deluded jealous idiot? NO WE DON’T, so rack off. I think the police are stealing food before deliveries since I put in so many complaints of stolen items – food jealousy by 3rd born police. 5. There is too much crime in this world to breed. I put this on FB, for all the house wives on FB who don’t know how sneaky thieves are. Chips and scratches in phone suddenly appeared mysteriously This is my new phone, although you wouldn't think it by looking at it would you? when I received it last month, there was no scratches, no chips, it was a perfectly "new" phone - although it was a second handphone from ebay (seller gooploo). Now, I have NOT dropped my new phone. Plus, it's in a leather case. When I received it last month, I remember thinking 'how can someone keep their phone in such good order, because there were no scratches on it at all.' Whenever I receive a new device I always take a photo of the serial number, however in this case I forgot. So as far as I'm concerned, there are only two options that might have happened here, 1; it was stolen and replaced with a scratched-up phone, or 2; the seller has put a resin coating on top of this phone to hide all of the scratches and chips, and a month later, the resin coating has been exposed? I’m not sure if this is possible, but I suspect it is. Now about the phone swapping, this has actually happened to me before; another time, a few years ago, I did not forget to take a photograph of the serial number, (on 2 devices actually), and when I checked them one day, the serial numbers were completely different from the one that I had purchased! so when they swapped them over I didn't actually notice. They could've swapped it over any time before then and a 12-month period? BUT, at the time, that television show Superman was on, I was quite enjoying it, but the girl, the blonde girl who stars in it was doing signs that she knows how to swap out phones. I wasn't too perturbed by it because people do signs all the time, but then in 2024 when I purchased a new phone from ebay AND once again there was some movie I was watching, on YouTube this time, and there was the old set from Superman, with characters looking the same too, and again, doing phone signs. So I would say Apple are the biggest thieves ever; they have contacts on eBay and in the television industry, who work in cahoots to steal Apple products, by manner of SWAPPING. So the television industry is full of criminals. It's a little strange that they get to make shows for people and steal from them at the same time; who the hell do they think they are? Someone needs to put a bullet to that girls ear. And everyone else associated with it - that's what they deserve for stealing like this, a bullet to the ear. Btw, I have also had Marigold seeds ‘swapped’ out for a different variety (photo of that on my blog) Plus Coles Gala Apples were swapped out for a granny smith type apples, and organic / not organic, there are probably heaps of other examples I could give you if I thought about some more. It’s a thing for stupid blonde bimbos to do -they are obsessed with this “fun thing” to do of swapping – so stupid. THE STUPIDITY AMONGTS BLONDES IS REAL. (But don’t worry stupid blondes, Dolly Pardon will come to your rescue). Now you think, I would just be able to report this crime to the police, and the police would be able to take care of it -don't you? But NO, members of the public, this is not what the police can do - they cannot do anything about these kinds of crimes, they are way too SMALL, way too small-minded, to do something about this, plus they don't even think “signs” are real - because they can't see them - they're so fucking blind it's a joke. And even worse, if anyone tells them about signs, then they'll accuse them of being crazy, and lock them up, literally in a mental asylum (they are called Mental health units these days), but, I mean, pretty much EXACTLY the same manner as they did on that television show Superman! The irony is just ABSURD. This is what they are doing in 2024. Stupid police. Stupid oppression. Because of this factor in life – you should NOT be having kids, until they fix it. World wide collaboration. { This is politicians biggest fear; that there's not going to be enough babies; look at all the immigrants that they're letting into this country, so disgracefully, increasing the population to absurd numbers so they can geta good price on investment house. So I can assure you, if there was a “worldwide collaboration”, they would actually do something about this crime - for fear of no more babies! 5. Masks are for US If you mow the lawns, you should be wearing a mask. If you chainsaw, you should be wearing a mask. If you do poison spraying, you should be wearing a mask. If you go up into an attic space, you should be wearing a mask. If you're in a situation where you can smell petrol fumes from a petrol/diesel driven engine, you should be wearing a mask. If you make a cut or are sanding plywood, or mdf/craftwood, you should be wearing a mask. If you're painting or cleaning with chemicals, you should be wearing a mask I can't believe in Queensland, no one gives a toss about these basic safety standards when dealing with toxic carcinogenic particles (especially council workers; don't you have any rules on this kind of thing). Be responsible for your own lungs, don’t wait for someone to order you to do it. (the mask in the picture is not available in Australia, but it is the best on the market for disposable masks, having the best seal to face). I was again prompted to rewrite this and upload it due to lately observing men; gardeners and council workers, spraying poisons in my vicinity, not only NOT giving a dam about my health, but they themselves not wearing a mask for their own protection. 6. Old lady trying out escooter in Mackay - and guess what? they stolE from me - what a shocker!! i did a quick vid review, plus Later as I was editing, (because before it was really long - I condensed it), I saw that car in the car park next to mine, it looks like an old single cab Toyota Hilux (?), and I'm pretty sure that car - I have seen it numerous occasions and the person who owns it or drives it, is stalking me, so next time I'll have to get their number plate. I think that person might have something to do with the reason why they wouldn't switch to the scooter on ?? they wanted to muck it up somehow, Sabotage - this happens a lot. An element of true evil out there in Mackay Queensland Australia - following me around - that person, I think is a girl BELONGS IN JAIL. 6. New Hat Stolen, taken from car, Friday morning, parked at the Sarina Beach Club “My hat was stolen from my locked car parked outside Sarina Beach Surf club on Friday between 10-11am, (Nov 2024) have you seen it? It’s is extremely recognizable – I purchased it from the servo, and I covered it in pink fabric -it still has pins in it on top, as I had not finished sewing it (!) I know someone will recognize it when the silly little thief wears it. Please contact me or the police if you see it, better yet - get it back off them, any means necessary! The police have been advised already, and 2 female suspects have been given.” That was the little blurb I put next to a photo of my hat that was stolen, on Facebook. I had a bit of a mixed response from people, some people thought it was a great idea to post the photo, while other people were completely offended and angry by the post of a stolen hat! {Possibly it is those people who actually stole it, were the “offended”, but one of my groups banned me from the group for the post (my local Sarina Community Group), so poo poo to those 4 small minded and easily manipulated admin. I've taken their names down for future reference. (Lee Ross, Aleesha Birch, Kirstie Ross, Katherine Oake) Anyway, one of the people on Facebook asked me why anyone would nick my hat and so I composed a list of reasons that I immediately thought of as a response; Well, let me think now, ok, any number of reasons: 1 - No reason except took it because they could, it was the one large visible object inside my car. A thrill steal. 2 - They wanted the hat; planned and pre-meditated theft, as I had a daily ritual involving my hat, so a stalking theft. 3 - It is a very large pink hat, and as I used to wear it daily in public, someone who doesn't like the colour pink or the fact that it was so large, was so offended by this hat, that they stole it. 4 - Someone saw me second-guessing myself that day and decided to teach me a lesson. An unwanted predator narcissist theft. 5 - A retarded council worker related theft, due to the complaint I had just made about the garbage trucks littering as they drive from bin to bin (The trucks aren't covered at the top and so the lightweight rubbish flies out and lands on the side of the road - like a lot of rubbish flies out.) 6 - A tourist (a cunt) who has previously stolen from me at another address, may just have stopped by and wanted to dysfunctional tell me that they are in the area. I'm pretty sure I could think of more reasons; I'm a fairly creative person. But ultimately how should I know the mind of a stupid thief? I don't! I am so different from a "stupid thief", that I can only guess why they would take something so unique. So that was my response, then I got comments from other people, who thought of some more: 1 - I am “Miss goody two shoes”, so that very fact pissed them off, and wanted to take their feelings of inadequacy about themselves, out on me by stealing from me. 2 - stole it because the colour pink represents female, and they hate women, so stole it. 3 - The "stupid drunk" reason. (Although it was at 10 o'clock in the morning.) 4 - Stolen it because I was in control of my life, so, was there that day, as that’s what I wanted. And some people think that's wrong, and that a man should be in control of me (!). So, they stole it (can you believe that one, if that’s true: ahhhh COMPLETE MORON with the extreme psychological problems). 5 - there are some people in society who have a personality trait still not quite evolved, and are dog-like, and so a "dog" has picked up on my scent, and has not liked it, and has so stolen my hat. (Not necessarily talking about a literal scent, more like intangible scent). 6 - On that particular day, back in November, it was more windy than usual, and if I had a worn my pink hat, it would've blown off for sure - I may have even lost it in the water! So, maybe, someone was trying to be "helpful", and stole it so I wouldn't wear it and lose it ! Lol 7 – stolen by Mackay council staff who were in the area at that time, as they are people who are cocky enough to steal in that manner. I just like to comment on the “goody two shoes”. I feel like I AM ACTUALLY this way! Because I have so many people trying “to get me”, like sabotage, it happens ALL THE TIME; banning from my local group is a perfect example, but I am pretty sure Centrelink have a red flag next to my name to indicate “DO NOT BOTHER INVESTIGATING if member of the public put in a complaint of some sort”. - So many people trying “to get me”. – oh, if only I were paranoid! It's like I have been forced to be prim and proper all the time! Bloody cunts! (I found swearing to be an especially good weapon, they really hate it.) However, I don't drink, I never have my whole adult life, I personally think people who drink are pretty much non-thinkers, and that is the reason they drink – they don’t want to think. (Big problem in Australia). T-H-I-N-K So, knowing how many people drink in Australia especially, I can see why some people would have a problem with my attitude, because I really have no tolerance for drunks, and even people who drink not to the point of inebriation, but are still slightly intoxicated, those people are unbearable; you're trying to talk and they're pretty much are antagonistic, rude and have no patience or tolerance. So, I stand by my “goody two shoes” attitude. If you're a pathetic drunk you are flawed, with only yourself to blame. There is an easy remedy, even if you're forced to go and slug it out every day, day after day, doing the same thing, working with a bunch of arseholes - you can still remedy everything. By the way, my secret feelings and attitude towards the person who stole this hat; I wish them dead. I wish I had a drone assassinator, so I could put a bullet in their ear. I'm not sure what you make of that goody two shoes response, but this is my general feelings towards anyone who steals from me. I should add here, when it was taken I was parked between two cars, one red and one white, the person driving the white car I saw; they were a couple, the boy was extremely skinny and had a bright blue hat, he looked way too young to have girl friend, he looked like a child. But was holding hands with the driver, whilst doing weird things with his bright blue hat as I walked back to the car. I later saw him on a tradie Facebook group in Mackay, and asked the person who posted it about the hat, I checked out their profile too - their profile was dodgy, looked like a fake girls name. plus “I don't know anything” response. So, it could've been them. However, I suspect they were in cahoots with the person in the red car who was the person who actually stole it, because whenever I have things stolen I'm always seeing a girl in a red car - I would go so far as to say, if you see a girl driving a red car, you can assume that she is a little thief. It seems red is the colour choice of a female bimbo thieves when it come to cars. There were also 2 women at the surf club, one appeared to be possibly from Council, the other one appeared to be the cleaner down there. I possibly think they are all in cahoots with the theft of my hat? I took a screenshot of the girls name who posted in the Mackay trading group it's a fake name and her profile picture shows five different people. If anyone would like to see it please PM me. The main photo was a photo of a short blonde bimbo on the phone. Update: due to my persistency on Facebook about this hat. There was an attempt to return it to me!; I received a personal message late Juanuary, stating they have seen a pink hat in the grass near Gum Street. Unfortunately, the message was sent early Jan, but for some reason (possible FB IT Nerd sabotage?) I received it some weeks after it was sent, so, by the time I went there to check, alas, I discovered the remains of my hat; (see photo), it had been mown over. ☹️ So even though it was not a good outcome I'm very impressed that somebody saw it and contacted me - thank you so much to that person (Peta). Possibly the thief has decided with all of the hoopla I kicked up about this, on Facebook; it was not safe to wear, (!), and so they have just thrown it out the window of their car (?). Did not even have the decency to return it. That thief is going to be in "karmic debt" to me now. You really have to think before you act. 👉 7. Passive Aggressive Dogs on FB still Playing Sides At the moment I have narcissistic STALKERS stalking me on Facebook marketplace. A few weeks ago, they set up a situation to try and “play sides”. They are the “dogs who play sides”. And so what happened is that I arranged to meet someone (Nguyen Thuy) at their unit to get some free Vietnamese mint, and when I went there, turns out the person didn't give me the unit number, they just said they lived above the bakery, so I go the unit above the bakery, this Asian guy answered, said “oh you don't really want to talk to them but you're after the person who lives in number 1, you have to go up the other end.” So, I go up the other end, you have to go around the back, found number 1, and guess what? there was no one home! I was so pissed off. I sent them message, no response suddenly. But at the back door was the Vietnamese mint, plus an empty plastic pot, and a spade, so I'm thinking they must've just left this out for me just in case they weren't home. So, I got some, a small section of their large tub, and left (plus I left a bag of fruit at their back door, as I don't like to leave people with nothing, I left some fancy acha-cha fruit for them, probably a dozen in a plastic bag). So, I get home and there’s a message from some other girl at Sarina, Zoe Verdonk who I had contacted in regards to a cycad; she had ignored my message from days before, then her latest message now was ‘too late!’ I can't remember her exact words but she was rude, and I immediately knew she was DOG. (I had a childhood dog, named Zoe, a Labrador). So, then I got a message from Nguyen Thuy who accuses me of stealing! Unbelievable. You know, I think the young man who I spoke to at the top of the stairs above the bakery, was Nguyen Thuy, and when he saw me he just pretended that he wasn't the person. An arsehole. But, get this, there’s more: my landlord starts acting really weird when I get home (I stopped by there first. So, I suspect now this was a whole plan by the dogs to try to play sides against my landlord, to try and get me kicked out like what they do with every landlord I have. Fuck off with your passive aggressive theft accusations. The whole community is the one who's stealing from me - don't try and turn it around the other way! So typical of a narcissistic. I will be doing my best not to go back into Sarina they are a bunch of thieving dogs.. Seriously, that town has got some major problems going on. And now I know why there's so many people I've encountered who have said in a kind of ‘turned up their nose’ fashion ‘ooh no, we're not from Sarina.’ I will include our messenger conversation as proof – I am not making this up: 8 February 8 Feb 2025, 16:45 Nguyen · Blocked This is called Vietnamese coriander You sent That’s what some call, it it’s also known as Vietnamese mint; tomatoes tomatoes! Anyway, I would like to grow some of this, do you think next time I go into town you could dig me up some with some roots, and I can put it in a plastic bag and take it home? - unless you already have some potted up? Nguyen · Blocked Yes I will give free for you, if you want You sent I could swap you, if you want a Mulberry tree? Nguyen · Blocked Thank you, but i don't need it because live in unit, I can't plant big tree Where do you live? You sent I live in Paradise! I'll give you another PM when I know when I'm due in town next, actually I don't have to go in very often, but I've got a doctors appointment coming up soon. You sent 👍 You sent Hello are you going to be home tomorrow afternoon? I thought I would stop by and get some Vietnamese Mint, (Vietnamese coriander). Maybe around 4 o'clock? Nguyen · Blocked Yes, sure You sent Ah wonderful, what's the address? Nguyen · Blocked My address: 9 broad street, Sarina You sent Are you above the bakery? Nguyen · Blocked Yes, correct 9. I'm fairly certain that my seeds were once again stolen, from my beautiful giant Celosia.If you've read my blog, you’d be familiar with my story about how all my red giant celosia seeds were stolen at kookaburra Park, Gin Gin (by little bimbos), I went on and on, whingeing and whingeing, moaning and moaning about it, because I've been saving those seeds all that time, I just love them, and I wanted to sow them (and they're extremely rare, you can't purchase them). So, in 2022, I purchased what was available, a different species of Celosia, I planted them up and they were completely disappointing, small, mostly yellow, and flame like in flower structure, not round ball at all. (I put in complaint to the supplier, saying that their seeds were inferior!), anyway, at my next address, in a pot plant, you wouldn't believe it (pretty much in the same way they first started growing for me back in Melbourne), a Celosia popped up in my purple planter, and it was an absolute stunning – as this one was not red, but pink. I've never seen pink forms. I don't know whether this is an act of God, or someone who's breeding this plant put one in my pot planter (?) which actually wouldn't surprise me, I have a lot of show-offs in my life who cross my path. So, I nurtured this plant, and when it was time to pick it, I carefully hung it upside down to dry to collect the seeds from. It was hanging in my big open area space, because it needed somewhere airy where it wouldn't go mouldy. So whilst I always keep my house locked, even when I do the washing or gardening, one time I had to go to the doctors, and when I came back home, opened my locked door, I looked at that bag hanging up and thought it was different, something had changed about it, I wasn't really sure, I couldn't put my finger on it, but I know now that it would have been stolen then while I was at the doctors. This is quite typical of when I go to the doctors, I have things stolen, I think it's the doctors receptionist, they know I'm there so the house is empty - so they steal. I think what's even more sinister, is that they have taken my seeds and replaced the existing seeds with inferior Celosia, because I have since sown some of those seeds that I collected from that bag, and they're just starting to flower now, and I can see they are completely different: half of them a yellow, half of them is have no flower at all, and some are flame flowers. It's very disappointing. And obvious that they are not from that seed head, as I have seen these seeds quite a few times before, and they did always come true from seed. However, I mean, because I've never seen a pink variation, maybe this is a cultivar that some plant breeder has done, in which case the seeds of the first generation would be completely different, infact it's most likely that they will be completely different, if it's first generation. I mean the term ‘heirloom’ vegetable gets its name from old varieties that have been around for so many years that the genetics are guaranteed to be the same. Some people might not even understand the term heirloom. Well, if that's true then only time will tell, because sooner or later I will get the same big pink flower, if indeed they were NOT SWAPPED over. There were sirens when I discovered these stolen – fake ambulance sirens. And I know I have jealous women who may have thought or even seen someone ’adding’ that cultivar to my planter, and so thinks that I am not entitled to have something for free, and so steals it – out of jealousy. 9. This is the type of antagonistic thing they do to me when I go into town: disgusting little girls, they have the key, and they have apple who can override my apple cameras. BULLIES, and hey; fuck off. (it is actually wax paste, some little cunt has got my jar, and placed a blob on the table) 10. Plastic Hook stolen from inside my washing machine I tried to warn people! These stupid delinquents have been stealing from me for over 20 years now, do you think they're just going to suddenly stop because I've moved here? Well, I sure did not think that!! But, the thieving imbeciles can't get into this house, because I have patio locks now, which are brilliant (every house needs them), plus I'm also pretty well conditioned now, in the art of locking my house WHENEVER I leave it, including gardening and washing. So all my other houses that I've lived in have had just normal looks, and they can easily be picked by pretty much anyone. So because these thieves now cannot take from inside my house, they're getting really desperate, and taking stupid items from outside in the back laundry area. Stupid items that will go under the radar of the police, or anyone else. Only I seem to know that they were stolen (Australia post knows!) They were stolen in the attempt to persecute me. This is their pattern, little pathetic fools. So my plastic hook was attached to my fabric shower curtain, it was well attached, it would not have just fallen out in the wash, it would have to be removed; so the thief either lifted the washing machine lid and took it out while it was sitting there after the load finished, or they took it off the curtain when I had hung it up to dry on the line - I didn't bother to check whether it was there or not at that point. But it certainly was not under the clothes line or in the washing machine, or anywhere in that area. Stolen. I have to update this, because the following day, that broken glass hook above, was lying next to the washing machine, and it was placed by the thief. This stupid little thief thinks, I'm pretty certain, that they're doing me a favour; my theory is that they put this glass hook there because there's a big push at the moment to get rid of plastics. I did a youtube video on it, saying the admin people on Facebook, and the Internet, should be focusing on banning plastics, rather than banning me!! (I said that they were completely stupid for doing this) LOL. Anyway, I assume you can now get glass shower curtain hooks? I haven't checked, because I have metal shower curtain hooks, the only reason why one of them is plastic, is because this stupid little thief stole one of the metal hooks when I was living at Builyan, and so now I'm one short, and that plastic one was already here. That thief does way more harm than good. I suspect they're trying to make up for their evil, but they're not going to, God sees everything you stupid little bimbo. And by the way what a crap mother this thief had. I mean she has ultimately fucked up her child so much, that the child thinks it's perfectly fine to steal. She is a failure of a mother. Quite frankly I'm tired of society not acknowledging the crap work that mothers do. All the thievery, all the crime, all the harassment; this is a direct result of bad parenting, in particularly, hopeless crap bimbo mothers. Why is it up to me to point these things out? All I hear in regards to mothers is “good” and “positive” things – happy mothers day, have a bunch of flowers for your crap mothering skills. In reality they are crap crap crap and turning a blind eye, and not doing anything to resolve their flaws and weakness. There seriously needs to be compulsory parenting class, and I say compulsory, to save face for all the bimbos who don't want to acknowledge that they are crap mothers. Compulsory parenting class for every single pregnant woman in Australia, and for each child after, if they have the stupidity to have more than one. The metal hook is missing too. 11. Police stealing via speeding ticket, and facebook ban, and placed dead roo, car and armcha I wrote about my “fake” speeding ticket on FB, it was removed - Another fb banned post. You know, make no mistake about it, a threat to free speech is a threat to human rights. I push boundaries, not out of a desire for fame or recognition, I believe in the hope of a better future. Dissent by the people is a necessity, to prevent greed, oppression, a dictatorship and poverty. My post; $483 for a speeding ticket for alleged 16 km over the speed limit. I claim I was not speeding at the time. Actually, I saw the police car, at that time, 716am, in Connors Street at Mackay, and I looked at my Speedo and I was not speeding, I was going 60km, (Phew I was relieved at the time. Phew) Is there anything I can do about this? This is pure money-making tactic, they obviously wanted me to pay for something? This ticket represents more than just a speeding fine, it's a push for me not to sell my plants on Facebook marketplace, in Mackay. This ticket is a big deal and the powers that be in the MARKET PLACE knows it. They hate seeing me win, and when I drove up to Mackay, I could sell my plants, make some small odd purchases on FB Market Place, and could usually make the trip pay for itself winning – winning – OMG, they HATE when I win. It is an oppressive tactic. As now I cannot sell my plants in Mackay. And in one of the comments, who asked about dash cam and speed records, I mentioned specifically the irony, because I was driving up to Mackay not only to drop off plants but to fix my car, it had some electrical issues, AND the dash cam needed to be fixed. I was taking my car up to Mackay instead of Sarina, as some local person from Facebook (girl with bitch nature), had taken upon herself, to go around and sabotage me with the other 2 mechanics, so who now refuse to serve me, or even take my booking or communicate with me at all via their online website on Facebook. So bad luck to that girl because I found a brilliant mechanic in Mackay who fixed all my car electrical problems and didn't overcharge me, and that is actually quite rare these days. By the way the police have done this once before at Gladstone, when I won a court case in regards to a bond; I should receive my bond back, and so the police fined me on my way home to Miriam Vale, and the amount was exactly the same as my bond. Not a coincidence. Police have rules unto themselves, they are greedy and corrupt, and if you have to rent, you are an automatic victim at all times. The police always side with the rich. they are small minded, and cannot see the big picture. So maybe as punishment for washing (current landlord has heaps of water – yet another source of winning that they HATE. Plus maybe also, $483 as punishment for not drinking, because I had spare change in my pocket to spend on Temu. Also I’m sick of seeing dead kangaroos by the side of the road so I took a video of one and put it on Facebook and I put it on fast forward (to make it a quick short vid to upload - my Telstra internet does not work properly), and I think a police has seen it and saw how fast I was going and thought I was speeding and really it was just on fast forward, when I was doing like you know 20km, (I don’t speed), just after that, I got the ticket, stupid stupid, stupid stupid police, by the way I’m not entirely sure if that was a hit-and-run kangaroo. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone actually went and got a dead kangaroo, several times, and put them by the side of the road (like they did with that smashed up cars and arm chair - just at that Campwin turn off), such is the nature of stupid Bogans who annoyed the crap out of me. Stop using me to control the stupid male rev heads here who drive big fancy expensive meathead cars, and have big egos - who the police would dare not stop and give a ticket to) exactly like Debbie croft humiliating me infront of the class, for the specific point of getting the boys to do their homework. Fucked cunts. Actually, someone later suggested it was school teachers who arranged the speeding ticket, as they are afraid of me. {I have a lot of dirt on bloody hopeless school teachers). Plus the police, when I phoned them (to complain about my bogus ticket), said, it was a ‘thing’ and they had pre-planned it specifically to get me – she was quite blasé about it. I cursed her. And, on the day, the police were parked in one of those fancy blue police cars (I allways thought they were fake police), outfront of the shed I had taken a photo of before, and wrote a blog story about (it was called “keep it simple stupid” - and they took a photo of my car there, not a coincidence. They could be stealing from me because I don't have kids, and they're giving that money to stupid little sluts who have little fatherless bastards. (?) I am being punished for not having kids, and not being a slut. This post was ban from my local Campwin Beach and Sarina Beach Community Noticeboard group. It was also banned from the Gunnedah group, and the Mackay group, and then my local Campwin Beach and Sarina Beach Community Noticeboard, ban me altogether from posting any posts. (oh, one of the Mackay groups did not ban it, will have to make special note as to which one – common sense one). I would like to name and shame these 3 non-thinking, easily manipulated, juvenile admin, for refusing to post any of my posts in my local group. Michelle Berardi, Dwayne Crothers, Natalie Crothers. I have since left this group because I'm not going to be oppressed in this manner; a new tactic instead of ‘banning’ altogether. (I have already been ban from the Sarina group). If I have something to say I would like to say it - I'm not going to be a part of a group to shut up and listen to them and look at their ads. That would be absurd. Btw, how can you use me as a “humiliation” example, if you keep banning me? The dykes on bikes have just ridden past, telling me that they're not going to steal this story, because it portrays me in a good light, and the local community here in a bad light; so, anyone reading it may start to see the truth and reality, start to see what's going on, I am not the bad guy. The dykes on bikes (who I have mentioned numerous times on my blog as they hound me), don't want people to know the truth. Btw, the dykes on bikes have been harassing me all morning, if I venture outside (it is too cold for me to be outside, weird cold allergy), so every time I step outside: noisy motorbikers starts revving. So possibly these dykes on bikes are actually young men in their 20s who have been let off their leash by their hopeless over controlling mothers, so they annoy the crap out of everybody on a motorbike. Possibly playing the “save the girl” game. See. It must be over for the day. They will be there again tomorrow morning no doubt. ALL THE TIME. Still the police do nothing, but blame me for those arsholes, and make me pay $483 (8 payments a month, for 8 months – yes, really low income you stupid thieves). 12. Pink Bowl I suspect the local police stole this bowl after the above story - as I kept seeing them whenever I drove anywhere - they stalking too. Maybe they can see the locals stealing from me, and are putting their presence here?? Plus some stupid bitch is still putting water in my fuel tank unless I put my camera on. oh no - that's not a nuisance, at all, I just love setting up my camera then having to check it everywhere I go. Also, dogs doing signs "scream loudly, since they stealing from you." Also, when these things were stolen, there were planes flying overhead in more than usual way, there was some girl dressed as prostitute on bad English movie, on you tube, saying “thank you” – as in talking responsibility for theft. There was also some unknown person doing “your stealing signs”. You know, my email is below, in the footer of EVERY PAGE – if you think I have stolen anything of yours, then bloody email me and state what it actually is? Don’t be such a passive aggressive narcissistic coward. There is a slim chance this bowl broke, and I forgot, plus forgot to take a photo (I also take photos of things I throw out, incase I forget and accuse someone of stealing it) - oh no, NOT a nuisance TO DO THAT AT ALL! 14. Another pink bread plate stolen today Sunday 24th August from locked house Another plate of mine from my crocery set, has been stolen today; my landlord came down and asked me to go up to his shed he wanted me to take some photos of some items, while I was gone the house was locked, and this was taken out of my locked house. It most definitely would've been stolen by a stupid bimbo mother as I had just prior uploaded my story that I wrote in 2022 about how stupid mothers are and how they are not even aware of how stupid they are. 15. Essential oil stolen AGAIN I've had a lot of essential oil stolen. Most of it taken when I lived at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park, (close to Bundaberg). It was the time when essential oils were really starting to take off in popularity. And there are a lot of stupid stupid young bimbo women in their 20s and 30s who steal. {Not to mention the ones in their 40s and 50s who still continue to steal because they haven't actually grown up out of their baby years}. The dysfunction amongst women is extreme in Australia - you think men have problems, wrong, women are way more fucked up than men. And what I noticed they started doing it at Sarina, in that unit, they would take a bottle, and I just see that a bottle was stolen (they are all numbered in order), I take a photo of what remains. Obvious that it is gone. But then a month later when I'm going through my oils, suddenly there is this bottle that was stolen. I look at it, and I can see that it's half empty, or a quarter empty.. so, what they have started doing is taking the bottles stealing some and then putting it back again, hoping I would not notice. Just revolting those people: so spoilt and entitled, behaving like brats even in their 50’s. So that happened to this bottle: as you can see from the photo it's practically empty, when I just made up the blend (Arnica oil), and it was half over half full. I had got it out of my storage, ready, to apply it to my sore foot later before bed. So, about 30ml looks stolen, could be a bit more, aprox $70 worth of essential oil. STOLEN I had also noticed that same day, a pink bread plate had been stolen. A matching pink bowl was taken at a previous time. And a mop handle was taken (it was unscrewed in 3 parts, and they left the mop, then 1 handle extension next to it, and took the top handle part. Very odd; they don't usually do things like that? I'm thinking there was a different thief this time, a copycat, or maybe a different person accompanying the usual typical thief??? who knows. But my neighbours have been harassing me for the past month or two, both neighbours in front of me and next to me. One of them has young people who harassed me at night for about a week, burning grass in their unused part of the backyard. And in that time my outdoor aquarium tank was overheated, resulting in fish death; I believe in retrospect it was those stupid little idiots. Listen carefully stupid neighbours: I CAN’T HEAR YOU; I AM NOT TALKING TO YOU. SO, FUCK OFF AND MIND YOUR OWN GODDAM BUYSINESS. I've also noticed amongst my neighbours, they seem, well maybe there's some little game that the leeches are playing; if somebody implies that I just lost something rather than it was stolen, then they get really excited and throw a party for themselves declaring that they won as they think they got away with it. Because the people who can do something about it, don't actually believe me that it was stolen and this has been an ongoing issue - pretty much nobody actually believes me when I tell them that someone stole my “pink bread plate”. Don’t get me started on when I tell them they've been stealing my reading glasses (I've literally had hundreds of reading glasses taken), and they think I lost them (“everyone loses their glasses” they say) Well WRONG! I don't lose my glasses, somebody steals them (although btw, I don’t believe I have a had any glasses stolen in over 12mnths-bloody miracle). NEWSFLASH: you did not win: Stealing is a crime in this country not only is it a crime and you can be sent to jail but it's a religious mandate. Everybody thinks stealing is scum behaviour. And if you deceive the human authorities well, you too bad for you, can’t get past God, HA. So, you can take your stupid rebellion and shove it up your arse because you are going to lose big time in the end, don't think that just by not believing in something that it's not true. Oh, and yeah, like I have nothing better to do today, than write this story up to deal with this fucking stupid bimbos who keep stealing from me: fuck off you stupid little dogs. By the way, I wrote to my local politician to complain about these theft's in my community, {since the police don't do anything and are fucked}. And after I did that the person who had been verbally harassing me at my neighbours, who drives a Ute, have disappeared. So maybe it was them? So is this what I have to do every few weeks or months when people start harassing me, then eventually ending in theft: write to a politician so that this stupid coward leaves??? Australia is a fucked backwards country, it's embarrassing to be called Australian when surrounded by complete thieving MORONS. Oh and I just remembered something else that was taken, and that was one of those adapter plugs in the photo. I just received a new pump for the aquarium, I was very excited at the time because the plug actually fit - a lovely snug fit that wouldn't fall out of the socket. I have been using it to unplug my aquarium every night, and every morning, back in, and one recent morning I came out and the plug had been swapped over so it just fell out. There is no doubt in my mind that this plug was swapped over, this is exactly something that the thieves would do. Swapping over good quality items for crap ones, has been another ongoing issue: it's something Australian females retailers do (because they're fucked people). When I happen to see an item in my kitchen from Kmart, I am reminded of how crap it is, and is because whenever I purchase products from Australian suppliers they give me seconds or faulty items, and if by chance I receive something of good quality that it's not a faulty second item like has been the case through Online purchases, then retailers in Australia will literally (not kidding here) break into my house and swap the item over for one that's faulty - they have done this on numerous items. Including also can openers, chipped crockery, there has been heaps and heaps and heaps of products that have been swapped over for crap ones. Australian retailers are the biggest thieves ever, and if I can get a chance to purchase from America or China, I'm taking it. I have recently been dealing with department of fair trading, due to a such faulty item, from the good guys, who refused to communicate or honour their warranty. In the end they said they would honour their warranty with a refund, and then the same week I get these items stolen out of my house. Not a coincidence. 14. 3 bread plates stolen on Sunday 24th August 2025 ON 24 August, Sunday morning, I left the house with my landlord and went up to his shed about 100m up the road to take some photos. The house was locked. When I came back these 2 bread plates were missing. Stolen. As well as essential oil, and probably other things that I haven't noticed yet, probably food as well. As I was trying to find a photo of my plates (can’t believe I don’t have a better shot), I realised that there's been heaps of other crockery that has been stolen since I moved to Queensland. There are a lot of stupid women in Australia stealing crockery. So I'll put those photos here but it was only those top 2 that were taken on Sunday. I think it's a government DOG Facebook police related organised crime? And they have got to my landlord. Such weakness. All of those plates were from Vinnys, like $.50 they would've cost me, except for the pink ones which were from Kmart. I believe the ones from Kmart that were stolen, as they a part of a set, was stolen by some stupid woman who purchased the set at the same time as me back in 2016 or so, knows that I have the set, and has hers has broken, (as she is stupid), and so has stolen part of mine to replace her broken or chipped one. So it'll probably be someone from Gunnedah. So out of my 8 breadplates, I had 3 left only yesterday. So I got 2 of them and smashed them – now they can’t steal the remainder (I would have done all 3, but the other has a rockmelon on it in the fridge – So now I have to purchase some more bread plates. Vinny is out, and Kmart is out - so where the hell am I meant to get my bread plates from? I also had some blonde turnup yesterday trying to give me more money than the agreed Facebook price $20 more (Unrelated item), so I think she might have something to do with the theft; trying to compensate me for the plates?? She had permed blonde long hair, there are a lot of blondes in Queensland. She said her name was Janine Janbeluki, probably a fake name? $20 by the way, doesn't compensate for the theft. Like I've said, the cost of the theft is far greater than the value of the item- it's about stress. I have estimated compensation is $5000 per item, and there's 4 items taken on Sunday, that's $30,000. If you want to compensate, then that's what you're up for. If you can't afford to steal, you shouldn't be doing it. And by the way, given my experience with the Australian police, I know there's no point in putting in a theft report, (they don't take me seriously due to the low value of stolen items, and in fact will accuse me of being crazy, and will deeply resent the fact that I've called them about something so trivial, and plus will start stalking me to give me a speeding ticket}. So what I did, was put in a complaint to my local politician, telling her about the thieving that's going on in her community. More essential oil stolen by predator marketing on Facebook incahoots with dog neighbours - half a bottle of fake Australian pine oil was stolen. Neighbours also stole my lotus plant in fish tank. Punctured deliberately by neighbours This was my inflatable spa; I purchased it with the Covid cash grants. I used it to cure a lump of inflammation that had been on my collapsed arch foot for 2 years {it was a total fluke and I didn't know the spa would get rid of the inflammation, but it did, I wrote about it on my blog, in detail .} Anyway, since that time I have relocated 2 times, and at my current address, somebody (at Christmas 2025) put a puncture in my spa. They distracted me with an old man neighbour who came over, and while I was talking to them they punctured it. So, at first I was thinking, well it would be 2 old men who did it, {there's another old man who lives nearby who I have been warned about actually literally hates women, he's known as a woman hater!} so I would think it was done in a misogynistic manner. This type of sabotage has been a repeated problem in my life, and probably worth mentioning on my blog, in order to stop it: Some men think being ‘naughty’ with a woman is "a good and fun thing” and that ALL women also will think it is a "good and fun thing", especially if it's with him. They are completely clueless – woman DO NOT THINK THIS. So, the issue I'm talking about is men who behave badly in order to evoke a reaction of chastisement from me. So, deliberately pissing a woman off in the hopes they can be whipped. It's so inappropriate, offensive and disgusting I can't explain it; go and find a prostitute. They're called dominatrix ones. I'm not interested in you, and I will not be giving you what you want, try and understand that. You are not going to be the one who 'tames the shrew" (and the opposite!). So having said that about some men, on my blog, you'll notice I have mainly a problem with women doing this kind of thing, it is women who are on my back way more than men. Women are little girls, who don’t think things through (since they had crap parents - plus do not apply commonsense). Also, they do it to impress men – they are fully sick. And I note, there are plenty of women NOT like me, who do like playing these games with men, I recall when I was 18, one of my friends used to light the cigarettes of the boys – she wanted to please and give of herself to them, a natural instinct for her. I DO NOT HAVE THIS INSTINCT. So, it wouldn't surprise me if the person who came over and punctured my spa, was actually female, the same one who steals from me: the female misogy. {I've written about the female misogy too on my blog}. She is bully. No matter who did it, it's a disgusting and vile, and you later will feel guilty about it, and no, I'm not going to accept your half-hearted attempts at an apology. That will be $500 replacement value thanks very much. And, you are going to be condemned to a lifetime of drunkenness, due to your feelings of guilt. HA Plus, again, as I have mentioned, they do “charity” signs after a theft, as in, ‘we did it to raise money for charity’ – women do this on media. So again they just did this with a fundraiser on YouTube. I don't believe they are fundraising; they're stealing; women are stealing for themselves; women are the biggest thieves ever who lie and say iots for charity. And it might not be related, but I think it is; this week there has been a child verbally harassing me, slightly, next door at Herta Lane, and this puncture is childish, so I think some mother cynt (I don't usually use code when it comes to swearwords, but someone on Facebook was doing signs calling herself Jasmine Cynt, in relation to my pipette that was recently stolen, I suspect she was the person who stole it and she was calling herself a Cunt, in code!! I thought it was really funny so I have taken to calling cunts cynts!! (I did not think stealing my pipette was funny). So, some mother cynt, maybe pretending to be a child, or, sending her child next door to verbally harass me, and putting a pin through the fly screen window, into my inflatable spa??? Following a formula; This is nothing new; dogs have been doing this to me my whole adult life, it seems I have to write about it in order for it to stop, well actually further than that not only do I have to write about it but someone in their circle of friends appear or a substantial member of the community literally has to tell them to stop doing it - An adult with the mentality of a child. And it wouldn't surprise me if the person doing it was actually a politician or trying to impress one? So, if that makes any sense at all - you have to be a genius to know what's going on in my life. And yeah, sure I have nothing better to do on this Christmas Eve and day than to write about this shit. Either that above or every time my old man neighbour comes over there is an act of God who punctures and steals. I don’t think so! It is no coincidence that I have had to upload this story with a picture of my spa TODAY, Christmas. There are people who like to accuse me of stealing water. When I DO NOT steal water at all. Nothing could be further from the truth. My landlord has quite a lot of water, he has a large dam unlike all his neighbours, so they would be completely jealous. Every time I see him I ask him how his water situation is, he assures me he has plenty, I am not using too much, and I can use water for spa. Plus, if he wanted more he could, because he has a bore! (although he said the water quality is not very good here. Salty – I know he is looking for a cheap way to remove the salt, he wants me and my network to help!!!!). A few weeks ago, still in the dry, (dry and wet seasons here) I had dogs on YouTube doing signs that my neighbours across the road were stealing my landlord's water while I had the hose up near their boundary line at night. So, I don't know if they actually did, it's 50-50 with people who do signs, half the time they're true, half the time they're just trying to manipulate me, but, it was the same signs they did when they stole from me – so I am inclined to believe that they did steal water. Actually knowing they may have stolen water put things into perspective, as I was thinking (silently winging to myself) I ought to be a home owner, but: one of the perks of renting is I don't have to worry about my neighbours stealing my water, because if I did own my own home with plenty of water, or even not, I'm pretty sure they would be stealing it -they steal everything else from me, why wouldn't they steal that too? This is an area of EXTREME JEALOUSY amongst stupid women. Oh, and I need to add about the water: when I have my spa I only fill it to just above the filter, which is about 20cm so I can lie down with my head resting on the filter, breathing and relaxing in the hot water. I don't need to feel it full, in fact I prefer it only shallow so I can lie down fully and relax. I couldn't find an inflatable in a bath shape. There's monumental health benefits that come with having a hot bath. ALREADY ONLY AFTER 3 BATHS, in 3 weeks my 4yr old blocked ear is almost fully unblocked (yah!!). Plus, I was really stiff just before, and it hurt to walk and stand, but after a bath, NOT!, I can move more freely. So, I know there's people who try to accuse me of stealing water, and I am not a water stealer!! I am savvy and no how save and store water! Unlike many non-thinking Australians! Like, I would only set this spa up at the beginning of the rainy season, when it rains. And when I know that there's plenty of rain still to come. I certainly wouldn't be pulling it out like in the past when we've had no water. It's just a good time; we've had rain every year since COVID-19 so far. But I didn't have it set up at my previous address anyway, I made a point of having 12 spas before I moved from Gin Gin!! And there were still 2 tanks full of water. I think her neighbours, my neighbours told her that I was using all her water ? – they were trying to manipulate her against me. So after I left and she saw there would be 1 completely full, and 1 near full tank, she would have been ‘floored’– like maybe she was paranoid too that I was stealing all the water. She is a pothead afterall – a real pothead. So since this accusations seems to be an issue, (the people, the car people who harass me whenever I go anywhere, this is one of the things they harass me about), so why don't I just get into it in greater detail for you: this is what I do since I only have a small hot water system (not as small as the Gin Gin one) I put the timer on, and start filling the spa up with the hose for 12 minutes (after 6 minutes it goes cold, but I found if I just keep it going for 12 minutes, and then stopped it for 30 minutes, the heater would re heat in those 30 minutes, so I would fill it for another 12 minutes). It is a very hot water sytem. And that gives me 20cm of water. So of course it does take up some water, but it's not a great sum. And ofcourse all goes back on to the garden. If you recall on my blog, I wrote a story before, when I had a bath at Culls place. When I did, I had dogs on the ABC chastising me for having a bath, like they thought it was their business that I was having a bath – some stupid woman with blonde hair – I think the same one who thought I was going to hack up all the fabrics at Fantasy Fabrics with a pair of scissors, and so yelled at me in the shop – UNBELIEVABLE STUPIDITY. They seriously fucked in the head on the ABC (they actually do stupid ‘over stepping boundary’ things like that ALL THE TIME), I don't know exactly who was responsible for that, I suspect not the dumb dog, but I did have a bath one time when I was working as a nanny, a live in nanny, maybe that person resented the fact that I was having a bath in their bathroom? That person does work for the Gov, same as the ABC, could be same person? But that would be quite bizarre and pretty stupid on behalf of that person. I do not use excess water; 1 bath here and there is perfectly acceptable. Although before I got my inflatable, I had not had a bath for 14 years! Can you believe that. Actually, at Rangari, I only ran out of water twice in 10 years, but he had 2 tanks, so it was no big deal. I had plenty of water, and did not use plenty in the house, (although my washing machine was on bore water which saves heaps). I have a washing machine that uses a fair amount of water, but here st secret spot, I use damn water, which is filthy brown, and all water drains onto the garden, none is wasted, but sometimes I get a stinky load of washing off the line! Anyway, my house at the moment doesn't have any tanks connected to it because it was built with a flat roof and if you live in a bushland with a flat roof than any water that you collect from the roof is going to be putrid; it's going to have animal droppings and leaf litter, plus millions of gum stamens causing tannin contamination. I took a photo of the contaminated water collected from the roof at Gin Gin – it’s disgusting! Have a look at it, and I was expected to drink that water!! The landlord here has finally switched my water over to their water, so, instead of me collecting drinking water with saucepans, and using putrid water to shower in (my tank was the tank next door – the water collection here is a bit complicated, a DIY job. So now, after 18mnths of living here, I get the same water that the landlord drinks (how kind of him). He has a new roof on his house with 3 tanks. But I know, from experience, every household, even a single person household needs 2 tanks (unless they have 1 really large tank - but I have never seen a house with a really large tank). So, on this whole property, there are 5 different households (actually there is 6), but one of them is empty. So according to my calculations, that would mean 10 tanks are needed. I know he doesn't have 10 tanks, so I mean lucky that we've had rain every season, but if it's going to end up like it was, with a nine-year drought, he's definitely going to run out of water. And he is old and has lived through many droughts, so I find it bizarre people don't think about these things: they spend money on other things, when really tanks should be priority number one. He told me the reason he didn't connect my water before was because his mother's tank got a hole in it and the whole tank leaked, so there was a shortage, and then before that he didn't do it because the ants got in the whole tank was contaminated – but that’s what I mean, things like that happened all the time, which is why you need a minimum of 2 tanks per household. Plus it would be better if I could monitor my own water, so I know specifically how much I can use with spa……. SLOPEY ROOVES!! I'm a pretty savvy person, when I was living at Gin Gin, there was no water, yet I managed to make sure I had my plants watered, I know how to take care of myself and think in advance without stealing someone else’s water. Living with people who don't know how to take care of themselves when you're, you know, a “lowly tenant” is a little annoying sometimes. Christmas day, and that motorbiker who has been harassing me, is going past atm: triple time on Christmas day I bet. (At Gin Gin, one of the police said that person was drug mule. Could be.) 19. Sick of Pervert dog police stealing from me – trying to play God This is 2nd ticket issued by Mackay Police. But the 3rd ticket issued by entrapment from Queensland police; trying to steal money from me. Make no mistakes about it – this is theft, so it is going on my Blog. The first time it was because the judge agreed with me that I should keep my bond, whereas the police think that I should pay the bond to their friend in the community, and so because they lost, and I won, they gave me a speeding ticket on my way home – THEY ARE FUCKED PEOPLE. That was at Gladstone back in 2019. It was not clear if I was actually speeding at the time or not, as it was an unmarked car by the side of the road who took a photo. (I would put money on the fact I was NOT speeding – as I am not a speeder.) Overstepping your boundary in TYRANNICAL IDIOT style police. I do know for sure that the second ticket, I was definitely not speeding, I looked, I saw: 59/60km/h, but they gave me a ticket anyway - saying that I was speeding doing over 70. I was being followed that morning by a police woman who I had previously seen at Gladstone courthouse when I was fighting to get my Bond back from the local rental girl – who was incahoots with the police at Builyan, she had long blonde curly hair. The police were Lynch.LisaM and her husband cop – (Someone later advised me it was her and her partner stealing from me out there -no convictions)? The third ticket, possibly I was speeding (?) I know it is easy to go over 60 in a 60 zone – but they picked me out of all the cars in peak hour traffic. I was the one they stopped. I do believe there was a big Ute infront of me blocking oncoming traffic. I would put money on the fact that the person driving that Ute was a cop as I am being targeted by pervert police.This time, 3rd ticket, I have proof. I was lured to Slade point via Facebook Marketplace for cheap $20 shelves (prob worth $500). The person who lured me ALL THE WAY over to Slade Point was a police officer – possibly retired but still with connections in the police. Robert Naismith (ECHUCA, Stanhope Police Leading Senior Constable.). Possibly Lisa Lynchs partner?? And or the guy who purchased my generator for $20, that was worth $1000 – the useless repairer stole from me. And possible the Facebook marketplace person I saw just before that Adrianna Leahy was involved. I was also followed by plain clothes police in “hoon” manner all that day. They seem to be playing. QLD police are abusing the system. And, STOP STALKING ME YOU BUNCH OF NARCASSISSTS. Get your own life and leave me alone. They really are corrupt. There is a chance this 3rd ticket was related to saving the Mackay butcher who stole from me – as I was on my way there when I was ‘detained’, by the time I was ‘freed’, the shop had closed. So, in Mackay 1 week prior, I went to the butcher on Shakespeare (bit of a fancy Butcher with fancy meats). {Note keywords here to trigger thieving blonde dogs}, so I thought I would try it out and I wanted mincemeat (as Coles refuse to deliver my mincemeat to me). They had two types of mincemeat an extra lean and an extra extra lean, and so I asked the guy to get me some extra extra lean, as I have to be healthy in my old age. The guy said he had a sealed pre-packed one already, he pulled it out and gave it to me, I put it in my esky, paid and left. But when I was back in the car I realised there was something wrong because that mince in the window was a lovely shade of dark red but the mince that he had given me was much paler. So, I'm thinking something is wrong, and I was a bit annoyed, and turned around and drove back to the Butcher, but I didn't want to make a big scene, because it's a very nice butcher shop, and I was hoping to return back again. I thought I will just buy some more mince, I'll get another kg of each, because anyway it was a different guy serving me this time, and see what happens, but there was some confusion as to what and which ones (extra lean, or extra extra lean), initially I asked for extra extra lean, but he had given me extra lean – so he said. So, then I told him that I wanted an extra of both, but then somehow it got changed to 2kg of extra extra lean - So unfortunately I couldn't compare it. I later tasted the meat, it didn't look like that there was anything wrong, it smelt ok. I thought I should mix it with the extra extra lean just in case it was a bit weird, and when I tasted it, it was fine, the only thing I thought maybe, it's quite flavourless, like it could've been veal mince?? Veal mince I know is pale plus lacks flavour. So, I think that's what they did for some weird reason? if anyone else has a theory of what they did this, please let me know? But also when I was in the shop that first time, there was a blonde girl, a blonde woman, and her little girl, with blonde hair, who was staring at me; they were behaving a little peculiar, and as soon as I'd made my purchase they left the shop, so they didn't actually purchase anything, they were like hanging around to see what I would do… so they obviously were involved in the weird mince situation somehow. Also, when I initially asked for an additional 1kg of extra lean and 1kg of extra extra lean instead of 2kg extra extra lean, he started getting the extra lean out, and he didn't get the pre-frozen sealed pkt like before, he got the mince from the window - so that's definitely suspect. The first guy literally gave me meat from a different source. And there was another discrepancy too, because the price on the sign in the window said one thing but they had charged me an additional a dollar. I think, my body cam did not quite get the price clearly enough. But it so happened I had to go back to Mackay the following week for the bloody dental and car tyres. I thought excellent, I'll go and see if I had made a mistake in the sign or if he had indeed charged me an additional dollar. Things like that matter to me a GREAT DEAL. And that’s when the police intervened. “Detained” shop closed. So, I could not check. and see what happened this time when I got some more mince!! I did get the butchers face on camera though, I will put it below, since there is no chance I can drive back to Mackay. I mean do these kind of ‘big deals’ happen to other people? it was just meant to be a trip into town, stop at the Butcher….. but no - there was all of these weird mincemeat and police problems. I'm thinking police jealousy for sure; they want me to only have crap food, in fact it's a thing I've noticed this and last year with dogs doing signs about police stealing food. Females police. Third born jealousy in the police department. Thatta be right; send your unwanted mistake offspring into the police department. I definitely have been followed around, and the more I think about it, recently, the more I think it must be the police, because they're really arrogant people who follow me around; like they do car revving and speeding, they have no fear about the law which tells me that probably that IS the law, it's probably the same person who has given me 3 tickets, so I'm sick and tired of stupid police; get a life, leave me alone. Also on previous trips to Mackay some guy in Mackay, with red hair (skinny) accused me of touching his car with mine as I was reversing out of my park, and it was a complete bullshit , I did not touch his car, and there was no mark or damage on the car, as he eventually agreed. I believe that guy was “inserted” as a part of a mysoge plan to try to get the police to give me a ticket; as in “incompetent driver here – can’t drive – she hit my car, by not looking”. LYING ARSE. They did other things to, mechanics involved (probably Master Mechanical Sarina, as I told CBA that they stole from me – which they did); they put something on my fuel tank or did something to my fuel filter (?) which made it make a really loud noise in Mackay when accelerating, like just at the lights. Plus at Sarina they put some thing on my Chassis that could make it start shaking – little boy stuff. And the police is so stupid they fell for it hook line and sinker. PLUS, I'm very certain that those stupid arse’s are trying to turn their little bullying hateful power tripping game into an important competition. As in "we won and you lost", declaring themselves the biggest bullies, therefore the biggest winners. Seriously, this is what these people are doing in Mackay and Sarina. Could they be any more backwards? Hate to tell you stupid car people, but you are big-time losers - this bullying and picking on single women is what losers do, it's the main thing that losers do, it’s on the same level as perverts. You lose big time, you're going to lose big time, just wait till the judgement day! There seems to be a whole lot of arseholes in cars following me around in Mackay that was just one incident there was quite a few others. The stupids. In fact, I think they're doing a ”thing”, a misogynistic thing, as in misogynistic men who don't think women are capable of doing anything because they're stupid, so not capable of driving. My landlord came around before I left to go to Mackay – as the power to my unit had been switched off, he was talking about it and was behaving very strangely, (the power to my unit is in his shed, but he said ergon switched it off). He was also around about implying that he didn't want me to go to Mackay as he thinks that he would lose if I went to Mackay. So I had no idea what he was talking about, he was not making sense. I was set to go to Mackay that day, and unless he or anyone could give me a valid reason as to why I ought not to go – I would be going. So back to misogynistic; I have met my fair share of stupid women, I can assure you, but I've been driving all my life and I'm not one of those stupid women!! So how insulting are these people to suggest I can no longer drive? Extremely insulting. Actually, in fact I noticed they've been doing this game for quite some time; computer nerds started doing it, Microsoft? It's like it’s their most favourite game to play “how stupid are these women?” - They must love my blog talking about the stupid short blonde bimbo who steals from me. So as much as you would like it to be true stupid men, I'm perfectly capable of driving, and I could probably drive rings around you. Oh, I am also reminded re the blonde, as I have mentioned I have short blonde bimbo who plays class – she has “class issues”. She and her cohorts swap, replace or destroy items of quality, as it’s a passive aggressive attack against me, a form of discrimination: “you’re not worthy of good quality items” - they’ve been doing it my whole adult life, it started back in my 20’s I am pretty sure. A specific thing blonde bimbos do – maybe stemming from THEIR own inadequacies. At any rate I am also sick of blonde bimbos and their feelings of insecurities, and thus taking their frustrations out on me – GET YOUR OWN LIFE TOO. That blonde police officer at Gladstone court with long blonde curly hair – looked like Rachael Wainberg’s eldest sister, so not Cate the stalking thief landlord, but the one married to a lawyer, they live in Sydney. Looks like, but I do not think is?? And I want to say, I don’t think the mince was like really foul play like Woolworths do (they put sawdust in their mince – one lot I purchased turned a shade of grey after defrosting – like when you wet recycled paper it turns that same shade of grey. UNBELIEVABLE!!!), but still definitely dodgy, and it would’ve involved reducing the quality, because that’s the game the dogs do; “undeserved”. Sometimes they do the opposite – mmm paper thin shaved ham from some gourmet deli… 😁 Also, as I was writing about this incident after it happened, over a few days (I send emails to myself with drafts -a few, at least 2, emails were stolen). I find these negative situations are starting to cause trauma – it’s an abusive situation, and I need to deal with it. Later that night I googled “free councillor” – there are a whole heap now, but all by phone – so great; Telstra would just put me through to some arshole police – as per usual?? “oooooh tell us about how the police are stealing from you”……so I did not even try. I mean maybe they would put me through to normal person who then sees the situation (that happened once back in 1998, not sure how I came about speaking to a councillor, but I believe it backfired on the purps - a witness). The police ticket could also have been narcissist related, as in, “you only had 1 hand on the steering wheel, you should have had 2 – ticket her” – like an older lady driving a big Triton would be a MAJOR INTIMIDATION THREAT to pathetic little people – a total rewiring of the brain needed to absorb the concept of a woman in charge - ME. This type of thing can be a big issue, like in the UK, a young man killed his blonde girlfriend because over the course of their courtship he discovered she was smarter than him – he just could not deal with it - all his life he was raised to passively understand that a woman, especially blondes were "less than", and so, because his learnt thoughts were in conflict, he killed her. SAME type of thing here. And pervert trying to play God. Course it could be related to $200 cash depositing for 2nd hand blind sold, at post office (idiot) gov thinking I am not declaring income?? Or Steves water?? Or “fancy meat” for the mere unemployed {I think most people fail to realize just how much money you save if you don’t drink, or NEVER eat out – you can treat yourself to fancy meat every now and again - idiots}. Or car business at Mackay taking my money and not Sarina?? Or actually speeding!! Lol as if; I drive very carefully; it is other reckless people who I have to worry about when I drive}. I can only speculate, as there are so many reasons why I am being targeted and victimised by the police. So, writing this up, is cathartic. And after I had left and gone home, more or less just after been given the ticket: I had a whole heap of people follow me around on the Bruce Hwy there intown at Mackay (well, at least 2) – and I think all the way home too, it was not like a usual trip home, (there were no trucks hooning!!), and it was like they were a whole lot of lonely desperado people wanting to converse with me -it's so weird, like I really don't think I give off those vibes of “I invite you”, in fact I'm pretty sure it's the opposite, because I definitely do not want to be conversing to any of those desperado lonely people; I cannot help them, I have nothing to offer them, or nothing to give them, so why they hang around me is very odd. Someone said to me once, that being around me is kind of addictive, because of the “glasshouse” factor, they can see where they can insert themselves, and try to lord over me, and boss me around, they love coming up with ideas and suggestions for me to do. The ‘addictiveness’ blinds them to what they are really doing – the inappropriateness of it. Its almost like one minute having a butler, then the next minute not – like the benefit of a butler is equal to the benefit of having someone to control and feel superior over, so if that person suddenly does not “play” their game, they really feel it. No butler for you! People, little people, have been doing this for ages – power tripping. It's really annoying. And because I kick up a stink about it on my Blog, I now have even more people wanting to “help” me. Lol. Some people are helpful – for as many stupids as I encounter there is at least a 1:5 ration of “smarts” - which actually is a help, especially medically wise now in my old age. But for the most part, I have had a lot of little idiots trying to tell me what to do for many years. So, I think, the police have fallen victim to the ‘addictiveness’ – this stalking, harassing from neighbours and giving me 3 tickets – its all power tripping, police trying to lord over me. Same thing as all the little people. They are addicted! They really are starting to be a total nuisance. They're not smart at all. They should fuck off. It's the same reason why a woman ought not to marry a police officer, as if things go sour, or he turns into a bastard, they use their positions of power against the woman. I've seen this quite a few times in true story movie autobiographies. It's all very cliché, and it never ends well for the woman. So I mean I could just say don't marry a police officer, but I won't. Some women may enjoy the fight. I can imagine if a female police officer got together with one too, then their relation turned south, it would be some sort of competition and popularity contest of who could get the most friends in their department to play sides against one another. I imagine it would be unbearable. Anyway, I guess there are a lot of unbearable situations to imagine, but I certainly would have nothing to do with a police officer like I've mentioned before, same with school teachers - just stay away from me you total power tripping unequal sickos. Oh, I just remembered, a few weeks back there was this extremely dodgy woman messaging me on personal Messenger from Facebook, she said her name was Le Growin. She was telling me she wants some of my pink Cassia trees, she wanted me to put two aside for her for when she was going down to her mother, and then she wanted to pick up another 2 to take home to her place on her way back. I said sure, I put them aside for her, eventually she came here. But I gave her specific directions on how to get here, but instead, she went to the opposite of what I told her, and went to my next-door neighbours. I got the feeling that she did it deliberately to annoy me, for some weird reason. Like in this situation, if someone did the opposite of what I told them I would just think that they were stupid bimbo and had bad memory or was stupid dog rebellious. But I could see this woman was doing it deliberately to be manipulative. Whatever, all dogs are stupid. So, she took her plants and paid for them. But then she contacted me, and said she's not going to worry about the other two. And she said, got a flat tyre on my driveway. Now, this was after I had just decided that I should go to the tyre place and get one of my tyres replaced! I could tell, this woman was lying too, she was lying about a flat tyre. Whatever. I sold the other two plants to somebody else. So, I'm thinking the whole tyre theft at Mackay is related to that STUPID WOMAN who turned up at my house. I knew she was Dodgy liar - she is one of the STUPID cunts who stalk me - fucking cocky, "empowered to steal" women from Centrelink/ radio NEGS – friends of that woman Michelle? I went to look her up today and guess what her whole Dodgy profile is not listed on Facebook anymore, and the whole conversation has been deleted. That’s the useless-ness of Personal Messenger. She had grey blonde hair in a bob, not sure how old, 30-40-50? It's exactly like that's time at school when I won that race, I decided that I should win, and came up with a plan to do so. my plan at the time, really pissed off one teacher in particular, that I had come up with a plan, a plan to win. Same thing re tyre plan. Pervert women. Revolting people. Pond scum. And so not only did those STUPID cunts muck the whole tyre situation up with blond Bec from the Block, but they stole from me with the other tyres, and then got the stupid Mackay police to steal another $500. These stupid women need a bullet to their ear and I'm not joking about that. Stupid little police idiots at Mackay. Fuck you all. 20. white Toyota Hilux single cab that follows me around This is the white Toyota Hilux single cab that follows me around, a lot. I actually got a photo of it by chance when I was trying out the Mackay E scooters (which was a total disaster, if you see my review about it on YouTube), but also if you read my Hooning Farmer Police story, I'm fairly certain this is the person responsible for all those horrible things, I think it's female, never actually seen the driver, the windows are dark, I've only seen the car. She seems to be totally obsessed with me. I'm not certain but this car was parked at my neighbours, for months, it was part of the neighbours game of "Car"; they rotate their cars around the yard, park them in different spots - this one is parked directly facing my yard in a very prominent spot for months, this girl appears to be obsessed with me and has major mental health problems -that's what someone would with a mental health problem would do they would obsess about somebody else, and follow them around, it's completely unhealthy. So now that this particular car has been further brought into my consciousness, I'll be getting a plate number and sending it to politician, since the police are corrupt, and this person could actually be a police officer. 21. Another pair of secateurs stolen Feb 2026 There has been a big gap in the spate of secateurs that have been stolen from me. I've previously talked about how they would steal so many secateurs from me, that I bought a whole big box, in bulk, so I would never run out. But as soon as I did that - the stealing of secateurs stopped, which was quite bizarre. I thought I would have to sell my secateurs as I had so many. And I did sell quite a few at Gin Gin. Anyway, I had recently just got a brand-new pair out, {if you see anyone with these - THEY ARE MINE, as they stopped making this type about 15 years ago, navy Earthcore} because my other ones were rusty, and no longer worked. So, the new ones were stolen at night, when I returned from Mackay after getting harassed by the police there. I guess they could have been taken while I was at Mackay – but I heard a voice at about 12pm, a man’s voice, and earlier that day I was collecting seaweed of the beach for the garden (I also eat it), and the guy who runs down at Sarina Beach every morning, he had come up to me and asked me what I was doing, I said I was collecting seaweed for the garden. That was pretty much the end of the conversation, except he left the beach then, as usually he runs every morning for about two hours - so that was odd that he left. Anyway, I heard this voice later that night and it sounded like his? He could've followed me up to my address? if it was him: what a loser. If it wasn't him, apologies for thinking that it was. I mean it was more likely to be related to the dragon fruit situation at Mackay; this is very typical of stupid little thieving people: so, I have never had white dragon fruit, and I wanted to try it. So, some woman by the name of Adrianna Leahy in Hilda Crt North Mackay happen to post a post on Facebook marketplace with dragon fruit $3 – in the PM message she said I could have 2 for $3. But when I went there, Adrianna Leahy was not there, instead was an older man (her either father or a partner, or brother??). He came out and said yes he has the 2 dragon fruit, and I could have them for free – yes, that’s what he said. Free. I said are you sure?? He said YES. He said I could have them for free. Free. F-R-E-E. (I WOULD LIKE TO POINT OUT North Mackay is a fair distance from Mackay, but was on the way to Slade Point – this is related to my police ticket, as both Adrianna Leahy and the shelves guy at Slade Point, Robert Naismith, from fakebook market place are associated with the police- after a quick google search on both people (later, I discovered). So now, criminals targeting me and police targeting me. Anyway, so I wasn't too keen on the flavour, it tasted kind of smoke, and it didn't have much of a flavour. It kind of ruined my watermelon juice, although I've discovered watermelon juice is not very nice either, watermelon is 50 times better whole. So, because those dragon fruit were given to me for free – either those people, or friends of those people, the police, have stolen my secateurs. I know retailers do this all the time on faulty returns. They are sore losers. So, I did announce on Facebook that I was doing a free delivery for plants on the 12th in Mackay – I think the police have seen that, and have come up with this plan to lure me over to Slade Point for ticket. Pretty sure this is what happened in this situation – and I am not being paranoid about it {unfortunatly -the police really are fucked}. So, I can definitely no longer do free deliveries to Mackay anymore due to the police. Which is a shame because I used that money to actually pay for the trip to Mackay, the fuel – as I have to go to Mackay to do car stuff, as the mechanics in Sarina are useless thieves. And people in Mackay actually purchase my plants - like no one in my local area purchases my plants, instead, they steal from me. Which means that I can't sell my plants any more, bummer. (Except on eBay where they have to pay extreme amounts of postage, and so hardly purchase anyway….). So, the people of Mackay miss out on all the native pink beauties. Although someone told me that those people who were purchasing my plants were actually the people who were stealing from me in one form or another – this did not make any sense to me - I don't really know why a thief would want to purchase my plants? Maybe they just wanted to see me? what I look like? Maybe they just wanted to go on their own little powertrip? who knows. They could have just been legit people selling stuff on Facebook marketplace – aaaaaalllll just a coincidence!!! a month later the secateurs were returned, but then stolen again the following day by some idiot sitting outside my house beeping. 22. 4 LARGE BUCKETS stolen out of backyard, Jan-Feb 2026 at Sarina Beach 2 Silicone Buckets: 1 black and 1 grey silicone buckets Pls 2 food grade 20L buckets – all 4 stolen over the summer 2025/26 Whoever stolen them is clearly a bimbo, as they are $4 BRANDNEW from Kmart- with free delivery (delivery if you are anyone but me or don't live in the Mackay area? - delivery is too hard for Kmart in this area, -or they are just discriminating against me personally - like a BIG DISCRIMINATOR, same as the stupid woman who stole my buckets). ha! I'm still here. So, no need for prowling around the garden, you can get them delivered! Plus you will not have me, cursing you to get cancer and die for stealing from me. Seems a preeetty obvious choice…… Oh, and last year 1 large square blue bucket was stolen – that was the bucket given to me by the inebriated girl at Sarina units, who moved back up to Magnetic Island. Or wait, maybe it was the guy next door to her who moved to Armstrong Beach, the truck driver from Gunnedah?? Well, it was one of them, when they were moving, they were off loading stuff – maybe Indian Giving? Or, as that bucket was FREE free to me, a gift – dogs can’t stand it when that happens. It drives them mad! Ha ha – it’s free it’s free! Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha!!!!!!! 28. Temu stealing by deliberate FALSELY ADVERTISED product so customer refunds – then they steal from me to compensate their pretend loss Man, this company are a bunch of thieves, worst, even worse than Australian Kmart thieves Look what they sent me compared to what the photo shows!!! COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PRODUCT– such thieves. So, I put in for a return to Temu on their FALSELY ADVERTISED product, they refunded me and said keep the item. So, GRAPHIC DESIGNERS stealing incahoots with Temu 3 items take this week April 2026 by trashy facebook people This week, all these items have been stolen; Canister of wool fat, {but after I kicked up a big stink about this, it was returned, but when they returned it, they emptied that green bottle, it had essential oil in it, it was just under half full – this is a typical way they steal, and I had just created a weekly reminder in outlook: “green bottle on sore knees”. So PC perverts stealing from me. Microsoft. They also stole my secateurs, this is a 2nd pair that have been stolen from outside the house in 2 mnths. They were stolen by trashy people who own the Sarina Caravan park, with my neighbours who proceeded to hoon around on their motor bike when I was about to see them stolen (another $40) – they are still honing outside my house right now as they wait for me to type this up – they are LOOSERS and little idiots from facebook in Sarina - probably the local high school - child related. Apparently 2 items were stolen, I am not sure what the other was, probably a flowering purslane plant. 29. Lendrum Plying Flyer Yarn Guide STOLEN by computer nerds trying to blame Pinterest Lendrum Spinning Wheel part, Plying Flyer Yarn Guide, PHOTO SHOWS Regular and Jumbo (my Jumbo one was stolen by the “stupids”). They have been doing this over the last few weeks, that is accessing my hard drive whenever I am on Pinterest, my PC starts making all sorts of strange noises if Pinterest browser is open. {I suspect they steal my stories off there too (?)} So, I had uploaded a ‘4-sale photo’ of this wheel – to see if there was any interest (not to actually sell it) – and, there WAS NO INTEREST, although it was only up for a few hrs, I changed my mind, I am not going to be selling this wheel. HA CENTERLINK – no double tax money for you! BUT so, as I uploaded to Pinterest and, same as when I upload ‘for sale things’ on FB MP, the stupid facetious and antagonistic; {as in not a legitimate person, but a stupid female dog – most likely a blonde as in blonde bimbo} but incahoots with Facebook marketplace or Pinterest, and who was bored one day last month, stole an item from me. {I was advised if you don’t want items stolen in this manner, you have to advertise items for sale on local town pinboard, and not online} – ah – somethings wrong with the system WAKE UP. (I also have to do my taxes with their old paper taxform now, and no longer online, due to compyrer nerd saboteurs trying to steal from me). This yarn guide would have cost $40 to replace, but they are no longer available – {you stupid thief; I will not be paying you or anyone of your stupid thieving knitting friends for a replacement. Sit and rotate.} So, I noticed this was stolen yesterday but it would have been taken last month when my wheel was on the kitchen table being cleaned of mould - right near the front door. Same stupid woman stealing who put the cut in my floor. And I bet same stupid woman did it as at that time I was attempting to communicate with Ravelry to get them to delete my account, or close it, whatever – BUT THEY REFUSE TO for some weird reason. Sarah at Ravelry, just ignores my emails. Sarah from Carolina America. So she said to stupid dog JUMP, and she did in typical thieving style; that everyone in Australia, thinks is perfectly fine. So, I wrote this, that evening. But this morning, it has occurred to me that, as I have some stupid stalking bimbo who follows me around, and is facetious, condescending bored and probably a drunk, maybe she has decided to start playing a new little game which is "you can't sell that because you did not ask my permission” ?? It sounds like something a stupid Australian bimbo would do, along the same lines as channel 10’s “big brother” – with all the copycat “big sister” problems I was having….. – so, this Australian bimbo thinks ‘because you did not ask my permission, you have to pay, which means that I can steal from you’. ?? I mean that could be the delusional thought process that she has. So this girl, is prepared to put her life in danger {as if I had a gun, and caught her red-handed, I would no doubt put a bullet through her head, which she well knows – the obsessed little idiot}. So, she's prepared to risk her life, put her life in danger, in order to carry out her delusion of “not without my permission”. Ahhhh hello, Queensland police – QLD mental health people WAKE THE FUCK UP; STOP PICKING ON VICTIMS WHEN THERE ARE REAL CRAZY’S OUT THERE. Oh, and that beige car that I have previously talked about was back at Ali and Garths next door after I wrote this. That means -“ah yeah they stole it and its political as in, the person who stole it has a lot of friends so no one will tell on them.” THE 3RD GRADE CAR. TRYING TO PROTECT THE 3RD GRADE ADULTS WHO STEAL FROM ME. NOT POLITICAL – IT IS CRIMINAL. Plain and simple stupid. (That is same car that my x thieving landlord sometimes drove, apparently it belonged to her inlaws, she is a liar, and also a car some politician owned.) Next time some well loved bitch gets cancer – don’t blame me……Ha 2 of 5 pink butterfly hair clips STOLEN, 1 recent 2026, Obviously stolen by a little girl.

emilyconstancebieman, life stories, blog HOME PAGE, About P1, There is a café in Paddington, Sydney that needs to be blown up. It was placed there solely to see young women trip over the wonky pavement across the road before entering a boutique, for purposes of humiliation. Deliberate humiliation. ABOUT P1 BTW, females are the biggest persecutors in my life. Women are woman’s worst enemy. It seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, eat better than them, have a nicer car than them, then, and only then are they ‘sweet’ and respectful to you. SUCH JEALOUSY. Jealousy from other women, and woman following me around/stealing from me, is my biggest bane. They are such perverts. Here, here is my life blog – no need to be a pervert. (So weird; fuck off). And, I am way too strong willed to be married! Besides, men are too weak; all they want to do is fight. I even find if I encounter a married man, all they still want from any other woman, is to “wrestle” - and even better if they’re not married to her, as not only do they not need to be respectful at all , but they won’t have any problems with other men coming around for retaliation. They are such cowards too. Hopeless. What’s more, they do not recognize their weakness; they think fighting is being strong – juveniles!! Take Barrack Obama for in instance – what a smooth talker- and so smart and good looking (!), but what happened in his career – oh guess what – a WAR. There seems to be no exceptions to my theory of weakness. Btw, I have known stupid woman just like that too, with a tendency to fight like a rabid dog; I believe it is a learnt ‘personality trait’, from being around / growing up with arsholes. You know being poor, is better than being around arsholes. Think about it. Leave! So having said that, still women are the biggest problem in my life, and in society as far as I am concerned - I have to write this blog because people are scum. I am saving myself from them. My blog has had a very positive affect on my life, writing about the way it is and things that exactly happened to me, has resulted in a greatly reduced number of thefts (but they still do it). The harassment from within Kookaburra park at Gin Gin has basically gone, apparently, I have woken them all up!! Writing my blog has been the best way to combat specific problems that I have within society. This Blog is more effective than the police. Although I suspect the police read it, as I have called the police many times whilst at Gunnedah, to try and combat the thievery, not that they did anything, but possibly 1 or 2 may also have become obsessed with me as a result. So here, they can see more than what they could understand if I just phoned them up and complained about all the thefts. Many people, especially young police, do not really understand all the tactics used by evil thieving women. So this blog started off mostly about describing the thieving ugliness of what is going on in my life (and how I feel about that – it’s no good just writing what about what these dogs do, you have to put down how they make you feel – if you just say what happened, bullies will laugh, but if you add; if you were here, I would verbally bazooka bomb your head off, OR WORSE (edited for coward society and bimbo mother oppression censorship made-up rules), then it makes a difference, they can start to see, and little bits of empathy will sieve through their little brains (sometimes you need to be extremely emphatic ). And rack off all musicians , more about them later. Just writing about it here in the public arena has put an end to a lot of the problems I was experiencing from bullies. It’s truly amazing in fact, how this blog has really helped me. So, at first it was just describing stolen items with photos, (photos see people can see, real items being stolen (there seems to be a lot of narcs in the police who refuse to believe me)) but it has progressed into stories from my life, observations, general grievances, - a lot of grievances! And things that are good, things that are bad, ways to improve quality of life on mass from behaviour changes, not just money. I heard someone say “how typical” a woman, she has found a way to ‘nag’ even though she’s not married! 😁. Most little stories on here have been thought about well in advance before I write them, sometimes years, but I notice there are certain types who read my Blog, then want to remind me of any bits of my stories that I may have left out !! Or any facts that they think I should know in relation as to the 'why' and the 'motivation' of people, which sometimes is helpful, so thank you, but generally that is an overstepping of boundaries, and usually done by someone with the mental health problem of "narcissism" - which I have discovered is a big problem in Australia, and a lot of my winging on my Blog , as it turns out, is specifically about this personality type. Although, I suspect the real reason, the main one as to why I have been persecuted in this repetitive minor way over 20-30 yrs, was because I was HAPPY - happy, unmarried, single, no money - yet still HAPPY – the dogs just couldn't stand it. {And I say minor persecution like that, because some people will, and do turn around, and say to me, “oh, well, was your house bombed (?), was your whole family killed and shot by soldiers (?), etc etc”}. The harassment and stalking is so prevalent on a daily basis, that I believe now there are people orchestrating parts of my life to incorporate ‘pain and negativity’, so they don't have to see someone who's happy and get jealous. Can you believe that? I am just too irritatingly happy! I know this is to be 100% true I've had stupid bimbos read it and then “evacuate” out of my life, it's like “oh, I'm not jealous anymore – I can see her anger and resentment, plus she has no money!!” So even the need to ‘control me’ has been reduced, by those stupid women wanting a “project” (real reason why some twit women have kids) or want to use me to product place. – Although, there's a lot of people who want to do that, so get in line! I need to say those jealous women are truly dysfunctional - as in MENTALLY UNWELL, they want to see me in pain, just as much as they are. So if I put down all the things that are painful in my life on this blog, they are vindicated, and thus not jealous. It's like how I mentioned on one of my stories, about the chocolate shop, (one of the longest established business in Australia) if I went there every week and had my HIGHLY DESIRED chocolate, the shop would be closed down, because of the dogs who don't want to see me happy, NOT KIDDING. They really can't stand it – yet STILL follow me around. TOTALLY SICK. So, some of those narcs are in positions of power or are just rich, so they can just close the shop down, they do all sorts of wicked things. Now while that story about the chocolate was an example of what could happen, all my stories here actually happened. The chocolate shop is still open! Aside from the thefts, and verbal harassment out in public , (more about that later, as this is a HUGE problem - dogs yelling out at me out in public, nonsensically), but one of the other biggest ‘banes’ in my life, as a single woman, are people (cunts), in the community who want “to teach me a lesson”. This has been an ongoing problem all my adult life, it’s a huge nuisance. They are nuisance people who do it – 3rd borns. There has been so many instances, but as an example; the court incident at Gin Gin. If I wanted to save myself, I had to go to court. The dogs basically put me in the situation where I had to learn about the ‘court rules’, and how to win at court, as before when I went to save my Bond at Gladston Court, I was quite naive and didn’t know what was expected in a court situation. So, the second time round, of course I got it right, and but like it was all unnecessary. The only reason I had to go was because the dogs wanted to teach me a lesson on how to win in court. Annoying, time wasting and stressful. And btw, what I really learnt, as much as the dogs do not want to admit it; in court, it does not matter if you are right or wrong, it is the person who ‘presents’ as ‘godly’ and plays by the unwritten social rules, who will win. There was another instance, with a male flatmate who wanted to teach me lesson (God knows what about!), but he locked the big doors, so that when I moved I would have to take the large furniture out the other narrow way - just a typical arsehole thing to do. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about it last week AM. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully cunts. Get off my back you stupid monkees. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about last week am. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully arseholes. Some people think this whole blog has been brought about simply not owning my own home, or at least not having the security of safe living accommodations. Infact before I go further I will put here this story, called “I totally get screwed in Australia because I have no privacy”; so, what happens (all the time), if I notice something good, and want it, suddenly 50 other million dogs want it too, so then because of demand (and greedy people), I can't get it and my plan gets thrown out the window. This has been pretty much true in every single area of my life, not just ideas, little ideas, and projects that I do, but including housing, work, and career. All there are in this country are thieving dogs. I blame mothers breeding like rabbits. I will give you an example, in 2006 I ended up living in this nice house, and you know I thought how nice it would be to own a house like this, and I kind of did some calculations and figured out the difference between renting and purchasing at that particular time in my life; mid-thirties. I figured out that it was actually a much better option for me to rent rather than purchase. It would be the cheapest option. But at that time in my life, I didn't have to factor in expensive rents or availability of rentals. Because to that point in my whole adult life, I'd had no problems ever, finding somewhere to live, and paying a cheap rent, (what I could afford). So, that was the decision, renting forever. I didn't think too much of it again - little did I know what was instore come 15 years’ time. Anyway, the following week, after figuring all this out, I think I might've written all my calculations on paper as well, but guess what segment appears on The Morning Show on channel 7? - a whole segment about how “it's cheaper to rent rather than purchase” with David Koch. So, I definitely know this is NOT A COINCIDENCE. The fact that this media, did a whole segment on something I had just figured out, and by putting it on television, so many people would see that, and thought to themselves too “renting it is then” - THIS is a main contributing reason why I'm having so many problems at this point in my life, if I didn't have any dogs perving on my personal intelligence, then I would have no problems now living somewhere, and paying rent. The fact that I have dogs following me around copying everything I do, is why I don't have anywhere to live at the moment. Those people have NO RESPECT for my privacy, total bullies. The dog network. Fuck all of them. This whole “teach her lesson” is specifically related to being a single woman. An easy bully target. (I just know so many people, married woman, who would think “what, no, there’s not people in the community who do that – it must be all in your head”. Well WRONG, they DO do it.). I do recall back, in 2005 when I was doing my Horticulture course at TAFE, I was experiencing a lot of problems at that time within the Gunnedah community, I mean atrocious behaviour, harassing, tormenting, following me around, - total invasion of my privacy, by, as far as I knew, complete strangers, but ones with major dysfunction (socially retarded). I really had no defence, no one on-side, I did have people I could talk to, but I felt, they thought, if they really took the time to listen, and are made to be fully aware and conscious of what’s going on in my life, then they will feel obliged to do something, like they literally have to do something about these awful people, so then they would have to become some sort of “action hero”!! which they don't want, and which is really a little odd, because I do not expect anyone to be any action type hero, and in fact I know that’s a role certainly that no-one in my family is going to play! And because they feel like that, I can’t even talk about what’s directly going on in my life. Bizarro world. {I do expect police to do something about the blatent crimes}. But it was my head teacher at Tafe, who I had problems with anyway, he was a little bit of a misoge. BUT, he could actually see what was going on, as these people would harass me at Tafe in the classroom too, whilst they were outside (always from afar, such bully cowards). Basically, he’s one of those rare persons that could actually see what was going on in my life. Not many people can really see , let alone make any helpful suggestions - he suggested I write everything that happens to me down. Cole, was his name, such good advice. And I had forgotten that I did actually do that, for the remainder of the short time I lived in town, in Gunnedah. I found it this year and read it - and oh my gosh it was so bad the things that were happening to me back then, I don’t know how I manage to survive! Of course, it wasn’t on the Internet back then, it was just on my computer, in word. So, I think actually putting it online in public view, is key, it has made the difference this year, keep reading you will see. Plus, verbally writing your ‘beef’ with someone, should be commended, it far outweighs physical violence or stealing from your enemy, like what I have encounted. (Dysfunctional unhealthy twits). Ofcourse you too may have to resort to your own blog, as the oppressive nazis who run social media now cannot anywhere near handle the truth about life – they want to perpetuate fake fairy-tale world. I find in life even really good people need to be reminded to do the right thing, reminded not to lie, steal, or cheat. Reminded to be honest, reminded to be honourable. People need reminding. I have been accused of lying several times now, and being crazy, when in fact they’re the ones who are as blind as bats, and just can’t see what’s going on - you know this infuriates me; people’s stupidity - but I’ll try not to be too judgemental at their naivete, we were all young once. My Blog has come about in 2020, due to being 'chased off' by bullies and 'ban' from social media, and being advised (inadvertently by the blonde dogs) that I could say whatever I liked, but only on my website, but I couldn’t say whatever I liked on social media, which I definatly don’t adhere to, but that was their rule, that they came up with. They didn’t like me and didn’t like what I had to say about the world. {They think it’s up to them, what I say on social media – they are so arrogant (and wrong)}. Sidebar: You know one day I was watching a YouTube show about illegal littering and rubbish dumping in Ireland by its councils. It's an extreme problem today, as it was 20, 40, 60 years ago. They are just turning a blind eye towards it, there is no policing or regulation at all. What they showed was disgusting, and a total unlawful disgrace. It showed some of the men responsible too, it named them. And I'm thinking, you know I bet those men haven't been ban from Facebook, and most social media platforms? And look what rotten evil people they are. Yet call a stupid blonde a stupid blonde on FB, and you're ban for 4 years! Case in point stupid blondes. Case in point. Actually, I was later advised by birdy, the real reason (as FB never said why they ban me,{mmm, because the name calling would be stupid wouldn’t it?}, so it was because they didn't want me to ‘name and shame’, they think humiliating someone who steals from me is not right (whereas everybody knows that it is the right thing to do when it's the only way to combat ADULT bully thieves and crime), aside of course from making them pay money- but since nobody actually holds these bimbos accountable, name and shame it is. Btw, those dogs who are obsessed with me, and track me online, EVERYWHERE I go, (to ban me, and make sure I stay banned), is one of those poeple who doesn’t want anyone to think about anything negative; they don’t want anyone to know about the thieves. They don’t want anyone to know about the harassment, nor any of the home truths about life, such as what I discuss on this blog. They seriously want to sweep everything under the carpet. So weird. They want everyone to be barbie bimbo happy. They are seriously dysfunctional and I can’t believe some idiot has put them in charge of banning people. There is absolutely no hope when you’ve got stupid dogs like that being allowed to ban the truth. I am really a ‘homebody’ type, and not a ‘party girl’ type, never have been a party girl, as I have never found people that great, mostly, actually, I find people rude, unaccepting and threatened by me (well, I mean, I do have big hair!) but I do like being on my own, I never feel lonely or depressed, ever. Happy not to be connected with other people, I like my own company, I can find happiness and joy on my own, I don’t need anybody else to feel whole. I often find, it’s not “the bad guys” out there who are stealing, it's the people who are directly in your life, and know what you’re up to, your habits, and what goes on. I would like to state that I have never caught anyone red-handed stealing from me, so I only have my assumptions and suspicions on who is stealing from me. If I had hard and fast direct proof, which is what the police require, I would most definitely have taken my issues to the police and they could have done something about the thieves, and then that would’ve been the end of that. But life is not that simple, easy or pleasant. Thieves are sneaky, and do not wish to be caught. They have many friends, they know how to play the game. They are fucked weak people. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, because, how dare someone steal from me! And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in all people, cannot handle an angry woman, at all. I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. (Its insanely so). I have been advised by people who know me, that I have to change my “anger” on here because it makes people think that I am a homicidal psychopath maniac, when they know me to not be that. But I am that angry about these thefts and harassment, so I don't want to change it too much. You'll have to work out (reader), you'll have to separate the fact that I am a healthy psychological person, but I'm angry about these negative issues. I have rewritten some, reworded some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho with my suspicions. But I do want to really portray how angry I was, still am, and how much of the thief’s 'dysfunction', has been passed across to me, resulting in a changed psyche in certain areas. Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken (after about 5yrs), and I’ll not forget or forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. I make no apologies for my blog, it is the most important thing that I’ve done in helping combat nazi bullies, (‘nazi’, being NOT a reference to Germans, but a personality trait – those types seem to be drawn to me, married females, especially – moth to flame situation, if only they really knew me! Hence these stories). I really am astounded by guilty party reactions. You Know, you don’t get to be a bully, and then pretend like it never happened. I know certain IT nerds/little girl mentality people, can hear me, and say, hear my bitching about the latest item that’s been stolen by some stupid unknown dog - as I frequently do, as they steal so many items, I am constantly reminded of stupid bimbo thieves on a regular basis. And those non thinking bimbo nerds assume I was talking to them, and so think I am attacking them, and so wish to seek revenge, like kill my cats or steal more. They are not altogether right in the head. I believe to invoke such a reaction – they must be guilty anyway, but perhaps guilty of something else. I don’t personally know any bimbo IT nerds at all, nor any ebay staff, nor any TV/Movie industry people. I like to keep to myself, but generally on the whole, think of myself as good natured, and certainly respectful to other people when I interact with them, always. Bullies, usually well-established people in the community, that have well-paid jobs, and are popular with a lot of friends, coast along thinking they are untouchable, and they can treat other people badly, just because they don’t like something about you, or don’t know you very well, they think it gives them a right to have a go at you, like being unmarried or being a single mother for instance, and no one is going to see or know, but with the Internet/Photos/videos, social media, this can and has changed, bully behaviour can be brought into light. Those people can’t stand this, as it gives the downtrodden and victims a voice, I have been ban from many social media websites. Technology is really a wonderful thing. Although the Internet and social media is now heavily monitored, all the good ones have retired wealthy, and now it has been taken over by the google dogs. The theory of; Australia is a democracy, you can say what you want, and you have free speech, SO LONG AS YOU DON’T DO IT IN PUBLIC, is not something I adhere to. I have the right to be a single woman, so funky off, you dafty dogs who are constantly telling me to "pick up". (what’s wrong with you). Yes bunnings bimbos, that includes you, in fact it is mainly you I am talking about (more about them later), oh and the Doctors, at Sarina Clinic - I'm talking to you too, they did the same thing. Ha ha – a single woman – your worst nightmare so it seems. Before I start describing this persecution, I will do a quick rundown of what I do, (it is mostly true, what you do is who you are 😃). Then later I will talk about my whole life, as in distinct memories with significance. Graduated from NEGS in 1991, moved to Sydney, finished an Associate Diploma in Fashion Production in 1993. Worked 10 years in the fashion industry, the ‘rag trade’, with a career highlight as a designer for Grave Attire – clothes for Romantic Goths! Did 1yr of temp nanny work. Moved back up to my home town Gunnedah for the next 18yrs where I established a seed and plant business on a farm. Was ‘outcast’ from Gunnedah in 2018. I now reside in Queensland where I continue my seed/plant business, but also design fabrics/wallpapers/accessories, and do the occasional sewing job. My passions now, are my fabrics, ferns and flowers. I design and sell fabrics inspired by Australian Native Flora, and also stripes. I am a creative person. - I did sell heaps on SF, but then a stupid bitch ban me and deleted my account, so I have not sold any since, (and no I will not be starting again with a new account you stupid female bimbos). But I do have a website (badly kept) with all my collections, should you be interested, but as I cannot sell them anymore and make money, so I don’t really do them anymore – so that was a bit of blow, as I really enjoyed that avenue of creativity, plus it was better work physically for my body. (I hope those spnfl dogs get their comeuppance) - https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections I also sell Native seed here - https://www.locaseeds.com.au/shop/farmplantsandseeds oh, no, scrap that, I was ban from that in 2024 by Daniel Breves Ribeiro; you can’t tell me how to speak, you idiot. – pretty sure he was stealing from me too, as monthly sales figure did not add up, so other dogs intervened and another forced “ban”). I used to have a shop on ebay, (for 6 yrs) but they ban me too (nazi copycats). But after I was ban from the newer one, I was able to create another shop on ebay under a different name – AustralianBackyardNatives. I have to now use prepaid tracking envelopes in order to stop the theft on ebay with fake reports of “did not receive”. Dogs are trying to sabotage my seed business BIG TIME, they are doing atm on facebook commenting and groups. They are winning due to how stupid and easily manipulated people are. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds Actually, I need to have a ranting paragraph here – I know it’s a bit early in my Blog to start such tirades but, as I was constructing my 6th shadehouse today, after it had been vandalized too, this came to me: I work hard in doing what I do, I have degenerative disease in my all-lower Ls to prove it: planting out hundreds of trees/shrubs/natives/herbs/food plants, it's PHYSICALLY HARD WORK, for many years, without much money, often none. Paving the way for nature. In this respect – it has paid off BIG TIME. But it is painful at times, physically exhausting. Most people would not do it – they are lazy, and just don’t think about nature, and are careless about all the little critters that make up nature. Yet, I have these fucking stupid JEALOUS bimbo women who steal everything I do, everything, all that I work hard to do. Not only stupid bimbo little girls plus their MINIONS from the television/movie industry steal, but stupid women who work for the government steals from me, plus stupid Workforce Australia steals from me - stupid female Jobs Providers steal from me – radio DJs/producers steal from me, bimbo women in the fashion industry steals from me, stupid neighbours steal for me, gardening people steal from me, idiot young people in the community steal from me, fucked in the head landlord is stealing from me - the stupid police are stealing from me. I hope you all blow yourselves up - you stupid thieving idiots. And fuck off, you stupid badly raised humans who don’t know how to live. Anyway, back to my About: I also write knit patterns, I used to sell them on Rav, but they deleted my profile - nazis too, ARE THEY PUPPETS?) Although now living here in the subtropics, my knitting needs are very minimal! I do miss it! By the way, I’m a trained seamstress, if you want, I could make a tailored pair of pants suited to your size specifically, and your fit, whether it be wide leg or cigarette leg. Like I did for myself – such a nice fit, so lovely wearing pants that fit! But guess what, I’ve had quite a bit of experience of making clothes for women, and as NO women would like to pay me properly, for the time that it takes to make a pair of tailored pants, or tries to get out of paying the agreed price, trying to make it a win/lose situation, win for them and lose for me, or tries to create problems and refits, or does not trust my judgement over theirs; I’m not going to offer this service anymore - you all lose. I am an avid gardener, planting out 1000’s of native plants – if you want to feel ‘good vibes’ - plant out dozens of plants where ever you go, surround yourself in nature. The powers that be, have handicap my foot, (to try and slow me down, and make sure I'm sitting on that couch watching telly, or should I say iPad now - I have watched a lot of good shows!) I have many passions, including food, gardening, native plants, swimming, art/crafts, cats and sunrooms full of ferns. I am of the firm belief; regular massage will prolong your life, and it’s a secret!! People still don’t realise this fact in Australia, otherwise there would be massage salons on every street block! Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. You cannot be a renter, and have kids; just does not work, no stability or security. BTW, if you’re a couple and can’t have kids DON’T HAVE KIDS. I mean can’t you recognise a real sign when you see one. Breeders - you are destroying the planet. TOO MANY PEOPLE. Also, I want to mention, as I have family members who could not conceive, and so they went through the whole IV treatment. And I have a VERY distinct feeling that those people who told them that it failed and they had to keep repeatedly coming back and spending thousands of dollars on treatments (6 or 7 times I think) - this is a deliberate moneymaking game. People are prey, high income earners are prey. People with certain reputations are prey. Contrary to what you might think, this country is run by women who know how to wrought the system. Plus, countless couples I see, buying their family home which only has 1 or 2 bedrooms, then they have 3 kids! Like ‘der’, did you think that you would win the lottery in a couple of years and be able to afford a mansion with five bedrooms? bumble bumble bumble - it’s house first, then kids . Thankfully, I know there are a lot of childless couples too, which pleases me immensely. - $50 award for them! What’s your legacy? (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). Queensland has no water because bubble women keep breeding like rabbits, Australia has passed its population capacity, not to mention greedy politicians wanting their investment housing prices to go up - so they increase immigration. In fact, looking at the big picture, I can’t believe Australia allows any immigration at all; the reason why other countries have emigration is because of over population in their own countries, there is no place for them, it is not from war, it is from over population. So, Australia is being used by those unorganised non-thinking countries. It’s like Australians are playing blind deaf and dumb, and are giving themselves away. Well… I guess you could fit a whole heap more in, up at Cooktown 😃 As a renter without the security of my own home, I feel very strongly about over-population. It is a plain and simple problem – and, yes, condoms are the most serious necessity, to the survival, of the human race. {The opposite of what is traditionally thought - populate or perish, it is not the 50's anymore. If only I could be a philanthropist!} And then I wouldn’t be donating money, I would be donating condoms, and not only to skanky unmarried girls, or third world countries (that’s actually if they exist anymore, times have changed since I was a child) but especially to anyone under the age of 30, as I don’t believe any women under the age of 30 is smart enough / experienced enough to raise a child. And donations especially to areas where there is no water, and so population needs to be minimal, - would be high a priority. But I did not write this blog to be entertaining, as a 1st born I don't have that 'need to please' desire that so many 3rd borns have (!). But I found as I come back and update, my writing is actually improving somewhat, and becoming more interesting. I have my moments in between all the ranting and raving. Well, because I am now, at age 47 (2020), I am too angry not to do anything about all the thieving, and being forced to be a victim. So, aswell as all the injustices that I experience, I can more clearly see the problems facing all Australians. This blog is my duty, the stories - someone’s gotta say some of these things that don’t ever get said in polite society. I’m saying it. And I am not going to hold back, be prepared to be offended, as I am angry and out for ‘verbal blood’ (only primary school teacher brainwashed non-thinkers get offended by swear words) - this website really works. One thing I’ve noticed, I am amazed at how bullies will bully you, then they will insist you still act in a pleasant manner towards them, and pretend it never happened or, it was all ‘just’ behaviour!! What a joke they are. And you can see how this blog about my life, is a threat to their way of thinking – a reminder about their shameful behaviour. I have noticed this is a recurring theme that happens a lot, - act badly then expect it all to be OK. There are many instances where I’ve been attacked by people, and for those people, it’s never going to be alright, not ever – being young and stupid is not an excuse either. Sometimes those people apologize, then expect it still to be OK. Well, it’s not, a mere apology is not going to suffice in a lot of deliberate attack instances. I am NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU. And this “never happened” is another big reason I do my Blog – IT DID HAPPEN, and you ARE a revolting person. SEE. (If I had a family / kids / girls, there wouldn’t be any stupid girls in it – I guess I have same expectations for the rest of society.) Instead of 2020, I should have started writing about my life back in 1997, when I was at Hornsby, and people starting harassing me more so than average (so, could be Centrelink bimbo nazi related, more on Centrelink nazis later. But I have to say, the way the Australian government prevents poverty for the whole community, has greatly improved and should be commended, but she has a long way to go in its understanding of the human psyche, and the roll parents and teachers play in evolving the human spirit. I’ve actually been followed around by dogs all my adult life, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, in supermarkets while choosing the veges…at home, - it makes no difference just constant doggedness (by doggedness, I basically mean persistent disrespect, by people, usually young women, who follow me – just like how a stray dog would, hence the term dogs.) And it does not matter what I do, whether I am unemployed or working, in a good job, or working in a bad job, I am always going to have this persistent disrespect because I am single and different from the average. The “single” part seems to be the main reason of their stupid doggedness, as when I am accompanied, no dogs). But I love being single, I would not have it any other way, -why it is such a problem for other people, especially women, is weird – THIS YOUR PROBLEM, NOT MINE. You know, you do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life. There seems to be some female bimbo who is under the impression that it is compulsory in life , to partner up with someone and get married. “Pair up”. Could somebody please set that naive bimbo right, she needs serious help; It is not compulsory. There is no such rule. You are free to do as you please in regards to relationships with people, or not with people. And the world is so over populated, you have the privilege now, of choosing not to have kids. You are lucky to be alive now. And if someone wants to brave it alone, it is their right to do so. And you know if there weren’t as many cowards as there are, out there, getting married for the sake of being partnered up in life, then this would not be such an issue. Someone told me (someone famous) I am followed by female dogs because I dress well, so they perceive me to ‘have money’ – they follow ‘money’ looking for an opportunity. Weird, and stupid thieving Australian dogs. Actually, I think, maybe the reason they are stealing from me is because they wish they were a king, and they see me, and think that I am a natural ‘king’ personality, and they resent it, and thus steal. 😁 They so wish they were the king! - you are never going to be the king, because you steal from me, like a little minion! Someone else said it was because they can hear music when I hear music, I am alike the ‘pied piper’!! (where’s the cliff!) Someone told me it’s an IQ thing, people that don’t have such a good IQ tend to be reflective people who will follow me, and I really wonder why I get these women who follow me, there have been so many that I just think there must be no smart women left at all in Australia? I know they must exist, they must! What’s going wrong? Did I encourage you in any way to follow me? Did I invite you into my life? Did I ask anything of you? NO, I DID NOT – you are not welcome in my life at all. {Someone told me those people are often delusional , and have thought, that I waved at them (or something), to invite or encourage them to follow me.} No waving, or something , ever. I recall dropping my parents off at Tamworth airport back in 2011 or so, and I had some idiot follow me from the airport all the way back to Gunnedah, 1hrs, and they were tailgating and hooning around me – so annoying. Maybe I ought to have stopped, got out my car with a baseball bat, see how quick they take off then! I want to further add to dressing well. I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect, and everyone wants respects. Now, I sew all my own clothes, so I guess it’s easy for me to say this that. But on the other hand, I know there are people who are hung up on looks and appearances, and especially being “cool”. And, geewhiz, those people kind of annoy me, you know, it’s normal to get old, and not be ‘young and beautiful’ any more. Completely normal to get a ‘frumpy’ look as you get older. Completely normal to develop scars and or exaggerated features, and or whatever happens to you as you get older…. So could that one-dimensional person please bugger off, life is too short for your shallowness. {of course if you keep the weight off, as you get older, can still continue to horseride - such a joy!} Later updating this page, I did a word count for the word ‘dog’ it appears no less than 70 times! So I want to add here: COULD YOU PLEASE PUT YOUR DOGS ON A LEASH, they are problematic for me, they cause monumental problems for me, and it has nothing to do with me. So I resent having stupid dogs on my back, when they should be leashed. Plus, there seems to be no acknowledgement of the fact that there are ‘dogs’ in society, human dogs, that need to be leashed. (Aside from at my new latest address who do signs “she’s here, leash your dogs” lol!). Having said that, I've noticed I throw the name now to anyone who is on my back. So they may not necessarily fall into that specific NON-THINKING ATTACK TYPE OF PERSONALITY, but they're just a nuisance, so I name call, plus there reasons for being a nuisance is probably dog related anyway. Cameras, CCTV cameras, security cameras, phone recorders, mirror car cameras, reversing cameras, body cams, they’re all brilliant. Thankyou thankyou thankyou. Since I started wearing Bodycam (and I’ve only been into town a few times since I started), but so far, I have caught two people stealing from me on camera (Mitre 10 and Northside Produce), two people behaving badly (bikini bitches), and two people behaving oddly (Ace hardware, at least that hardware does not steal, but they cunts). By the way, it’s not just me grateful for cameras. I’ve heard that not only the police, but councils love street cameras, there’s been a great reduction in street violence with the strategic placement of cameras in hotspots, like outside pubs. BTW, pubs are for alcoholics, hard-core alcoholics. In case you haven’t noticed, times have changed since everybody frequented pubs, it’s not everybody now, it’s just the alcoholics. Also, one of the Abo Elders mentioned, when they were brainstorming ways to reduce crime, said, that if the community doesn’t know you, then they are inclined to be disrespectful to you, and steal from you. I have definitely found this to be true in ALL communities, every single community I’ve ever ventured into, are just like that. I mean just because you don’t know someone doesn’t give you the right to steal from them. It is most stupid logic I’ve ever encountered. Do they not know how many people there are in the world? The world is big and vast, there are many different people from many different walks of life - so not knowing someone is no excuse to steal or behave disrespectfully to them. It seems to me that this is an area where help needs to be applied, this is a mental health issue, cause it’s just too crazy. I mean I could just say here “wake up you bloody idiots” but I’m not sure that’s actually going to be very helpful. I know they’re targeting mental health in the community now, so this is a perfect example of a mental health issue that they could target; get into those schools and target them, NO STEALING FROM STRANGERS. Strangers are good people. And, re the cameras; life changing for someone who is constantly victimised and harassed whenever they go. Cameras have changed my life, you might not think it’s true, and you might be confusing me for some black person from Memphis in the 1960s, or a paranoid, but NO, I’m white, Australian, and healthy - and this victimisation goes on today in 2020. YouTube footage of Criminals Being Busted on Camera = (Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha) - does this come across sounding like a Count Dracula noise, that's my tone 😁 1. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fhKdpKrF3xM - Shop ‘by-stander’ IMMEDIATELY attacks armed robber. 2. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv2h-csnlps - Man set camera trap for ‘Porch Pirates’ with shotgun blanks. 3. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4nevRTLlrZk - Store owner sets camera trap to catch thief. 4. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=WanvSbJHbWI - Convenience store owner shoots robber first, in the arm. 5. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vby4CgLOR44 - Woman shoots DEAD a home invader with shotgun. 6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=abC_drkmGyk - Store owners son, shoots robber in face at pointblank. 7. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PhYPjMyHhqc - Young man stupid thief trapped in shop, and reacts like caged animal 8. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=gGIuaXP1BrM - Victim runs over attackers, - this one is my personal favourite! 9. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=pt32qrpQDYw - Owner asks neighbours to confront ' break n enter' thief. 10. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=YhQ9vLgplDw - Cafe owner chases attacker and gets customers wallet back. There are cameras EVERYWHERE!! - humiliated thieves on public display for the rest of their life - ha! I could fill 100’s of pages, there are heaps and heaps. There are especially a lot of American shop owners shooting DEAD robbers. You would have to be so stupid to rob a shop in America. They all have guns. I guess that applies to being a robber in general - STUPID. Btw, you ought not steal, out of the goodness of your heart – not because you might get busted on camera – God sees you, all the time. After listing these good videos, I don't wish to see any of the people responsible for making them, and I do not wish to see to any of the people in the video. (of course). I know how they love going and getting anyone I talk about. But I'm just not interested in seeing or talking to any of people involved in these videos - try and comprehend that. In fact, I’m not interested in seeing or talking to anyone who stars in any television show or movie - try and comprehend that. {I’m sure most of them are good, but still not interested.} I have too many thefts in my life. Often when I have people behaving disrespectfully towards me, in a bullying manner, later on they will go out of their way to deny it, (many 'little' people, but also Apple {pick on someone your own size)) and say that it never happened, and especially turning around saying, you must have mental health problems - that’s a big tactic to ‘shut’ you up, and to try and discredit you, so no one believes the accusations of BULLY!! I was watching a documentary on Martin Luther King, and you know he was going down to Memphis, because there’s people down there that were treated badly, and he was going to try and do something about it, and for his efforts, he was shot - so it is quite extraordinary the lengths bullies will go to pretend that they’re not really bullies. So, making my life blog public, is really important, and a big motivation for me. I feel it’s important to have ‘different types’, recording a moment of history, that hasn’t been written and dictated by the government, or business, or other self agended people who just want to paint themselves in a good light. (I mean, of course now, I will have to try and think of something bad to say about myself!). It’s important to have truth and honesty coming from all different areas of life and different types of people. I encourage everyone to write their own personal blog and put it in the public arena. Otherwise, we will continue to be living in the age of “stone throwing” and “burning at the stake” naive times. (Like when I tried to add on to wiki, about Gunnedah; how the Coal mines had really taken over, and housing prices had jumped, and there was no rental accommodation available (DELETED). Or the fact that petty theft was a major problem in Gunnedah now - As soon as I wrote it, they deleted it, they don’t want the actual truth to be known about Gunnedah. This is not my life story so to speak, meaning don’t be prepared to sit back relax and be taken on a journey – I have posted ‘short’ stories about incidents, situations and memories of my life in no particular order, you will need to break up reading over several weeks, as it is fairly full on, my life is no fairy tale (well, I guess it could be a little bit “Little Miss Red Riding Hood”!). A lot of my stories are personal, and some people have problems reading them, they think this kind of stuff is for 'councillors'), - but NOWAY - this has to go into the public arena, and I want it to stay in the public arena for at least 200 years after I am dead. I feel it is key to giving the future hope. There’s not going to be human progress if people are not conscious about these negative things that happen to people in life. (And there has been a human progress, don’t think people don’t ever change – their psyches do) You have to share your story, regardless of how negative, painful or how reminderly annoying it is to others. When I started writing these stories, I had less clue about who was stealing from me, after a few years now of writing my life down, it has helped me see my life in perspective, the perpetrators have really revealed themselves. And so there is going to be writings from before, when I only knew what I knew then, plus writings which are more recent, some updates to the present 2023, as situations become clearer. Bear this in mind and it should make more sense. I’ve had a few people read this blog and then apologise to me, in, well coward manner, so quite frankly, I do not accept your apology. What’s done is done, and an apology is not going to prompt me to remove any blog stories. Doing so would be a kind of permission to continue being disrespectful towards me and anyone else they don’t like. I say this, as there are bully little women out there who are antagonizing me in this manner – waiting for me to forgive them, threatening me with more bully behaviour unless I forgive them – I STILL DON'T: shove your bully behaviour up your arse and rotate on it you STUPID little dog: you want to carry on like a stupid bully, that’s your STILL your problem. I am not going to fix it for you. HA. But some little bully may realise, if someone in the future is going to remember his/her actions, and it may have been recorded, and/or put down in writing, to let everyone know about it, even maybe with their photo; they would most definitely think twice before acting out -this is a given. This is why I am doing it. I use real names from the real people in my life. And it is the petty thieving that initially prompted me to start writing, the fact that it helps with the harassment, the dog following, and the sabotages too (retail ‘seconds’ thievery), is a bonus. When writing an autobiography, it is legally acceptable to use your personal stories and not omit details like names. I strongly feel it is important to name the people involved in one’s life story. It is KEY. (Most people do not use real names, and they are cowards.) I personally believe if you don’t have a trusted spouse or friend to talk to, and don’t have any major dysfunctional issues, just a whole lot of grievances that will always happen in life, then a better option than paying for a therapist or councillor, especially if you wanted to save some money, would be to just write about your day, your feelings, specific incidences, - just write them down. Do it every day, and you’ll see it really puts things in perspective for you and you get to see a bigger picture of what’s going on in your life. (Plus, I suspect a lot of ‘shrinks’, would be pervs – it goes with the territory). So, main grievances: retail thieves, dog girls who follow me, dog neighbour thieves at Rangari, Heath Barwick, Steve Carter, and David Haywood, (who also stole all my good food and garden) - all respected farmers, (possibly bar Heath?) but all not ever considered suspects by the police, and never will be due to the way society works. ‘Willed’ by many influential members of the community, who took issues, with me being out there, and enjoying my life, business, in my garden, albeit with a meagre existence (meagre existence, mega garden) I also suspect they were ‘willed’ by Peter Long, a jealous child lawyer old man, who wanted my hardwood sleepers from my big vege patch at Rangari, for his fake hoity toity garden, and so helped ‘will’ my removal. The jealousy and 'out willing' games are big in Gunnedah, amongst the rich and powerful. And you know, the thing is, that passive sleeper thief, will look back at this and think, he won, he won my sleepers. He doesn’t see the fact, that he stole my sleepers, and by doing so, he lost. He loses big time - life is not a superficial game like he’s playing, there’s way more to life then helping yourself to whatever you want. (I really wonder how someone so smart can be so utterly stupid?). So, I had to leave my whole life behind and move to QLD, Australia, where it is meant to be warmer and wetter, so far neither has panned out to be true. I feel living where it is not cold, will prolong my life, you will see what I mean when you read about my virus stories. You know, housing in North QLD is a total scam; it’s always been holiday destination, and so there’s a whole lot of old hotel/motels that are too outdated for tourists, and now they call them residential rentals “One-bedroom units”, and charge twice the price of what they’re actually worth! (Well at least they’ve got a pool) You know, it’s like people in the past (and some people I witness now, for that matter) they had no idea “how to live”, they don’t think about functionality, how to make things easy, how to create happy vibes; bumberlers bumberlers bumberlers. Why more people don’t want to live ‘in nature’ is a little bit beyond my comprehension at any rate. I mean this is planet Earth! If you feel Planet Earth has none to offer, well, know one thing - Planet Earth offers NATURE - make the most of it sillies. I have to add, I am grateful for the house I live in now, it’s ‘open plan’ yay! And in ‘nature enough’ - awesome for singles especially. Ofcouse my landlord has given me Notice to Leave already, and I am constantly on Realestate.com looking - in one area I really want to live, there are 64 houses up for sale, and only 3 houses up for rent. So major housing shortage going on in QLD, in the form of rentals (those 3 were all way over priced, out of my budget). Such greed going on in the rental world atm. After approx. $10,000 worth of small items has been stolen from me since 2006. I started keeping track, when I realized I was being targeted, after about 5yrs of weekly thefts (you can see all the items below after the photos) I am targeted, because I am single, and considered easy prey (if they really knew me, they would be running a mile) I can’t begin to tell you what a monumental challenge being single is, not for me - it’s easy for me, I love it, BUT for the rest of the community around me. It’s unbelievable how so many people cannot handle a single woman. There seems to be this unspoken issue, and I would go so far as to say ‘deep hatred’ for single women - mostly perpetrated by other women, but of course, there is this stupid element, of the stupid old man, who thinks single ladies are single because they are little girls, and are yet to grow up. Yeah, that’s why you bloody idiot! It’s like the thought has not occurred to them that we are single because we like being single, we like our own company, we are strong willed and we can make our own decisions, we don’t need a husband, we don’t need a supervisor husband (btw, this is the main reason most women get married, because they can’t function on their own, they need a male supervisor - believe me, I’ve come across so many embarrassing bimbos in my time it’s demeaning for the female race) I don’t act in disrespectful manner towards people, so I can live with myself easily - I know this is another reason why a lot of women can’t live with themselves, and so also drink. You know, it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, ALL THE TIME. So, a normal healthy woman, doesn’t need somebody speaking on behalf of her, doesn’t need someone to hide behind, and doesn’t want to have to look after any little boys (and I’m sure it wouldn’t be because we think most men are cowardly, lazy and just not good enough.) I have to speak about this 'single' issue, as most mops (members of the public) believe this is the reason I am targeted by thieves and bullies, and hence the screams of, “well pick up” when I complain about all the thieving. I have personally noted, how most people are married, or partnered, and most of those people seem to be slightly clueless about what it’s like for a single woman, and the specific problems they have to deal with {not undermining a married persons problems} But, they have no idea about the torment that goes on in society, and even after reading my blog, I feel they don’t have enough empathy or more, life experience, to understand the difficulties, just assuming it always must be my fault – and it takes a lot of details, to get someone to understand the full situation, which most people don’t have the patience for. And, I should not have to get married in order not to be harassed by stupid bimbo twit women. Wake the hell up, it is 2022, not 4 centuries ago. Honestly, I feel like I am being punished for being unmarried – OMG – you stupid little bimbos! The ABC especially guilty. I do want to mention also, I’m often wondering why people steal from me so much rather than other actual wealthy people, I’m on very low income, pretty much 80% of the rest of the population, would have a higher income than me. I mean if you’re going to waste all that effort and time, plotting and planning, to steal from someone, why wouldn’t you steal an object that was valuable? The fact that they don’t, I can only put down to stupidity. Although, I do suspect it’s because I was trained in fashion, and I dress well, I make my own clothes, so, I think people perceive me as someone who has a really good life - my life must be better than theirs! I strongly suspect all the people stealing from me, are third borns – typical of third borns to have this whole utter jealousy thing. For instance, I’ve had a lot of sunglasses stolen in my life. Girls see me wearing those sunglasses and think “oh I want some too”, and just steal mine. I mean, I have had ones that even have scratches on them, taken. Desperate to be just like me. They obviously didn’t know that my sunglasses are the $3 ones - they’re practically like the worst valued sunglasses that you can purchase, yet, they see me, want them, so help themselves. It’s like 2 factors of stupidity culminating in a theft. Bimbo mothers could you please stop producing such stupid little daughters. (I should mention when I was 20, and got my first pay check, I purchased a designer pricy pair of sunnies (those ones were also stolen when I was at the Bank). Also, I can no longer where nice clothes, not only are the extra nice ones stolen out of my closet, but the bimbo girl thief associates nice clothes with an invitation to steal, as; they must be rich! Curse those bimbos. If you knew my background in fashion, you may be able to understand my anger about this. So, aside from this huge problem of the petty theft game by the whole general community of Gunnedah and Tamworth: To sum up my life; I feel like I have never been quite like all the other girls (well, I had never seen what differentiates me, from others, in books or in the movies) but note, this is a ‘thing’ – there is a big sector of social norms pushing the fact that “you’re not allowed to be different”, as then, you would be ‘special’, and no one wants you to be special, unless your famous for something, like, a gifted pianist or your super rich, or something. Nobody likes to think of their peer as being better than they, by nobody, I am really talking about women, in my experience. And it usually comes down to pure jealousy. I was basically rejected from society when I became an adult, from the workplace, from having friends, (dogs who play sides - women are so evil, especially 3rd borns), so I decided to save my self, and quit. As I followed each path that opened up for me, I found myself in a remote area, away from the world and I was able to create this wonderful life for myself, just me, I was totally happy and satisfied that way, away from the liars, the thieves, the cheaters and stupid bitchy women that seem to dominate society in Australia. Just me with my 5 special cats, and my huge garden {really, all you need is water….-that line was deleted from here, I had to rewrite it, so, I think I must be hitting the nail on the head with that line - All You Need Is Water}. I felt lucky, rich and blessed. And I was able to start my own small business selling seeds and plants online. But after 15 years, all those bitchy girls that had shunned me from society, suddenly saw what was going on -how happy I was, (HOW MUCH GOOD FOOD I HAD GROWN), how happy just anyone can be on their own, not married, no kids and practically out of society, it drove them absolutely nuts, I MEAN NUTS. Happiness in someone else, is the number 1 thing that bitchy girls loath (by bitchy, I actually mean ALL other girls that I seem to have encounted, {especially ones from Channel 9, young stupid ones} (their attitude is inferior to men’s, in this respect, it’s like some woman (I suspect 3rd borns), have a difficult time grasping the concept of a democracy, just because I have this good toy, does not mean YOU are automatically entitled to it too, but pay for it, and you too can have it)). It was like I outdrew them. Front 604 Bridges RD Rangari near Gunnedah Nov 2016 Note these trees; way below there is a story to go with them. Sorry about image quality, I have had to reduce them all for the free wix website View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari You know, gardening is well underrated, I am not sure why more people do not make the effort, it does not take great amounts of money to create a beautiful and bountiful garden. You know more people attend Melbourne’s Open gardens than attend the Footy. Well, you too can have a really good garden, it's just a matter of time and patience. (After the first plant you plant, dies - don't give up!) And so, they concocted a big evil plan to kick me out of my life once again. I will have to mention of course there were negative factors that interrupted my blissful life, that I had to battle daily, like thieving neighbours and thieving retailers, plane harassment, stalkers - but they seem to exist everywhere, there’s no escaping them, plus no one really believes I have those problems. Actually, I think supermarket retailers, (COLES) were stealing my organic stone fruit, and selling them in the store, like plums from my tree, and I think they did it with my eggs too – a short blonde girl was stealing, she always presented herself in store standing by the box of fruit or eggs with a stupid grin on her face. Or maybe they were stolen from someone else’s garden? Or a friend of hers – from the DOG network, maybe they were making money on the sly that way, as I was told you need at least a million dollars to sell your goods in those big retail chains. I know someone was stealing my eggs for sure, I suspect that short blonde girl. Some artichokes were also stolen, and some garlic, so I would say heaps more of my ORGANIC food was stolen that I did not notice. I hope that girl gets cancer and dies. Although I think I saw her at Mitre 10 in Sarina a few weeks ago, 2022 – see, she follows me, like a dog, stealing her way through life. (I think she may have read this bit in my blog, as when I went back there in 2024, there were no good plants and I was poisoned in their nursery with pesticides/herbicides, I strongly feel it was deliberate. I was nauseated all morning and developed hay fever symptoms all week, when I do not have hay fever. I got no response from manager when I complained. Twice. (That one is run by women).) And the thing is, even if I was the landlowner out there at Rangari, I would still have those jealous dog types trying to sabotage my life. They can’t help themselves, due that ‘female jealousy personality.’ Anyway, a happy healthy childhood gets you through those times. So ‘dogs’ - WAY more of a problem than money, lucky for me, I can be grateful for not much. {although, as I get older….} I need to say, those 10-15 years on rural farms, in nature, were the most enjoyable years of my adult life, having the freedom to live my life the way I want, priceless. I really feel you can't actually live your life in a unit, that is, without a garden. You need a house and a garden to live life to its fullest, to experience all that nature can offer you, all that life has to offer you. I found it weird how so many people don't really get this, and are happy to live in units. Got to say, one of the things I miss most about farm life, (aside from my food, my natives and my cats), is NOT having bloody idiots hoon past my house and beep their car horn, or stupid bimbo neighbours yell out at me from their house. (I lived in a dead end rd, nearest neighbour 1km away – almost perfect). That issue of harassment, seems to be huge in suburban area. It’s really odd to be annoyed so much by other humans, humans who are meant to have a brain – I have more peace living next to the wildlife, it’s like wildlife have more common-sense than a lot of humans. Btw, I am single, always have been, aside from a brief high school experiment! It is a choice I have made, (brought about by an incident that happened to me when I was 5, and again 11…) and I am gladly sticking with it. I am not gay, have never been gay- I do not believe in gay, no problem if you are, I just personally believe it is a 'raised' or 'incident' situation, and is a form of bullying - be strong in your own personal choices, I find people muck up their lives in many numerous different ways and if this is all you do, then your home and hosed. I'm not even sure I believe in same-sex massage, as in, I think a male would be more responsive to a female's body when giving them a remedial massage, or physio for that matter. Unfortunately and sadley, I haven't had enough experience in massage to be able to back up my theory. 😁 Maybe I should add, it’s really all just a cat and mouse game, half the men are cats, the other half are mice, same goes with women, so the male cats seek female mice, and the female cats seek male mice. Having said that, I only have my personal experience with life, there are countless different people and personality types that I would have not encountered, so I can only draw on my experience (although I do talk to a lot of different people, some very clever, and this is the general consensus). And there’s the train of thought that God gave the gay boys aids, because there were so many little boys having so much fun together, all the little girls were left to fend off spiritual measles and gargoyles by themselves, and of course it wasn’t working. See the oil painting “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli…. I include this story, as such evil entities are a real threat to a singles. (I want to say here; when I was in Melbourne briefly, I went to the National Gallery of Victoria. I can’t remember the famous artist who was exhibiting at that time, but I do specifically remember one of the pictures, it was very scary, the picture of a gargoyle sitting on the chest of a sleeping maiden. I think it started with G or had a G in the artist name? I can’t remember, I tried to find this particular picture online and after searching what came back was called “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli. However, this image was slightly different from the image I remember at the National Gallery of Victoria. The gargoyle in that painting was facing forward it wasn’t facing the viewer which creates a completely different vibe - still scary though. And that painting seemed to be much finer and detailed than the image I saw in my Google search. Whether there’s different versions of the Gargoyle by different artists; this wouldn’t surprise me, there are a lot of copies of artist who people admire. It’s just sometimes dubious to know who the original was, particularly if some of the copies were painted with such clarity and technique, and by an artist who was ‘popular’ or having an affair with the curator. Anyway, possibly why there are so many unhealthy female demons who work at Centrelink is because there are so many gay boys! An inbalance. {I was later advised, they are female demons because there're married to arseholes, and they are used to talking “arsehole” to their husbands to keep them inline, and so they continue talking “arsehole” to people they encounter during the day, force of habit now.} I would say seriously, consider divorce, but in my experience, I see, it is usually a deserved bitch who marries an arshole anyway. When reading my blog you'll start to notice my attitude towards mothers; and how absolutely hopeless they are at child rearing. Some exceptions, (mine), but not many due to the “moth to flame” aspect about me (all normal people are at home minding their own business, so I never see them!). I believe, no, I know, that for all the troubles people give me – the thefts, the harassment, the following, the female “big brother” type tyrannical bitch behaviour; all these problem are caused by their mother in the family unit, when they were young. All of them. It seems to be a big secret in life, a taboo subject that is NEVER mentioned about just how inept many women are at all the skills needed for raising a child – so strange, as its is pretty much the number 1 problem in society!! The root cause of ALL other problems. Mothers in society who bumble along and unknowingly create all of these dysfunctions in their child. It’s like their mother has messed up their child by not teaching them any better, not setting any good examples, not taught or guided them in how to be genuinely happy; what it means to be respectful, careful, caring and honest. How to be an independent thinker and an independent person; so important. All of those things are meant to be learnt in the family unit. So anyway, I mention this now too, because it has been suggested to me recently, as I come back to update this in 2025, that people as described just above with such ‘same gender dilemmas’, are this way because their mother has raised them in such an oppressed and controlling manner, that they are not no longer sure of who they are, or who they are meant to be – this part of them is not fully developed. So sad. I guess I ought to add fathers can play that over-controlling card too, ‘power trippers’; who just want to have kids for the control and not for love, but ultimately it is up to the mother to ensure her child is being raised in sane manner, she has to take action to make sure her family care is healthy. {Why would you marry or stay married to an arshole? Seems to me only a bimbo would want to marry an arsehole – and those are exactly the type that ought not have kids. I mean do they want to be miserable all their life? Ofcourse some women marry “children”, so their husband still has ‘child mentality’, juvenile. I realize she may do so for the sense of control, but really and truly, ultimately, is she a paedophile? I need to add, one Textile company I worked at in Sydney, had male and female staff – actually quite rare in the Fashion industry – it’s predominantly female. But in this particular company I had some difficulties getting along with 1 of the males (if there were more, I suspect it would be the same). Another guy there was gay, and he was easy to get along with, – it seems to me, a person who has endured difficulties in life, is usually much ‘nicer’, compassionate and understanding, than someone who has not. Or, who knows maybe it’s just a 1st born / 3rd born thing – with 3rd borns being slightly retarded in every aspect. But, well Tina Turner wrote a song about it “What's love got to do with it”. EVERYTHING IS ABOUT CONTROL. {It’s a good thing I had the parents I had, otherwise I may think they were was no such thing as true love and the whole thing is a non real fairytale - they were infact inlove, and loved each other, and I personally believe, ‘won’ in life because of their love}. Anyway, so I am often seen out and about on my own (I am not the type of woman who needs a chaperone (bimbos), thank God for google maps! – but it is strange how people have that need to ‘pair up’ when they go out – I think this perpetuates the problems I have, as if there were more people out and about on their own, then idiots, would not see a single person as a prey victims.) And since the police could not do anything (Gunnedah Police), I have come up with various ways of doing something about it, posting online in various locations WORKS, as thieves are bullies, and bullies are cowards, they do not want anyone to know who they are. I have had some difficulties with coward admin women removing my posts, hence I had to create my own WEBSITE BLOG where no Nazi admin can remove my posts, (banned from Facebook, Flickr, SF and Rav. Also banned from Google map reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) COWARDS. (Australia has just stepped backwards by another century) The main reason I have been banned, is because I have a brain, and can see what’s going on, and write about it. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon. And I’m not sure about this, but even though on my Pinterest photos it says there’s been 20 views, I’m thinking they might be able to hack the viewcount, and maybe the photos are not visible at all? - I’m not sure about this, it’s just someone contacted me one day from Gumtree and said he can’t believe how many people have viewed my photo - when the count is actually NOT public, so he could not have known the count. I find anyone who contacts me from Gumtree are dodgy anyway, something usually goes missing whenever they contact me - so weird how there could be a whole lot of thieves congregated in 1 site.) So, they can track me, (and do) as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, within ½ hr - those stupid computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID NAZIS -Like I said, my reference to nazis, is not a direct reference back in time to the Germans, the reference to nazis is purely a bullying characteristic, that the Nazis from Germany used, the same actions that rule bullies today. A characteristic that comes from a place of complete non-thinking domineering stupidity, and WEAKNESS. Infact, the whole personality trait of humans is, at least, one that humans can fall prey of {one of my favourite quotes from a famous Frenchman “Experience teaches us, that any man with power, tends to abuse it”. I’m about people becoming aware of this personality trait, so humans can evolve as a species, get beyond war time nazibimbohead behaviour. We’re getting there, but still have a long way to go. {I want to sue FB - despicable form of societal exclusion, I know there are others who have been banned for political views, where is the class action, who is the lawyer brave enough? None in Australia, coward oppressed lawyers here}. In Australia we have the right to free speech, (honestly some women think Facebook is kindy, and the admin people on there, need to protect the Facebook users from the hard truths about life! They want ‘sleeping beauties’ to remain sleeping beauties. Wake up! {little birdy told me it was the young boys who run facebook that ban me, as they were offended by my swearing, as women who swear, scare them! – being fresh out of school and parents, who punish them for swearing!!} But that same birdy told me the reason they want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties, is because they will kill themselves if they knew the reality of the world!! can you believe that? This is just an outrageous philosophy, I certainly don’t believe that to be true at all, but yet, another indicator of why we have to talk to our kids about life, and why they should not be ‘protected’ from truths. BTW, I was also banned from my local post office for wearing a bodycam, more about that on the Gin Gin page. So, I will persevere with my challenge of life’s perceptions, and photos and naming names -Harvey Norman, Bunnings - their sales girls have been following me home and stealing from me for over 20yrs now. Every time I left my house, some small item was stolen – they go to great lengths for small insignificant items, they seem to SNEAK around my house and garden; why is it, on so many various encounters, after we have to parted ways and our transaction /conversation is done, and I should perhaps never expect to see that particular sales girl or whoever again, yet that person seems to seek me out in stalking fashion! And sometimes its same day, next day, next month, even many years and even decades later. You know, I would assume that they would have some sort of mental health problems ? I noticed also Google reviews has blocked my reviews, so when I am logged in to my account I can see them, but if not logged in, they are not visible, meaning the public cannot read my reviews. I tried again later, today (July 2023) – and still blocked. Can you believe that. So, that’s oppressive Google doing that, I’m not sure what their problem is with me. It’s not like my reviews are offensive, I follow their community guidelines. My reviews are factual, stating the truth about certain businesses and how they will try to steal and do steal. But the cowards that are Google, are obviously whipped and run by the female mafia who steal. That female mafia consists of all the bimbo mothers. “Oh, but she has a child, a child; give the THIEVING LIAR, the work, because she has a child. A CHILD!” Update, in 2024, I attempted to create another Facebook account, as I needed somewhere to live, and everyone in the community is on face book (well were, before I was ban in 2020). I used another fake name Emily Ban-man, and so far not deleted, so maybe they have given up being nazis? After 5 years? I’m not sure why they haven’t deleted it, because I know the dogs are there, I can see them, plain as day - I can smell them! They’re always there watching what I do, monitoring everything, being a sick ass obsessive dysfunctional morons. But in July 2024, I was ban from YouTube, well they deleted my account, and I have NO blog related stuff on YouTube, just DIY’s, reviews and local wildlife, so they had no reason to ban me, they just did, plus I was a paying customer, $17 a month for the privilege of watching YouTube videos without being targeted by personalized offensive adds. Birdy told me I was ban because my whole lifestyle was offensive to men, as it involved celibacy, and young girls were being influenced. Not that I had such videos on youtube, so don’t know what birdy was referring to. But I would believe it; the wrong people are in charge and ‘making up’ rules. Well, I hope those google ‘baners’ get cancer and die. I’ve had it up to here with bimbo mothers who get away with stealing from me, just because they have kids and need money. This I would say, is the biggest thieving problem in Australia; bimbo mothers with kids. They’re worse than the thieving teenage girls. They’re worse than pissed off men in their 40s who don’t like their life and thus steal and are disrespectful. They are the bane of this country. Stupid mothers who have kids, because they use them in this manner to steal and make demands. POLITICIANS, could you please stop bimbo women from breeding; this should be the number one priority in parliament (now that you have sorted the virus situation, thanks BTW). My neighbour stole from me, I suspect, Heath Barwick - Actually there was a little bit here removed by some IT nerd, where I said ‘no convictions’, as I always do when I name anyone who I think has been stealing from me, because it is just my assumption, and not a convicted fact, but the fact that the word ‘no convictions’ was removed - I’m thinking, since, he has been convicted! I’m not sure what of, and hope to never know (spoilt little brat with bimbo mother), btw, he was friends with my little brother at school, and Daniel told me he used to steal from him when they were at school (you gotta wonder how he had any friends at all) Daniel, this person is NOT your friend, wakey wakey. And Emma Finylson (bully who encouraged the police to believe I was ‘crazy’ as she was trying to protect her ‘attempt of a man’ (Heaths shag, and partner in crime) no convictions, not even questioned by hopeless Gunnedah police {as I had a whole lot of sewing stuff stolen, I suspect, Emma, who sews, ‘egged’ Heath on to steal it for her}. Actually, I will put that whole story here: but first, any male, that sneaks around in order to do anything, is, ‘an attempt of a man’ – NOT A MAN AT ALL, but still a little boy, an immature child still. And certainly someone, that NO woman (no healthy woman) would want to be around. So, I met this guy twice when I was 17 or so via my brother, first time, he was in the passenger seat as I was dropping them off at a party, and he was selling pot to his class mate out of the car window – he was ripping his class mate off. The 2nd time I was out on a date with John Peterson, and Heath was there, at the so-called cinema (I think it was serviceman’s club turned into projection room in Gunnedah) and Heath was annoying the crap out of me and everyone, the entire room – he is a total outspoken social retard – not refereeing to anyone who has a physical handicap here. (My date did nothing - that didn’t last very long! - If you can’t stand up to the likes of heath Barwick, you’re no use to anyone - this is an area of weakness in Australia in general, not being able to stand up to popular bullies, and I was later informed, dare I tell you, as there is such naive stigma about this issue: he as an older man now, is a rapists of women in the metaphysical world, like a lot of older arrogant men, I was also advised that was why heath was my neighbour - a child still, so no problems like that.)) So, I definitely wouldn’t consider him a friend at all, as I thought him to be a thieving drug dealer retard. We certainly didn’t have any kind of relationship, but I believe this person and his friends, Shannon Bree, his girlfriend, and possible Ashley Horwood and Daniel Salam and Emma Finylason, has proceeded to stalk, harass, follow and steal from me for the past 30 years. Back in 1999 I saw Emma take a bag of goodies that I had left at St Vinnys, in Hornsby, Sydney. So she’s obviously one of the stupid thieving dogs that follows me around, and steals from me. And I think one of their friends was one of the mongrels who came out to Rowan Leigh to try to steal from me; who now lives in my current block of units at Sarina, plus a girl has moved in next door stating her name is Dannielle – lying thief. (Pure silver serving spoon was taken last week) All these THIEVING friends of hers are involved plus she would have a whole heap more from NEGS. (MAYBE I DID NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BACK IN THE DAY, piss off, you bunch of high school mongrels - I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, FUCK OFF.) I have to add, this woman, house mistress, from school (NEGS) Cathy Goldman was also stalking me, and she has connections within the movie and TV worlds, and I have noticed, they send me “doubles” or lookalikes of everyone that crosses my path, so, the time I saw Heath in Melbourne, together with Cathy Goldman, this could be a lookalike that she arranged?? What the heck?? (I also saw Cathy Goldman at the Gunnedah Independent, the local newspaper, apparently Heath Barwick’s sister works there) I think Heath used to stalk/harass me with sounds, whenever I went out and talked to people. More about that sound harassment later too. Read my “Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone” Total retard. BTW, I updated this on Saturday morning, 5 April 2025. Actually, I initially went to check that it was still all here, as I find some segments of my blog gets removed, and I thought the part where I mention Heath Barwick used to steal from my brother is quite condemning, so it may be something that would be removed. But it's still here, and I re-read it all, and corrected a few spelling mistakes and re-uploaded it - within a matter of hours, my neighbours stole another yet another frozen kangaroo meat out of the freezer. I had left the back door unlocked for lunch my lunchtime period, as I was washing (rain finally stopped). And you know my neighbours worked in cahoots today, to try and distract me to not lock the door so they can steal (I know they were trying to steal fertilizer, but the bag was securely wrapped and upside down, so they could not, and took a roo mince instead – thieving mothers getting their sons to steal for them. This is what goes on in my neighbourhood before, after, and now; in fact, all neighbourhoods across Australia; it comes down to the fact that Australians are pretty much fucked thieving people. At Rangari, I had heaps of items stolen. One night my neighbours (Heath and company) were yelling out drunk, as often was the case, {actually, they used to do ‘sleep torture’ that is waking me up just as I would fall asleep and start dreaming – BANG! All night till about 5am. A game for him, a copycat game, apparently this happened after he had left, but I don’t think so.} Anyway, this night, they were annoying me by yelling out,plus I had something stolen, which I’m 100% sure it was my drunken neighbours, so I went round there the following day, I tore, around there, I was mad as hell, and the person I expected to answer the door, Heath Barwick wasn’t there instead, I’m pretty sure it was his lover or should I say partner in crime Emma Finlayson, (a younger girl from NEGS, but she said her name was something else - she lied to me - Emma Finlayson is quite unique) I’m pretty sure Heath would’ve been there, hiding like a coward in his bedroom. So, I was talking to her and getting annoyed about the items that were stolen, and she was getting angry because she didn’t like to be told off, (and not used to it, she is a big person, a big bully) and there was a cat meowing around this girls feet, as she’s getting more annoyed at me, she’s getting annoyed at the cat, finally, she literally kicked this cat, booted it out of the way, which, as a multiple cat owner, I was quite disgusted and outraged by. I mean you can tell a lot from someone who does something like this, you can write them off completely, it automatically puts them into the useless and worthless category. I wanted to write about this because there’s people, women, older women, in the workplace who do exactly the same thing to young women, and whilst they don’t kick them with their foot (for obvious lawful reasons) they do other passive aggressive things like verbal abuse or curt putdowns, to make themselves feel better, it’s bullying behaviour 101 and so common in Australia it’s shameful to be called Australian. Although rarely have I ever heard anyone talk about such a matter or a situation, or describe the situation, or said that it’s happened to them, or read about it in any novel or seen it in a movie, or FILED A LAW SUIT (once I kind of saw it in a TV show about a hospital matron throwing stones at a monkey (implying their victims are not only helpless animals but ugly people), which I can attest to, is most defiantly true, pretty girls live in a different world to ugly or plain girls, or girls who do not wear makeup (I had a pretty friend once!! = I noticed the big difference.) I’ve certainly experienced that kind of social discrimination too, on multiple occasions (including Facebook, back in 2006 when I tried to join, I was refused, birdy told me; it was because ugly face!). So, this is what I have to say about that bully; the world would be a better place without you in it. Oh, and also, I think Emma is one of the girls following me around on the internet, trying to sabotage me, I saw her photo once, and it looked like Emma, sometimes it is hard to tell from photos though, anyway it is because she knows I name names and put photos of stolen items online, so she complains to admin, and stupid admin ban me. This is the real reason why I have been banned, not from my content so to speak, but from bitchy bully women trying to sabotage me and save themselves from the shame of being found out as a thieving bully. Stop making ME into the bad guy, you TV raised wannabe heroes. (Admin; communistic idiots). I know the ‘good guys’ never win, but with the help of social media, there is way more of a chance for the victimized. And I feel, all these problems I have from these bullies, they are in fact people without faith, as in Godless. Whole families I encounter; godless people. (The police do nothing, they are scared of Heath, (well-known farming family in Gunnedah, plus he makes people laugh (as long as it’s not happening to them, they are quite happy to go along with him and laugh at his jokes. Idiot /Idiots) you know, stealing is a cry for help . And btw, I think I may have finally got rid of Heath by targeting his mother in my usual verbal forms, the idea of his ’victim’ attacking his mother, does not sit well with bullies. Behind every prick there has been a bimbo mother. I feel this is worth mentioning; ways to get rid of pricks, someone else suggested attending church does the same too, but if you read my school church related stories, I am not sure that is a good idea. So to re-cap, Heath and Emma were working in cahoots over a period of many years, stealing from me, and the police, unbeknownst to me at the time, were trying to actually lock me up thinking that I was crazy, because Emma and Heath told police that they weren’t stealing from me and that I was crazy - meanwhile they were stealing from me, and Heath was a drug dealer (I believe he may have been convicted, who knows) but, I mean how fucking stupid are the police in Gunnedah? How easily manipulated are they? - ready to lock up and innocent woman, and set the guilty drug dealing thieves free. And I bet they’re still free today. It actually gets worse just keep reading my blog. I want to add to the; laughing at someone else’s expense, bit that I just mentioned. This is what stupid people do. Major problem in Australia. And it has been encouraged by television producers with old shows like ‘Australia’s Funniest Home Video Show’ - people sent in videos of family and friends making mistakes, like falling over, crashing their bike, that kind of thing. I never found it amusing, that show is designed for a specific type of mentality (stupid) and normally I wouldn’t say anything about this fact, because it sounds snobby. But it has become so obviously a problem in Australia, that I have to say something – because laughing at someone’s misfortune, encourages misfortune. There were other members of my family that found it amusing – I do recall catching one segment where there was a video of a little girl who was going on about these little worms or bugs, on the garden footpath after rain, in a ‘little girl manner’ and her father was taking the video and laughing at her, encouraging the very worst from her - he was being a total arse. However, there would have been a lot of fathers watching that and could plainly see that father being a condescending arse (big picture), and it would have struck a chord with them, as they could identify with that father, as they themselves can see that that’s how they have spoken to their kids, or maybe even their wife, and they can see, “oh I was being an arsehole” and can then realize they did not want to be an arshole towards their family, so he can rectify his attitude. - thus placing it in the helpful category! I also know people who like the idea of someone with dementia, because then they could laugh at their misfortune and forgetfulness. Not only are those people stupid – but they are evil. My sense of humour requires one to put a little more thought into the joke. Believe me, I’ve seen some very funny things in my time - once the challenge goes out, people can be very creative and very clever. That’s why it’s worth stating these things too, because you should never underestimate how clever someone can rise to be. I encourage cleverness. And besides, those people that find someone falling over, funny, should try to elevate themselves. Somewhere along the lines, if you let someone know they’re doing something stupid, they can rectify the problem and soon become a savvy person. Anyway, back to my thievery problems; CCTV is useless, because they just switch off the power, I come home to flashing clocks and item missing, also my neighbours follow me when I go to town – just so stupid, I don’t really know them, we are not friends. Not knowing someone and not being friends with someone doesn’t give you the excuse to steal or harass from anyone. Only someone who is completely stupid would think that this is okay - it is not okay. BTW, a little birdie told me that David and Brenda could have done something about the stealing, being influential farmers, and knowing all the neighbours (I assume that was the police, I’m not entirely sure), but David and Brenda didn’t do anything about the stealing. I always suspected this was because it was possibly David who was spying on me from the shed above my house, and stealing from me. In retrospect I didn’t really ever complain to David or Brenda about the stealing, we didn’t really communicate on a regular basis, I could probably count on my hands the number of times we had spoken over the 10 years I was there. I mean I’ve may have mentioned the stealing once or twice, I am pretty sure I did, but Brenda was not helpful. It wasn’t until possibly, I think 4 months before I left, (did not know I was leaving then) that I emailed my list of stolen items to Brenda; and I didn’t get much of a response back from her, except she said that there’s probably something wrong with, me and I should think about it. This to me implies she’s guilty, or would prefer to believe that there was something wrong with me rather than the fact that her husband was stealing from me. It really never ceases to amaze me, how underneath it all, people just believe what they want to believe -they are incredibly stupid. She was not, is not, the only one, I was basically forced twice in those 2 years, 2018/2019, to have a MRI brain scan (so I did not pay for them), forced by bullies, who would prefer to believe that I was making it all up, and lying about the thefts, {at first I only complained about the thefts, I did not start complaining about the harassment until I started this blog in 2020 – and I never complain to the authorities anyway about that, as like, what could they do about it, I just winge about my stupid neighbours, car hoon bimbos and unwanted nuisance antagonistic TV reflectors, on my blog}. And that thinking that I am ‘crazy’ or forgetful, stems from one thing, which is a total and utter lack of respect for me. I find it quite bizarre really, and it’s so unhealthy how other people think they have the right to control things in my life, me, and decisions that I should be making. Seems most people in Australia have control issues, again stemming from having no respect for somebody else, thinking they know better, as any decision I make would be inferior to theirs – such disrespectful people. and not just people who work in the health sector and police, but landlords, it got so bad, when I was looking for a rental, in 2021, I literally had to put on my rental advertisement “If you’re looking for someone to boss about, don’t bother calling me” - I find if you make it clear to someone who is trying to boss you about, that they can’t - then they get so quietly pissed off , they’ll either kick you out of the rental, or if it’s an acquaintance or friend, they suddenly want nothing more to do with you. And I’m thinking, if it was a job, you’d get fired too. Major control and respect issues amongst most people. Everything is about control. {When I said above ‘quietly pissed off ’, I mean by that, often the person I am dealing with, is unaware of what is going on in the situation and why they are pissed off, and that it is about control . Those people not wanting to realize, they do not get a say in my life. They have to force themselves to show restraint and respect. THEY DO NOT LIKE IT, hence why they are angry or “stressed out”. And this trait of not letting other people ‘have their way with you’ is also why I have problems, in particular with old men and blonde bimbos, as they want to try even harder, to have their way – they are flawed - dysfuncts. STOP USING ME TO TRY AND FEEL INCONTROL OF YOUR LIFE. {My atm next door neighbour, Neville – you have no say in my life, try to understand and show respect. He’s leaving next month, thank goodness, one down, 50million more to go}. I especially have problems related to this from my neighbours, who like to try to control me, but they don't see it that way, they think they're being “helpful”, which is the biggest delusion of them all. If for instance, I forget to take the washing in or out (as washing is not really a high priority on my list, never has been, I just don't care if washing is left on the line ALL NIGHT ! - so they have been doing this for years – I have termed the phrase; I have “washing nazis”), so, with my failure to get the washing in, they think that's an invitation to start doing crazy signs in nature, like banging and tapping, and throwing a tantrum - so that I hear, so that it triggers my mind; ‘oh there's something I have to do’. Sounds annoying? IT IS. I can't believe how they can't see how wrong they are from doing this; RACK off you stupid DELUDED narcissistic leach neighbours. {They especially do it on the weekends, so they must be bored; work all week and then have nothing to do on the weekends - and can't think of something to do because they're so bloody stupid! It's those people that kind of sit around, wait around, and watch what I'm doing, who notice if I go outside for instance to hang the washing out, and forget to lock the door; it's an opportunity then to steal. It's been going on for so long, and it still happens today, 2024. Unfortunately locking the door and being completely Nazi about locks, especially as my home is quite private now,- it's just not something that has been instilled in me as a child; we grow up on a farm where nothing was stolen ever, in fact we left the doors and windows open all the time, it was like a different world back then - with no little bored and stupid cunts hanging around watching what I do.} But, it goes on when I am out and about too, in shops; a typical way they try, is to try to discredit me, to try to make me sound stupid inorder to imply “she should not be making any decisions, I should be making them”. And of course those girls who do the opposite ‘well you're asking us for product help, but we're not going to tell you which is the good one, because we wouldn't want you to think that we were trying to control your purchase’ - bloody dogs. The whole tall poppy expression – is because of that generation, they only want to be around humble women , any woman who is confident is a threat for them, so their main goal is to discredit areas of strength, and for me, this is confidence, as I am a confident person, I know I am smart, I know I have a good sense of intuition and common-sense, I have many abilities….like a lot of women do. So those are the areas they pounce on. They fail to see one thing, I can see what they do, so they are always failing. Rinse and repeat guys. Go ahead. I know you will. Btw, other people fall for it too, easily manipulated by ‘foot binders’. (My left was literally handicapped, deliberatley, for doing nothing, except ‘shining’). Do you see the irony, supposedly from those ‘thinking professionals’, their ideas, their thinking, that I have 2 MRI scans. – who knows best? I KNOW BEST you control freaks. And plus, now, how annoying that I am expected also to be proficient in medical matters! Thankgoodness for YouTube. Btw, I also know best, in ways of dealing with dogs that hound me (since no one else even acknowledges it to be a problem). And that’s total escape!! 😁 it is the only way, 80% effective, best-case scenario. BTW, young women are often, not always, the worst at this. It’s like they’re so inexperienced in life, and seem to have some sort of learning difficulty in this area, that they haven’t learnt how to be respectful of other people’s opinions, feelings or rights. Mostly, I observe its young women, but there are many older adults, who also fit this dysfunction, non-thinking ones like Sharon Morgan, that farmer landlord in Colosseum, those Dr's at the mental health ward, my other landlord… and especially any adults with teenagers, as they’re in major “control mode”, from ‘lording’ over their kids. Male and female alike. Oh, I said above, I assume it was the police who told me that my landlord could have done something about the thefts at Rangari, but after thinking about it, I think it might be a vigilante from the ABC, somebody who thinks of themselves as the police, you know like from primary school, the hall monitor type, they’re completely retarded, they get things wrong all the time, not to mention are inappropriate. {This behaviour is encouraged by primary school teachers: I can just imagine some teacher, thinking what am I going to do this Nuisance 10-year-old? “I know: go out into the hallway make sure there’s no bad people”.} There just seems to be some people, who really, I don’t think they should be allowed to go outside or speak, it’s like “who let the dogs out”. They made a song about it - that song was referring to this particular person. I have to add here, my neighbours or landlord were not the only ones that stole from me, whenever anyone came out to my house, like the Telstra worker, or the washer repair guy, or the excavator, something would be stolen, I believe, every single person that crossed my path in Gunnedah, stole something from me. It’s like everyone in town could see what was going on, new who I was, and new who was stealing from me, and instead of doing something about it, they joined in - not just one or two people in town, the whole town, and that whole town; I curse you; you are damned and fucked. STUPID BAND WAGON MENTALITY (Pickpocketing too in town, directly out of my bag, unbelievable) I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined (edited subtext there) – sometimes it’s a little difficult e xplaining how angry you are, without sounding like a maniac killer -when I first started writing about things, after an incident, my goodness, the whole paragraph was filled with swear words and nasty thoughts of revenge, but when I go over it, maybe a week or so later, when I’m not as angry, I’ll remove some of the swear words and tone it down a bit. And whilst I wouldn’t get a gun and shoot these men that I am about to talk about - as I’m nowhere near a violent person, don’t think I’ve been violent ever in my life, actually (oh, read later my rooster story). Although I have noticed when I’m angry, I suddenly get strong bursts of energy, and seem to be able to tap into a muscular strength - so if I’m doing something outside in the yard that requires strength, like moving rocks around my rockery or tightening fencing wire, then if I remember something that really made me angry, it helps greatly! (actually, as does yelling or screaming when you are exerting yourself – helps greatly) And once dad was helping me lift a full compost bin up, and his finger got caught, as we had to drop it back down because it was too heavy, there were 3 of us trying to lift it. And so this heavy compost bin came back down on dad’s finger, I saw it and immediately just picked up the compost bin easy as pie, no problems, and he could remove his finger. So I know here is a fast untapped amount of energy and strength in the universe surrounding us at all times. We just have to tap into it, if it’s needed. Anyway, so whilst I was saying I wouldn’t shoot these people, I’m angry with them, and certainly wish that somebody like a fairy godmother would. So, it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh, a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds just up the paddock too. They come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the outside path, they would’ve looked in the windows, and seen nothing because it was actually a relatively big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So, this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists (but they exist too). I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20’s – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, little party bastards, boys raised by uncaring stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad short people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed their kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. Here is a good spot to say; as one gets older, not everything is, as it seems, there are quite a few things that you will start to notice in life that goes against everything you have thus been taught. This has to do with the “people” in charge – they want you thinking a certain way – its all about control. So, some good advice to prepare you for these things as they unravel for you; Netflix – the people who run this, are pure evil. There are no rules / morals in that organization. Oh, I also say on numerous occasions later when talking about thieves “hope they get cancer and die”. I should point how bad exactly the problem of petty theft was/is; Most people can’t understand about this expression “hope they get cancer and die” – there was a lot of flak about it on Facebook (before I was ban), infact it did not go down to well at all. They think, well someone stole your goggles, so what, big deal, they don’t cost that much, it’s not like they stole your life savings! - Those people don’t understand that, I’m having small items stolen (at least at one point, every week. So, every week, something would go missing, and it was often something that I was in the middle of using/working on, (a project). I mean can you imagine if you’re at work, and you’re working on a project, you come in one day to take up where you left off the day before, and the bit that you have done the previous day, was gone! I mean, just that one incident would drive you a bit nuts, wouldn’t it? Now imagine if that happened to you on a weekly basis, over a 15yr period. Can you possibly even imagine that? what that’s like? the torment? Imagine if you’re an expensive lawyer working on a case, and that happened to you, and there is nothing you can do about it , all security implementations fail. AND, not only that, no one believes you . Plus, the police lock you up forcefully for 7 days to ‘determine if your nuts’. So, getting cancer and dying is the least of what I want to happen to those particular people. Don’t you tell me to “lighten up or “chill out” -you’re not the one that’s been stolen from on the weekly basis, plus you’re not the one that’s been harassed verbally, and followed everywhere you go, or are verbally yelled at your private residence. Alright for some. But don’t you tell me what to think or how to behave. I also need to mention due to various comments in some of my posts that are a little controversial, I like to speak the truth, people’s toes get trodden on (usually the popular and guilty {always the popular and guilty, usually well paid too}. That expression the good guys always come last - unfortunately the economy has created a community where this is true) Often my anger shines through in the form of colourful language, whilst reading this ‘anger’ you will not be in any danger yourself- get a grip wussies. I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, I never have. (Well, aside from a brief experimental schoolies week) I believe in being of sound mind always, I often get accused of being on drugs or are ‘a drunk’, especially by the police, which I find really offensive and peculiar as I am of sound mind always and have been basically since I was 18 - not that I was a drug addict or a drunk before then, but I went through the normal teen stuff when HSC was over. I can clearly remember one weekend, four of us friends from school were staying at mum and dads house, they were out, so we decided that we would experiment with wine. We all got drunk for the first time! It was quite hysterical, my friend vomited all over the carpet in the living room, another one became transfixed whilst watching rage and the Prince special!! I can’t remember what the other one was up to. But I would like to say this, actually my friend who vomited all over the carpet, and made a complete awful mess, like why didn’t she head to the bathroom, I mean didn’t she know she was going to be sick? I do notice that about me when I got drunk and sick, I knew I was going to be sick and so vacated to a suitable location, it’s like full and total control all the time. My friend was pretty smart too, she did advanced Maths!! I don’t recommend getting drunk so much you vomit, but I do believe it is something a young person has to go through in order to learn about alcohol – in a safe environment. I do recall my mother encouraging us all to have our friends around whenever we wanted, there were no nazi rules in this area - as she believed that it would be better for young rebellious teens to hang out at our family home, rather than on the streets or in the park. I had a very savvy mother. I feel I need to repeat myself here, because this seems to be a hard concept for people to comprehend; I don’t drink, nor did I in my 20s or 30s. In fact I don’t even like the taste of wine or beer - white wine to me, sometimes smells like urine, and red wine, maybe if it’s a really expensive award winning bottle, it might be nice with a steak. But I have never had enough money to buy a nice bottle of red wine ever, and don’t get me started on the stench of beer - disgusting. But, I use alcohol in cooking - that’s where alcohol is meant to be used, it’s not meant to be used as a beverage in my opinon. Alcohol shines in cookery. I find when people read about something angry that I’ve written, involving swear words, they immediately assume that I’m a drunk. It’s so bizarre how people have such a low tolerance of anger. People are stealing from me, harassing me, handicapping me and sabotaging me - so I am angry!! More to say on this; I’ve been accused several times now, of being a ranting drunk - due to writing about situations that make me angry and using swear words to portray my feelings. As in writing about how angry I feel, for a lot of people, means that I must be a drunk!! It’s the most bizarre weird thing ever - what, do you think sober people never get angry? nothing ever ticks off sober people? Wrong! Those people need to get a grip on reality: every action has a consequence. If I’m angry, it’s because someone has triggered it, and the fact that you’re annoyed about the fact that I am writing about it, says more about you than it does about me - you need to deal with your dysfunction, if you can’t handle seeing someone angry, merely on paper, and think such person is a drunk you: then you are dysfunctional and you need to see a counsellor. For every action there is a reaction, plain and simple human behaviour. I did get one housewife mention to me, that if I started to drink, all these problems I have, would disappear! Thank you, but no thanks! And the fact that people think that I am a drunk, I suspect this is just another form of sabotage and disrespect maybe I feel the police may be manipulated by the dogs spreading rumours of bad reputation. Accusing someone of being on drugs is an easy way to discredit someone too, just another bullying tactic. In fact, I believe the police may have been manipulated in my past whilst driving out and about and listening to the radio. Dogs on the radio - really all just a cat and mouse game. I know that there’s people in positions of power working on the radio, who think that they know best, and think everybody else is irresponsible. They have delusions of self-grandeur, and are just cocky and arrogant. I think these types set the traffic police on me. It was a noticeable problem, even the police started to see, so they cut back. You know, the police have really declared war on the public, they have a bad attitude. Plus, btw, I hate seeing drunk people, all I see is weakness, ignorance, and an adult that still thinks they are 18 - hasn’t grown up – most likely stunted due to childhood abuse. I would not tolerate any drunks in my life, and, should I be married, there’s no way I would allow my husband to drink (may explain why I am unmarried!) At one point in my life, my father suggested I work in the pub! - my dad did not really know me very well! Not that I am saying that is completely his fault, but guilty of not paying attention mostly. I am opposed to drunken yobbos. {Are you smart enough to drink? I don’t think so.}. I suspect some men who drink, do so as a punishment to their wife and or family, if they did not get their own way, or are unhappy about something. Passive aggressive punishment – an act of revenge “I’m going to waste all our money – on me!”. (I had to rewrite that bit about ‘drunken family revengers’, it was deleted). In life, after having experiencing people who really DO pay attention - so much attention, that they become obsessed - this is a big problem. A dysfunction that causes a lot of problems, resulting in narcissism. I would say having a father who didn't quite pay enough attention, rather than one that was an obsessed arsehole, is better. I have already advised ‘the powers that be’, as long as they’re stealing from me, I’m going to be swearing about it. So, either you do something about the thieving, instead of turning a blind eye, or, you tolerate the swearing. The choice is yours. So far they’re still stealing from me, so fuck off you stupid bimbo dogs. Mainly I have people that persecute me as I’m single -they get kicks on trying to make me sound paranoid (hence the stealing). I am not ‘crazy’ and do not have any mental illness despite what a lot of oppressive little bully girls would like to imply. (This phenomenon of wanting to “lock up” or “get rid” of people, is due to the American TV industry, with popular shows like “Smallville” – the show about superman as a teen. As much as I enjoyed watching this show back when it was made, 20 odd years ago or so; Australia didn’t show the full seasons, in fact I think they only had the first 1 or 2 out of 7? So, I am rewatching, and still enjoying it, even as an oldie, but watching as an oldie, and binge watching, I can really see what’s going on here- an issue that is the general theme of this show, and is a fairly disgusting theme, and that is the passive aggressive subliminal message coming through, well, loudly yelling out, actually, and that is anyone who is weird or different ends up being a baddie, and belongs in a mental asylum! Every guest person that comes into the show, they soon deem them a baddie, and they end up going into a mental psych ward. And all the townsfolk are saved by the good hero. It’s really quite evil what those story writers are doing. I thought this was only something that happened in the past, like on that show “playschool”, a show for kindies, they had every day, ’spot the odd one out, and get rid of it’. But I can see they’re still doing it today, in this very passive aggressive way. What’s wrong with people that they want to get rid of people who are different? It's a really strange concept, maybe no one has written about it before, maybe like me, they just get banned. You know, that concept hasn’t been well thought out, or, it’s not an evolved philosophy. EVOLVE. (Sharon Morgan – raised on Superman and wants to be the hero, locking up anyone she deems different – Stupid Sharon Morgan). Now I know why so many people on Facebook and the Australian police today, are brainwashed into thinking people need to be locked up in mental health wards. Looking at the big picture it is absolutely outrageous what is going on here, and people of Australia, you really need to wake up, and realise that that show is a fictional show, and the main story theme, of the cat and mouse games between Superman “the good”, and the weirdo “baddies”, that come into his life, is not something that should be pursued in everyday life. As I know there are predators on Facebook that go looking for baddies, they try to make people into baddies so then they can play the good guy and have them locked up - it is disgusting disgusting disgusting. WAKE-UP. And why should I have to point out your psychological dysfunctions? Btw I know I have a number of people who try to make me look like ‘the bad guy’ – I bet they are all women, they love to discredit me anyway they can - I can assure you, they are incredibly good at what they do. They’re extremely manipulative, just like a woman. An example, go read my Dentist story on p6. My teeth were deliberately fucked with, I believe it was these dogs deliberately trying to tell people (I am not sure who?) that I am on drugs, they did it by sabotaging my tooth – they made it turn black, (apparently one of the side effects of cocaine use is a black tooth). See – extremely manipulative, and have no morals. The girls that did that were apparently copying Charlette Powell, a girl from NEGS. Those girls ought to be shot – you better start your path of redemption. Computer nerds do it big time, it’s a thing, especially while I was living at Rangari - they were obsessed with trying to make me look bad for some reason unbeknownst to me, very obviously so – it may be ‘opposite’ related, as in some people, probably ones in TV world would try to “help” when I was out in public with conversation / communication, in the process, making me come across as “effortless” and “smart” – yeah, they really did that. Female helpfulness?? {I thought I was doing fine, but if you want to be a condescending bitch, by all means.} So, computer nerds, possibly male ones, could see that help, and so did the opposite of helpful?? Plane as in aeroplane people also did it – no idea who they are. They may still be doing it? But not as obvious now, but I do see them "talking" like showing things to the pervert dogs. Manipulating them. They still do the “"oh now ; you're going to have to start again" signs- this annoying tactic, is something they have been doing for years and years and years, often on a daily basis. And they don't add anything else to their little effort of communication, so fricked if I know what they're talking about “starting again” - with what? but that's what they sign, they're so annoying and it's like they have NO IDEA how annoying and unwanted they are. I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I can assure you I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And even if you meet someone you would deem a ‘total nutter’, they certainly wouldn’t require being locked up in a mental asylum now, would they? it is 2020 for goodness sakes. Those places are so wrong, and should be shut down. I can’t believe they still exist in 2020 -there are some truly stupid government workers out there- it’s all predator/victim or cat/mouse games for them, truly, stay away from mental health workers and police. It’s like I’ve been shown this other world now nearing 50, and I am literally suddenly surrounded by “kindergarten adults” with this “lord of the flies” mentality, locking up people who they don’t like - it is atrocious, absolutely disgusting, and you should be totally ashamed of yourself Sharon Morgan and everyone else involved, as there were a few I believe. (I am of the firm belief; we are never given anything we can’t personally handle). So, at least I’m doing something to make the world a better place - I’m not going to be the one ending up sitting on the couch as an alcoholic with great big chunks of guilt on my shoulders. I seem to have problems with certain thieving bullybitches in my life, not only stealing, but harassment, verbal vilification/ antagonistic behaviour, on the street, I seem to get followed around by these incredibly stupid and retarded (often blonde) female dogs. I literally am pursued and persecuted by them unless I specifically call or contact/ connect with someone. SO WEIRD. They’re such a big part of my life now that I cannot ‘not acknowledge’ them. (Alex MClymont, how could you be soo stupid??) Apparently, it is a rebellious thing, from their bad overcontrolling power tripping parental/teacher upbringing, they rebel against everything, thus do the opposite of what I would like. I will put one example here: At one point in my younger years, I did temp work as a nanny, and so on a nightly basis after my ‘real job’, I would go and look after different kids in different families. But, I would frequently have these ‘dogs’ who followed me to these peoples places, they would stand out on the street and occasionally yell out, just carry on like idiots - one time they went next door to the neighbours (which is a common thing, I am not sure how they rope the neighbors into allowing dogs into their house?) and at this place, what they did is stare into the house at me - there was a big glass stairwell at this house, aswell as a window opposite at the neighbours, the houses were way too close to each other, and they, (there were 2 girls, -can’t remember their hair colour) were just standing in front of the window for hours staring in at me, all night! ZOMBIES, so retarded. So yeah, that’s the kind of thing that stupid bimbo dogs do, and so that’s how they harass me, from afar, they don’t do it face-to-face, so I can’t literally just tell them to rack off. They do it from a distance, so they can’t get told off COWARD BIMBOS. {I did have a problem with one female landlord who constantly wanted to ‘engage’ me via email in a fight, it was kind of a nuisance, but I’ve heard from certain men this is a particular problem of certain females wanting to constantly engage them in conversation.} I don’t have much patience for conversations that involve going around in circles, or are of a fighting nature. I mean there’s no point to arguing something when it’s not going to be heard or changed, is there? And people, a lot of people actually, not just that one, when arguing, get wound up, and say stupid things that doesn’t make sense, and also say things that aren’t true, or things they may later regret. So, I find it’s actually better not fighting with such people, even if the point, still needs to be made; they are not going to hear the point, they’re too busy wanting to fight. But I find most people, mainly family, they don’t want to know about the Negative Nancy’s in life, they just want to get on with being ‘positive’ I find this really frustrating, it’s like totally ignoring a big part of life and sweeping bad things under the carpet, things which should be dealt and acknowledged - its cowardly not to acknowledge these things, and mentally UNHEALTHY, (I really am the pin up girl for good mental health, dingbats – literally when I was at Bundaberg Mental Health Unit, I stopped to read the pin board in their hallway, on it was a whole heap of advice of how to handle stressful situations – it was like I was reading myself, my wording even – I just know some pervert thieving dog has written all that down as a result of perving on me. THIEF WHO IS FAKING IT using me and NOT paying me HELLO – QLD Police????? STUPID COMPUTER NERDS HUNG UP ON IMAGES???????). Anyway, women in particular are the most guilty of ignoring what’s actually going on – but I am dealing with them through social media and cameras. Bullies are such cowards, it really works, thanks internet!! - Big reduction in the girls that follow me around now, huge. They hardly are a problem at my new location, or stick to following me in cars (they still numberplate me sometimes) and only occasionally like when my neighbours used to yell out abuse every time, I did a load of washing (washing machine is on the Veranda, (they have since moved, and like it was any of their business how or when I did a load of washing – I find that a big problem in general, other people, adult strangers or neighbours, think they have the right to tell me what to do….child idiots, fuck off). But just writing about it - miracles, it stops, (sometimes, sometimes they copy), -the bloody compression breaking trucks never decease, and I have written about them on many occasions!! Someone told me those truck drivers were physically/sexually abused as kids, and so that’s how they deal with it, by driving BIG trucks and making a nuisance of themselves.) I would like to add, I was one of 4 siblings, and we grew up in an idyllic lifestyle on a farm, well out of town, -such wonderful happy memories of my childhood, with two loving parents. My mother was a Justice of the Peace, and she had strong convictions about no fighting, we were raised not to fight. I can still hear her stating these words when, and any one of us winged to her “she called me a such and such, or so and so” – she would say “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me” lol, really and truly my mother was a bit naive about the world, and how pretty much all everyone else ever does is FIGHT. So, while this meant for a very happy childhood, this inability to fight is a huge impediment for later on in life. What All people do in the workplace is fight, and if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you’re not going to last. I’ve seen repeatedly, girls who are loud and can fight; get the job over someone who is quiet - even though they are smarter, more suited, than the girl who got it, who, is actually a complete ‘loud bimbo’, but the bim has an outgoing personality, who pleases everyone, so she gets it. This happens a lot in life, I find it is the loud people who win the most. Although, I know there are others aware of this fact, and are constantly trying to goad me on in certain situations to fight – I find this incredibly annoying, and hey I CAN SEE YOU, you little idiot. And particularly Australians, if they see someone that can’t fight, they are immediately victimised and targeted (an unconscious ‘moth to flame’ situation – stupid blondes do it – dogs do it) and, after many years of observing bullies, I assure you, they are always ‘dim’ people, and the only thing they respond to is fight (they don’t recognize strength when they see it, they only respond to strong language /bravado /threats, it is something I have had to learn to do, still can’t – but I can on paper, and it is affective on paper to a certain degree, it is worth writing about your life including using names and photos - Australians are made up of Hillbillies and Bogans that were outcast from their own home country, this is a whole country formed by immigrants. (I was informed that back in the day, when they were sending immigrants to Australia, certain 'type' of persons was targeted, and the idea of moving to Australia was put into their head, in clever and manipulative ways, because they weren’t wanted in their country) Note, Abos grew up in an ‘idyllic’ country too, back in the day, and look what happened to them when the immigrants came – seems bullying has been apparent from day 1 in this country, it is a way of life. It is shameful. Btw, my mum was also a devout Christian, and attended Bible studies every week once she moved into town. Mum was a trained nurse, she worked at Sydney Royal North Shore Hospital until I was born. She retired to be a full-time mother. She did go back to nursing later when I went away to school, she decided that the family needed a little extra income - underestimating exactly how expensive kids are. So she started her nursing business, she would attend and nurse old war veterans in their homes. Her mobile nursing business, it wasn't like now how they are all contracted out through an agency (through a fat cat who does not actually want to do any hands on work!!). Dad used to do her taxes. Good thing she married an accountant! She would only work in the morning, and then over the years, eventually all the war veterans died so she was left with minimal work, by then I had graduated, and shortly after she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's (age 48), which is very young. She did also have a chocolate business at one point, before she started nursing again. A chocolate person did a workshop in Gunnedah, and was looking for people to sell their chocolate, mum said that she would do it, and she had all the chocolates, flavours and moulds in the pantry. But the diy chocolate was a phase, and phases don't really last long, and so the chocolate business didn't last long either - plus it wasn't very nice chocolate if I recall, lots of Cofer in it I think, and or sugar… I think it was a bit of a scam, with the person who makes the chocolate wanting to take most of the cut, and they use people to sell their chocolate and they get sucked in because, well, it's chocolate. But I think she enjoyed it, she liked the social aspect of it. So, I wrote here, exactly what happens to me in my life, there are n o made-up stories, or exaggerations, I really make an effort to stick to the facts, even though sometimes it may not make sense- "Truth is stranger than Fiction" I do not write in ‘code’ as some people think there is a double meaning for certain things. I am not that much of a complicated person. But I am a firm believer that anything created or started out of a lie, won’t end well -you’re setting yourself up to fail. I feel sometimes it may appear that I fall into the ‘old and bitter’ category now, although, I assure you, it is not because I don’t have a husband! but mainly because I don’t own my own house!! There’s nothing I could’ve done in my life to get one, I could not have done anything different. My parents and I did everything I/we could to thrive in society, but people react to me a certain way (aside from being a little different, I also have, had a slight frame). People are the way they are, until they evolve in the future (and we have evolved a lot from cave man days – it is a clear and definite path, based solely on multiple thinking people, who evoke change and raising of the social consciousness – like the feminist movement to value women, or work unions to protect workers, or peace treaties to stop pointless fighting…pond gardens placed in workplaces and hospitals to promote good wellbeing…... ) I won’t stand for bullies; I would not stay in a workplace with bullies. So, I had to follow paths that would best suit me, it might not be the most agreeable to certain people, nor allow me some luxuries that life can offer, but this is the way society works, there’s really nothing I could’ve done any differently. Anyway, I’m not really ‘bitter’, I’ll give you a little example; when I started to put on weight, I thought maybe I had started snoring again, - waking abruptly (tonsils removed at age 14 due to snoring – I am petite) So I got my phone and put the recorder on all night, so the next morning I was listening to it, what I noticed was for the first two hours or so, after I lay down, and before I drifted off to sleep, I would spend my time thinking about the day, and in that time, I basically would laugh and giggle myself to sleep!! I realised that I was laughing at all the ‘absurdity’s’ that go on during the day, and not only in my life, but if I caught a segment of news for instance, all the absurdities that are going on in the whole world, it’s literally slightly hysterical! (And no, obviously not the domestic gun shooting or the kid with leukaemia) I was later advised, by a little birdy ofcourse, that the news now use humour to sustain people’s attention (before it was always conflict, and ‘pissing’ people off, like fake war stories and fake immigration stories – which is why I don’t bother watching the news, it’s mostly all manipulative bullshit. But they seemed to have evolved into using human interest stories, and humour. I still do not regularly watch the news (I am outraged at the deception). I also, am not the type of person who stops and stares at the car crash, if there is one on the side of the road. Also, I believe there are certain news teams who decide to set the mood and tone of the evening, and if they are happy, then they do humour interest stories, but if they personally are pissed off that day, then they will send a clear message “we are at war” out in the evenings news, and do awful war related stories. Even though it’s been 78 years since World War II ended. But there is a certain element of people, mostly men, who like “warring” so much, that they use, manipulate and trick stupid bimbos (mostly young people) (and mostly women) into doing war acts. There seems to be a lot of copying, not only the Nazis, but all the other politics who went to war with them - from World War II. Still doing it. When I listened to JJJ back in the day, I remember them trying to recruit and train people as spies. There was a ‘spy’ call out across the radio waves. (1996 or thereabouts - Mikey Robins was involved.) That was all about people wanting to fight. About the house reference above; I have come to the conclusion, that being a homeowner is more important than anything else. Because you can’t win in life unless you’re ‘in your own domain’, and having homeownership in a community, is where you’ll find that domain, sense of belonging and purpose - at least then you’ll be in with a chance of winning, at whatever it is you choose to do. You cannot win without your own home. I feel so strongly about this that I don’t recommend having kids unless you can afford to put them in their own home when they wish to leave the nest. At least if they don’t win, or don’t want to win, in life, they will still have an incentive to work and make money, because it won’t all have to go into rent, and somebody else’s pocket. You really can’t ignore the fact that this world revolves around money, and not people. (For me personally I would go one step further; don't have kids unless you're rich. I don't want kids, I never have, but there certainly would be no possible consideration for children if I was not wealthy - it's a No Brainer, no money then no kids, average income, low income - it's not going to cut it. Rich! Although trying to put myself in a rich persons shoes, (as hard as that may be), I am pretty sure I still would not have kids. Some women, as in many women, have kids on Centrelink employment allowance, so then it gets changed to a pension. I personally don’t know how those women could do that. But, I believe those kids grow up with a sense of missing out, a slight chip on their shoulder (grass is always greener), and so this motivates them to be successful and rich in life - I have witnessed this numerous of times. So, perhaps all works out the way it’s meant to. But then again, in Australia specifically there is a deep hatred of rich kids, so rich and successful adults may say, they grew up poor, so as to avoid unpopularity. {if you use the word “quite”, as in ‘it was “guite a beautiful day’, then some people think you grew up rich, are rich, and will not only hate you, but try to steal from you. People mainly are STUPID. And I want to mention something about winning and losing in life, because my definition of winning seems to be a little different from other peoples. I don’t feel it is important to be rich in order ‘to have won’ - one doesn’t go hand in hand with the other. I remember a wise old woman once telling me when I was young, that all the wealthy people she knew, which was quite a few in Sydney, were all miserable and their family lives were in chaos! I think this is worth mentioning because it’s unusual that I see someone who really knows how to ‘live life’. To realise what’s important, to put focus and energy into certain things like good food, good home environments, and abundant plant life and gardens, feeding the birds…. Creating happy family environments. If you have a family - putting energy into maintaining it is very important. But families and kids aren’t for everyone, I have seen too many women opting to adopt because they can’t have kids which is really quite sad, you don’t have to have kids to be a whole and full person, in fact you’ll probably be much happier without -think of it as a sign from God, if you can’t have kids, then don’t! I feel the reason why there’s so much postnatal depression amongst young women, is because they bumble along, and assume they’ve gotta get married and have kids, or have kids if they’re single because this will fill a void, and they won’t be so lonely, (quite ridiculous) and then when it pops out, mother goes into a deep depression, because suddenly it hits them, what it actually means to have another whole life, and their life, and how they know it, is now over, before they really have even lived, perhaps. I believe some mothers are sent away if they are diagnosed with postnatal depression, like a ‘rest”. Well. WHAT ROT. When you have kids you have to be with them, you can't leave them with someone else to look after! I personally believe it's like a spiritual protection thing; if a child has a parents no harm will come to them. so, if they don't have their loving parents around, harm may come: it is like an area of weakness, exposure. So, you can't leave your kids with your sister-in-law and go and have a holiday. You have to plan around your kids, take your kids on holiday. You can't stop and do a business conference for a few days and leave your kids with family and friends. I wouldn't even advise leaving them with mother-in-law's either. One of the biggest factors young women ignore is money. It’s an area where some young women, really step into that whole ‘sleeping beauty’ ‘blonde bimbo’ scenario. You need money to have kids, at least an additional $50,000 per child per year. A lot. (They worked that figure out in 2015 or so, so it’s probably more now.) After I wrote this, I was advised, adamantly, that having a child can also bring up stuff from the mothers childhood, like bad memories, crap childhood, abuse from their mother…. So perhaps it is this that can bring on postnatal depression. Which kind of makes sense, although I still stick to my theory of: postnatal depression because she shouldn’t of had kids. End the cycle. Sometimes when I explain to people what’s been going on in my life, the most common response is disbelief. I’ve been told I have a strength in observation -seeing what’s going on around me. And so, when I tell people what’s going on around me, they don’t believe me! The irony. Of course, I know from the reaction of certain people and the response particularly regarding female harassment issues, that there are people who believe me and know perfectly well whatever I say is true, I have no reason to lie, raised not to, and actually, I have the greater good of the race in mind. There are some people who, when I tell them that Bunnings staff are following me home and stealing from me, they imply it’s because I must have shoplifted from them – I would dramatically like to say, this is not true, in case you haven’t noticed, I am very opposed to stealing. I have strong traits of empathy for others, I know how hard it is to work full time and to earn that money, so if someone thinks they have the right to steal what they did not earn, what’s NOT theirs – it makes me angry. Infact if I were a shop owner, I would put up a sign in the shop “If any girl is caught stealing, she will get smacked with this baseball bat” - and then hang a baseball bat up there right next to the sign, just out of reach of the customers. (With fake blood dripping off it). And anyway at least with my ranting and raving, I am not going to tell you what to do, my mission is only to show you what goes on in my life and how those bullies make me feel about them (what I would secretly do to them if it were up to me), I may have some good advice, things I wish I had been told when I was young- unlike those bitches that work for women’s magazines who tell women to ‘seek revenge’, ‘act like a bitch’, ‘do mean and nasty things’, for a really pathetic reason that doesn’t warrant any revenge it all - only warrants good communication. (Apparently that’s what they do, as I never read magazines, I don’t need to be told how to live. But I sure wish I had of read this blog when I was 18, it would have been far greater help than any of the psyche books, or ‘self-help’ books that I read back then, and I often listen to audio books now, including a lot of autobiographies, and I often think as I listen, that my blog would make far better reading!! Oh, and I have noticed sometimes, whole photo stories disappear completely from my PC, but I have backups on 6 different devices). Telstra/Netgear keep switching my internet off, then I have to do a ‘factory pin reset”- they do it every day, it is a game for them “you have to start again haha!!” More on Telstra problems later. The saboteurs are real, unfortunately, plus I have dogs who declare war on me, in an attempt to save their bimbo dog 'friends'. It does not work; I have not removed anything. And if something disappears, the ‘birds’ tell me about it! and I reupload. Plus I have noticed sometimes my stories get changed slightly with comical spelling mistakes – bugger of you stupid dyslexic bitches who are trying to create awareness. Stop using me. {Ever get the feeling that someone else is cashing in on your life?} This is MY life story blog, if you don’t like it, get your own, {you intruding control freaks} - this is my blog! Least I’m trying to do something; If you don’t like your life, and think ‘what on earth is she complaining about’….well, what are you doing to make your life in your world, a better place? Of all the people I talk, about the names I mention, no one has ever been questioned or charged with stealing. The police have been totally inadequate completely useless in fact, and the reason why these people do it, is because they got away with it in the first place so they continue to do it. {Same with how bullies become bullies, no one stands up to them}. I did report each stolen item to the police for the first 5yrs, but then Constable Sharon Morgan from hillbilly police station in Gin Gin locked me up for 7 days to ‘see if I was crazy’ (what a fucking dog) anyway, I no longer report stolen items to police. The police are really stupid, and only interested in car related activities (definite exceptions to that, some have been very helpful, savvy and sneakygood) Plus, I need to mention, if the suspect is someone rich /respected, or even just a “family man” – they won’t touch them, not even question them, they usually only pick on ‘loners’, especially unemployed ones. (Actually, a common theme by the whole of society) Occasionally they will look into it, and the effect a police officer has just by asking perp about petty theft, is often all it takes for the perp to ‘toe the line’. Plus, it is not good just saying what happened to the police, - if you want them to do anything you have to really get angry, to show them that this is real, it’s happening to me and it is adversely affecting me DO SOMETHING. And note it is important to write down the names of all the people that cross your path in life – in case in 30yrs time, you want to write your life blog – especially write down all the names of your classmates not only at school, but especially any little college course you do /uni/Tafe. Any odd jobs you do, you will be surprised how you will want to remember something about someone in particular- add contact details too. (Get a photo) Also take note of any help chat people from .com sites, or phone call centres, it makes a huge difference if you have their name, not only will they be more alert when speaking to you, and so they’re less likely to misbehave, which I assure you they do, some of them are absolutely revolting in their condescending and lazy manner, but if you take their name down and then put in a complaint about what happened, if something ‘bad’ happened, then that person will be reprimanded and sometimes even fired. So don’t take any of their disrespect, get their name and put in a complaint. (I have had extensive problems with such people – a lot of them are zombies) . I think Cate Cameron is one of those little thieving dogs who is following me around?? - rack off Cate Cameron - we are not friends. Of course, it could be a look alike (as explained earlier re Cathy Goldman, more about that later), if so, very sorry Cate, but you will have some bad karma from that little shop across from the school. (They let one slip through, one that should not have been there.) BTW, this was the same girl who pricked my LiLo on Outward Bound – when we were crossing a swamp, so I had to walk in neck deep swamp with God knows what creatures lurking about. (same girl, same bitch I mean). Later after we were clear of the swamp, and we were up to the clear water part with rocky rapids, one other girl, Niki, offered to share her Lilo with me, she was the only one, eventually, – we had fun! But, also, that girl Cate, was the same girl that saved me from the leech - she is a rather complicated person, but all in all, plain evil. I am really surprised, especially by older people who do not get the concept of social media and transparency - everything you do can be recorded and placed online. EVERYTHING. If you do not want people see you behaving like a bully, then don't act like one. By law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day, onto the internet / social media, ANYTHING (except a personal act like sex /bathroom stuff or children’s changerooms) hence also why I was banned from FB unlawfully by stupid admin who want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties. One more thing, as they have been stealing from me for over 20yrs now, I am a little wiser, now, than when I first realized I was being targeted. The biggest thieves, appear to be retailers, they have connections { All married women who work in their husband’s shop, in Gunnedah (also Tamworth, Gladstone and Gin Gin) steal from customers, whenever they can, if they think they can get away with it - they are disgusting creatures.} In my house at kookaburra Park, they seem to have connections with my neighbours, - they can’t steal without my neighbours seeing them, they work ‘incahoots’ with them, befriending them with zombie female tactics. They have friends who basically do exactly what I’m talking about act like dogs, (Actually I’ve been saying ‘dogs’. And all over my writings, I use the word ‘dogs’, but really I need to change it to leeches - leeches is far more appropriate in describing what these women do; they latch on to people and me and ‘suck my blood’, they follow me home and steal from me and they seem to come up with excuses and reasons why they do it, like if I didn’t say hello or didn’t smile at the checkout chick, or if I parked outside a shop, on the street, then did not purchase from that shop; that would be a reason/excuse for them, to follow me, yell out abuse, and to steal something of mine. This is exactly the type of antagonistic persecutory nazi behaviour that goes on, and I believe eBay is a guilty culprit too, with specific little dogs that work for them and have been stealing from me ‘a lot’ and I put it down to the fact that often items don’t arrive from China, and PayPal refund me, and then the next thing you know something of similar value is stolen, so I suspect that this is related to PayPal and eBay (and because I have IT nerd problems as well with photos missing etc off my PC – but it may not be them, and simply my jealous neighbours who sees and wants to play God – can they be any more wrong or offensive?) So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, - like Ned Kelly, and to come up with ways to steal and power trip. And like I said, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. The giveaway is anyone with half a brain would have something better to do than torment an old lady/ previously young girl. Infact this is so true, I know, I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! TOOLS. Btw, I don’t care if you’re not good at maths, or do not have good memory retaining skills, but if you steal from me and are disrespectful to me, like ‘stalk me’, then you’re a stupid bimbo, plain and simple. I know a lot of people who are not good at maths, but they can sing or draw like you would not believe. BTW, I believe maths and memory skills are things learnt when you’re young, if you’re not good at it when you’re older, it’s because you never learnt it as a child, because the teachers in Australian public schools are totally inadequate, as are parents, because learning to remember starts way before school age. Also one of the biggest factors in learning, is being interested in a vast array of topics, that aren’t related to your life, and this is definitely something that needs to be taught. Interested, in learning, so to speak, in fact I’m not even sure this can be taught? I believe it is key. People who pay attention and are smart, are so because they’re interested. I’m very much against bumbling parents who bumble along and don’t read up about what they gotta do to be good parents. Also, one needs to know, that when a human is born, they are right from the start “natural born thieves”, it is in the genetics, to take want they want to survive. So, a child needs to be literally taught NOT TO STEAL. One can easily survive in this world, no matter where you live – WITHOUT STEALING. I know, so many people (mothers) do not understand this at all, or what their role as mother is. Wake up! I also want to mention here, I am a very polite and respectful person. I would never be rude to a sales person behind the counter, or pick a fight. I’m very softly spoken. It was a standard that I was raised within my family, and also with the private education I had. Being rude or offensive directly to a person is just not an option and certainly not part of my nature. I feel some people think, (and do say to me) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” (similar to the petty theft) But this is just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, feel so ‘injust’ about it, or writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major social issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be disrespectful towards. It is an attitude by small minded little girls in the community of Gunnedah (and elsewhere, Bundaberg just the same) and I’m writing about it. If you don’t want to be friends with someone, fine, just don’t – but you don’t have to act like a disrespectful bitch for someone to get the message. And I would like to warn those bitches, as I have witnessed that behaviour, and those bitchy girls always lose later, in some way, maybe small, or maybe big way. Now that I’ve had years and years and years of these antics from the stupid little girls. I now have the opinion that most people, women, I would say 85%, are basically non-thinkers, they can’t think for themselves, and 10 out of 10 will steal from me. I have also known prominent feminists to also later in their lives, reach this conclusion, a whole change of mind coming about, from experience. Yet, still, I am respectful and polite, as usual. I usually do not want any kind of confrontation or relationship with any other women (when you fight with someone you enter a relationship with them). I believe now, that those dogs behind the counter, can actually sense my belief about them, even though I don’t give them any signs, I keep things friendly, smiley and brief. But they can sense my ‘stance’, and the fact that they can’t manipulate me with their ‘sweet charm’, is the main issue. I’m pretty smart, and this is what really annoys them, and why they are so rude, disrespectful and dismissive. In fact, this whole ‘manipulation’ thing by women, over other women, is so big, that if they can’t do it, they get really ticked off, it’s like they expect to be able to ‘lord over’ and manipulate women in a very passive mind take over way, so to speak, it’s an expectation, and if you’re not susceptible to their takeover attempt, they don’t want anything to do with you - let alone, let you have any chance of getting a job in such an environment. Which is also why I’m trying to explain this and write about it, so younger girls, like me when I was young, who had no idea about this phenomenon, - it was not ever talked about, I never once heard anyone speak of such matters, and infact if I did, I am pretty sure they would be insinuating ‘craziness’. But you need to know about this fact of life, about what women do, and how they are - it’s essential to living. Although, also remember, as I have mentioned, female bully problems, is often about happiness - most bully girls can’t stand to see me (or anyone) happy, that really ticks them off too,- in fact I believe Lady Gaga wrote a song about it “Poker Face”. {Don’t tell beauticians about your life – they are the biggest jealous thieves amongst women.} Women also do this in the entertainment industry to vie for my attention; so if I watch a different show than “theirs” (don’t ask me who “theirs” is), then they organize, via the dog network, harassment on that channel – like they are extremely offensive and rude – a spoilt little brat throwing a tantrum, and I have no idea why – how could I – I am not a mind reader!! This has been a nuisance issue for many years, still in 2025 they do it. Such arrogant peacocks. Someone told me it is also a ‘pretty thing’, as in, plain or ugly girls are treated badly by ‘behind the counter sales girls’ and young men. And that is why, when I was in my 20’s I had a lot of older people telling me to smile, (it helps with an ugly face). I would agree with this. As what would happen, if I didn’t smile, the sales girl would think I was angry, even though I wasn’t angry at all, but just because of my face, like it wasn’t like a pretty sweet ‘made up’ lipstick pink face, so she thinks, I was angry with her, so therefore she starts picking a fight with me, and some of them, - the really stupid ones, would follow me after I left the store, and continue to fight with me, like verbal abuse, harassment, and theft. And I have no idea often who they are, or what the issue is, as they do it from afar, cowards. I think this personally is a big reason why I have had so many women stealing from me - it just comes down to their shallow stupidity. (After writing this particular bit, I’ve had a whole lot of people trying to set me up, to ‘entrapped’ me so to speak, like being antagonistic to invoke anger tantrum from me - it’s like if you poke someone with a stick, sooner or later, they’re going to explode all over you, and they want to see the explosion. (They have been using the post office and couriers - they’re delaying or stealing my deliveries, in order to annoy me). They have no life; bugger off you little idiots. Antagonism – the alcoholics disease. Common in Australia. So, I had here originally, a whole heap of large photos with photo stories, showing and talking about stolen items, and my life, but as I have had to reduce the size of my blog, (in 2023, - 3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is nuisance on behalf of wix. However, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. So, my images have been either removed or made MUCH smaller. This blog is a work in progress still - WIP! so sorry if I repeat myself. I started in 2020, but as the months have gone by, and as I have read my blog, I have gained a better understanding of my life, I have had ‘realizations’ about who is stealing from me, aswell as their stupid motives. So, some of the things I wrote back when I started, have needed to be updated. I am still editing this and doing rewrites. I have noticed my blog is frequently hacked and paragraphs deleted, words changed /spelling mistakes, photos removed, and even paragraphs inserted……sabotage………so I am constantly fixing it – I have a lot of people who read it and keep tabs on everything, and let me know when something has been removed. (Possibly the person deleting my paragraphs, could be the person telling me they are missing? (What the?)). If you want to see any updated original photo stories you can check my Pinterest account, as all new ones are added to the top of the page. I have 4 other back up places. https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/real-australia-social-media/ https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipOW7XXz6HknAvCvBfKYJmI3Ul9WoQIoUW__hW5jgBqVv6P5TOrJUX45suakXMVXzw?key=R0psRFlXTnVRZVM0dnFMTUdSNlV0LTU1VURocU9B The first one refers to the trees by the road, above: Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story I put this photo first, because it pretty much sums up a lot of my life - female bullies, dogging me ALL my adult life - I had teacher bullies as a child too - they are just drawn to me, like a moth to a flame (stupid dsyfunctional emotionally retarded nazi types) . So, a little birdie told me, I mean it could’ve been the queen 😁 but back in the day, when Australia wanted to import immigrants to hasten the ‘civilisation’ process. Over in England, a certain group of people decided they would encourage another certain ‘type’ of person/families to leave their country and move to Australia. They went about and choose all the riffraff/ misfits/ hoodlums and thieves and used subtle techniques to gently persuade, manipulate, and put ideas in peoples heads about moving to Australia for a wonderful start to a new life. So anyway, jokes aside, I believe this probably did happen (in the same manner as how they got rid of Pauline Hanson, tried to get rid of her), as Australia does seem to be full of complete thieving Bogans – in my experience, all 47rs of it. At first I put this photo here {showing the gum trees I planted on the OrangeGrove Rd, near Keepit Dam, Gunnedah) - to say HA! to the middle aged woman who saw me planting the trees on the other side of the road, then returned a few days later with some accomplices and dug them all up, - and stole them! HA! You did not see the trees on the other side, and now they are going great guns. (And shame on you, get some morals, and get a life, what kind of pervy powertripping middle age bimbo stops when they see a young girl planting out trees, harass’s her, then returns later to steal the trees! Heck, its people like you that should be severely fined, you are not worthy of planet earth. And hey! you BunningsBimbo dogs that hound me, bully me, vilify me, and powertrip, why don’t you pick on that tree thief woman - she’s actually a total cunt and deserves it. By the way that woman when she was speaking to me, said she lived just down the road on Tranquille Road, in that house with all the thick pine trees out the front? She may have been lying? 15yrs later after I planted them, I can see on google maps, that an idiot has chopped all those trees down anyway - nature haters, I bet it was Bret Knapman, he is a fireman and hates trees. Typical farmer in Gunnedah. Tree haters, greeny haters. Snobs 5. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of good 22 dinner plates from my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. (none was missing) One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to EBAY STAFF; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherited these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them, they did not want them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour, Heath Barwick? or Steve Carter? Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. She is BIMBO. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. I would say by a copycat. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer). He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it), but anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used ever. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, so not actually stating as such, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden at all, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can! But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; “see, we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it.” This kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the veranda, it is most likely still down at the garden shed today several years later. If you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. Neither of them are no where near strong enough, for me to be around them. (I did not take the watering can with me when I left). Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. So that’s why they took them, so I would replace with their new pink mugs. More later below about that stupidity. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug that he had purchased, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I was down to 4 Arabica plates, I could see they all would be stolen so I may aswell sell my remainder 4 for $22, which I did, then, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. But they did not do coffee cups. And some stupid little bimbo who also saw them, and purchased them, proceeded to break hers, and so over the years stole mine to replace her set (I can only assume this is what happened, as most of my set was eventually stolen, and I had to go to the tip shop in Mackay to purchase some overpriced white square crockery that no one else wanted – and I came to this conclusion because some of my plates suddenly appeared with chips, even though I had not banged them or anything, plus 2 of my rose coffee cups both had chips seemingly overnight at Sarina- and I had been talking to the retailers about getting more of them at the time – like it is a ‘no brainer’, that it was them who replaced mine, with their chipped ones during the night while I slept, - with my dodgy broken front door – the sellers of those mugs stole mine – do the police do anything about those STUPID BIMBOS -nup). Later I found some pink coffee cups – at the same time all my white maxwell and Williams porcelain coffee cups were stolen, (oh gee what a coincidence). But they turned out to be bad ones. It is hard finding the perfect coffee cup – as they have to be fine rim and hold 500ml (and either be stoneware or porcelain). I later found some at the post office, some with roses on them, but 1 was stolen, and 2 broke, and I can’t replace. – Good coffee cups is an ongoing issue. And someone whispered to me, that it was women in the fashion industry who stole my 10 extra large coffee mugs. (?) Stupid bimbos stole them? ofcourse, who else. They deserve a bullet to the ear. I know I make a point of not watching anything fashion related shows on youtube; as they are dogs and steal. I’ve had 8 bowls taken from the new set I purchased (after I had moved location to Queensland). After all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty crockery thievers, (trauma) far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? D-E-A-D (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage). Still today, Dec 2024, as I edit this story for new FB account; that what was what trigged me to do so, reaching for a plate to put my morning cake on, and I noted this was the last remaining Arabia Rustica stoneware that I have - from a complete set - AUSTRALIAN THIEVES. $10000 + worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. The Fire trowel, above ( Fire Trowel, dust pan, stolen on first day of living in new rental ) This was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out. So, one of the above stole this trowel. this was the first of close to 800 items that were stolen from that Rangari rental in the 10 years I lived there. There is no hope. The only person I know who didn’t take it, was dad. I should mention there is another possibility, and that is the neighbour, Heath Barwick. The JellyBabies above: The Big JellyBaby Scam (I make no apologies for my sweet treat tooth!) Darrell Lea have sold out!! Their products are no longer what they used to be. Now the $13 jelly babies, are exactly the same as the $2 jelly babies in the $2 shop. Shame on those thieves. I want my $11 back Blondie. By the way, I noticed there are other confectionery products that are different now from what they used to be; Mars bars, Cadbury. Not sure what they’ve done. Maybe it’s an artificial sweetener or something; it’s not good. Exactly what happened; I have mentioned before on my blog about this short girl, who has blonde hair, in Gunnedah and Tamworth that follows me around to retail shops and steals from me at the checkout, she’s friends with the retailers, actually I don’t know how she manages to wiggle herself in behind the counter, but she does, her main aim is to steal, and those retail owners completely allow her to do this (?) exactly what does she say to manipulate someone into stealing from their customers in such an overt way?? So, in retrospect this is the same girl that was stealing from me at Bunnings, I’m pretty sure this was a girl who stole my goggles at the pool car park and the one who steals from me at the reject shop. That girl belongs in jail. This particular day she was at Darrell Lea in Gunnedah, (I can see everything in retrospect) and when I purchased these sweets for $13 a packet which is kind of expensive for a little packet of sweets, because they are really quite special and unique, (an occasional treat only) they taste much different from the typical sweets you buy the two-dollar shop or supermarket, anyway that girl served me, instead of the usual sales person who is often there. When I got home and tried my little delectables, they were not my little delectables at all, they were the same as the ones at the two-dollar shop! so I’m not sure whether that girl just sabotaged/ swapped my jellybabies only, (which would not surprise me at all, it happens a lot) or if Darryl Lee have completely sold out, as although their lollies are now the same as the ones you get in the two-dollar shop, they are still charging a $13 a packet. But I’m pretty sure later I saw the owner of Darrell Lea trying to save that little blonde thief on telly. I have really and truly had it up to here with stupid little blonde girls who do as they please, steal, lie and cheat, act completely disrespectfully, and then get away with it purely because they’re pretty; bugger off you stupid little bimbos. BTW one well known TV show I was watching, in fact I’m not going to mention any names, but the host was quite famous in the UK and Australia. She was mentioning that she can do as she pleases, and no one ever says anything, she doesn’t get into trouble ever, no matter what she ever did or would do, she was well respected by all DOGS. She would be able to do anything, because of her status as a popular well-paid host. (I am sure that woman, was not one of the ones that has been chasing me and acting ‘disrespectfully’, she was always very polite) It was mentioned, because she could see, that no matter what I do, I get pounced on - not that I do anything wrong or break the law ever, (one work colleague in my past nicknamed me ‘presbyterian’ because I was so good!!) but they come up with reasons and excuses they can use to have a go at me, by chastising, verbal abuse, harassment, stealing, poising me, food spoilage…. Reasons being pathetic like not saying hello to the checkout chick or not saying hello to some complete stranger down the street or not smiling at them, or parking outside a shop then not purchasing from them, once (once, as in for about 15yrs or so) I had this stupid blonde bimbo from Petersham follow and verbally abuse me from across streets/ steal from me because I thought to myself that Petersham is not a really good suburb to have a cat, or for that matter raise kids, so she then took offence and declared war on me in stupid bimbo manner. OMG (case in point) Like whatever reason they can possibly somehow come up with, they have a go at me – just ridiculous things. It’s persecution and I believe Cathy Goldman is involved and Gunnedah Council – a lot of people actually DOGS – I use the word DOGS here because it’s like these people literally behave like ‘simple’ non-thinking dogs and they don’t know it - they can’t stand back and see their own behaviour, and no one has pointed out to them that their behaviour is stupid and dogged. (maybe they should be called leaches) So, I’m doing it now. Stop acting stupid, because I know for a fact that nobody likes to be thought of as stupid. And judging someone because of the job they do, or don’t do/ income, is what a stupid person would do. There are a lot of influences and factors that affect what people do, in my experience it’s not the ‘so nice’ people that get the good jobs anyway, they are people that will ‘tread’ over others to get ahead. These are the people who are most deserving of disrespect, not the other way around silly – not that I encourage disrespecting anyone, I don’t do it, and, I have a lot of reasons to do it. (but now, I name names AND post photos of thieves and harrasses online, which actually gives their dog friends a reason to now ‘hound’ me aswell (more stupidity), but I will not be deterred at this point, after what I have experienced– you picked the wrong small framed girl to steal from. Btw, those people will see later when they are older their stupid ways – you will begin to feel pain from guilt, if I were you, I would listen to me, I have seen the consequences in bullies from my past, you will not want to live those repercussions. I am warning you. (It is too late for most of you; having had so much fun playing the ‘persecutor’ – blinded by your ego and dysfunction – persecuting someone, torturing them, hurting them, or just wanting them to feel powerless and uncomfortable, is NOT a mental illness, it is pure selfish ego powertripping stupidity – not to mention lazy, the lazy persons trick of mind) I have some girls who have been following me around for 20 yrs trying still to make up for their bad behaviour – stupid. And maybe this possibly is the reason why that blonde bimbo was overcharging me at Daryl Lea, but actually I don’t think so; I think the reason then, was because these sweets, these jellybabies, actually are, or were, well, the ‘Ferrari’ of jellybabies - they’re really that good. {I know what I’m doing, do you know what you’re doing} And that short blonde girl is hung up on class, I mean, completely obsessed in the head about class, and she thinks anyone on low income shouldn’t purchase luxury items, and deserve luxury items, and that’s why she stole my sweets for herself, she doesn’t believe that I deserve a luxury item, even though I paid for it, and she DID NOT. There have been other items too, like the quality Coco I purchased from America - it was swapped over after I used only once, for cheap Coco from Cadbury or Nestle (or homebrand). Also, my petrol for the chainsaw and mower was swapped over; I only buy premium for small engines, and someone swapped it over for basic unleaded once, another time they just stole the whole caddy. Other things like they sabotage my clothes of good quality by putting marks or holes in them, or substituting natural fibres for synthetics, she swapped my $1000 kodak camera over for same one but with dirt in the lens. I mean, this girl is REALLY HUNG (mentally retarded) up about class. Can you see how stupid this girl is? Can that girl see how stupid she is? I mean is there going to be some point today or in the future when she wakes up and realises what a stupid bimbo she is? Like that “aha” moment in Les Misérables, when the Chief of police Javert is standing at the bridge in the final scene, and he realises his mortal enemy and nemesis, Jean Valjean, who he has been chasing and hunting for all these years, is more morally upright than he himself, he’s so disturbed by his doggedness behaviour that he kills himself by throwing himself into the Seine River. - When is that stupid blonde going to jump into the river? I know it’s going to happen, stick with me and it will, because I know they have been heaps of bimbos who have crossed my path and have seen the light. It’s only a matter of time you stupid little cunt. Someone told me that they found out who that girl was (because of my BLOG) I’m not in entirely sure if this is true, but I suspect that it might be; that short little blonde has been given the chop, as in she no longer hounds me. I guess when someone was reading about how exactly I feel about this particular thieving bimbo, somebody has reined her in! Indeed I haven’t seen her for some time, and I believe that she does live in Gunnedah, which is over 500km away. I did see someone try to manipulate the sewer at Gin Gin fabric shop last year in exactly the same manner, so if they’ve got a different girl to do it or she’s hiding out of sight, this would not surprise me, I also believe it’s NEGS girl related? (My home/garden/business/life was stolen for this reason) I have the right to live my life without being harassed by anyone. I have the right to spend my money on whatever I see fit. I have the right to be single. I have the right to walk down the street without being followed or verbally abused. I have the right not to be followed / investigated / spied on by DOGS. Anyone who does contrary to this needs to be severely fined, truly, you’re the one not worthy. WAKE UP. Now, this same girl, has been a reoccurring bimbo nemesis in my life: (I still have no idea who she is – I don’t believe I know her, nor have ever been friends or acquaintances with her.) SAME GIRL - Same fucking dog that charged me 5c for woollies supermarket plastic bags, back in 2000, when there was no charge for plastic bags, nobody else instore was charged. You know I could just write same girl that charged me 5c instead of same fucking dog that charge me 5c, but I want to capture exactly how much that little dog has pissed me off, even though when I’m walking around my garden, or sending off some seeds, or designing some fabric, or doing some cooking, house chores…. I’m not pissed off at all. But when I realised, she was charging me 5c and nobody else, that’s how mad I was, at the time, and when I look back and remember that stupid dog, I’m also angry in those moments - and I’m pretty sure every time I curse her in her mind (“that stupid bloody girl”), that girl gets less and less of a chance of having good luck in her life. SAME GIRL -This is the same girl that had something to do with forcing me to work at the nursing home, knowing full well, due to injuring my throat, that I would get sick, she knows that I have never been sick my life, and this fact, and the fact that I’m NOT considered wealthy or high income, really pissed her off. So, she thinks all low-income people should be sick, and all ‘well to do’ people should be healthy, whereas I was the opposite of that, never getting sick and still low income (I know how to look after myself). She is totally screwed up in the head, she is sick in the head, not to mention evil. And this is the true nature of a lot of women, I recall some of the young girls at private school were exactly the same, totally ‘hung up’ about class and money, as were some of the staff. SAME GIRL - I noticed at one point in Gunnedah, around 2006 when I was doing my horticulture course. That for some time there had been certain girls who followed me around, especially at Tafe (they would hide) who wanted to try to get me to talk in slang and put on weight - this is going to be quite difficult to explain how they did this, how they tried. But I can definitely tell you why they were doing this; so other people around me, won’t be confused about the fact that I had no ‘status’ in society - you see, if you speak well, you dress well, and you’re not overweight, people assume that you’re ‘well to do’ and have a place in society and should be treated with respect. Not to mention are more ‘desirable’. Those girls really hated that about me, because I was a mere Tafe student, according to their dog rules, I had no status in society so to speak. Yet, I am able to command a certain level of respect without having to do anything, to ‘earn it’ so to speak - not that I think people should have to earn respect, this is something that should be given to everyone from everyone. But, well, actually I don’t think I can even begin to explain some of the things they would do, to try and get me to talk badly and put on weight - I’m pretty sure it didn’t work for them. It wasn’t until I got sick and they handicap my foot, that I started putting on weight - I’ve always been skinny, my whole life, and I’m really not sure about the way I speak, but I do seem to get a good response when I talk to people on the phone / way more than email - it’s like they can hear my tone, and they respond positively to it, even though I much prefer communicating via email. I want to quickly mention, the ‘desirable’ I mentioned above. Being noticed by men is something that jealous women hate, so much so, that I have had a group of women find out who all the single men are in town, in Gunnedah, that may be lurking around me, and they have matched them up - they have gone and found matches, from all parts of the world to match up a single man - to make sure I don’t have anyone who may possibly give me reasons, to be highly ecstatic. I told you: they are jealous of everything. And by the way, if you’re a single man who crosses my path, you’ve got no chance of remaining single for too long. I can assure you, they will find you someone, someone that you cannot resist. They now pride themselves on being matchmakers, out of spite for me. Isn’t that typical female. SAME GIRL – I strongly suspect Cathy Goldman the boarding house mistress from boarding school has something to do with this, because I would always come home to the boarding house after each meal, and just walk up the stairs past the desk, chatting with my friends, whereas a lot of the little ‘teachers pets’ types would hang about the desk and chat to Cathy Goldman (She wanted to be worshipped by the young girls) I however, being a healthy girl, would pay her no attention, mainly because of my experience with her in Year 7 - she’s a fucking idiot. But I would never be disrespectful to her, and she told me one day when I went past her – she yelled out at me on the stairs, that not stopping to speak to her like all the other little girls was disrespectful. And so, I, being a sassy 13yr old, was not about to stop and play nice with that stupid woman, so I told her she should earn her respect and just kept walking, which I don’t regret because she completely failed her duties two years prior, and she should’ve been fired - read the “School bully story“. But she was still there, and she was obsessed with me, and so that comment, I think, stuck in her stupid little dog head, and possibly is fuel for her, as to why she is still hounding me (as I mentioned on numerous occasions) and possibly she is the person behind that stupid little blonde telling me that I am not worthy constantly, because of that comment. Although I have never seen her at those times, but it wouldn’t surprise me if she was in the background hiding and working those stupid little blonde girls like puppets. I have seen this happen on several occasions. So, she is the only person I can think off that would have a reason (albeit ridiculous) to want to hate/fight me, I cannot think of anyone else who I have done the wrong thing by. I have informed the police about Cathy Goldman, and I have not seen her since, but it has not been that long, and like I said – obsessed with me. OBSESSED, like only a dog can be. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men, and as I wrote this, I know there will be people who read this and think “oh yeah, bullshit, it was just a coincidence she got sick it wasn’t an evil plan by some stupid bitch” – which just proves my point about the unwillingness to see what women are really like. So, I think this girl did more than just ‘will’ my sickness, she took action, she has friends of friends. I know I have witnessed many circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. SAME GIRL - I also heard this girl when I was ‘abducted’ by the police and Bundaberg mental health to ‘see if I was crazy’ (unbelievable violations). I heard her, I didn’t actually see her, she was being sneaky. But when I am under attack, as I was in that situation - I know what to say, how to think, how to carry oneself, and so she gave up and left, declaring that I had won. (? not entirely sure what I won?? – there were certainly no cash prizes! mmm wait a minute, covid19 cash grants!....) So, this girl most definitely has something to do with locking me up against my will (and against the law) too, see evil. Who the hell is this stupid girl, who the hell does she think she is messing about with my life like this? My life is none of your business you stupid little girl. Could someone please go get her a supervisa husband? -she cannot function properly on her own. Next along that row, is me! Me, 46yrs at Colosseum, QLD, after being ‘cast out’ of my home town in Gunnedah Great achievements come from permanence It’s such a catastrophe having to re-locate several times, many times in fact, in your life, especially if you have pets or are a gardener. I know cats get really attached to the whole situation, it’s like the yard, the house, it is their life, and relocating for a cat just doesn’t make sense at all, and I feel, it’s pretty much the same with a humans of any age, but especially kids, in my opinion. Kids need to form ties and bonds with same age generation, - actually, not only important with children but with their parents, and community too. It’s the people you know that will help you later on in life, possibly push you over the edge to get that good job or to get that good apartment by just a mere word from someone you know (thank you Mrs Finney). This has been very true I found in life, more so than my skills/abilities. The people I know have been more important, of course you will need to have skills and attributes to back yourself! but I’ve noticed it sometimes doesn’t matter what you know, or if you’re highly skilled, because you can’t be successful without a support team around you, this means family, or people close to you that are like family, that offer support like, emotional, moral, 2nd opinion, security – that kind of support. And this is true in business, as well in situations where you find yourself in trouble, like in court or dealing with the police. If you don’t have the support, just don’t set your life expectations too high. And forming attachments to big old trees – watching them grow from seedlings in your yard, all really important things to do in life. Don’t get me started on the problems I have with hair conditioners….I find one that is super good at detangling, I purchase it again, only they change the formula to one that is hopeless at detangling. It seems, every brand does it, not just Pantene! And last photo along that row above is My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation In summer, this sling really makes a difference with the inflammation. I am currently applying for Disability Pension, so far, I been rejected twice, - they do not believe me. Not enough medical evidence. And “foot has been stabilized” - whatever that means, and they did not tell me those reasons, I had to phone and ask why, and they were very reluctant to sate any reasons, it’s like they want me to go through this long arduous drawn-out process with them, I feel they are kind of desperate. Maybe both feet have to be out of action to qualify for Disability? It does state clearly on their website if you have had a medical certificate condition longer than 3 yrs, you will be entitled to a Disability Pension, well I am up to 5yrs. They are thieving liars – it is just like when they refused me for Aus study back when I was 18. Thieving cunts who work at Centrelink. Thieving cunts. Plus, since I have to deal with them about this issue, they have caused many contradictory hoop problems, particularly about Identification, one call centre person says no I don’t have to go in to a counter to Id myself, and then the next time says I do, and that’s why it is not processed? (They do ask you to upload all id stuff like birth certificate etc, which I did). BUT also, a bit later, my birth certificate was stolen out of my house AT THIS TIME – the original green one, I believe it is Centrelink related, as when I had to deal with Centrelink in 1992, back then my birth certificate was also stolen, along with my passport. (I had to send off to Births Deaths and Marriages for a new Birth certificate, which I will have to do again $60 fee - maybe the dogs at Centrelink have whole “fake ID wrought system” going in Australia??). They are unbelievable antagonistic, condescending, power dripping, thieving cunts. This was Bundaberg office at the time; I find naming the Office actually makes a difference, sometimes there can be whole staff sackings with new staff being brought on. Wake up staff. BTW in 2025 they ignored my medical certificate from the Dr; so, the 6yrs of incapacitation would go back to 0yrs. They ignored their rule of 3yrs, so why would they not ignore 6yrs too! Unbelievable antagonistic, condescending, power dripping, thieving cunts. (as I was writing this, again, white SUV parked next door at Bob and Helens, and they beeped me – I would say related to this birth certificate theft – GET A LIFE LITTLE PEOPLE). My uncle Chris thinks I should be getting Disability payments. He thinks I would not have to deal with so many stresses then, or it would be easier. (5 years now of being unable to walk properly, longer than 15 minutes or do any exercise. 5 years, you should see my big butt! – actually I have found having a big butt and a big belly, gets rid of ‘little shallow’ girls and boys. It’s a bonus. (And a little surprising for me, for those people to think that I would have someone so shallow in my life in the first place!) They don’t know me too well. Another example of “ways to get rid of pricks”. Actually, I want to say more about those neighbours: Bob Elder, I'm pretty sure I've written about this before, something about Bob lawnmowing and making bang noises with his lawnmower to make a disturbance in the neighbourhood - but I couldn't find it. Probably stolen. It mentioned some of the other antics that my neighbours get up to, to try and manipulate me. Or antics to express their annoyance at something I do, or don't do. It's really strange, it's like they think it's “make a wish”! Well, this is not Make-A-Wish!! You know, if somebody would like to wave their magic wand at me and state Make-A-Wish? it would be: for those people who steal for me to be assassinated, to be shot dead when they're caught leaving my house with my stuff - that's what I want SHOT DEAD – with news coverage, so everyone can see what's going to happen if you steal from someone; you're going to be SHOT DEAD plus your body would be left lying there, for ages, until somebody from Council gets around to coming along, and cleaning up your body. Seriously this is it -if it means shooting the young grandson of my old man neighbour, – then I would be very happy to see the thief shot dead. “Oh well”. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ For the box: I have since come up with better ways to get rid of inflammation; involving hot water and essential oil! I need to show you a list of items that have been stolen from me , beginning from when I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. So you can see what I am really complaining about. These are the items I know about. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs in, when I realized I was being targeted by same people and I wanted to do something, as the police were unable to do anything. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would allways be stolen too. I’m up to about 800 now - 800 small, everyday items. (just what I know about, there is prob heaps more). But since posting photos of them online, some have been returned later, sometimes much later, I'm guesstimating there would've been about 20 such items returned). I believe they take small items because this will fall under the radar of the police, if it was more valuable items the police would take a greater interest and would possibly find the culprit out. So here is my list; (I include the replacement value. The price not listed is stress and worry) I mean, I don’t expect you to read through the whole list, but just to get a general gist, and to show how much there is, what an impact the thieving is having on my life. That I have to record everything that has been taken because there’s been so much, and this is how I can possibly do something about it, plus deal with it psychologically speaking. Also, I am a crafty person, so I have a lot of little craft materials alongside my seed business -they steal both craft products and seeds equally. So this is a list of items from 2015 onwards, but they did steal before then too, occasionally, it started when I was living at Pendle Hill in Sydney with the theft of my original birth certificate from my flat, and passport from centerlink Parramatta. It could well be centerlink staff who are stealing, allthough being unemployed does not seem to be the determining factor. They steal all the time, at work, not at work, from shops, from my house, from my car, from my body when I am out, all the time since 1994; {Note, wix, cannot do 'copy and paste' from Word, the formatting gets lost here, numbers are lost too} I list the replacement value, the price not listed is stress from being targeted by bullies. And hey all narcs: I did not steal from anyone for retaliation thefts - you idiots. 1. Sewing machine oil 2ltr (brand new bottle)(2006)Melbourne; a lot of thieves in Melbourne, I think they followed me back to Gunnedah? $40 2. 2 lt pva glue (2006) Melbourne $18 3. In Melbourne - city Council are parking ticket related thieves, nonsensical signs to trick - money making scam, you are going to burn in hell {Gunnedah did it once too} $500 4. Lip balm, half of it, (2005 after returning from Melbourne RMIT – Melbourne was a mistake – total cunts and thieves in Melbourne – weird things stolen while I live at dads) 5. Anni difranco cds x 3 (this record was stolen, I had to re type it in 3 Anni difranco cds 6. Copper kettle, prob heaps more, was not really aware I was being targeted by thieves at that point 7. 1 tube Liquid nails (2015 onwards) $7 8. Lawn mower oil 2lt $12 9. 4 tyres/wheels taken off my car that broke down near Keepit Dam, NSW $1000 10. Sunglasses x 2 $100 11. AAA batteries x 7 $12 12. Goggles (from locked car at pool car park) $30 13. Air conditioner cork from the unit $12 14. Copper kettle (removalist or flatmate Mat from Melbourne or family member?) $85 15. Good Dust Brush and $5 16. Fire trowel (first day I moved in, only Heywood’s and my dad/brother were there) $45 17. Moisturizer $15 18. Knitting materials $12 19. Petrol Receipts (seriously) $? 20. 2 loose screws taken out of car passenger seat in Tamworth outside Op shop in Hill st $5 21. Sewing Snippets $10 22. Trowel/ shovel (giant blue one from Bunnings, stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker)$35 23. Very large painted pink sprinkler $19 24. Tube stock and label $12 25. A4 image print $55 26. Gunmetal tweezers $24 27. Bike led light $15 28. House Keys $100 29. 2 Anhi DeFranco CDs $50 30. Beetles vinyl record, it was a blue cover with flowers I think 31. Secateurs x 3 $35 32. Piping bag attachment $35 33. 2 t/ware containers filled with garlic $40 34. Folk-art Door Note Pad $35 35. 5kg mince from freezer $50 36. Seed capsule (pyriformis) off the tree out front $12 37. 2 hair large butterfly hair clips $20 38. Red screwdriver $12 39. Tree vandalization, could have been roos $345 40. Eucalyptus melanophloia seeds, seed collected from Heath Barwick’s dads property $10 41. cat brush $2.39 42. RIT dye $10 43. ShopDoor Bell, School bell, string of doorbells x 2 $50 44. Plastic Tap from 60L Container $15 45. Knitted intarsia wool bag Xmas time/ returned 3mnths later (in a sorry state with courier ticket attached)? Maybe little sister Penny Bieman or little zombie Brother Daniel? $150 46. nail curve scissors $20 47. black non-stick spatula $6 48. Car Jack from car boot at mechanics $45 49. Vintage Leather hat box from Henry st garage just after dad died $90 50. fur stole (nice lush one, from house, could have been siblings but more likely neighbours$200 51. power board $20 52. 1kg Bio Zed laundry powder x2 $25 53. red bag lost left in town at Vinnies / but later returned to my house to the laundry 54. 3 x silver plated parfait spoon that was stolen (at Bulga, plus fridge sign taken/replaced) $65 55. marinated onions in jar $15 56. 3 Victoria Knox knives $35 57. Emails disappear, lists hacked, forms changed (virus protection make no difference) $? 58. Pkt 10 green irrigation spray heads $12 59. Mulberries – blonde hair in tree! $25 60. Apples off tree $25 61. whole tree of nectarines, whole tree $100 62. a photo of that cute little Kurrajong tree at keepit turn off? Did I take one or not? 63. white headphones – taken/returned 64. sewing machine dust brush (suspect Katie carter or Emma Finlayson neighbours and both sewers) $12 65. forms/paperwork $stress 66. Chocolate Caramel Tart recipe from pin board (salted) $? 67. Drill key x 2 off veranda $34 68. Front Door Key $30 69. 6 in 1 screw tool $22 70. Stanley screwdriver brand new $12 71. X2 knitting needles, 3.75, 47” + 24” $30 72. wooden pegs $4 73. socks/underwear off the line $20 74. scissors $5 75. tennis ball from car in Gunnedah parked at irrigation place $5 76. electronic stud finder $30 77. flour – they swap my bulk bread flour for pastry flour? Repeatedly this is a problem $200 78. 2 plug in light bulbs $12 79. ball of black cotton yarn $16 80. water bottle and cooler from Gunnedah Art Gallery $50 81. dowel rolling pin off top of fridge, I suspect spoilt little brats from MasterChef $15 82. jar of Duck fat $6 83. 4 gift cards stolen by staff / volunteers at Gunnedah art gallery $20 84. Timber from Bunnings checkout queue, returned next day to back of my Ute? 85. Pin from Wool picker, mysteriously returned 12 months later $14 86. 4.5mm x 40cm circular knitting needles $12 87. 400g white alpaca $20 88. 3 good trowels $40 89. Wrench spanner shifter, I suspect Heath Barwick $12 90. Irrigation joiner with red cap; x 4 $123 91. blue/3 green irrigation spray heads $11 92. Airs let out of trolley and 2 wheelbarrows o/n I suspect David Heywood $200 93. 2 face washers $70 94. purple D clip $12 95. Front door key, again, how many times do I need to replace the front door lock? $40 96. art metal spatula retuned 3 years later – not kidding 97. Tape measure for pool, 30m x 3 – all 3 were stolen $70 98. Stoneware x 16 brown plates Arabia Ruska STONEWARE $360 99. Another 4 brand new secateurs $40 100. Key chain $100 101. 7 China graph pencils $30 102. Shopping list from locked car (plus dogs in Tamworth) 103. Metal rod from window, when I was asleep with window open, and God knows what else 104. Another 3 pairs of secateurs $30 105. Another red irrigation cap $1 106. Blue pruning saw / returned (what happened to my orange pruning saw?) 107. Half head garlic 108. Propagation vandalization –always on a Friday or Saturday night $12 109. Flower seedlings $12 110. Soapwort- stolen after that girl with red hair on the BBC ‘Gardner’s World’ TV show explained how to ‘lift’ to transplant little plants$12 111. Acacia seeds, rare $100 112. Acacia spectabilis seed, whole tree $25 113. Hakea seed, Euc seed $35 114. Another gazania ‘kiss’ seedling $10 115. SanDisk 32gb secure digital SD card sdhc hc g class 4 / returned 116. Deodorant x2 $8 117. Sticky tap dispenser $10 118. Plums off tree, and chook trodden on, breaking leg $40 119. Unpick, blue $10 120. Nuts, pickpocketed out of bag at the Barber St Doctor reception $10 2014 female dogs 121. Rayon silk embroidery thread x2 $12 122. White Cotton voile off the roll $20 123. 7.5mm bamboo circular needles $12 124. 7mm bamboo circular needles $12 125. Bolt and nut, unscrewed from channel, 1 of 36 taken $12 126. Tin snips, later returned with additional pair plus a new hammer turned up on my shelf? $22 127. calculator pickpocketed out of bag at Tamworth Bunnings by staff there $34 128. freshly collected Euc seeds from car parked at Taminda, guy in mid-30’s $20 129. plug and joiner fittings $5 130. 6 x 30cm metal ruler $40 131. House entered when I absent, security system switched off ? 132. Mannequin displayed at Gunnedah Art Gallery taken then returned damaged $145 133. Power keeps getting switched off I suspect Steve Carter $ A LOT 134. Tape measure retractable 3m $10 135. Back door opened, cameras not enabled when I was in Tam. Swann switch off? 136. 2 small screws placed in plastic bag in living room 137. Hose fitting washers $5 138. Every time I order from Dural Irrigation, I HAVE HOSE RELATED ITEMS STOLEN $ A LOT 139. Home invasion while I sleep, several items moved about? New Jumper cut, feather placed? 140. Cutlery, 8 metal knifes (purchased from Vinnies!) $5 141. Watched landlord drain all water out of rainwater tank – David Heywood, child walking around in an adult body. 142. Car scratched up, muffler damaged, saw tampered with, pots knocked off, eggs stolen…... 143. Eucalyptus microcorys seeds – a whole lot, could be rubiginosa $60 144. 50ml Aluminium Balm Tin Lip Gloss Container $1.04 145. Lip Pigment Makeup Liquid $1.98 146. Kapok Tree vandalized, could be birds? Lights outside, the contract shooter Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend?) $50 147. Shooters 4am outside window, 10 shots until I switched light on Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend? 148. car broken into a rural health clinic, park brake left on, not sure if anything taken 149. 10L unleaded fuel from locked shed $19 150. Washing powder (lights outside) $7 151. Silver earing pieces x 10 $2 152. Red ochre pigment $5.80 153. At least 8 torches $80 154. Knitting pin stitch holder, later returned to my floor, seriously, Friday 15th 2014 $20 155. At least 5 reading glasses, 3 pickpocketed out of bag , in Gunnedah female theives$40 156. Hakea grammatophylla seeds $12 157. 9 black pens $12 158. Red sewing clippers - window opened to bar (7cm gap) gauze shimmed off $1 159. Watch battery mysteriously materialized on my floor? 160. Black yoga top, used and unwashed (blackout/cows in, I suspect landlords daughters)$20 161. Silver clip, replaced with black stationary clip ? 162. Glass $7 163. CCTV cable $40 164. 4 stoke oil, new bottle $20 165. Chrysanthemum Indicum seed Double Mix $20 166. Blue nylon cord $10 167. Kodak camera $1000 168. Twine x 1 ball $4 169. Chainsaw nut ($30 to replace) $30 170. 400g alpaca hand dyed with Mulberries, wine colour $50 171. Protractor $12 172. Spare key / fine bone china smashed $90 173. Pink silk sleeve pair $50 174. More Arabia Ruska STONEWARE dinner plates x 2 $40 175. Liquid paper $5 176. 1.6mm Bic pen $5 177. Poinsettia Princettia cuttings $ 178. pool stuff used and tissues thrown in pool YUK 179. Chamelaucium uncinatum - Geraldton wax seeds $10 180. screw to chain lock $5 181. Blue nylon fishing cord $10 182. Bormioli Rocco Glass jar full of fresh dried apricots $17 183. 2 long wooden spoons then returned 184. 4 more yellow secateurs $40 185. 4 blue secateurs $40 186. 4m dark green georgette fabric, off the roll $20 187. Stunning silver rose ring (I mean stunning), that one was ages ago in 1998, I still miss it$700 188. Orange Taylors chalk $5 189. Body Thermometer $1.72 190. 2 frozen bananas? $1.40 191. Chainsaw screw (maybe dingbat repairer forgot to put it back on?) $7 192. Tat soi seed $15 193. Irrigation filter $16 194. Another 32gb usb, pink, full of knitwear photos $50 195. Plastic jug $3 196. Metal ice cube tray with automatic lever vintage $50 197. Eggs 198. Californian poppy seedlings (true pink form of ‘Ballerina’) $100 199. Wide spray head off (the white one) pressure cleaner, taken from locked shed $7 200. Kennedia seeds $5 201. I bought several roses online 2009 from a rose seller called Better Homes Gardens (it was not the BHG tv website) but inretrospect, I’m thinking NOT actually a rose seller, but a tv dog onselling roses?? I bet she had blonde hair. I can’t remember how much they were, so I cannot say they stole from me, maybe they were doing me a favour with discount price?? who knows. But deceiving me, lying, definalty. 201. House Keys between 434 and 439 2/08/15, while I was getting the washing of the line $100 202. Black/red pliers. Later returned to different spot and something else taken (my keys) 203. Wood from back of Ute (one day I watched Ute on street from inside, men, walk up, look inside for anything to steal) 204. Purple bottle brush seeds and label $50 205. 2 rego tickets of desk, later returned they did not pay them! 206. 10 Drill Bits 0.5mm $1 207. 2 more lack yoga tops $30 208. Premium fuel swapped for regular fuel in my 10L caddy, I can tell difference, old lady at Centrelink did it$15 209. My outdoor tweezers from special spot $2 210. Pottery bowl cracked (motor biker and bar off kitchen window) $50 211. Vent Foil tube (from roof storage) later returned 212. Clasp Hasp and Staple 4" $1.78 213. The doctors card with email ? 214. Paper scissors 19/10/2015 11:00 AM (prop some Euc seeds too) $5 215. Glass head pins (stolen by Heath Barwick for Emma Finylayson) $7 216. 2 pins for clamps (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned by Mark Kesby at Longs – NONTHINKING ARSHOLES $20 217. Tweezers – outdoor ones 2nd pair replacement $4.09 218. Toggle $2 219. KnitPro cable 60cm long one $20 220. Mosaic Tiles $25 221. My 1 yd cotton skivi Top in fabric in my Apple Blossom Cluster on white h fabric $45 222. My 1yd cotton pants in maidenhair fern print $45 223. My 1yd cotton night in apple blossom print x2 $45 224. My 1yd cotton night in smoky pink $45 225. My silk cotton shirt in Queen Beige shirt fabric $45 226. Pima Cotton plant $15 227. Eucalyptus orbifolia seeds $45 228. Hakea multilineata seed (maybe Janet Hathaway’s kids stealing seed? Or 2 male presenters on Gardening Australia) $5 229. Orange capsicum seedlings $20 230. Scoured Blue Faced Leicester Fleece 100g $6 231. 3 Colour Stripe Wool and Mohair Rib Cowl - any good things photographed online; stolen$100 232. E. citriodora tube stock (maybe Sarah Fergusons daughter from Peter Long steals plants?)$30 233. Lavender oil from eBay $12 234. Macadamia vandalized 235. Letter from Donna Keegan stolen 236. Ariat shoe brush (unbelievable) $15 237. Amythurst pendant earring just 1 taken $15 238. Ruby 32gb usb / later returned 239. 2kg sugar brand new unopened from kitchen cupboard- masterchef spoilt brats?? $2 240. Hose spray $15 241. Rudolf Steiner school book stolen then returned 242. Rose quartz heart stone silver plaited pendant - returned (because I know how to kick up a stink now!) 243. trees vandalized 244. Eucalyptus lansdowneana x 3 tubes, Eucalyptus citriodora x2 t, Eucalyptus leucoxylon x1 t $18 245. Pima cotton plant, dug up $15 246. D clamp, stolen then returned to living room - 247. Booklet of 5 stamps from desk (free concession booklet from post office) $5 Total so far $6606 plus $1500 Swann CCTV +running cost and time 248. Rapunzel DUTCH cocoa replaced with NATURAL cheaper cocoa in container; something a dog would do, unbelievable stupid bimbo girls out there, possibly a chef stole it, from masterchef (spoilt little brat) $12+$22postage 249. 1 pink / grey stripe cashmere glove only 1 (SYTYCD?) $25 250. Master padlock stolen at gate between 130pm and 4pm 20th June, same day Ken from Telstra was here to connect the phone, reported to Gunnedah police, phone rang out 3 times, before Tamworth answered, and did nothing so called theft line Ronda who said police will come here (never turned up) but Telstra credited me the cost to replace the padlock 251. New White leggings – COTTON / SPANDEX JERSEY $30 252. More 7mm x40cm bamboo circs 253. Mail box vandalized again (I suspect Steve Carters nephews) $90 254. 32 GB iPod returned to car ? 255. Glue unopened e62360256 Anne (reported to Damian Wood at Gunnedah – but he is hopeless, did not even bother making a report- glue returned 1 week later 256. 2 tomato plants $15 257. 3 eggs (I suspect H&H Refrigeration, Bret) $5 258. Forgot to lock and power switched off, not sure what was taken, no electricity 259. Black / Silver zippered Harry Who Top $200 260. Unripe fruit picked left outside tunnel; 4 trees $400 261. Whole chilli tray $12 262. 1 orange capsicum tube $5 263. More 3mm metal dpn and 3mm bamboo dpn $3 264. Plant: Pink flowering Ironbark - Eucalyptus sideroxylon. Tube stock $10 265. Plastic egg 20/12/2016, returned 1 week late, then stolen again 31/3/2017 $1 266. Purple head of Garlic $10 267. Eucalyptus sideroxylon – Pink Flowering Iron Bark – x 5 tubes $50 268. 3mm bamboo circular needles x 3 pairs 120cm $30 269. Needle threader (they took 1, I still have 1 left) $1 270. Secateurs out of the car, last trip into town, parked at the Dentist in Barber ST $16 271. Cat biscuits, the whole bowl, I think Emma Finlayson stole that $10 272. Green garden bag from garden express (1), still have 2 left $20 273. Spare key – they left it on log for me to find, after stealing fly squat?? 274. Fly squat that I inherited from Dad – souvenir from Tasmania Trip, later returned $20 275. Favourite Black potting tray / pot $15 276. F&P Dish Draw – by dodgy devious way $1200 277. faux fur yarn from Gwen Wilsons house, later returned $15 278. vintage weeder from Tulcumbah (maybe Tomas who’s friends with Cull /knapman boy) $50 279. hot wax poured on my ball of cat / alpaca yarn – crazy idiot 280. 2 butterfly claw clips taken, then returned 281. Seedless white Grape Vine plant in 12” pot $25 282. Plastic bag from shade house taken then returned a day later no value whatsoever 283. Pears off tree – bird alarm at 2am, 340am and 5am, not a bird stalker? 284. Watering can taken then returned from shade house $12 285. More fresh eggs, literally would be 100’s now $50 286. Photo of that strange bird, taken off my PC (hacked) $200 287. iPod screw from car– and I am pretty sure they dislodged the lcd screen on both $344 x 2 288. Strawberry guava all off tree/ aerial spraying, no fruitfly this year, arshole and STUPID Steve Carter . Aerial spraying poisons over me on the hill, just up from house, and my house. DUMB 289. Sideroxylon tubes x 3 so far 290. Missing footage on cctv after going into town 291. More 3mm Bamboo circular knitting needles – 40cm, 80cm and 120cm $25 292. Half bottle of face moisturizer, while pressure cleaning, reported Ray, he considers it lost - arse $14 293. Clove oil $12 294. Folk art needle holder, timber with orange flowers? $35 295. Pyriformis seedling 296. No more gaps sealant $25 297. Gold brown sunnies 298. Purple sunnies (just discovered these hopeless aluminium windows can be opened easily if not shut all the way) 299. Reading glasses at Joblink Plus $1 300. Wide Chisel taken when gap filler was returned, later returned $15 301. Red handled paint scraper, later returned, then later stolen, plus my 2nd one was stolen $50 302. Fabric design Silver Eucalyptus foliage Warm, I think, not sure, I have so many things stolen 303. Asparagus knife from chook yard Sunday (17th /18th September 2017) night at 3am $12 304. HDMI cable and Auxiliary cable from new DVD from living room floor, same night as chook mysteriously got stuck under a log outside the penn – left window open dammit $10 305. ANGOPHORA costata - Smooth-barked Apple Gum SEEDS $10 306. EUCALYPTUS calycogona (pink fls) (WA) - Pink Gooseberry Mallee $10 307. Car windows open, battery flat next day – new battery, someone tampered with it? $200 308. Gomphrena canescens labelled seed tray $10 309. Hakea falcate? Something awry in shade house, not sure what, could be labels swapped? 310. Plastic seed tray with lid $10 311. Small orange handled screw (I think my overlocker was tampered too) $6 312. Whole tree of Eucalyptus leucoxylon rosea – Pink Flowering Yellow Gum seed pods 313. 3.25mm x 80cm, 3.75mm x 80cm, 5mm x 80cm, 2 lots 3.5mm x 80cm Metal Circular knitting needles – up to 16 pairs now that have been stolen $100 314. Whole tree of Eucalyptus lansdowneana seed pods taken 315. Kennedia nigricans - Black Coral Pea, SEED X100 (so many seeds, must be landlord related) 316. 30g Callebaut (heaps of Callebaut chocolate, what I mean by heasp, is 6mnths supply stolen with each 10kg bulk order – so many grams, grams plus grams of chocolate. I hope that person gets cancer and dies. 317. Pruning saw, later returned along with blue Philips head $40 318. Rake (the big plastic green one, the really good ones $50 319. Brazil nuts stolen by receptions friends at barber st Medical centre- pic pocketed, someone later told me, was stolen by famous musician with blonde hair, no idea who, don’t listen to music – another clinic that needs to be sued. That makes 3 now, the local Sarina clinic is begging for it too. 320. Calculator, the good solar one from school in the 90’s (belonged to Tomas, little brother, may have been him?? $50 321. paper oriental umbrella with my black-and-white design 322. Pool light component, the electronic back end wall fitting part $370.00 323. Binoculars, really old crap ones in case with strap $50 325. The dogs might have stolen my victor mower? I can't quite remember but I had to use dads mower because mine broke or something? so it could've been sabotage since Victor went out of production my mower my Victor was a really good one…. Also had problems with 2 neighbours who sprayed poison over my house and me, the 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2u5T8jWsVA (Forced relocation, basically due to bullying and pure jealousy. Get off your arse and build your own vege patch) At this point I moved (first Kesbies, then Long Cottage) (beginning of 2018), I was hoping thieving would stop, with the advent of new neighbours, but it has not, I think my new landlord likes to ‘play’, like a cat with a mouse, or a whale with a seal – (total drunken idiotic behaviour), Peter Long and also is eldest daughter, both lawyers, aswell as partner Sarah Ferguson and her daughter, a whole stealing bully family, they do not know right from wrong, and have no concept of the whole win/win situation Also at this point I started listing my stolen items online, and, I believe as a result, some items have been returned 324. Letter/ Calendar/lease forms (later returned) 325. Green hose joiner/returned 2 days later $1 326. 8+ white 500ml coffee cups major coffee cup shortage now $20 327. Homemade Hat, wind proof why? $30 328. Old rusty large Splatter guard (something rusty like this does not usually get stolen?) $10 329. lendrum c clip (pried off with pliers, and pliers stolen too, those pliers have been stolen and returned about 4 times now, those pliers were worth about $60, they were good ones, later found destroyed in my car tyre with the red part missing, I suspect Peter placed it under my tyre so when i reversed out it would puncture it ($200) + $12 330. 50g alpaca / silk (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 331. Nutribullet gasket (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $24 332. So you think you can Dance season 11 ep 1 -5 DVD 333. Black textas x 4 $20 334. Pkt of seed – Russian Onion seeds returned 6 mnths later to my desk! 335. Flat tyre -the pliers that were stolen were stuck in my tyre; I believe Peter Long did it. Then Browns tyre place ripped me off too, with 2nd hand crap tyre that failed inspection few weeks later. Long thought I messed his solar fence (of course I did not) so this was his “payback” game – what a stupid idiot, he has major psychological problems. 336. furniture polish paste wax beeswax & carnauba clear finish 'premium blend'200g $22.50 337. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 338. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera SSP Mann seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 339. EUCALYPTUS caesia seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RETURNED LATER $5 340. EUCALYPTUS papuana seed from seederama, brandnew, unopened pt RETURNED LATER$5 341. At this point my restricted key arrived, but still stealing, not as much 342. Italian Women’s Weekly Cookbook (I have the whole set, until now, 1 missing) $40 343. Little black Toggles from sewing box (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $2 344. Good sewing Scissors - Could the BLONDE BIMBO THAT WORKS AT BUNNINGS AND STEALS FROM ME WHENEVER I GO TO THERE, PLEASE DROP DEAD FROM CANCER later returned $60 345. Calothamnus sanguinens seeds, stolen by ebayer Макеева Татьяна, they later paid $10 346. Tamarillo seeds, stolen by ebayer HASSAN ALSINAN $15 347. Double metal pencil sharpener (prob taken when onion/ Euc seeds taken) $10 348. Front door Key stolen by longs daughter, later returned friends of Bunnings blonde bimbo 349. Blue/white card, for threading sewing machine stolen and blue button foot $stress 350. Garden fork, a good one, coincides with visiting Long dog later returned $100 351. Silicone food Wrap Seal Cover $3 352. USB stick 32 gb later returned $15 353. Spinning wheel chock later returned $25 354. Remote from blind later returned $30 New address at Builyan, only there 4mnths. People are the same wherever you go (Hey arsehole, I know you can hear me) (forced relocation again, but glad to leave that place) 355. Bunnykins coffee mug – mothers stealing this one 356. egg carton with eggs in it plus 2 empty cartons later returned (really and truly) 357. pen off desk, later returned 358. pin shelf nail plugs later returned 359. metal straw 360. extra big Balloon whisk and straining spoon STOLEN from kitchen both later returned 361. Missing one of these Perfume Atomizers - I would like it back thanks bimbo dogs late returned 362. Torch stolen again by another coward later returned 363. chainsaw combination spanner and socket tool later returned 364. Stamps, by the postman Benny Vaughn, I think he delivered them to the neighbours delib? Same with 2019 calendar, 2 sets glasses, pc mouse and trichosanthes seed 365. hose washers x10 in pkt $3 366. Vase, Ruskin? From Henry st, only just realized value $1000 367. Eucalyptus leucoxylon seed, or may be the tray of tubes?? Returned seed thanks to k cull 368. Silver piece of plastic from fridge stolen from bin – they climbed in window 369. Pink stoneware bowl – qp101830311 RETURNED(I believe someone other than the thief returned a pink bowl to my kitchen, no idea who) 370. Glulam plank of wood -could have been stolen by friends of Benaraby Tip council, as I was just there scavenging timber offcuts 371. Neighbours harassing me with sounds at Builyan (animals are better behaved than them) 372. Little black ¼ tsp measure from seed supply, maybe taken from Rangari or Long Cottage I believe all these items were returned due to kicking up a stink, posting posters and local Police Lisa Lynch who actually took me seriously (in the beginning at any rate), I would like to point out that one older neighbour, a JP, Frank Mckee said I should ignore thefts and not kick up a stink re stolen items in order to keep the peace (I totally disagree after 300 items ($10000 worth of stuff), and his wife sent me hate mail in the post), also, someone broke my window while I was there. REALLY STEALING New QLD location, FARMHOUSE AT Colosseum near Miriam Vale (16th November 2018) (forced relocation again - oh sure, I can handle moving all my furniture on my own 4 TIMES IN LESS THAN 12mnths) Just moved here 1 mnth, {side door, when I arrived, it had no door, no glass, no flyscreen. Plus, the front door, and back door were missing, along with a couple of windows, (one large ground floor one, and one average size, upstairs). It was my job as a part of reduced rent to install new ones, which I did, it was a huge ordeal with 170km to nearest door shop, but in the mean time, all these items were stolen: {why do all farming families have screws loose?) 360. Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) (returned 3 years later by thief who still was stealing from me, and stole food at the time they returned this clasp – all black) 361. TV vandalized on veranda?? I did not put crack in screen, but now has one- $800 362. allocasurina seed pods (a group of people attempted to replace these) 363. Green hose connector stolen off hose 31st Jan 2019 364. Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open 1-2-2019 (I have a copy you idiots) 365. Invoices from Wares for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess) 366. Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, set up by Coles? - no it was police, Builyan, Miriam Vale, Gladstone police stealing meat 367. EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay): 368. Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41 $90 369. Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in super strengthened condition 370. Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi Triton Buy It Now $12 371. 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner 372. Slow motion cha cha info on piece of paper 373. Green offensive kitchen beaters (free, seller refunded, do not believe seller stole) 374. 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 375. Mower mask, 3m, good one RETURNED. $20 376. The laughing Opera songs from iTunes 377. 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo 378. $104 stolen by Elders / Tamara Smits and Lacey Bimrose for gardening at Builyan, Judge Athol Kennedy + Dennis Kinnsella, and Gladstone Police – 1st of 3 tickets related to stalking stupid female bimbo 3rd born police in QLD 379. $20 Coles voucher, PC hacked (Coles gave me extra rump steak in next order!) 380. Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 1 length of polypipe stolen 381. Helichrysum essential oil – bottle emptied and put back 382. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, plus my recipe stolen off PC$50 200g pure lanolin $32 383. Handwoven woolen cushion 384. a few frozen meats were taken out of the freezer? 385. ebay Windchime from veranda 386. $1000 generator 387. Gunnedah recycling container full of my plants from shade house (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker? Facebook girls? – girls evil thieving creatures) 388. Creditcard from iPod $750, I suspect CBA stole it incahoots with Telstra and Facebook forum people from Agnes water, CBA also stole money for my Telstra internet, even though I had got a new creditcard with new numbers. Money returned later. Actually later I think it is bimbo dog girls at channel 7 telling bank to steal from me, and bank bimbo girls go “ok” – such bitch stupidity going on, it gets worse in 2025, cba steal hundreds off my cc, plus when I get a new cc, the end statements go missing – this is proof enough for me, they are stealing, it is not adding up, so statements are removed from their website - I did request they send them to me – they ignored me. Stupid women at the bank playing “you do not deserve that money” fuck them – I hope they get cancer and die. I have to take bank screenshots every day now so as to prove it - caught them stealing $10 re a retail refunded me $10 (so they personally did not think retailer should refund me, and stole the $10; just deducted it, no "transaction"). So they have been doing this since I moved to QLD, as far as I know, maybe before. $100's. Fuck off you stupid little female dogs. And this is an ongoing copycat problem with every man and his stupid dog in the neighbourhood, including dog computer nerds, wanting to play “you do not deserve that” . Hey feminists: wake up - this is YOUR fault, not acknowledge the truth about women and their patheticness and stupidity. 389. lid to 5L stock pot 390. Dads $800 LED TV I thought vandalized, but it was probably swapped out, so stolen, by retailers? or neighbour at Builyan who was watching me load that TV? Another forced relocation, to Kookaburra Park Gin Gin, mover Andrew Lucas, Wallaville 392. 2 days later, the remote was taken for motorised blind, unable to use it, $365 returned 393. At least 5 glasses taken, neighbours Helen and Bob acting suspect, harbouring 2 young people – possibly thieves 390. Ph test kit stolen 391. glass paint 394. Wrought Iron Fire poker and scraper (stolen by bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $100 395. Timber screws 4g x 20mm, x 1 metal, x 1 Brass, Metal self-drill screws 4G x 20mm $15 396. Blue Alpaca beanie and black/red gloves returned 397. PC upgrades; forced to upgrade my computer, but new one works exactly the same, I'm fairly certain I would not have needed to upgrade it 398. Squeeze Bottle pva glue $16.95 399. Another ball of blue Alpaca wool last week in July 2019 $15 400. Key removed from my chain while I was asleep and torch stopped working overnight 401. 2 little silver torches taken plus rechargeable batteries, taken August $18 402. Bamboo toothpaste stolen at mail boxes, along with other mail, neighbours for sure $5 403. Stainless steel pudding (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $16 404. Mannequin photo off PC $2 405. Blue good Philips head screw driver returned $50 406. 2 pins for clamps (stolen AGAIN by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) 407. Karen Stennett’s pkt of Pima Cotton seeds from my desk when I went to GinGin $35 408. Reading glasses by Alice and Apple at Coact Gin Gin, light on iPod $2 409. Adobe Extension stolen by Adobe 1st Oct 2019 $500 410. Photo of chook contact from iPod, most likely stolen by Apple 31st October 2019 $2 411. Black microphone and pc photo returned when I went to bundy and soap stolen $2 412. Chook feed from chook yard $5 413. 4x 72litre containers filled with water emptied from shade house, then later vandalized 414. 3 trees vandalized $22 415. Casey Forbes at spnflwr deleted and ban me from my fabric design sales $10000 416. Coward at Facebook deleted and ban me for ever from face book $5000 417. Coward at ebay deleted and ban me for ever from ebay $20000 418. Coward at flickr deleted and ban me (think all those internet ones related to some Chinese bitch 419. Gin Gin post office ban me for ever from stepping foot on premisis 420. Gin Gin news agency stupid bitch ban me from putting up notices on their public free notice board (landlord related; did not want me to find somewhere else to live) 421. Wikipedia ban, by red head coward 422. The really good broccoli seed that was green and nutty? 423. Searles ripped me off with fertilizer that is actually just composted pine bark $16 424. Petrophile teretifolia seed stolen from Colosseum, by Agnes Water nutcase 425. Acacia vestita SEED STOLEN BY pretend RELATIVES OF Mark Kesbie $25 426. Stainless steel splash spatter screen STOLEN, March 2020 RETURNED $10 427. Special clasp/leather necklace stolen by Errol and Sue Zunker from Sharon QLD $5 428. $60 new bottle rosemary essential oil hair care March 2020 $60 429. 3 bags of roo mince from the freezer+++++ more 430. 22 items from Gin Gin post office have been stolen. Thieves there, female mailmen!! 431. 2 Californian poppy seedlings $20 432. Chrys vandalized $1 433. 2 balls of wool set aside for my tapestry stolen $23 434. Kale seeds, my big stash with chaff, stolen 2019. In 2021, when I checked RETURNED, I suspect girl from US Netflix farmer ‘restashed’ me, chaff included (they were most definatly not there all 2020, as I purchased 2 other varieties –evil plan to make me appear crazy) so since they been in my seed cabinet, they may have stolen my prizewinning new pink celosia seed, they would have swapped them, so I can’t tell, have to wait and see bout that 435. Kale receipt from ebay of black kale that never germinated (boondie?) $5 436. Nasturtium ‘Black Velvet’ SEEDS – stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$5 437. Celosia argentea var cristata - Cockscomb SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers, little bee, hunny_bunny_mollys; Netflix uk flowerfight? Anna Avakimova – someone on ebay buys my seeds, whenever they steal my seeds, Sharon Millet at no 9 kooka park, Trigg Nursery, killed her plant I purchased from her as she sold me mislabelled one$150 438. Pea - Petit Pois Waverex SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$25 439. Angled Luffa (Luffa acutangula) SEEDS $5 440. Clove essential oil $25 441. 2 metal parfait spoons $10 442. Russell Patterson’s pkt of Eucalyptus sideroxylon, plus photo of it (not Judy’s) $30 443. This Stolen list was deleted off my pc (I have backups) I suspect ebay, blonde bimbo $20 444. New garden tap washer (this item was removed from this list – I have IT nerds stealing from me too) 445. 2 spatulas, a yellow and a hot pink one, I suspect spotlight Bundaberg staff $20 446. Brahmi Tea in BormioliRoccoQuattroStagioniPreservingJar(jar returned without tea I suspect landlord)28 Oct$20 447. Piggyback Extension Power Cord - Black - 2mx1 (long white one was returned) $20 448. another gold fish – that makes it 13 now , plus a water plant is gone $100 449. braided cotton candle wick $10 450. Loctite glue stolen, then returned when I went to Bundaberg post office (they kept me waiting, del, so thieves put glue back in my car, in my handbag) plus was different tube and lid was broken. Post office cunts involved 451. 40cm bead fringe by show people Nashville (refunded) $200 452. Unpicks $8 360. Coles Bundaberg royal gala, are NOT royal gala apples $8 453. Aquarium Plants x 3: Lobelia Cardinalis - Aquarium Plant $12 454. Phyllanthus fluitans Red Root Floater - Aquarium Plant $12 455. Snowflake Lily - Nymphoides hydrophylla waterlily, they swapped over this white native lilly for an exotic blue lilly $35 456. Little black nail/thread scissors, the really good ones $12 457. 1 reels of tape $4 458. Another black duster, the large one, stolen by Bunnings copycats $16 459. Bundaberg Couriers stealing, Allied Express / stealing parcels – my Spa $550 460. Good garden trowel $ 461. Wooden dressmakers awl $12 462. Coles Nail Polish Remover Non-Acetone pink bottle125ml $ 2 .80 463. Floral Clothes from Pinterest in the mail refunded by PayPal 464. Back scratcher in the mail 465. Black goggles – the ones with scratches $20 466. More pink deformed celosia seed $50 467. Brick $5 468. 2 more luffas $10 469. More frozen roo mince x 2 (I stopped buying now, I refuse to feed my neighbours) $20 470. That hair one never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 471. That allan key set never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 472. Anthon Berg chocolates stolen by David Hooker and Sharon Millet incahoots with Circles Life $15 473. Bestway - HART INTERNATION and CBA stole via pending payment withholding $45 474. Ibuprofen – ½ .80c 475. Another pair secateurs returned 476. (Written knitting patterns and my cast on off course notes) $300 477. Coriander and ginger essential oil blend for heat $45 478. Pkt futon bolts and nuts $45 479. Tf card and card reader for car cam $30 480. iPhone charger $25 481. 1 steak from woollies, a yuk one $5 482. 1 can each of my craft cooking wine, red, white $20 483. Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management papers. Nurse Annett and friend stole $ 484. Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg re over charging for Collapsed Arch diagnosis $100 485. Good pen with string on it $35 486. Glass cutter ? maybe I chucked it out? $12 487. Beige sunglasses $35 488. Imed stole my 2 appointments today, and tried to charge me $200 for another appointment 489. Floss, later returned 490. Neighbours at kookaburra park majorly harassing me – thieves I bet 491. Big w stealing by overcharging and Woolworths not stocking product so I have to purchase from big w – who DO NOT DELIVER TO MY ADDRESS – hopeless. Coles too, IT staff still food out of my cart at checkout also at modification and also whilst I’m shopping. Same as they do instore. PISS off (also mops steal items off shelf when they see what is my cart as I shop - beyond annoying). 492. Dodo stealing my whole internet plan, and Activate8me trying to steal a whole month. 493. Birth Certificate (probably Centrelink stole it, as when I spoke to them, the girl knew it had been stolen) 494. I suspect Adobe creative cloud app with stealing data off my computer 495. Mad Paws Pet Sitter company stole my time with ‘certificate completion’, only NOT to add me to database $500 496. Tea tree oil stolen from pipette bottle, bedside table (I invariably have tea tree oil stolen over the years, and it’s like they steal it, use some, and then return what they didn’t use, or they just steal a little bit, like tip a quarter of the bottle out and leave the rest. It’s like they’re too tight to buy their own tea tree oil, and “share” mine, I really think the think they are sharing, and not stealing – talk about mentally retarded. Maybe they don’t know where it is in the supermarket? it’s readily available. It’s $8 a bottle. 497. Drying seed capsules of Dianthus barbatus interspecific, 'Jolt Cherry' from mitre 10 – dogs always steal my flower seed 498. Spintel offer new plan for same, but with twice as fast speeds as mine, if I want it, they want $5 extra – thieves 499. Red screwdriver, 1 cal poppy seed in paper bag stolen then both returned 500. Meat pie out of freezer – not returned $6 501. Microsoft stealing my time with false information and twice paid new edition of Word $500+ 502. Silicone wet area glue – returned to my car by dog while I was at the post office $12 503. Borage essential oil bottle and full wax lotion stolen by Bundaberg Beauty girls $45 504. Woolworths data, Woolworths mobile number, Woolworths mobile receipt from PayPal, and Woolworths mobile number email – what is wrong with them? Teach yourselves a lesson you delinquents $10 505. Glass jar full of combined small/average screws -not 100% sure if stolen from Kooka or new place Sarina $200 506. Good Pen on a string for pattern making $20 507. Yogi marlons dvd for back pain, I bet Cate Rogers stole it. That woman should be shot, bullet to the ear. $30 508. 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen $80 509. I can't believe some silly twit has sold me a computer with only 250 GB on the C drive. "Oh yeay scratch discs are full" cost me $600 in 2025 to add more 510. This list was stolen off my PC, lucky I have 3 backup systems IT NERDS 511. They steal my reminders, my daily outlook reminders - bugger off computer nerd hackers, get a life and stop messing about with old ladies. 512. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park 513. PH test kit from pool $50 514. Hoe (good old one) $50 515. Wifi camera x 2 $180 516. Robot wifi camera x 2 $100 517. Wooden Walking stick (had 2, now have 1, thought I may have sold it gumtree at Gin Gin, but no photos)$20 518. Fedex stole $26 by saying my measurments were incorrect when they WERE NOT – I know they stole this money, they were copying the other courier in Bundaberg who stole $30 from me at checkout. The trend. Couriers: female thieving dogs. 519. 2 wheels/axle from a cart stolen $50 520. Metal Boomerang from ute $70 521. Target Mid Brim Raffia Fedora Hat $25 522. My mini sport from my pink Syngonium 523. Large microwave casserole 5quart dish Littonware $200 524. Large ceramic and glass CorningWare Classic Square Casserole 5L dish $155 525. Bag of 50 irrigation drippers, red and black ones $20 526. Bamboo boxes from kmart, I had 5, 1 left, God knows what happen to them all $40 527. Part Almonds and raspberries stolen by Bundaberg woollies delivery driver, so pkt opened, prob heaps more food – Winnifred Hoerr had something to do with it too. 528. Kmart IT Nerds blocked me from my account I had to create a whole new one and waste fucking time 531. Queensland Department affair trading not doing their job in the least and wasting my time $2000 532. Wooden chairs stolen x2 –1 antique quality one, and 1 quality Woolworths folding wooden chair $200 533. syrup pop top glass bottle $20 534. Stainless steel tongues stolen with perforated spoon ends $30 535. Government, I think it was tax people; purchasing my used spinning equipment on Etsy, so they can steal tax money from me, as an excuse - this happens at end of every financial year. they buy redbubble sticker for $1.43 so I would be on their books? Not sure of reason, but stealing. 536. Large glass casserole dish with lid $40 ANOTHER FORCED RELOCATION TO SARINA, QLD, 4737, AND THE THIEVING CONTINUES, AND AGAIN WITH LANDLORD / REAL ESTATE HARASSMENT FROM YET ANOTHER STUPID BLONDE 534. guy at Reject Shop overcharged 75c, till said it was, so girls scanning wrong barcode when I enter thew shop – the follow me around the shop with their scanners trying to see what is on my list, usual common deliberate tactic 535. Full glass jar of screws? From here or gin gin $200 536. Blue fringe swimmers $50 537. Eucalypts woodwardii seed pkt $200 538. Metal whisk $20 539. Coles Mackay delivery girl stole a cat food satchel, then gumtree robin purchased something $1.75 540. Melaleuca diosmatifolia -seed stolen (I may have sent 2 pkts in my last seed order, as that’s what I did with another one?) $10 541. Horse stories off my blog, heaps, also from my back up, I have to rewrite them – stupid bitches $999 542. My external hard drive storage CABLE – weirdos $10 543. My snapshot of a water wok benchtop from Grand Designs, that I put on Pinterest, gone 544. Nutribullet cup, small one with handle, that was left at kooka mail centre, probably the idiot who left it there for someone to have, saw that I got it, then stalked me up here and stole it – surrounded by idiots $10 545. The “Dob in a Doctor” link from my Outlook was STOLEN! – needed to dob in dodgy Sarah physio who stole $80 546. Another good Roller Ball pen stolen $20 547. Ebay stole $3.33 from you wire order at checkout $3.33 548. 100g fibre tops angora from feltfine, the really light pink one $35 549. Petunia in small pot – seed from Large Cherry, etsy Poland, I think a fake courier delivery driver stole it $20 550. my pumpkin seed tray in small pot, and geranium great balls of fire seed tray taken then returned with no seed – weird, the yummy pumpkin, also my good Pima cotton that I had been saving since Rangari – the extra super soft and super fine cotton – it was by chance ‘struck gold’ seed $200 551. Bra receipts stolen from my eBay and PayPal, Plus money seems to be on listed in Paypal whether it was stolen or not, I do not know, but I definitely purchased it. 552. Stolen one of my cats chicken in a glass Tupperware container from fridge overnight?, also biscuits disappearing overnight, a few of my crockery suddenly had chips in them over night, eggs missing from the carton, and I found a sponge lying on the floor one time when I got back from posting letters. Locked unit? $15000 553. Amazon seller said my lycra bike shorts never turned up, so stolen in the post at Sarina?, plus the photo I took of the envelope was stolen off my PC possibly $25 554. Toll Bundaberg stole from me by later sending me a bill for $30 stating my measurements were incorrect – AND THEY WERE NOT $30 555. Pack and send, and Just Freight Courier in Bundaberg overcharged me $30 at checkout – STUPID FEMALE DOGS $30 556. Peter Holland re seeds resent – Sarina Australia post is beeping at me and turning up at the units at odd times during the day, they are looking guilty, or people are pretending to be Aus post – perhaps DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES – as in, idiots. SEE POLICE, SEE HOW CLUELESS YOU ARE, AS TO WHAT GOES ON 557. Big glass jar of honey from MPB (it may have smashed when the fridge dropped? Don’t think so) $10 558. Liquid potash ½ bottle missing – stolen $15 559. 1 Melaleuca spathulata tube seedling $25 560. 1 rolled frozen chicken breast $10 561. Crepis yellow envelope (looking for it, the sleeve press broke, $200) 562. +3 magnification black reading glasses $12 563. Callistemon Spp Pink my Barbie Pink seeds, half the pkt stolen and bag left open $60 564. Onion shoot, whole new thing, gone, overnight $5 565. Sand people across the rd tried to charge me $5 for a half a bucket of sand - THIEVES 566. I think 4 meat pies have been stolen from the freezer? $16 567. Glue by faulty glue at total tools mackay, I think that dumb accountant followed me around next time I went to Mackay, 2 mnths later $17 568. Sewing machine Led bulb by Australia post or seller?, but then a new one I ordered was so dim it was theft too 569. Centrelink by not acknowledging medical certificate upload – 2hrs waiting on phone – that will be $130 thanks 570. GumTree fakers wasting my time with pretend interest 571. Ladder pushed into my car, that old man from no 9 did it with dogs? – that’s their stupid fighting mentality 572. Tail light broken – hit and run $45 573. Sarina Master Mechanical stole $72.50 with NO DIAGONIZE AND WANTED TO STEAL $600+ IN THE FUTURE, then after the bank said they would put in a dispute, suddenly I got a another engine light – they did it. (I won – they sore LOOSERS) its not like I would ever go back to them- no point – pointless people. bimbo wife stalked me at iga carpark and put sugar in fuel tank, plus stalked on facebook. town bully thugs 574. My entire GumTree folder from my outlook was deleted – I keep every transaction, listing and message – I told you those people are as dodgy as hell 575. More meat from freezer? 576. Email receipts missing from outlook, and server – totally gone, frequently this happens, lucky I screenshot 577. Beam escooter charged me double for the time I spent testing their escooter, so charged $13 instead of $6.50 578. Coles Mackay are stealing by not delivery essential goods that I paid for already on delivery day; so I have to order again and pay the $50 minimum, especially big problem ever since I have been here, 2 yrs now. 579. Sarina Council stole 3 leptospermums and 2 E citriodoras in the form of non thinking gunho 80’s mentality 580. Another Pair of Beige Reading Glasses STOLEN early mid 2023 $22 581. Green Beanie with Ear Flaps Missing, May 2023, most likely stolen by dickhead neighbour who wanted me to look at their car $78 582. 2kg kangaroo mince, stolen 29th, stolen mitre 10 carpark or at the lights by someone on escooter. I reckon stolen by the dogs incahoots with the pet shop in mackay, due to the fact that I thought to myself what a bimbo their staff was, when they gave me incorrect information. Bimbo. I will not be retracting my thought. I cannot go to mackay anymore, they all just steal from me they placed carpet snake on my aircon $20+ 583. Coles and Woolies stealing eggs via rotten eggs $25 584. 4cm Marimo Moss Ball Live Aquarium Plant, ebay seller jinbaoer (sent plastic) IDIOT 0104-AU-ECA-FBO-AUD@ebay.com $25 585. 1 concession stamp $1.20 586. Unopened Water filter, stolen by people on Netflix incunjunction with my stupid neighbours at 108 $25 587. Chip place in my glass tank after I uploaded my youtube aquarium vid – police called 17th July. Then after I covered it with tape, the tape was stolen – IDIOTS – I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU, YOU STUPID DOGS. I AM NEVER GOING TO PAT YOU OON THE HEAD YOU STUPID DOGS. $350 588. Blonde Endler with good colour and small size, stolen by breeder from Aquarium Central or youtube boys $55 589. 2 Broccoli soups stolen from freezer $58 590. Pink Nylon Netting stolen from outsider my unit last night, Saturday 5th August 2023 $12 591. Apple – big thieves, they turn my iPad camera off when I go into town, so dogs next door can steal food out of my fridge. And Telstra has something to do with it, as often when I have called Telstra / apple / PayPal / ebay – I get the same girl – she is computer nerd DOG. She also has something to do with organising fake jobs providers; getting bullies from my past in life and inserting them in jobs provider positions to do my appointments. Nazis. $10000 I bet so far 592. One of my 2 remaining pairs of PC desk reading glasses stolen 13th Aug 2023 from locked unit, black, clear and brow $5 593. Theft via chips and stains – I need to start keeping track of these too; rose coffee cup, pink bowel, fish tank 594. 1 pkt Eucalyptus macracarpa seeds (ofcourse stolen by idiot dogs) $8 595. Another 4 trees stolen by sarina council; 2 stolen, 2 mown over, possible Nev and or Molly from realestate responsible. I continue to be surrounded by moron anti nature idiots 596. Rubbish bin smashed, same time, police report – they did nothing 597. Crap pen stolen after I emailed stationary supply shop 598. 2 sponge filters from dirty aquarium stolen, and 1x 1” clear pipe x30cm $35 599. M8 washer stole, just 1, stolen by a pervert September 2023 $5 600. Another 2 nutribullet cups stolen $65 601. All but 1 of all my SD Cards and TF Cards have been stolen $200 602. ANOTHER Essential Oil - Chamomile STOLEN $70 603. ButterNut Pumpkin Seed-bad ones-Joshua Jackson, Tugun QLD ordered, maybe plot to get good ones? $25 604. LG / Amazon / seller Mexi Trading stole via return postage costs that they did not pay for anyway $21 605. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park I will include ‘bother’ time: $60 606. Boxfan photos stolen off PC $5 607. Xgody carcam broken, then replaced, but with inferior one with no plates detection $500 608. Another chicken breast was stolen $6 609. Begonia, 2 Bulbs from etsy seller Eskimo, who then closed my account so I could not get my money back $18 610. Another 2 male blonde Endlers stolen, police and ambulance driver doing sirens when item stolen. Cowards. New neighbour moved in then left 2 days later – landlord related. I think they stole frozen chicken too. Attention seeking idiots 611. Frozen pies taken at same time out of freezer $12 612. Another 5 chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer October November 2023 (5 this time) $20 613. 1 neoprane glove taken from my swim bag in the car – they just took one $10 614. Male Endler stolen from bucket outside by courier copycat grey car, or white ute $25 615. Another 2 Male Endler stolen whilst I was in the shower – drunk girl next door? 616. Red betta stolen from bucket outside -youtube guy did it ‘keepfishsimple’ – he asked dickhead neighbour to do it, so he did – so stupid plus neighbours at 108 harassing me re feeding fish – they thieves too 617. My Last Male Endler stolen last night by my neighbours – they all acting strange. Youtube comments by thieves 618. New lycra Sewing needles strewn all over the floor one morning? Stoeln Silver clasp from colosseum, found lying on sewing room floor same time – they returning items, I think the missing glove was returned to same day? 619. Rosemary essential oil stolen from bedroom, NOV 2023 later returned near empty, neighbour Jackie is stealing them, I tried to report police 8/2/2024, police refused to record theft, her plates; 049HD6, PC photo stolen $30 620. Rose fertiliser stolen, and possibly more potting mix stolen from car port, NOV 2023 621. Kmart IT nerds stealing my time with false information on website, then changed re waterproof sheet $200 622. Redbubble; A true artists will not stand for oppression, they stealing by hiding my designs from public since 2015 – possible due to theft of my designs? note there are now heaps of copycats of my native designs. $25000 623. 2 Paint scrapers stolen either from Sarina or Gin Gin? $50 624. 8 Inch Air Stone Stolen $4.61 + $65 in time wasting reporting 625. Coles Mackay online are stealing by adding 2 - they change my 1 product, to 2 626. Coles Mackay are also stealing by not delivering half my order, so I have to reorder and pay extra minimums, the fake manage John, refuses to order my items up from the Brisbane wharehouse 627. Coles Mackay are also stealing by sending ‘off’ refrigerated foods 628. Woolworths are stealing if I leave my unit and click n collect, by sending in thugs to my unit when I am not here, then they do signs about it – they are Sarina thieves, all the staff at Sarina Woollies are thieves 629. Pack and Send Courier at Mackay refused to serve me unless I pay $100 for a pick up– she’s one of the thieving dogs from Bundaberg 630. Figure 8 silver clasp returned to floor, and sewing needles scattered on floor coinciding with new tenant Jackie? 631. Another frozen chicken taken when I went down to woollies to collect groceries, Mon 18th Dec, I suspect new neighbour Jackie, a skinny brunette with a child as partner, she works 7 days apparently then 7 days off, getting bored, these items were taken on her last day here, plus she spoke to me afterwards – dodgy dog - not a cheeky fun little girl you stupid neighbour old men. an evil dog. 632. Also taken then, mini lotus plant taken from bucket pond 633. Also taken then, my good pima cotton set aside seeds were stolen 634. Also then, chipped placed in Serenity Rose Cup with replacement not being delivered –so ebay; huishanliang, - Di sandron, put a chip in my mug, (CHIPS ARE COMMON PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE FORM OF ATTACK by stupid people - then refunded me for the mug that didn't turn up, it said that it probably still will turn up and I should keep it- this is the bull I have to deal with, see what they did, vandalized my mug, then paid for it to ease their conscious – I WANT COMPENSATION FOR BREAK AND ENTER PLUS STRESS thanks very much; $5000 per incident (and – you dickhead retailers, wake up). 635. amazon sent brand-new spray bottle that had been used with pesticide ! 636. Microsoft outlook are stealing emails by deleting off server and not showing emails older than 11 mnths 637. Gumtree is run by thieves, they steal every time I list a free product, they say it is free, but it is not 638. My brown gradient reading glasses taken from bedside table 639. My black with purple arm reading glasses taken from bedside table -Every time reading glasses are stolen, eyekeeper sends a catalogue email 640. computer hackers hack my computer and break my mouse, so that I have to purchase another one - every 12 months they do it clock work (my new one was damaged and I had to resort back to the old one and hey presto, working fine. No brand, I buy small one, just says 3d optical mouse made in china, it comes in purple or browny 641. centerlink staff steal from me – 2 birth certifictes were stolen by them too 642. Tagetes essential oil stolen - many items stolen in the month I switched to NETFLIX – they are thieves, those so called “actors” – total thieves, they belong in jail. I will never susbscribe again $35+ 643. A new baby red shrimp, taken night before I realized door can be opened easily when locked $55 644. 2 tail lights smashed on 2 different outings $50 645. Neighbour dickhead is pulling strands out of my shagrug as it was driving over the ute, in the drive way $200 646. 3 safety switch blackouts10th Jan 2024, either dishwash or someone breaking in to powerbox – Molly at Ray White slow to switch back on – deliberatley slow. Because of that, I would say it would be deliberate cut off?? 647. Possible iodine cotton buds stolen – 14? Door locked all night? 648. Black poly elbow with thread at one end – they gave me by mistake, then someone stole it out of my unit $4 649. Centerlink put me on hold for 3hrs 20minutes to determine if I was crazy (if I got angry, I would be considered crazy, if I was pleasant - then sane) – IDIOTS 650. Pureharvest Organic Tamari Soy Sauce Wheat Free Salt Reduced – this was placed in my fridge then stolen 651. 2 bottles my chicken stock? 652. 1 glass air line joiner $5 653. Sleep beanie returned $79 654. Micala from Nutrien Harcourts Ayr – wasting my time in fake rentals and fake online application process $460 655. Christine Reid’s seeds – mail NARRAWONG Victoria, also proof of purchase stolen off pc $3.55 656. Whole 1 kg pktof Barramundi frozen fish stolen out of freezer, after lock was fixed $30 657. Something was taken today as fake police sirens outside my unit after a trip to Woolworths ?? 2 things taken 658. Kylie Ryan seeds Cotton Pima and Eucalyptus ficifolia 8 Elizabeth st Biggenden Qld kryan1573@gmail.com $18 659. Marg Stockill ‘s seeds 55 Rice Street Park Avenue Queensland 4701 0427730966 m.stockill@cqu.edu.au $12 660. Christine Reid ‘s seeds 55 Orchards Road NARRAWONG Vic 3285 +61404507339 inlandskies@gmail.com $12 661. Daniel Saunders bluesharoom@yahoo.com.au a sabotager of my business, address; SE 8, 100 Melbourne Hill Road, Warrandyte Victoria 3113 aswell as Daniel Breves Ribeiro the faker ($200 short last year) 662. Ray White charge $150 fumigation, but the fumigator charged $55; Molly Dunbaven at RayWhite trying to steal $100 on a vacate – and did, I had no choice but to pay for their shonky building with holes 663. Coles failed to deliver last 3 orders. Lying stating no drivers and before that they sent me unrefrigerated items – so off cream and milk 664. Wooden dish drying rack $60 reported 9797954 665. Plug in Battery charger for Panasonic camera $25 666. Hakea bucculenta seed supply $300 667. 2 pkts seeds - Vanilla Lily - Dichopogon strictus (Arthropodium strictum - Chocolate Lily) x 2 pkts $15 668. Helichrysum essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time $40 669. Lemongrass essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time- taken later than Heli $10 670. After a microsoft update, my monitor had a red bullseye in the centre, plus the menu stopped working $107 671. Raywhite stole $55 for THEIR pest problem due to inadequate building construction and holes $55 672. Hakea bucculenta seeds, whole lot, about $300 worth, stolen just after I uploaded to ebay for sale 24th April 673. Hibiscus heterophyllus seeeds - Native Rosella, all of it stolen Daniel Saunders I bet stole them 674. Domain and Realestate.com apps – re 30 applications and 30 automatic rejections – useless and discriminatory 675. Monthly Outlook reminder to do tax was stolen 676. Canon printer thieving ink cartridges, $65 versus $3.80 via tracked cartridges 677. Receipts and photos of package of my 2 tail light bulbs from ebay 678. little jar of collected dried cochineal bugs? 679. Gumtree theft; whenever I list something gets stolen; listed aquarium pebbles, and lotus stolen. My whole Gumtree folder in Outlook was stolen too. I suspect every single person who’s ever contacted me on gumtree is a thief, and they have figured out that they can be tracked via their Username and so they have deleted all my emails from outlook. 680. Aramax Courier in Mackay wanted $100 to pick up a small parcel thieving little women. 681. Sewing machine thread spool, my spare one, plus one from the machine 360. Maidenhair and 1 other plant that I planted out in the garden at the unit complex, were dug up and stolen! 682. Marigold ‘sparky mixed’ seeds stolen and replaced with a different variety!! IDIOTS 683. Cinnamon oil missing (149 items) 684. Compiled list of every single font – in a ring binder (did it in 2015 – stolen in 2025, can’t believe it lasted so long –) 685. Sage essential oil taken returned ¾ empty 686. Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ - Capsicum annuum SEED 687. blade and blue pads accessories, stolen from glass cutter 688. stainless steel u shape hose connector for aquarium 689. Key for fuel cap (subsequently put sugar in fuel tank, including yesterday at sarina beach car par $30.99 690. Car camera reversing camera- could get plates from 100m, then suddenly could not, swapped over? $400 691. Googlemaps keep deleting all my reviews, so they are not visible to the public, they are only visible to me – this is extreme tyrannical nazi dictatorship behaviour from GOOGLE. 692. Domain.com, and RealEstate.com, and all the realestates associated with, which I applied for rentals in 2024, dozens, - none of them considered my rental application citing my income as the reason. Considering I receive a standard government income, this is not the reason. All those bitches can go to hell, you are fucking thieving cunts. 693. Someone stole my Coles feedback that I emailed to myself – bloody computer nerds, they are so arrogant and self entitled 694. 1 of 3 yellow squishy massage balls, looks like a golf ball, but yellow $5 695. Scales were stolen swapped over for bad ones, and bread flour stolen, so I think local bakers 696. Tampons – supermarkets get in polyester tampons from Romania or the US, – blatent theft plus disposure of toxic chemicals in other countries in passive aggressive manner. 697. 2 stainless steel long bbq skewers- they left 4, just took 2 703. facebook stole my 2nd hand goods when i was trying to sell due to multiple relocations, so could not sell on marketplace, so lost $1000's New Address (another forced location, but this one better than all the rest! Secret location – Note, after probably three months of living here. I suddenly had a dog stalker on Facebook who got hold of my blog and thought they would discredit me by handing out my blog address. (Fucking idiot), but these words Secret location must have triggered something in stupid dog stalker because I suddenly had items go missing and the ambulance sirens from Gin Gin again starting up. Facebook stalker stupid dog. I hope they get cancer and die (as well as their whole family). 698. Had several items go missing but then turn up next day in the first 2 weeks, so maybe just lost from stress of relocating again? 699. Woolworths gives me stale bread, discovered they have always done so, its never freshly same day baked. Coles same. 700. Amazon customer service stole $6.30 coffee subscription, stating its now $9 701. Coles still stealing from me by not delivering half my order 702. Coffee cup people stealing me by putting my favourite design set up double price , and making them too tall for my coffee machine anyway $80 703. Sponge to the cat fountain has been stolen (3 aquarium sponges taken before aswell – WHAT THE ) 704. Dogs still deliberately trying to make me feel uncomfortable at kmart and Drs waiting room – by making me wait excessive times. Plus they send in female dog who has fake laugh – maybe an app. Bully tactic. 705. I think 2 stupid dogs down at Sarina Dr’s put something in my petrol tank? Making noise. put-put and smoke? 706. Organic apple 707. 1.25kg frozen roo mince 708. Another organic apple 709. My hand made black cotton silk shirt, short sleeve, summer, slightly transparent, taken 2023 at sarina $250 710. All Security camera app people steal footage, plus access sound, plus insert hidden cameras in smart light bulbs 711. Telstra bullies switch off my internet again on a Saturday afternoon, all June and july 712. After using drop saw in Car port, someone twisted the nut raising the height by 1” - Saturday, 13 July 2024 713. Australian tax office stealing by purchasing my 2nd hand goods on etsy; so tax is auto taken out, - as I do not have to pay tax on that sale; they spend the money just so I get screwed out of tax. STUPID, really stupid. $150 714. Tax office stole ‘already paid’ tax, on income less than $21000, no refund apun request/tax lodgement 715. Perverts at YouTube deleted my account with 100 video uploads IN 2023, have created another with different email – fucking dot com IDIOTS. – in 2026, they reinstated it – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID PERVERTS 716. Facebook fakers putting in fake posts of things I want on marketplace, then refusing me, aswell as businesses discriminating against me, ones run by women - little girls; bowen in sarina, Zomai Hourigan 717. Photos of purchases on PC are disappearing (bidet and motor rotor) 718. I realize I have not listed my stolen fabric designs – there have been heaps stolen off my pc 719. Twit at Sarina landcare short changed me 10c 720. App computer nerds stealing and causing problems. ALL apps seem to be a privacy problem, I have to remove CBA, Macdonalds and Brumbys 721. Telstra, centerlink, bauer, dr’s, postoffice, all conspiring to tell me my phone is broken so I have to get another one and pay extra $135 – those dogs thought I underpaid for my original new phone, so co-conspired to force me to buy another one at extra cost, REAL narcissistic dogs. Telstra girl said her name was Catherine Jade – as if real name. 722. Cba stealing weeks later on cc bakery transactions through fake surcharge $1.12, after investigation; stating insufficient proof, after I supplied it, plus no signature at bottom of letter, just ‘Payments Services Utility’ 723. Woollies Ooralea stole my ham, as punishment for car battery people not needing to replace battery – little 724. Sewing scissors review vid for temu showing FAULTY SCISSORS (I DID IT AGAIN, ONLY TOOK 1 MINUTE) 725. Magnetic sewing guide, taken off my sewing machine (So many sewing items have been stolen from me over the years it's been quite bizarre, it's like anyone in my local area who can sew (aside from myself), must be a total thief. Literally hundreds of items taken from my sewing room I bet it's bloody stupid bimbo mothers) 726. Staurogyne repens – aquatic plus photos of it (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June Jul 24 727. Photos of unknown Aralia plant from next door -explains all the ipad updates atm (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June July 2024 728. no one in Queensland knows how to slice ham, or should I say, shave ham 729. sleep, with some sort of electronic device outside my window going off at 4am 18th Aug Sunday morning 730. 19th Aug ALL NIGHT electronic beep ON OFF and a girls voice ; RACK OFF YOU STUPID DOG 731. coles stealing from me I order shallot they sent me a brown onion and they still charge me for a lotShallot 732. another kangaroo mince stolen 1st sept 2024, girls in pink 733. ‘stand up straight’ outlook reminder stolen 734. Temu refund $15.33 one day then $13.33 next, on all outlook emails, stole $2 & CRAP shoes, trying to kill me 735. 2 flickr accounts again Sept 2024 – attention seeking idiots 736. Chamelaucium ‘Local Hero’ dug up, I do not suspect the local bush turkey, I suspect my neighbours trying to be funny, and breaking the law whilst trying – I hope they get cancer and die 737. Microsoft stealing email access and my time to reset passwords – perverts “We recently received a request to recover your Microsoft account emilyconstancebieman@outlook.com. Unfortunately, we have determined that the information you provided was not sufficient for us to validate your account ownership. We take the security and privacy of our customers very seriously and are committed to protecting your personal information.” – Plus they keep changing my password, they hack my pc, and literally change it 738. These 2 I am not sure 100% :Seed raising mix, part taken, have had to move potting mix / seed mix inside -Seasol, bottle half emptied last night Saturday, car revving near steves mums place? 739. car rear view mirror off this morning, that neighbour been yelling out the last 24hrs, harassing me and beeping, I suspect he knocked it off 740. NOT kipfler potatoes at Veggies unlimited Mackay $10 741. iphone swapped over with phone that has cracks and scratches (3) 742. harassed by centerlink caller today 4 phone calls, she said her daughter was playing with her phone- BULL 743. Sarina Council in cahoots with Mitre 10? poisoned me 7am with sprayers 13/09/2024 – deliberate, still having breathing difficulties? Email I sent to mitre 10 complaining was deleted from my outlook – Simone Sarina Office sarmanager@cporter.com.au, so computer nerds involved - it is a conspiracy. 744. CBA have charged 1 Coles order, twice on cc $245 x $245, they tried on 2nd but I email nazied them, then removed cc, so now I have to transfer cash to paypal before and pay that way – thieving dogs steal if you don’t pay attention ALL THE TIME, including the bank. This is the 5th time I have caught CBA stealing via pending payment and business asks them to withhold money for fake dept – they are stealing in this manner, $100’s so they charge my account on day of shopping aswell as on delivery day – they charge my cc twice – AND BECAUSE THEY STEAL FROM IN THIS WAY – OTHER PEOPLE SEE, AND COPY CBA – cba sets the bar, they are irresponsible trying to play God when they cannot see the whole picture. Stupid centerlink refused my disability pension in 2020 because of these women- a “movement of will” 745. My car may have been taken out at night and driven up to Mackay? 100km unaccounted Those above things coincide with multiple seed purchase first week october – I am fairly certain they are stealing with one hand, and giving with the other – but not quite making up the difference (by a lot)? 746. Another ½ kg frozen roo meat stolen while I left front door open and got washing out back Friday arvo11th oct 747. Whole Baby spinach plant was taken, prowler last night, and delivery of seed collection related? 748. Whole green tray of chili seeds ‘sweet temptation’ October 2024 possibly co-insiding with rd workers outside? 749. Coles are swapping brisket for cornbeef cut, so mislabelled too 750. Charging cables – suspected local teenagers stealing, plus swapping for faulty ones- I am taking dozens of cables I have had to purchase this year. 751. Pimelea ferruginea ‘Magenta Mist’ seeds, coinsides with Eddy Tucker and Nindethana order 752. Linda Young, Rupanyup, VIC, 4 seed packs, no money 753. Green hose joiner from outside tap 754. 4th Nov 8am door unlocked apple video footage proving it, with no one seen on camera unlocking it, the neighbour and her dog barking too, and plane - rack off plane you useless idiot. 755. Panasonic lumix camera – the dogs have done something, I line up photo, all is in focus, take photo, then the photo is blurry. Work sabotage; native flower photo competitor sabotaged my camera $1000 756. Large Pink garden hat, stolen out of locked car, police reported 757. Azalea indica 'Carnival Fanfare', dug up and stolen, same time hat was stolen? same time I saw a black dog down near the jackfruit on Sunday 3rd Nov, heading to LL, a friend of LL I whistled, it ran to LL? Killed a roo x 2, arranged on road down to beach. Locals trying to ban me? Cassandra hayes stalking me on facebook and now at neighbours, old man next door. Have blocked her and her family. she probably should be reported to police too, possibly her responsible for putting sugar in my petrol tank at iga and poisoning me at mitre 10. I always get bloody retard dogs stalking me. F-U-C-K O-F-F I think is Sam Taylor, Mollys friend from raywhite harassing me next door too. I have a photo of her up the hill. 758. Grey hose joiner from inside – yeah, well, the cookers thought you were hilarious for stealing this - simplebrain 759. CBA again stole $140 off my creditcard and also stole my screen shot from 10th Nov creditcard statement off my pc 10th November 2024 760. I note dogs on Facebook are working to push fake businesses, and stealing money that way, like fake massage girls, a whole heap of fake mystic "readings" 761. plant notes are being stolen out of Word and reappearing on facebook in different form 762. 4TH November 6:30 pm the same thing happened again I locked the door returned half an hour later to find it unlocked and no evidence on ipad camera of anyone unlocking it 763. Another 2 x ½ kg frozen bag of pet mince stolen from freezer 764. Perfume atomiser with geranium 765. Mackay jobs provider harassment via phone bullying, male this time – prob has blonde bimbo wife 766. 200g rose fertiliser stolen out of new bag that had been sticky taped back up by mitre 10- mackay 767. Possible Dendrobium seeds taken off plant before I collected, as girl did youtube vid on how to sow-typical theft 768. Brumby's Apricot Danish, lying; madeup flour supplier, computer glitch.disrespectful idiot, channel 9 stole them? 769. Apple update punishing people who do not have new phones by re moving features, like siri and tab search 770. Sergio Alessandro from Brazil and Mamouni Abdelghafour from Morocco have ban ALL int’l sales on ebay 771. Coles staff are still “withholding” certain foods in my orders 772. 2 of 4 orange 2m long charging cables stolen from garbage bin outside, I suspect fake police vigilante little boys next door in herta lane working for HARIBOL from Amazon 773. team global express Courier, aka Mackay Toll, delayed my parcel or allowed it to be delivered elsewhere and lied about the day that it was delivered to cover their buts or cover the thieving bimbos buts. i think to try and make me look bad for requesting refund - Temu probs 774. stealing in the morning?; Acacia podalyriifolia? Rack off fake ambulance sirens 775. Nutribullet seller from ebay quixma68, stole motor unit by giving me faulty one, only last 11 mnths, not refund - PaymentsinfoAU@ebay.com.au, after they said they would. 776. ebay purchasing my seeds then asking for refunds on them later?? As Ebay order email receipts not coming through on the 30th, I cancel, they do not reorder could be facebook related wannabe doogooders RACK OFF - Or business sabotage; most sellers send it with expensive postage because they don't use a card envelope, so jealousy; jealous sabotage. 777. Target, Australia post not delivery my parcels, return to sender AMAZON ONLY 778. Bob Fox at Pegs Creek $25 houseplant ANOTHER Aus Post PARCEL MISSING -Possible faker do-gooder from Western Australia 779. Spotlight sold me cotton towels that were actually a cotton blend with acrylic – this is theft 780. Retailers are MONUMENTAL THIEVES, they have ‘dogs’ who come to my place and steal after I purchase from them – this has been happening for the last 20 years – they have no morals, no values and are CRIMINAL THIEVES 781. .com stealing by search results – Mr windows charging $40 for $6 product 782. Another half kilo of frozen roo meat was taken yesterday Sat 18th Jan, Saturday is a really common day for stealing, so I forgot to lock the back door yesterday as I was distracted by landlord coming over. And its someone who speaks like this “All good hun” 783. Another pair of beige reading glasses, brand new still in packaging, stolen, photo stolen off PC and retailer stole them listing too - .com related thefts. And WAKE UP retailers, make BEIGE reading glasses, so the stupid bimbos stop stealing mine. 784. Apple ipad stealing back features; Tab search in safari, Siri, open file in browser for ‘find in document’ 785. male blonde Endlers out of that first tank, heaps about 30-50 they sell for $6 each 786. aaa batteries? 787. sweet chilli tray? I thought so, but later an unopened seed bag of sweet chilli turns up in my chilli seed bag?? 788. Neutrogena removed my face moisturiser from their product line 789. Arshole next door went over to garth and ally’s and told them to whippersnipper my tree, (that I asked if I could plant on their side – she said yes), but her husband whippersnippered it, so I asked him, next time, to remember there is s a tree there, and could he not. So the tree grew back, but 2 days later was gone again. Plus they had thrown a dead chook on my driveway. I am so glad I am not married. Idiots. Beyond me how a woman would marry a child still. 790. Stolen - black, well used, pink paint stained, light weight, TARP - 1.7x1.7m, maybe Oct 2024? - just WEIRD, as the bimbos don’t usually take ‘dirty’ items 791. lime seeds (taken from inside house on kitchen table, they were free, given to me. ME). Plus fan front was unscrewed and left on floor. 792. Coles driver or packer stole 1 slice of cheese from Deli Swiss cheese, and left wrapping unwrapped. 793. Coles bakery is skimping on tiger paste (on top of the Tiger rolls) 794. Hillary Hook from North Ipswich tried to sabotage my seller account 795. There’s a dog named Zoe at Sarina or fb admin (fake name) who is trying to steal my rental - dogs playing sides (I had a real dog named Zoe as a child.) 796. Cheese taken out of my cart, coles it nerds 797. Temu retail clothing dogs are trying to give me breast cancer with bras that do not fit properly 798. George Grelak from Blakehurst stole 10000 purslane seeds $15.55 799. Cream, or something (?) was placed on my new table after I got back from town yesterday (no roo mince was stolen) wow, they prob stole something else. 800. $2 stolen on 2nd last transaction only, by Pursehouse rural Sarina accountant, who said it was a creditcard recovery fee, and its always been their policy to apply on all cc transactions – LYING DOG 801. Still with train harassment here, although train line is ages away, they still found away to be heard 802. Australian Financial Complaints Authority are harassing me and intercepting Telstra calls and charging me an additional $2 cc fee for no reason, other than theft, as I had complained about cc fees to cba, they keep sending me emails every time they steal from me in this manner FUCK OFF YOU STUPID CUNTs, 7 so far this year, no name on the emails, just Australian Financial Complaints Authority. 803. Photo of my unboxing Digilex 16L 8 Stage Water Filter Top Ceramic Carbon Water Purifier, off PC, March 2025, stolen by ebay seller Superpetmaster – they sent me the incorrect replacement filter too. Not sure why they felt they had to steal my photo of proof of unboxing? Please tell me? Just weird. I took another photo of it today (minus its filters). Thieving waterfilter girl retailers are on fb too, they stealing waterfilters maybe overcharging? 804. Stainless steel screw taken out of washing machine during delay wash overnight – microsoft pc security update Friday night 28th March – this would have been landlords son, he was yelling out all evening. Fuck 805. Your buyer's delivery details: 806. Michael Lam from Marsfield, NSW shop saboteur -ebay stole $31.10 through refunding buyer before they received the item 807. Another 1 bag of roo mince from the freezer sat 5th April 2025, neighbours hanging around all morning, to distract me to leave back door unlocked while I was washing and having lunch. (I know they were trying to steal fertilizer, but the bag was securely wrapped and upside down, so they could not – thieving mothers getting their sons to steal for them. 808. FB marketplace Admin not allowing me to add tags to my listings which means there's a less chance that they'll be sold 809. Fuel Cap Diesel Locking keys and adding something to my fuel tank, so car goes put put 810. stalked by the dogs at Sarina Beach on my daily exercise regime -they have new cars, could be car industry 811. more good large PINK celosia seed stolen when I went to the dr – dr’s receptionists are stealing from me, they were actually swapped for inferior ones. Stolen after I put photo on facebook- people literally leaving comments - message to thief, “yes I will have some too” unbelievable arrogant thieves – self entitled little spoilt brats. 812. Coles for not delivering my bleach as a result mould kept growing on my mattress and I have to eventually throw the whole mattress out, futon $1200 to replace – as if I can do. 813. 21st April easter mon, 1 of 16 screws taken from my sewing table, plus someone removed a broken safety hook that was stuck in the washing machine in the middle of the day sometime – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID LUNATIC. 814. temu are adding $2-3 on products that are allready in cart they are stealing in this manner 815. don’t want to brandname, so appliance company stole by changing blade to nonheat resistant, so waste of $90 816. decor glass canisters using thin untempered glass that breaks if you hold it tooo tight $24 817. locals not stocking items so I have to pay for postage too, and online - hundreds if not thousands 818. ebay seller CampbellsStore, stated my device was compatible but then said was not – ebay such thieves $17 819. Newly collected native Seed stolen out of car at mechanics (1/4 of the bag) $50 820. Azolla Duck weed, plus Endler fish – stupid little boys 821. Some stupid little bitch on fb local group keeps removing my posts aswell as trying to sabotage my car with car service and mechanics 822. Gov and Telstra stealing from me by speeding ticket $483 – bigger picture, this means no travelling to mackay to sell plants, as they would only cover about less than a quarter of that fine for the whole year. 823. Robyn Kelly – they doing signs against Glenn Kelly ALP, saying he is going to steal from me or he did re speeding ticket for NOT speeding $483 824. Cba and Coles Mackay, sugarlands Kensington, stealing from me – they are in cahoots, with disgusting delivery driver girl who pours milk in my grocery bags 825. Another organic apple stolen June 2025 826. Acacia seed thief $8 Peter Andrews, 128 hartley valley road, Vale of Clwydd, NSW 2790, Australia Phone 0488 515 449 827. supermarkets stealing in the form of BAD bread 828. looks like mouse and calculater calculations problem, re bank - does not make sense, double check calculations - triple check as mouse hacked, and purchased new mouse, but now working – they do this to get me to buy new mouse – a form of theft, and now time theft. $250+ bank fee, whatever they charge for being accused of theft. 829. Eucalyptus erythrocorys last pkt, stolen by fake ebayer Chez Armstrong, possibly stupid dogs saying they stole all the seeds from my tree at Rangari? taken along with apple. Also email with ebay sale, was stolen, ipad outlook and mail app hacked 830. Large oriental lily bulb stolen; put a photo of it on facebook, next day it was dug up and stolen, it is related, even though I had shadecloth covering the pot. Neighbours behaving strangley. Camera directly on pot: switched off (not by me). Either speak to me directly or FUCK OFF. Stop creating weakness. $40 831. $483 stolen by MACKAY POLICE via fake speeding ticket; not speeding when photo taken: FB marketplace plant sales and landlord related plus bimbo cunts who follow me where ever I go, those ones from GrassTree Beach. 2nd ticket by stalking police 832. Cba again, placed $187 on my cc (no transactions reflecting amount in netbank, I thought they were returning the missing money from before), but then next day they removed $127 again - no transactions reflecting amount in netbank, just the total available credit was different. Infuriating, I need to know my correct and accurate balance at all times, not just on statement day. 833. $10 voucher from online plant shop – hackers steal voucher codes 834. Cba stole another $127 off my cc today – tried to change banks, all other banks refused my application 835. Coles and Woolworths have started undercutting their weight, all areas, fruit vegetables, and meat. Before they were always over, by a few grams, up to 10 or 20 - now they’re always under by same. I complained – they changed nothing. 836. Big scratch on iPad, I think they did it yesterday when I went to the butcher? Plus pink bowl stolen, so ipad “keyed” all across front. Plus later discovered pebble in my dishdrawer – some one placed it in there, 2nd time. They prob stole food too. useless security camera plus, water in fuel tank at pursehouse when camera on?? – it’s a big deal for them to have to switch my camera off, HA (just had fuel filter cleaned btw, at sarina) ipad keyed after I updated my Daewoo CAR KEYED story, and a few weeks later my blender was “keyed” FUCKING IDIOT neighbours car idiots. Sarina Master Mechanical they are thieves, put money on that it was them. they are making my car “murmer”. 837. This water in fuel tank is an ongoing issue with some stupid twit stalking me, and putting water in my fuel tank – usually only happened when I parked at IGA carpark, starting 2 yrs ago, but last month they did it Sarina Beach, plus came here a week later (on school holidays) and did it whilst parked in my garage. Neighbours guilty. Some abo young boy doing it – I could pick him out of a line up, saw him in carpark. 838. Coles IT change the dried mushrooms, that had Chanterelle's in, replaced with black fungus 839. Large empty card envelope 840. Manufacturers of plastic who sell those storage boxes on wheels, with lids; absolute cracking crap- you ought to be ashamed of yourselves 841. Ebay buyers with fake names, purchasing in order to sabotage (heaps more before I started keeping tabs, usually with the word “fish” in the buyer name) Like what a disgusting little perverted child would do. 6448.frogs, blobby22, gg9546, handley6844, hearobe-2849, jake-a23, jaremoco07, joyce3854, kabr-3536, lamster74, lotfishing, magicsassy, mamabdelg0, playstationdamien, rai2446, razo_7295, smithy1877, sure_643315, zenartworks I am keeping tabs: Ebay STAFF, you stupid twits if you want a competition as to who is the most dishonest- you are going to lose. BIG TIME, you sell faulty items to people, then steal from their homes if they put in a refund – this is THIEVERY. -ebay and .dotcom satellite people do psychological torture for the amusement of their colleagues - they are disgusting evil people. 842. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by Handley6844, Eileen Handley, PO Box 400 Robinvale, VIC 3549 843. $7.90 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by blobby22, Susan Skidmore 15 White Oak Avenue Mossman, QLD 4873 844. $19 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by jaremoco07, Linda Young 19 Stewart St Rupanyup, VIC 3388 845. $16 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Mamabdelg0, mamouni Abdelghafour Duar oled taleb sidi taibi kenitra Kenitra 14000 MA 846. $12 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Talitakum Flowers, Lembang Jl Grand Hotel No 48 Lembang Bandung Barat Jawa Barat 40391 847. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by 4lng05ih, Bob Fox 54b Galbraith Road Pegs Creek, WA 6714 848. $19 stolen via Epipremnum on ebay Gg9546 George Grelak 6 Amy Street, Blakehurst, NSW 2221 849. cassie donnolly from FB stole 1 cup of blood and bone - stupid blonde bimbo who wants to play with me: get a fucking life, grow up, stop harassing me: you belong in jail - up to me I'd be putting a bullet through your ear 850. my blog story “So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater” was changed something missing? 851. I think cba have bean stealing off my cc since 2020 – they changed my card, and the statements for the end of that period are missing? Ebay refunded me $60 for faulty heater and Telstra gave me $60 compensation. I think the bank are trying to make it look like I am confused – when I am not. 852. Glasslock: added to my "stupid" list for not providing replaceable lids for their tempered glassware that will last generations – GENERATIONS (and they are quite expensive) 853. aquarium filter sponge stolen from veranda (4th one stolen over some years) 854. 1 pumpkin from vege patch 855. Still being harassed by bimbos on movies accusing me of being on drugs – fuck off you stupid dogs.(movie deleted later – never happened – such cunts) 856. Redbubble steal my sales money when under $20: so far I have had 3 sales since 2016, have never been paid – they thieves, ALSO sent email: Your margin: US$6.08 (AU$9.35), but online says (AU$8.55) thieves ontop of thieves 857. Brand new GOOD Aquarium adapter for pump swapped over for crap one that keeps falling out of socket $4 858. Pc monitor flui cleaner stolen, I wrote a story about it, then it was returned today, but they stole my pink plate 859. good guys in Mackay beeping me on the telephone ref refusing to refund me my product which is still under warranty - disputed, got a refund, apparently, but more harassment from them, probably they stealing trying to recoup their loss. 860. Ebay order changed in outlook – ebay staff aka Ebony Cosgrove $11 861. Glass jars stolen by dodgy facebook women, then I bought more from woman who tried to overcharge, I think was that girl who stole my wallet at Grave Attire, she has daughter now, let me guess, her name Emily? What a thieving stalking bimbo – I think theres a que now, single mother bimbos. 862. My neighbours in front of me are harassing me with tapping sounds in the morning, usually, and my neighbours next to them are perving on me via kitchen windows, they are also verbally harassing me making sure I can see them – 1 old lady, skinny, and 1 man dressed always in orange. Plus some younger people were there a while back, harassing me at night, they had a fire going, they may have fiddled with my aquarium heater on the verander, and broke it, or even worse turned it up in order to kill my fish, it was around the same time – utter evil STUPIDITY, possibly incahoots with the real estate girl, I saw her there last year, I took a photo of her. Taylor. (btw, those young people were there from guilt, too stupid to realize why they were pissed off, blaming me, when it was them who stole my blonde Endler fish before - A clear conscious leads to a healthy mental state. And some neighbour is letting their bloody big black dog roam around here at night. YOU STUPID DOG OWNER. (its not Barley) All dog owners are stupid. 863. Microsoft are stealing my video’s quality via Lossy Compression and Re-encoding over years. Significantly so. 864. Amazon re cancelling membership they change it to more expensive one $60 865. Budget beef mince from woollies – not sure what it is but it is disgusting. Paper? Sawdust in it?? They are thieves. 866. Pink bread plate stolen today Sunday when Steve asked me to go to his shed and take photos – the thief returned the pc cleaning fluid 867. White bread plate stolen aswell – could be retailer dog related due to dep fair trade and goodguys refunding me – then stealing from me 868. Arnica oil half bottle stolen same time pink plate stolen $50, same thief who stole all my essential oils, but claiming to be a drunk beautician from bundaberg - trying to trick me with identity - STUPID THIEF. plus these last 3 occurred after communicating with liberal politicians? FUCK OFF MICHAEL. But also after eating chocolate outside– jealous bitches? 30ML $70 869. ½ bin full of Potting mix stolen, (my good mix) steve came round and distracted me with stupid questions. Linda Hewitt must be involved in good guys theft? Refunded me then broke into my house and stole $79 worth of my stuff 870. Adapter plug swapped over good to bad (outside on aquarium pump, now it just falls out) 871. car cam with reversing camera, but someone keeps breaking it – breaking in to my car, and breaking my camera – as it records ALL CARS infront of me AND behind me, at ALL TIMES 872. 4 Echinodorus ‘Rose’ - E. horemanii 'Red' x E. horizontalis, (the tall one) stolen, but was mislabelled, actually is ‘Tricolour’ – aquarium industry, the whole lot are thieves 873. Aquarium shops, all of them steal from me, one way or another – they are a total scam. 874. Ebay staff have fake sellers doing product placement, so u wait 2mnths for product (coffee grinder) that was never actually sent 875. Fb deleted my drawer runners listing, no notification, it just vanished, had to redo it 876. Amazon help centre said they would give me a $5 credit for mucking up the subscription – but then never did. 877. Australian website Essentially Australian, fake essential oils – they thieves, operating at Ali and Garths and on FB -could be New Directions doing excess lemongrass and cedarwood oil blends – would not surprise me if this was them? a plot to steal, some fake person on FB doing AI photos of Callitris glaucophylla - White cypress pine, that was Shannan Davies, who also had photo of me superimposed tending marijuana plants – I reported him and my neighbours to police. 878. Next day, after I noted SCAM: 15ml OF THAT essential oil cypress pine stolen 2pm 23rd Sept 2025 while I was doing the washing (1/2 the bottle emptied, plus they left a blue strap on the toilet seat?) $20 fake seed sale Rebecca Jones, 25 Livingstone Street, Yeerongpilly, QLD -HEY BIMBO THAT SALE DOES NOT COVER THE COST OF THE THEFT, maybe they were getting it to test it! Told you. 879. Also more arnica oil was stolen, emptied 880. Korean lacquerware online theft: by search results, so google, etsy and ebay were incahoots to hide the real value of a “compact” inorder to get me to purchase one for $65, when really its value is $25 if that. This is total theft by all online .com, especially google, and including youtube. Ebay steal like this, then try to make up for it by selling my seeds, which may cover some of the theft, but also creates tax hoops. Nuisance. 881. Sand timer stainless steel 882. 1 sewing thread clippers 883. Scissors moved from kitchen to desk 884. 1 brand new unopened sewing tape measure stolen at same time 885. day after thefts, dog girl cut lino in 2 spots with stanly knife that was on table and put pink textamarks on floor, and brown stain of some sort; saw neighbour hanging around. Related to my Brenda and carpet cleaning story 886. Coles delivery driver stole 2 broccoli from my order, coles issued me a $10 voucher with no acknowledgement of the theft. I guess could have a been a lurker on the verander at night? Young man, shortish, tatoo guy, friends with neighbours who steal, Cassandra Hayes? 887. Beach towel -neighbours, Prob incahoots with stupid kmart trying to product place beach towels fuck off you stupid bimbos 888. Sensor light turned off and camera outside turned to face the other way 889. Apple stole siri find my keys, in latest update 890. car rear view mirror vandalised by 14 Herta Lane, Sarina Beach 891. I'm pretty sure AusPost stole my parcel for ebay customer, said they del when they did not! 892. Big spate of thefts in September by neighbours - In September I got AfterPay - Pay in 4, for Temu order – maybe related 893. Andrew Breckenridge pretending to be Professor Graeme Yorston youtube – involved with thefts, and Mrs Amos, Debbie Tydd (what the) 894. Someone got in yesterday and removed the wedge holding up dishwasher, lucky I saw it 895. 2 frozen chicken breast (frozen is not good compared to fresh – stupid copycat thieves) $10 plus plus future bulk chicken, can't get as steal it 896. Australians on the show Insight, stole my stethoscope so they could product place Apple Watch - fuck off you stupid bimbos 897. Cba stole .75c “international transaction fee” – channel 7 reckons this is greedy opportunists toll money only, and should not be paid 898. My story describing the local men here as stupid young men, was stolen off pc 899. Potatoes: Woolworths, what the hell, refuses to sell roasting potatoes. All their potatoes are Waxy: for stews and mashing. Food shortage. 901. Same with onion, only 2 varieties all supermarkets and fruit shops: brown and red – lack of diversity - food theft. 900. Paypal dickheads help centre run around the call center guy started talking about sex FUCK OFF YOU PERVERTS 901. Australia Post Mackay depot stole my small kmart parcels 902. Apple and microsoft are trying to steal my photos by omitting half in the transfer from device to pc 903. My tapo is being monitored and hacked 904. Unbelievable sellers on ebay selling cuttings through the mail! And at extreme prices! That will not work! It is plain theft. 905. appears to be some retard sitting in a car at 14 Herta Lane, 1020am 25th November, harassing me with beeping - get a life you stupid dog. Do you need councilling? I can point you in the right direction?? 3rd born retard. 906. Blue tack stolen from hose end, by Microsoft computer nerd bimbos -Dural irrigation related 907. Ebay and youtube stealing – Nigella seeds: black seed oil – old seed not germinating 908. Lotus plant stolen from veranda fish tank, plus before some seedlings stolen, about 5, could be ebay girl related, trying to save Brendon who refunded my battery for $6.95 $50 909. Person who hacked my phone had a Wi-Fi name: DIRECT-1KEO:ILCE–6300, and there's 2 more: CAM_ZB978X230202, DIRECT-aiEO:ILCE–6300, - this will be someone at herta lane, go get police 910. Plenty walnut oil not smelling like walnut. Plus something wrong with blackmores codliver oil - farmed fish with pesticides: as hair fell out after scalp application 911. Woolworths for some reason stole $.50 and they didn't deliver my cream they refunded me but they refunded me $.50 less than the amount they charged! I even told them the price. Then they stole the $5 credit and free delivery that they promised me – some nutters there atm. 912. Nothing on my coles shopping list is available - Not sure who, but coles IT nerds have on their website suddenly “share your shopping list” link, and this seems to be exactly what has happened: everything in my shopping list is no longer available - so coles NO, I do not want to share my list!! stop sharing my list 913. milk companies stealing from Australians by reducing fat (taking cream out WAY MORE than what it was prior 2015), water on my weetbix now 914. large /medium white pipette stolen from outside window - they put slit in bottom of flyscreen and pried pipette out 915. Retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent so I would have to buy a new one 916. my snazzy diy sauna vandalized by jealous retail dog, zipper broken and nylon ripped -Retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent so I would have to buy a new one 917. inflatable spa punctured week later – so retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent and then this spa. STUPID 3RD Born DOGS 918. Puncture repair kit – sticker really 919. Woolworths are putting water in their milk and Sarina Woolworths is stealing the other brand milk and oil from my woolly’s at Ooralea {they deliver, Sarina does not, the locals are not competent enough} 920. Twice now I have been accused and harassed by Telstra for not paying my bill when in fact I HAD paid my bill, then I had to go through all rigmarole to prove that I had paid it. Stop making me into the bad guy you perverts who just like to fight. Plus, pick and see what you want. 921. Silver leptospermum cut off at base of plant 922. Woolworths staff stole this out of cart Help@Hand Tea Tree Oil 200mL 923. 2 jackfruit trees stolen off table out front $40 924. 2 Fishbone fern stolen off table out front $10 - last night, herd them, probably facebook related - 2 people pm - I would say neighbours Ally and Garth pretending to be Clery Morwood and Rafael Guanais – musicians or police, I think police stealing – police are stupid 3rd borns here. 925. Sarina intojobs.com are stalking and beeping me – harassment, could be them going to 14 herta lane and harassing me, and stealing from me 926. No Coles, I do not wish to share my list! OUT OF STOCK – I think their way of combatting my food theft is to get thieves to purchase exactly what I do, so they can eat it at same time and not get food jealous!! 927. I had another pink bowl stolen, so 2 now in several months. This is related to my stupid neighbours, and the people who hoon around on motorbikes and in cars. I have zero tolerance for thieves NO TAKSEY BACKSEYS, ha. (you stupid idiots this is what incenses you the most: ZERO TOLERANCE FOR THIEVES, so you keep coming back for more, you don’t even know why). 928. www.facebook.com/themorningbulletin - ban me from commenting on their posts,- these are the ones that can do something about cba stealing money of cc by withholding money if retailer asks them, as well as charging twice for purchases at coles. 929. 2 Red screwdrivers stolen 2025 930. Someone cut all the chives off the veranda hanging basket over 3 nights 931. Someone Grasstree Beach who is following me whenever I go into Mackay, they turn off to go to grasstree 932. Dogs on the weekend here again - stole lavender essential oil, they emptied out the whole bottle, left the bottle (was ½ full). 933. Facebook marketplace edit notification alerts are total scan once you have stated what you want you won't be able to find it unless it's at inflated price 934. Fresh herbs! Supermarkets are stealing from people; fresh herbs ought to be cheap, $1.80, not $3.20 935. Lavender infused oil $20941. Mackay butcher substituted lean mince for veal mince (not lean) – no flavour – blonde dog in store the whole time, then left after I purchased without buying anything, plus she had a little blonde girl maybe 6yrs? who came and stood infront of me, and started at me, twice – I think this is Cadbury related – their chocolate is for 4yrolds that can’t taste the difference. They need to be sued – they are begging to be sued. Plus, then again like all these recent thefts, I have some stupid dog apologizing to me – well NO, I do not forgive you, PAY UP THEN rack OFF. 942. Went back to butcher next week: POLICE STOLE AGAIN on mackay butcher trip – stalking another $500 ticket, – stupids I wrote a whole story and put in police complain re Lisa Lynch stealing from me – jealous 3rd born police. (coles refuse to deliver my mince meat so had to purchase from mackay,) because police delayed me, unable to go to butcher, they closed - not coincidence 943. POLICE FINED ME $500 AFTER TYRES - I THINK TO GIVE TO STUPID DOG WHO FOLLOWS ME AROUND TO PAY FOR HALF HER NEW TYRES?? QLD POLICE ARE STEALING FROM ME BIG TIME - related to Robert Naismith, from fakebook market place, retired police officer 944. Secateurs stolen – I suspect police cohort Adrianna Leahy, in loo for free awful dragonfruit, they were given to me as a free item FREE, if you changed your mind after you gave them to me: too bad 945. Another screw, well, shelf suction cup stolen today on fb mp item in back of ute – dogs doing stealing signs – ha ha stupid thief, nursery woman gave me old marjoram for free – SUCKSHIT LITTLE CHILD, a free item – YOU LOSE 946. Retarded blonde bimbo stealing from after someone on FB gives me FREE item. Police related – 3rd born retards stalking me - can't buy any pick up items on marketplace any more - winning too much the police CANT STAND IT (because they are fascists) all of Mackay is affected by these fb mp mafia little girl dogs – its like all those stupid dogs from petersham has moved to mackay. 947. A politician's wife near Mackay using her husband's free travel to move goods around the country and sell on FBMP! not my intention to do something about theft that is not personal to me, but maybe related; wife sees me as a threat and had something to do with getting rid of me on FBMP re Mackay police. So, right back at you; might want to do something about spouses abusing their husbands free travel (bet they are not paying tax on those items) 948. Tyre people added on $9.90 surcharge 949. $500 2nd ticket by entrapment stolen by MACKAY POLICE, some dog said it was for half the tyre cost for the dog who follows me around. I think maybe these idiots see members in the community buying my 2nd hand goods on FBMP, and think they are over paying, and so fined me for it. – and they were getting all the mothers of criminals and stupid teenagers in Sarina to purchase my goods, so then steal it back off me plus 3 times more stolen. STUPID SARINA AND Sarina Beach people, plus Campwin Beach cunts and Grass tree Beach people. Stupid Mackay Police, 950. Tip shop mackay stealing; making huge profits from things people chuck out - ripping off poor people, also gov to blame; taking tax on items that have already been taxed. 951. Police are vandalising my carcam so they can’t be recorded following me and driving infront of me – Mackay and Sarina Police - Dogs do signs police stealing because I do washing; using up water. Do they not know that Steve has heaps of water? Stupid police -this is not how you do things – you monumental idiot 3rd borns. 952. Jason McDonald is the person who asked for address and didn't turn up – one of the carhoons? Metaphysical rapists? Secateurs?? He is criminal of some sort 953. Olympics channel and wide world of sports doing fake winter Olympics stories 954. Centrelink still stealing with no disability pension 2026 – dog stalking from ABC Online, same one from JJJ 1998. She has completely sold out. Hamish and Heidi Henry had something to do with it, or UK TV sending me them to make it look as so. Hamish guilty. Centerlink delaying outcome for emotional torment time 955. Coles did not deliver my order yesterday then compensated somewhat – I’m sure someone will steal it 956. rackoff stupid musicians playing kookaburra noises you retard, get a brain – them that stole my new secateurs 957. car hounds at night waking up the whole neighbourhood, who pays these people to be a nuisance like this? you deserve a bullet to your ear 958. target claiming “stainless steel” on powder coated aluminimum 959. some idiot keeps sending me 3 people on metaphysical level who steal from me – so 3 dogs, been a thing for over 20 years $1000’s 960. large pink lily bulb – stolen out of potato storage, hope the stupid girl who took it gets cancer and dies 961. one of my outlook reminders: contact nursery before looking through their website - they only have for 'show' in stock or refuse to sell to me 962. fresh chives stolen 963. Dogs doing signs Fiona Blake stealing plums at Rangari. She prob is not. – see how annoying the dogs are. 964. the winter Olympics it's like, it's not real, it's a mere “production”, put on by the Olympics channel - total scam! They have to let the press in free for all otherwise it's all total bull. 965. Swapped out my good card reader that always works for one that does not work – forgot to mark it in pink paint 966. 2 Silicone Buckets stolen over summer 25/26, 1 black and 1 grey silicone buckets (pc hacked and MY RECORDS, WORD FILE CHANGED TO 3, when I purchased 4 grey flex tubs (flexi tub) BUT I found the 4 receipts in outlook. All morning it took - time thieves too. I knew I had 4. $8 967. More quality quality potting mix - Bimbos on Pinterest are vying to come up with good recipes, so I will be enticed to cook them, then they’re using that to justify stealing my potting mix on the veranda, WAS on veranda. Not justified theft stupids. Burn in hell. Stupid little people. and rack off chefs – you idiots. {I bet it was female chef who stole 1 of my Asiatic lily from potato cupboard} stupid fucking bimbos 968. small long blue straw cleaner 969. Local mothers in Sarina, Sarina Beach, Campwin Beach, and Mackay, putting good items on Facebook marketplace, that they know I would want, with no intentions of actually selling it -like they're just showing off. A perfect example of stupid bimbo behaviour. 970. 2 x 20L food grade buckets with lids STOLEN same time as 2 silicone buckets STOLEN at Sarina Beach - stolen by local bimbos-rasied by STUPID MOTHERS on facebook $20 plus postage $60 971. Jobs provider stealing ideas for work 972. stealing petrol: 2 trips to mackay + 2 trips to sarina beach mail box, cost me $115!! – so about $75 worth stolen - 973. plastic scraper, actually it was a large long Sistema plastic lid, stolen at SB by a dog walker idiot young man – right out of my bag 974. Apparently someone swapped out my heirloom Roma seeds from Diggers – and ages ago at Rangari. (??) the ones I have now are still eggshape, but I guess they are small and often miss-shapen? They are still perfect for sun drying, so I really am not sure – I don’t sell them anyway. Good enough for my taste buds! 975. I have online stalker – computer nerd who goes by various names with Butterfly in it. GET A LIFE 976. Silicone sunglasses strap taken, and in the process ripped the bag that it was in -no idea when they would've got the chance to do that 977. Computer nerds sending me spam emails on daily basis – rack off 978. Phyllis Reyna Wixpartner, email from this person, I ignored, she could have tricked stupid QLD police into giving them money re ticket 979. fbmp cunts stealing by inserting plants for me to sell for $$ - but they want them, and take them from my table, they do not pay, same as grape - -cunts at workforce australia - Michelle, that woman from NEGS in 1998 centerlink? 981. Mackay hospital with Mackay Dental hospital dentist Tiffany and that other guy – stealing with unneccesary work, I think silver dioxide experiment related? 980. Coles, prob wools, swapping out meat for poor quality if I order in advance, but next day, is fine 981. Fake posts on FB wanting me to make my hopeless mother comments – stealing comments??? 982. I think kogan may have broken their dishwasher here so am forced to buy another?? remote access? 983. Australia post not collecting my mail (plants) from red letter box on daily basis, then lying stating they are. Deny and Lie 984. I think the delivery driver stole my 2 butters from the bags in the truck?? Nah – be mother cunts packing for sure 985. Dotcom company RedBubble, did not pay me for sold designs, many, but here is 1: Coloured Squares L74556570, sold to USA citezen AU$71.34 myshare: AU$8.55 – NOT PAID, plus all my other sales, over 10 years; they just do not pass on sales, they keep it – founders: Martin Hosking, Peter Styles, and Paul Vanzella, owned by Articore Group, promoted (and protected) by CHANNEL 7 – people from the same school. Have deleted my account with them, ought to have never uploaded to them. 986. appears to be some idiots in the press doing fake lawsuits and using that as some sort of reason to steal, or to muck something up? those people playing that stupid game: stop using drugs and go jump in the lake 987. all my long tent pegs missing 988. 1 cotton glove stolen from car at iga carpark 830am – all the dogs hanging about me like leeches MORNING 989. 2 sun jewels plants from vege house 990. FB admin putting all my posts into spam – such cunts – burn in hell stupid cunts 991. Stupid Government, I think again stealing under the pretence of tax; my electric roller blind sold on FBMP, so no tax is due on this item, it has had tax paid on it when I purchased it, and I sold it 2nd hand – I DO ONT OWE ANY TAX ON THIS ITEM, YET THEY STEALING FROM ME AFTER THIS SALE - using this as an excuse to play tyrannical vigilante. Gov or fake gov stealing – it is like gov have stupid dogs working for them that do not know the RULES. They owe me hundreds of $$. And can't buy anything on marketplace any more - as winning too much with cheaper 2nd hand - the police CAN’T STAND IT. Stupid 3rd born jealous twits. And because of this too, the Mackay market place went up 4x price of rest of Australia - there are some REAL stupids in Mackay policing fbmp -with ties to Mackay Police. Aquarium industry women are involved in the stealing. Communists practices - not allowing all people to free trade. Same with gumtree and facebook marketplace - I bet stupid computer nerd related? 992. Drs somehow stealing; all the thieving mothers, dogs and child motorbikers out when I went to Dr, so not sure what stealing – maybe scoliosis related, they stealing something. Maybe Imed Bundaberg inrelation to scoliosis xray, Radiologist: Dr R. Bilwani did report -with no mention to scoliosis? I don’t think they knew about fascia back then. 2019 993. Sand for everyone else is $12 a bag, but if they slap “aquarium” label on it – its suddenly $60 – exact same product! 994. I think the dumb thieving blonde may be stealing a potato here and there from my potato box? Another lily bulb stolen 995. More potting mix stolen off front table – they steal everything off those 2 tables – car hoons, car dogs, I can hear them at night, they drive around stealing. The potting mix was in a container – they scooped a portion out. Last night 30th March, Monday night. Prob around 8pm -cars incahoots with youtube, those Lucky Saves top 10 American ones 997. Dogs trying to trick, probably retailers; on social media by trying to get me to make money comments- it's a little weird and hard to explain. Its like they talk to the perverts, manipulate them, play sides - thats why police gave me 2 tickets, they were manipulated. 998. Woolworths After Sun Aloe Vera Tube Last week $1.70 – this week $2.60 – extreme inflation going on 999. Temu stealing netting using GRAPHIC DESIGNERS after they sent me FALSELY ADVERTISED netting and I requested return – deliberate theft, DO NOT PURCHASE FROM TEMU – computer GRAPHIC DESIGNERS stealing, GRAPHIC DESIGNERS on Pinterest too -incahoots with Temu. 1000. When I was living at Bulga, some girl named Crystal befriended me, she was in relationship with Roberts farmhand. I think I seen her a few times, stalker? I think she bought my fishtank on FB. Her name keeps appearing online where I go; so possible essential oil thief stalker, her boyfriend stealing it for her – possible prostitue? Ah police HELLLOOOO 1001. Pinterest has too many adds now, stealing my good image viewing, plus annoying moving ones. They lost the plot. 1002. Mince meat (blade) is going up for $4 a kg every week, its up to $24 this week – outrageous! 1003. Online tax office form deliberatley hiding, withholding or making too difficult claim, work claims, office claims, small business claims – so, declaring all income easy and straight forward, but unable to put my $1000’s of dollars worth of business claims in - they are stealing from me in changed online procedure. computer nerd IDIOTS. 1004. Clay pot with Amazon Sword $12 1005. Unable to purchase lavender essential oil 1006. Tesslars bulbs sent dogs to distract so I plant calla upside down, plus stole a lilium – they do this distraction for employment, as in “discreditation” as in, she needs surveillance – its bullshit, and purely about making money for STUPID HOONING DOGS. Curse Tesslars, will not be purchasing from them again. Unacceptable CUNT behaviour. STUPID CUNTS 1007. Pervert 1: Matthew Mackenzie, Pervert 2: Caleb Black. These two people were stalking me at my neighbours place, in Herta Lane, 12, the one who steals from me. They was sitting there up there all day yesterday, 13th April, staring down at my house from the hill top like little perverts. The post they made themselves known to me was deleted so I'm naming and shaming them here: fuck off you pathetic losers 1008. One of them snuck in while I was watering, about 930am, they unlocked the back door and left it open, they turned the speed of my sewing machine down. They probably stole something to. 1009. Example of people who buy my seeds: J. WALKER, 8 WALKERS Point Road, WALKERS Point, QLD – as if really wants, they just want to go on this list as jwalker; she insisted I give her tracking number – total thief, trying to make up for items stolen by bimbo, and stealing again in the process. The dogs seem to be doing this weird blonde bimbo thing in regards to winning a car or having to walk. 1010. OMG first time in 12mnths I went into town (23rd April 2026) and did not have police car on my path – QLD police cunts, did they forget? Are the on holidays? Although I did receive a letter the day before from SPER – police dept collecting contracter –{cunts}, stating my dept plan from ticket no 3 is finalised – even though I never had a dept plan with them, as I paid them in full. Stupid police. And since when is following me every time I go any where apart of SPER JOB DESCRIPTION?? They are giving me tickets so they can include me in their daily job description - they are stealing also from all tax payers. It was suggested to me that they were using me to track me for 12 months to see how a motorist, a normal person would react to being tracked because they want to implement tracking all cars and change the way cars are registered; so using me for 12 months in this threatening manner, not paying me plus stealing $1000; these spur government people are disgusting; you will be burning in hell. 1011. Wool fat returned and ¼ bottle ginger and coriander oil stolen from green bottle – it was just after I created my weekly reminder in outlook: green bottle on sore knees. PC Perverts stealing from me. Microsoft. 1012. Bonnie Colleen Pappin bcpappin@gmail.com – this person is communicating with me atm, she has something to do with these thefts April 2026 – she is a thief from 2017, who I think tried to make up for it by purchasing my fabric? And I think she also pretended to be someone named Andrea Timothy Comelli who wanted to be penpals? All dot com people are thieves, all high school people are thieves, and all other women are thieves. (all old men are arsholes). 1013. Microsoft keep rebooting my pc off when I go outside in the am 1014. Sper stole 2nd ticket $500 to test their new payment system – cuntdogs operate their phones 1015. Purslane seed bag missing? Not sure, may have sold all?? 1016. Telstra stealing from me by switching off my m1 modem, so I have to use m2 modem that does not work properly, it keeps rebooting 1017. Ergon $170/ month, up from $70 – they stealing for sure 360. Ipad update- some child at apple delib slowing it down each time as punishment for having old device 361. Idiot sitting in car outside my place beeping car hoon – rack OFF LOOSER- I think returned secatuers then stole them again next day 362. Lendrum part $40AU -Microsoft stole it, trying to blame Pinterest for stealing it; when I upload something for sale on Pinterest, they steal. 990 items and still counting I have had to spend $1000’s on padlocks, locks, new keys, CCTV…..security features $3000 So that's 962 items, my list to date, I calculated replacement value is about $22000, and these listed, are the ones that I know about. You know I mentioned on my blog that I have a lot of people, women who just yell out apology to me, like they yell out apologies from across the street, or inside a shop, or behind a tree, or just somewhere where I can't actually see who it is who is yelling out “sorry”. This has happens to me multiple times, and I assume, it's a copycat stupid bimbo thief, who stole something from me, then saw me and later realized she is just a stupid bimbo thief, and so apologised without incriminating herself. The coward she is. Quite frankly, my dear, you can shove your apology up your arse; I want compensation. So not only replacement value, for the thief to pay, I want them to pay compensation for torment – torture, stress, anziety and fear. So, at $5000 per incident, that’s $2,795,000.00 Those stupid thieving dogs are in dept to me for - $2,795,000.00 Do you have a daughter? - chances are its her, you bimbo mothers who can't raise a child. So, there are heaps more I have not written down too, before I realized I was being targeted. 885 - that is ABSURD! A lot, isn’t it? And sad isn’t it? The people responsible for these thefts are absolutely NUTS, and they should be locked up in jail (not in a mental health ward) IN JAIL - that’s where they belong. IN JAIL. Julia Roberts was right, in jail. About $22000 worth of small items. But the emotional stress far outweighs the cost by at least $7million. Just a quick sidebar here, it's a good spot to mention; I was talking to the owner of an aquarium shop in Mackay, because I had some kangaroo meat stolen that I had purchased there, and he implied that he is well aware of the fact that people are stealing from me, and also implied that “I should be a good sport about it, because it's just too amusing for all us” he further went on to say “you know it's just too bad that you have to be the centre of this big joke, but it's worth it, because it's just so funny”. WHAT an evil &^(&^()(*(^& son of a *&%(%%$ I believe this is related to Rachael Wainbergs sister, who now goes by the name of Cate Rogers? I have on my Blog, photos of stolen items with stories about each, but in 2023, (3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is pretty ^&**& on behalf of wix, however, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind – BULLIES. That’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, as seeing other people happy annoys them. And what they have created after these 20yrs+ of theft and 548 items stolen, is now a guarded outlook on most people, I can only assume now that everyone steals from me - which I know they do, well certainly did in Gunnedah AND Tamworth – the stealing game – STUPID COUNTRY HICKS). I want to portray exactly how ANGRY I am about these thefts. (plus there have been heaps more THEFTS at the check out, whilst shopping, overcharging. Those are not listed here). And before I started keeping track of the thefts, and before the stealing was a weekly event; in about 1999, I had an electrolysis kit, and I’m going to add this to my list of stolen items, because even though I gave it away to Vinnies - I believe I was manipulated in doing so by a girl telling me it doesn’t work you should throw it out (as she wanted it). Back then I was really naive and about the insidious way women work, and how they can sneakily steal things and manipulate others. Anyway, I miss that machine, as now 20years later, I’ve got big patchy areas where no hair grows. All that was required was a little more patience and I would be hair free! I don’t even know if they make them anymore, it was about $100 - but it most definitely DID WORK. People are revolting. I hope the guilty dogs get cancer and die. DOGS ARE REALLY STEALING AND HARRASING ME, trying to make me sound crazy. It started in 2006 after I moved back to Gunnedah from a brief period at RMIT in Melbourne (could be my whole class following me about the countryside? – skanky thieving girls, all of them.) Gunnedah Police do nothing, they are hopeless and bought by the female mafia that runs this country. ACTUALLY, UPON FURTHER new recollections, stealing started after I purchased a Recliner at Harvey Norman, the sales girl, along with my sister stole $2200 from me incahoots, because the girl got away with it then, she has continued to follow me around and try to steal from me wherever I go for the last 20 yrs, she has blonde hair, is short and will be now in her forties. So far, the Police at Builyan have been helpful, but basically, they would prefer to believe that I lose things rather than admit that people in their community – their friends (their kids) are stealing. Since making posters/ forum uploads and comments, naming names and generally kicking up a stink, the stealing has been reduced and items returned, but there are items still stolen from me. Stolen item blurb for Flickr If I catch you stealing ‘red handed’, I have 45 years of pent-up anger - you will not stand a chance. Note: since putting stolen items up on flicker, I have had items returned, - months after they were taken (sometimes years) making a big deal about these little things pays off. There are members of the community that have been around awhile and know perfectly well what’s going on, but for some unknown reason to me, will not talk to the police and NAME NAMES. (it’s often the popular and well-liked people who steal and can get away with it, I don't care who you are, how old you are I HAVE ZERO TOLERANCE FOR ANYONE THAT STEALS ) Don't be intimidated when you hear about the catastrophic stories on the news (most lies anyway), little things that affect your day-to-day life are important too. (I love social media; it really is empowering the people). The Police at Miriam Vale, not only do NOTHING about all these stolen items, but they do not take me seriously at all, and do not believe anyone in my area steals! HOPELESS I also will be ‘willing’ the thief to get cancer and die. (Whole huge new cancer ward was built in Tamworth hospital – SEE) Btw, a long side the theft is HARASSMENT. It is just as bad, and causes just as much anger and stress. Every time I go out, I have someone follow me and they often make themselves known by yelling out to me in someway. Like today (update in 2025, I had my stupid dog neighbour {well what do you know, another short blonde}, - she is currently using loud music to try and manipulate me; like I am trying to set up a car cam with reversing camera, but someone keeps breaking it – breaking in to my car, and breaking my camera – as it records ALL CARS infront of me AND behind me, at ALL TIMES – so the dogs who follow me DO NOT WANT me to have a car camera – they would be totally busted and HUMILIATED, so they break my camera (it cost me over $500 so far). So, those people following me and harassing me, are contributing to my death via stress ad anger, so in return, I hope they get cancer and die. I have noticed whenever anything is stolen from me, there are often strange animal type noises and once, I saw someone on a motor bike, with audio equipment strapped over chest – playing kookaburra noises in the bushland– what an idiot, I think it was Heath Barwick, skinny legs and no shoes. Like relentless harassment. 24hrs a day harassment by unwanted bullies. I also have a planes that fly over my house and seem to follow me around wherever I go (I have no idea why, I do not know any pilots, but sometimes they would spray pesticides over me and my house). And, I have noticed girls in Gunnedah, always follow me around, wherever I go, like stray dogs, (unbelievable stupidity) and I have noticed and recognized some of them, from the younger years at all-girls school, (27 years ago now), Tarsha Burns little sister Gina, Emma Finylason, and house mistress Miss Goldman. (Don’t ask me why??) – I now need a camera recording around my neck whenever I go into town, to keep the blonde bullies at bay. (Why are they always blonde?) WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE Also, I started a Flicker group with photos of stolen items. People notice things out and about, you would be surprised. Parents of Australia – you have failed, it is very easy to instil good values in a child. Life is a bitch; I recommend NOT having kids. (I really am a happy person, but I intend to do something about the thefts and harassent) My email is farmplantsandseeds@gmail.com Retailers stealing from me: I’m not talking about overcharging at the checkout (some do that {woollies Gunnedah – put items through twice – btw, I have a clear and precise mental picture of that girl – you are going to have to pay sweetie, big time, watch out short blondie mouse – btw, she looks like the shooters girlfriend, Mark Eveleigh, who is familiar with my farm property, she also worked as checkout chick at the reject shop and stole from me there aswell. But she could be this girl that was my assistant for about 3 days, in a fashion place in Sydney, same look, mousy girl, she gave me a lift one day and charged me $2, very odd, and definitely a sneaky thief, she stole Mambo labels in a sneaky manner, can’t remember her name unfortunately – she may have stolen all my white 500ml coffee mugs? bimbo} But I literally mean following me home and steal from my house or sending in “dogs” to steal from my house when I’m in store, as they know my house will be vacant. This is been going on for some time and not only shops from when I’m physically visiting them, but online shops are stealing from me as well. At first I thought it was just Bunnings (the Bunnings bimbos) stealing from me as it was very clear every time I would shop at Bunnings something would be stolen and there was very suspicious and dodgy staff who would follow me around the shop whenever I went there, they would try and play God with voice-over microphone/music, they would plot traps to try and piss me off, so I have to walk all the way up to the other end of the store to get help - they’re just generally bored nuisance bimbos (and I have been advised they are on cocaine). Over a 10-year period they stole from my house, (Tamworth Bunnings) and by the way I would’ve spent about $40,000 instore over that 10-year period, and they would’ve stolen about $10,000 worth of stuff from me, so this is not just a trivial matter I’m talking about here. I’m talking about a big petty crime network. (I can clearly remember some of those female staff, I have a very clear image of who you are, even though I don’t know your names, and it’s just really unfortunate I don’t know your name because I would certainly be naming and shaming you if I did, and most unfortunate I did not get a photo of you, if I had a photo I would be putting a photo up of you online -your behaviour is disgusting get a brain you stupid dogs) -this was before I wear a bodycam, I wear bodycam now, and it’s made a huge difference to my shopping experience, and I can actually go through a store without being verbally abused) Actually I have a story about what happened; on my way over to Tamworth, after, I guess it was about 6 years of stealing, I really started complaining to the police about it because I could see I was being victimised and targeted, and it was most definitely a police matter even though the police are too stupid to see or do anything about it. Although after thinking about the whole police situation I have decided it would make sense that they have no idea how passive aggressive people work in these matters. They are only used to dealing with loudmouth drunken troublemakers with violent tendencies. BUT what happened was there was this phenomenon of fake road workers ON MY WAY TO Tamworth (looking back over the years this is been going on ever since I can remember, I think it’s Council who employs ‘unemployed boys’, young men, to give them something to do. They put on these Fluro shirts then stand on the road with witches hats - half the time they are not actually doing any roadworks at all. I once I saw them just standing around doing nothing, another time they were just sweeping the road literally with brooms! Occasionally they actually do roadworks, but often they do it on sections of road that had nothing wrong with it in the first place -so there’s a whole heap of problems going on in Councils related to roadworks) Anyway, so every 3 months or so when I drove over to Tamworth Bunnings, after about 6yrs, roadworkers starting to appear, and I would always get stopped by these fluros - I didn’t notice at the time, but they had an aim, there aim was to get me to stop and look and connect with these road workers who had stopped me – the lollypop man. If I paid no attention to those fluros, as is typical behaviour, I would later come home to discover flashing clocks and items stolen. But if I did look, then I would have nothing stolen that day. So, this is their game. It is a cat and mouse game for them, kind of a punishment with items stolen for being single. And fuck them! I have the right to be single without having any items stolen!! Fuck all the people involved, there was a lot. Including LifeLine in Tamworth (like, one time I was trying on some glasses instore, I get home to find my reading glasses were stolen, I am sure this was related to my trip instore, the radio was on - it is centerlink Jobs provider/ radio related). CUNTS. Possibly mirror related; punishment for looking in the mirror – cunts. Possibly mirror related; punishment for looking in the mirror – cunts; Honestly most people have absolutely no idea how truly revolting some women are, they are disgusting creatures, especially ones that work in the radio industry where they can remain anonymous. COWARDS. I believe those cunts are still a problem today in 2025 – they tried to poison me at Sarina Mitre 10 with pesticides. I hope you all get cancer and die. I am proud to be single, and who the fuck do you think you are trying to force roadworkers onto me? Having said that about Bunnings Tamworth, I’ve recently noticed while looking back over the years, it’s not only Bunnings Bimbos, it’s all retailers – seems to be the on trend 2015 onwards, “culture” of retailers to try and steal from customers, anyway they can. The culture of thieving retailers. The climate of thieving retailers. The trend of thieving retailers. I will go so far as to say ALL in Gunnedah and Tamworth try to steal from unsuspecting customers. For instance, if I buy some seed online, my seed tray was stolen. I bought a torch from Kogan online, my torch was stolen (my other torch- you can never have too many torches) I bought some fabric from Spotlight, my capri pants pattern was stolen and later 2 silicone spatulas and some herb tea in a Bromoil Rocco Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar was taken from my kitchen, I purchased some hose fittings from Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose o rings and awl were stolen. So, I, can most definitely see a pattern forming, you’d have to be as blind as a bat not to see it. I’ve had to take great care whenever I go out, to put not only my CCTV camera on, which by the way is pretty hopeless not only because they just turn the power off, but in 2020, I am fairly certain they have new technology to hack cctv and remove footage of any saved video including one your watching playback?-I’m not sure how they would possibly do that, but I witnessed it, footage there one minute gone the next. I believe they can do it with the underlying mission being “we want to protect all stupid bimbos, even if they steal from you Emily” - computer nerds being stupid computer nerds. But now there is new technology and I can have cameras that don’t rely on electricity, they can last all day, easy, so it’s just a matter of remembering to turn them all on and take the proper security precautions every time I go out, and I’m talking about every time I go out, even if it’s for a couple of hours outside gardening, or even hanging the washing: cameras have to be on (aswell as while I am in the shower on shampoo day). As you can imagine this is a huge nuisance and I’m just left wondering what the hell is wrong with this country? So many people who steal from me, it’s so ludicrous. But then in 2025 they started hacking my devices: iphone footage deleted, Tapo security camera images appearing in photos without me doing it – they get hacked all the time – a hobby of young men; hacking womens devices and home security cameras – never put a camera in bathroom area or bedroom or anywhere else considered very private. It is so obvious that this country has got some major educational problems, which create rebellious people who steal, and think that it’s perfectly normal and okay to steal from somebody, especially when they’re not looking. Like what do I have to do to get bimbo mothers and school teachers to wake up and start doing things the right way rather than the wrong way? Anyway, I recommend not having kids. It was either Coles or Woolworths (my chosen grocery providers) who heard about what was going on with all the stealing from retailers. Their advice was to only shop at Woolworths and Coles, because anyway food is the most important thing, especially if you’re low income like me, so that is fairly good advice, although it still shouldn’t be happening (but like Coles and Woollies are innocent, I am constantly having problems with them both, their IT nerds are always removing my products from my cart, aswell as stating “out of stock” when I know they have some in stock at the local, other things too… they are mongrels. I have noted over the years, well, I first noticed it when I went food shopping after I moved up from Sydney to the farm, and no money at all; I started to notice in the supermarket, things that were on my list, started to be on special with a yellow tag. I also noticed at Rangari, when I needed certain plants, food plants, as I was building my garden, I suddenly was able to find them online. There’s a few other things as well over the years. And while those things certainly were good, and helpful at the time, but, due to a few other negative things that I suspect those “helpful” people were involved with, mainly, including thefts, in particular food thefts, I would just like to say now to those people; if you think you’re going to get some sort of praise and gratefulness from me, you are greatly mistaken, you little fucking COWARDS. To do these things anonymously, does not speak highly about you and your character at all; you are a weakling, and you involved yourself in my life, without my knowledge, permission or even my request, you did it on your own power tripping conscience. So, if you think I owe you anything, think again you stupid little dogs, I do not owe you a goddam thing. And it’s not like now I suddenly have lots of money – you bimbo idiots. Of course, I suspect my neighbours even here have something to do with it still. The guy’s name is David Hooker, he built this house, my house (Cates house), he knows how to remove the back door to gain entrance, plus he is sore at my landlord for not paying the final payment on the construction of the house – I found out she didn’t pay it because he did a dodgy job, and I as a tenant living here, I can see, there are some holes. However, I know my landlord is a bit of a bully, and has certain female tendencies that will create problems in such a build. But why he has to take out his annoyance with her out on me, tells you a lot about this person. And I suspect he or someone in that house, his son, daughter or wife, Sharon Millet, part shut my gate when I moved in, so I would hit the moving truck with it ($800 damage) he did it because (I heard the removalist say “he is on our side” – I was not sure what he meant when he said it, but I know now, as later when I paid the removalist, Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, I made a mistake with my calculations and underpaid him, he never said anything at the time (problem) but later I realized my error and texted him I would pay the rest the following day. But it was too late as David Hooker or someone in that house part shut the gate in retaliation – USELESS STUPID HICS. So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since, again, it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, and to come up with ways to steal and be naughty (the way they were raised, a bad and hopeless mother. Actually, I suspect all these thieving problems are landlord related, although as a renter all my adult life I really have no comparison. But before I started renting, I didn’t have any issues with theft. No one stole anything. So, I can only assume it’s landlord related, and yes, I totally agree with the current flavour of the month Tom Cashman, who requested a reference from the landlord after his application for a rental had been approved by the real-estate girl. Apparently, the rental girl got back to him and revoked the application, said ‘you’re no longer approved’ - silly tool of a little bimbo Real Estate girl. Wake up sleeping beauties. I mean I could really write pages and pages and pages of antics that landlords get up to (and have done so, later in my Life Stories) most, are absolutely disgusting people who have, when it comes to their tenant, no morals, empathy, or respect for. I mean actually this is such a huge and obvious problem that it’s any wonder the government hasn’t actually done something about this. I know the current laws really favour the landlord and do not favour the tenant at all, aside from the basic stuff, like you can’t just kick a tenant out if they have a lease. But you know there’s really nothing stated in the laws how landlords must not steal from their tenants, I mean they omit that basic stuff - you actually have to S-P-E-L-L it out. There are no laws about how landlords must not use their tenancies as personal power tripping dogsbody… I really could go on and on about how fucked landlords are, and how they use their position of power to ‘lord’ over a tenant. And how, if they can’t, such as in my case, then they ask you to leave, because really all they want is someone they can ‘boss around’ and control – truly I have encountered landlords just like this – they are literally insane. (I do believe this ‘control’ issue, and no respect for others, is a mental health issue) And young Real Estate girls who are usually in charge of rentals, are the very worst, they are often used as ‘tools’ by landlords because they are young and naive. They have little understanding about powerplay and being used as a reflection. And their need for multiple references, from sometimes, people who lie steal and cheat is just plain stupid. You want to know something about me ASK ME. Btw, I am an excellent tenant, keep the place clean and tidy, always pay my rent, just don't come around here to try to order me about - you will not like the response, I am not the mouse. Some nerve landlords have. I do have good references, just don’t ask for the current hotheads ones phone number, she has a lot to lose if I move. With all this persecution that goes on, apparently, it’s much worse if you have an arshole father, who has done the wrong thing by people - they later seek revenge on his kids. Lucky my dad was a ‘jolly’ type person! to everyone! (Although I don’t think he fully understand his role has a husband, and that women need protection in life, (I am talking about not only protection from ‘bad’ people, but also on a spiritual level, there is intangible stuff that goes on) Most often it’s the protection of just being present. But he did have a very strong worth ethic, and wanted to be a good provider, he went to work every day, rain hail or shine. When my mother got sick, he was able to take all his accumulated sick days, over his whole career, and use them to look after mum, he had about 18 months’ worth or something like that. If he is guilty of anything it’s simply not paying attention. I have noticed a lot of people do not know how to pay attention. Also, I am certain that he used to drink, aside from social reasons, but in order to punish his family, because it wasn’t going quite the way he wanted - even though he never complained, I don’t think I can recall him whingeing about anything ever, actually. He was not a drunk, but he fully embraced the bear culture. A culture which I will never understand, and I consider weakness (patheticness). (This paragraph is a rewrite; the original was deleted too) And by the way, apparently the same thing happened to me at school involving sports, happened to dad when he was at school, Newington - it’s quite extraordinary how, what happens to your parents happens to you - that’s why it’s important to talk with them or your kids about your life what you’ve been through, so the bad stuff doesn't keep happening. Just thought of something bad to say about me – I am hopeless at flexibility, as in gymnastics - I recall as a 9yr child, we had a gym - the town has spent a huge fortune on the local gym and equipment - was a political thing. I’m pretty sure I much would’ve preferred to go dancing, but anyway, at gym, I was completely hopeless - I mean completely, could not even touch my toes. I don’t know how I could possibly be so bad at it, I had a small petite frame, alike many good gymnasts. We had ‘cards’ we had to pass, and myself and one other little girl, Elizabeth Donnelly, we just couldn’t do it!! All the other little girls past 1,2 and 3 within three weeks, but by the end of the year Elizabeth and I, still hadn’t passed card 2! We got stuck on the bend back! Elizabeth had a big frame (not fat in anyway) but you could understand why it may have been difficulty for her, but not me, just couldn’t do it. J I also tried to play the drums at boarding school - completely hopeless - absolutely no skills in this area whatsoever. I thought of another area of weakness – my facial recognition skills are not crash hot, pretty much my whole life without being able to recognise people, however I can often recognise someone by their whole silhouette, particularly if they don't change their hair, so their height, and the way they walk. But face, not really, I don't think I'd even recognise my face, if I saw me walking down the street! AND - why would you push a child to do something that they obviously have no ability to do? Elizabeth and I spent a whole year hop-popping about in gym, trying to do something that we couldn’t do - it was ridiculous, and a total waste of our time, and has probably impacted my general outlook on life, hop-popping around is fine! But you know what, I recall meeting one of my childhood friends, in gym. It was one Saturday morning; all the girls were seated on the ‘new’ gym mat that covered the whole floor. This girl ended up sitting next to me, and the topic amongst the little girls, came up of adoption, and Anne, her name, announced that she was adopted, and I thought she was lying because we just had been talking about it, could not be a coincidence, I didn’t believe her at all - I was very sceptical, I’m not entirely sure why as a young nine-year-old, I was so sceptical? So, she insisted that I asked her mother, and I’m like OK. So, after gym she took me out to the carpark, to meet her mother, we had the discussion through the car window, and indeed it was true, she was adopted, and that was the beginning of a friendship between Anne and myself, plus I did get to know her mother quite well after spending many hours at Annes place playing. Plus, Annes parents became good friends with my parents – many BBQ Chickens together too! Anne and I did have a lot of fun, they nicknamed us the Giggling Gerties! But I do recall Anne was a bit of a nazi; I wasn’t allowed to touch anything on her dressing table or any of her toys in her room! they all had to stay in their perfect place lol! J Someone told me that I was a bit of a nazi to (as if), and in fact, that together we must’ve been a direct reincarnation from old Germany, which would explain why we spent our whole childhood giggling our heads off, as we were no longer nazis but now little girls! Lol (it was the funniest thing I had ever heard!). My personal product placement (no associations!) - Intertek Group - you are BRILLIANT (inflatable spa people, there business mission “Born to make the world ever better”) !! And Apple Tag – genius (no more stolen items) OMG Apple are genius -no less than 5 apple devices! And, sea-electric.com (Electric Trucks) – saving the planet 1 truck at a time! Outstanding luminous people! 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Would having more money put an end to the theft? Would having more money in the past enabled no thefts at all? and no harassment at all? can’t say for certain but I pretty much doubt it - because I don’t feel the theft is about the monetary value, it’s about tormenting me. The same way a stupid little third born would torment it’s older sibling. The people who steal from me, must be third borns, that haven’t grown up. (Stop breeding you stupid cow mothers.) When are women going to stop hav Life Stories P2 (remember I update this every few months, I try not to repeat myself and keep things fluent, but sometimes there may be timeline overlapping issues) there may be repeating stupid word issue! Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Wikipedia, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon, and my new fake name account on Flickr is blocked to everyone but me). They can track me, and as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, I have tried to open several now, all deleted, those computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID. Do they realize how much time goes into putting up your profile, what it means for some stupid little twit to just delete it? Stop making ME into the bad guy, you TV raised wannabe heroes. (Its exactly like that show on telly, Superman, before Clart Kent left school). After 4 years of being ban from facebook, in 2024 I found I could open another Fb account under a different name, and same with ebay, but an account under a different business name – OH NO NOT A NUISANCE AT ALL. So, in 2024, there was some stupid Chinese IT girl nerd, who made a big deal of communicating; that she had “made a mistake”, on Netflix, I think it was Netflix (a business who are notorious for stealing from me, especially in 2023). I suspect that this is the stupid girl who literally has been stalking me online and deleting all my accounts; she implied several times that she had made a mistake. And that was it. There was no apology, no compensation, or any other information at all. I mean I can't even guarantee that it was some stupid Chinese girl IT nerd, because on Netflix they use people like puppets, so it could be someone else manipulating some Chinese actress. But after I heard this, I went to create another account on Facebook, and I could, my account was no longer deleted, so I know that this was “the stupid IT nerd” talking to me. I also created another account on eBay to sell my seeds, I had to use a different business name which is just ridiculous because I had a lot of customers and they know my business name, so having to change my name is just stupid - it goes along with “the stupid IT nerd” - they truly have no common sense at all. And, after a while, I'm pretty sure two of platforms who banned me; flicker and Spoon-flower, tried to coax me back into opening an account with them - And so I would just like to say, mmm, how does that song go, 'no way, get fucked, fuckoff'. I literally spent six years building up my studio portfolio on both, I sold quite a few fabrics on SF, I purchased even more, and they didn't even offer to reinstate my account portfolio, or apologise or compensate for all the missed royalties over 4 years. Just fucked little girls. And, get this on flicker, at some point, before I was ban, my photos were all in the public domain; I had a whole heap of plants and flowers, all available to the public if they wanted to use them for anything. But I noticed when I did a Google search for one of my plants: none of them showed, and they had been on Flickr for years, it was like only I could see them if I was logged in. Such IT cunts. Just like my google map reviews. They're seriously needs to be some sort of government policy mandating online platforms because they are run by twits. In late 2024 there was a gov mandate to ban all under 16-year-olds from using social media, I feel this is a good thing). But in 2024 I'm still being harassed by Microsoft and Apple IT nerds; they appear to be doing the opposite, like whenever there's an update, they remove features instead of adding, from my PC and ipad and iphone, like I can no longer use Siri, I can no longer use tab search, I can no longer use form auto fill. Just seriously nuisance people with no life, and are still OBSESSED with me. I think they must be third borns. Once again, before I go on, I want to try and express how angry I was, after I was ban from such popular, accustomed sites. If you heard someone talking like this out on the street in a conversation, especially if they could hear my tone too, they may probably run away scared as hell. (Well, I know a lot of people would, most people are complete pussies) But what they did to me is outrageous. I should be angry. I should be mad as hell. In fact, its comparable to in China, they have a one child policy, and if a couple has more than one child, then the second, and every child thereafter; doesn’t receive recognition that he or she exists, as in, no birth certificate, or identification. And while I think having a ‘one child’ policy is fantastic, obviously, not acknowledging someone’s existence is pretty bad, pretty bad being a complete understatement of just how bad that would be. (This is what I was taught, but their policies have changed since). I feel this is what they are doing to me, they are trying to write me out of existence, and to lose all credibility. And so, when you’re reading something like “burn in hell you stupid dog” try not to freak out, and remember what they’ve done, and how you would feel if someone was trying to write you out of existence. Sometimes I get feedback about my stories “you lose” that one, “you won” that one…. well guess what, I’m not trying to write a great blog. I’m just writing about my life and what’s going on. A lot of people are going to have issues with it. Truth telling. People don’t really like the ugly truth. Although sometimes the feedback is ”Well that’s not so bad, thinking since I’ve been “ban”, that it’s going to be incredibly offensive”. And, its really NOT bad! Everyone interpret things differently, and has different expectations of what they ought to be reading. I just want to make a point of saying: I’m not trying to win any competition, any writing competition or best blog competition!! My blog is way more a cathartic tool for me rather than an “entertainment purpose” for somebody else. So, back to the bloody dogs - do they know about the dogs I have when I go down the street, so its best if I only purchase online – but they have ban me from ebay - ebay staff are LUDICROUS, burn in hell. Btw, I have talked about what eBay have done online in other arena’s, (where for some reason, I have not been ban) because I think it’s completely wrong and literally communistic to ban someone from the marketplace. An injustice. And now I get eBay emailing me insinuating that the reason I was ban, was because I didn’t pay my monthly fees - which is absolute garbage. I paid my monthly fees via an automated PayPal system, so whenever it’s due, it gets paid. I don’t owe them anything, but when they banned me, in such a revolting manner, I went onto my PayPal account and cancelled my contract agreement with them. And it’s so happened, that that month, which was only halfway through, had a few dollars accumulation. So, they’re trying to blame that fee amount, as the reason why my account was deleted. When it was not. They deleted my account for discriminatory reasons, they are cunts. And I will not be paying the accumulated final fee until my account is reinstated, which I have advised them of on many occasions. I strongly suspect all of the recent items that have been stolen this year, was from them - bimbo IT Nerd revenge – carried out by my neighbours who play sides – stupid. (There was one ebay staff who implied that it is actually some of the sellers on ebay, actually a lot of them, who are stealing from my house, after they obtain my address. – I am not sure if that is true) None of the coward ‘bann-ners’ wanted to communicate with me at all about the reasons - oppressive Nazi personalities. Hence, I have created my own website, and they cannot shut me up. (I feel my google photos and Pins have also been blocked, but I am not sure about this.) And before I was banned from Facebook, at least I got one thing in, that is, brought something into social consciousness, and that is the “oven oven icebox icebox” that is, Shipping Container living, especially here in north QLD. Can you believe powers that be (rich powers that be) where encouraging people to buy shipping containers, cut a hole in for a window, then another hole for a door, - and call that a home - OUTRAGEOUSLLY CRUEL and unacceptable form of housing. I strongly feel describing my life in the following light helps tremendously, as, in Australia there are so many jealous bitches (seriously, huge problem, they are jealous of everything (including my bowels {yes, I really mean my bowel} and they would steal it if they could – some hopeless mothers do not know how to feed their kids properly, and so they grow up to have bowel problems) -Jealousy is from bimbo women who have more than 2 kids, 3rd born jealousy thing, carries through their whole life) Don’t blame me for your crap childhood, or your crap parents. Anyway, by describing my life here, it will put an end to this big jealousy problem (and has done so a lot, (there is no money here) But they still steal, and it’s from jealousy and a feeling of superiority over me, as in, you do not deserve that good thing, but I do, the main motivation to steal, jealousy - you love me, you want to be me. lol – so dysfunctional to be jealous) Did you know jealousy is a Sin in the Christian religion? Does anyone know any Australian women that aren’t jealous bitches? I do not. If you weren’t worshipping every step I take, you wouldn’t be watching. If you’re taking the time to read this you might wonder “why is this girl writing her life here? Who is her target audience? And no one really gives a shit?” - I do still continue to have people who follow, harass and hound me, STILL and it’s those people in particular, I know will see this blog, and indeed a lot have stopped harassing me and stealing, with their attitude, “oh I am not jealous anymore”, so, they see what I say about them, and possibly start thinking…. But, also, it is some of those ones who have read about themselves, who are suddenly protesting and trying to get me evicted from any social media websites or forums and indeed at present, I’ve got someone trying to close my website down, so I can assure you all this writing is not in vain, it works. The older I get the more I can see how oppressed both Australia and America really are, the FEAR about being angry or seeing someone express their anger is EXTROADINARY (so backwards still about this, and gov officials will still declare you as mentally ill with schizophrenic if you display anger, AH DER no such thing as schizophrenic. Speak out, stand up to thieving bullies and don’t be afraid to name names. And admin, have some guts; stand strong against women complaining about other people-they always have an ulterior motive, how are you going to make the world a better place if you do not even want to be aware what’s going on. (Oh, and again I do not have a mental illness, just thieving guilty (popular) bullies, would wish for it to be true) and, I AM NOT A DRUNK. I do not drink at all, nor am I am on drugs, I am just ANGRY, you silly bimbos) And, you know what, since I’ve written this on my blog about the fact that I don’t drink, I have definitely noticed a change in some of the current movies that I watch where there are people in typical party scenes who would normally be getting trashed, they are opting to say to their peers I don’t drink. This is something that has never been done before in Australia or America - alcohol is kind of rife. So, I like the idea that I’m giving people a choice, you don’t have to bumble along and get drunk and be a party person to have a good time in your 20s and 30s. Although I feel, pretty much every adult over the age of 40 that I have encounted, usually ends each night on the couch drunk. I make a point a point of not contacting anyone after 6pm, as I know they will most likely have started drinking (landlords especially), and thus are antagonistic, rude and resentful at being disturbed. Before I put here the blurb story, I had on Rav (account for 10yrs, and also Flickr, another account for 12yrs, that was deleted, by nazis) where I name names, apparently it is quite shocking if you’re an uptight housewife type, or a sheltered child, brace yourself. {I heard there was one girl who read my blog, and afterwards, then entered into an arranged marriage! No single lady persecution for her!}. I will do a quick recap of what has happened to bring me to this point in my life: including my pride and joy garden that was stolen! I had spent years building it up, I started gardening in 2000, and it was now 2017, so years and years, and at least $60,000 on the Rangari garden (incl 2 fruit tree tunnels, 5kw solar panels, 2 sheds, lap pool….….actually prob more close to $70000, incl any spare cash I had each week, went to 100’s of plants, over the 10 years), as you would have read in the above photo story “Stolen Garden”, so this little bit continues from there: I believe in the end; it was pure garden jealousy/bullying was the reason that I had to leave Rangari. So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food / good health had been stolen. The only positive part of my eviction was that I could leave the petty thievers behind (or so I thought (- mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, the short blonde discriminatory sales girl (who may have been incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman??), overcharged me (stole from me). Which was why she (they) continued to do it; I mean $2200 is a big incentive isn’t it?) {The Good Guys – that is why they opened in Tamworth}. In about 2016/17, sometime back then, I was watching this documentary about Fraser Island dingoes. It was good, informative, pleasant, it showed the dingoes in their natural friendly manner for the duration of the show. Towards the end of the show, they showed something most interesting. One of the crew had brought their young child along, she would’ve been about 4 or 5, I guess. All the crew had got to know the dingoes, and had befriended them, there was an element of trust that the dingoes had with them. But the film was showing this little girl on her own, just separated from the group, and one of the dingoes came up to her, and she patted it, it was licking her face in a typical friendly dog manner, then another one joined in, and then another, and another. Now what happened then was quite scary - the camera was on, so I am thinking it may have been a trap to show the viewers the nature of these dogs, but what these dingoes did was go from that friendly licky dog, to suddenly now all circling this girl and we could see, as a viewer, in a matter of moments, these dingoes had taken on a totally aggressive manner, the lick turned into hair pulling, the trotting/skipping about had turned into stalking, and there was slight ‘pounce’ attempts in play, but with a serious slight gnarl, like a dry run, and they clearly would soon have started attacking this little girl, she was pray. So, I guess lucky someone was watching, and the girl was pulled to safety. But from this video we can clearly see the nature of these dingoes and indeed they are most likely to eat a baby or a small child if given the opportunity. It’s just a natural instinct for them. They are not evil, and anyone who would shoot a dingo for such behaviour is ridiculously backwards. Anyway, I put the story here because this major theft, and the people that harass me in Gunnedah and Tamworth; this is what they’re like. You know they must see my curly long hair, then even hear me speak (apparently, I’ve got a really high voice, or did), and I’m always out on my own. And it triggers something in them, they start behaving like those bloody dingoes in pack mentality (I’m going to stick to calling them dogs) Obviously those girls who harass me aren’t dingoes, they aren’t dogs, they are human, and so their behaviour is evil. If you can’t class those girls as evil, then it is stupidity. Back to my reasons as to why it may have been a good thing I left; I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is an outright power tripping bully - he is disgusting. But this story is not about that. I want to write down what happened after I was given 3 months’ notice that November 2017, just before summer hit (and it was hot that year, no rain at all, year 5 of drought) btw the Carter family, are “the wrong side of the railway track”, and ironically one of the wealthiest farming families in Australia. I placed 2 adds in local newspapers for a farmhouse and searched all online sites and placed adds online too. And approached all the real estates in Gunnedah. NOTHING Now, the thought have having to pack up everything was daunting enough, especially given the state of my arms (very sore) and I had a foot injury that was taking all eternity to heal, (2yrs later in QLD was diagnosed by a Chiro as Collapsed Arch, bloody incompetent Gunnedah doctors, another story; unable to walk properly for 5 yrs now, I still have it (2022), as I did major damage wearing the work boots that had a “deliberate” hole in the sole, (to deliberately handicap me) whilst having to move 5 times in 2018-2020) actually, I need to interrupt my story and briefly talk about this, as it has greatly contributed to this blog, having time to write due to not being able to walk. I found out if you have had your condition for longer than 3 years, it stated I would be entitled to receive Disability pension, which is $300 more a fortnight than my current income, I did finally put in a claim in 2021, but Centrelink denied me (even though I know 2 women my age on it, and have no disability at all, 1 has a 14yr old son – so it is not what is wrong with you, but who you know, determines whether or not you get the money). So, nothing wrong with them, but they don’t have to do the jobseeker activities answer to cunty jobs providers and centerlink staff, not to mention Dep of Education. Plus they get heaps more money, meanwhile, I can’t walk for more than 5 minutes at a time. It is really NAZI of Centrelink to deny me – and those people that did, will be getting cancer and dying. I later found out, if you can work at all, they will not give it to you, it is only for bed ridden or paralysed chair people. Since I can sell my seeds now without hurting my foot to badly, they refused me. But this does not explain the other people I know who receive it and have no disability at all. It wouldn’t suit the bullies at all, if I were to have more money. Little birdie told me it’s because they’re too busy having fun doing the class thing; I have mentioned on this blog, read my “The Big Jelly Baby Scam”, and indeed they do play that game. I recall a group of women from the UK, I was advised they were distant relatives of the Royal family, aristocrats or wannabe types. And having seen me before, living at Rangari with my huge garden that I created for myself and my cats; and now seeing me live where I am now, and to hear about all the unpleasant things that has happened to me via this blog, they were so happy, and so pleased that I had been ‘cast out’, and they told me my house was ‘shed status’, and not a normal house, but merely shed status, and in an area of extreme bad air quality. Such glee they were portraying - just one of many incidences I have experienced when it comes to other people taking pleasure in somebody else’s misfortune. I have a sneaking suspicion that one of the reasons aside from my big beautiful garden, that they wanted to handicap my foot, was so I couldn’t move about properly and be healthy, and therefore put on weight and look more normal, rather than tall and slim. I think this, because, back at school especially, I’d always been very slim, and it’s been a topic of extreme jealousy by most women, some more than others, - short women especially are jealous, especially 3rd borns, they think my life is easier as I am taller, and thus have a psychological advantage – and they do not want me to have any advantage at all. Back then it was very desirable to be unhealthily slim. (Btw, I really like this Gin Gin house, and do not consider it a shed, I love the open plan-ness of it. It maybe is just a bit too small, and there is a big gap, or window up the top that only has chicken wire – no glass, so in winter is freezing, and summer is boiling, which are both causing health problems. But in QLD, things could be much worse, this is the state who wants everyone on low income living in shipping containers! Liberal government. I have plenty to say about non-thinking house design in other photo stories. {If it were up to me, we all would be living in mansions – and btw, the reason we are not, is not due to money and the current and past economics, the real reason is because there are so many rich snobby hoity-toitys that like playing the ‘class’ game they get kicks on thinking someone is inferior to them. I tell you, a lot of people in this country should be ANGRY AS HELL} Anyway, it is a good thing I am a Crafter - when you’re a Crafter, you know that there is absolutely no time to spare, because any spare moment you have, you can do one of your crafts. Like my knitting, although sore arms make this limited. I do believe this is why I especially have held a grudge against anyone who wastes my time, because I always have something better that I can be doing, rather than being put on hold or attend pointless appointments, or be given the run-around by sales people, or call centres, or Centrelink people. They are HUGE time wasters. You know life is pretty short, and anyone who wastes your time, even for five minutes, is unworthy of being in your presence. I value other people‘s time, I value my time, I expect you to value my time to. So, back to my “cast out” story, not actually having anywhere to move to was downright terrifying, not like in my youth when I could easily just pack up and move to where the new job was or as the situation required, it was an extremely stressful time, with what seemed like only haters at every turn in Gunnedah. I went through my phone book, and basically called every farmer that I knew, which proved to be of no help at all and, and most were downright rude, but one of them was a previous landlord on a farm out near Keepit Dam where I used to live before moving to Melbourne / RMIT, for a brief time, her name was Karen Cull, she was a teacher at the local high school, she mentioned I should call an old x school teacher Prue Kesby, as they had a house out near the Cull farm ( although Karen said she and Robert were now divorced and she no longer lived on the farm) Now, as I was talking to Karen, it was the bizarrest thing, she literally sounded like a little girl, it was very peculiar, and my instincts said NOWAY, HANG UP, DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SILLY PERSON. But, as I knew Karen, and knew she was not a little girl, (although there was one incident; we were in Tamworth for the day, I was doing an upholstery job for her. We were choosing fabric. We were outside a fancy restaurant, where before we had just been in, talking to some people I knew. And she deliberately threw something of mine, well scattered it on the ground, so I had to kneel down and pick them all up, when she just stood over me. To all the onlookers there in the restaurant, this act looked rather inappropriate, so basically, she has some control issues that she should work on, and leave me out of it - this type of behaviour is dysfunctional. I have noticed, this behaviour is typical to school teachers, I would go so far as to say 90% of school teachers (public school) have these self-important and major control issues, and want all the kids to worship them.) In fact, I think I need to interrupt my story, and do a whole special, other paragraph, to talk about this, because I have experienced it a lot; a lot of women don’t seem to be able to handle other women as their equal. They can only handle subordinates, which is why especially your find a lot of these women as teachers because they get to be around children, as in people that they can feel superior over, it is a serious dysfunction. Plus, it is widespread. I remember my grandmother, who wasn’t a school teacher, she was a housewife all her life, with three girls, but she definitely couldn’t handle other women as her equal, and all throughout her children’s adult lives, she still wanted them to remain as children, so she could treat them as subordinates. The very meaning of subordinate is a lower rank, or position, or of lesser importance, inferior, and needs another person to have authority and control over them. I know that expression “oh, you think your better than me!” this is where it comes from. From dysfunctional women wanting to treat other people as their personal subordinates. So, I guess for Karen Cull, and all other women in fact (my landlord Catie Rogers) that I’ve ever encountered, guess what, I am your equal, you are not better than me, you are not superior in anyway, you have major dysfunction, is all. Anyone can wear the dress! {reference from that wonderful movie “Maid in Manhattan”}. And I know I, (you!lol) would prefer you deal with it, rather than take out your dysfunction on me. So widespread! I definitely wouldn’t be friends with any school teachers. And in fact, in my experience, this is probably the reason why most women don’t like me, because they want to feel superior to me, as I am single and poor, but I don’t let them, so it pisses them off. I remember back when I was 18, all I would have to do is put on a Red Hot Chili Peppers T-shirt, and put my hair over my eyes, and people would think that I was on drugs; they think this because they wish it to be true, because then they could feel superior, as they themselves are not on drugs and thus better than. Then they think their knowledge of me gives them permission to act superior, when really they've just concocted this whole superiority issue for themselves. Not on drugs! I was just merrily humming along thinking Red Hot Chili Peppers were pretty good back when I was 18! I'm middle age now -they're not! Just a few weeks ago, I was comparing my life to a young woman from the past, Dido Elizabeth Belle (1761 – 1804) who was treated one way by her loving white family, and as she was black, and another disrespectful way by the community where she lived. - I say this because whenever I venture out, I often get harassed, followed, and pickpocketed, plus all the other shenanigans people get up to, I would often come home at Rangari, in tears. People are crap, crap bullies. Yet, when I am at home sitting on the couch eating my healthy home grown food, watching my favourite shows, I truly feel like a bit of a princess! I am treated as another viewer, a respected member of the public. So rare! Then I get back to my life and just noticed something else that has been stolen.... - it’s almost like there are two versions of life. Some shows, as in a lot now, have the dogs on them now, who harass me, they have taken over certain sectors of the entertainment industry - since I hardly ever go into town, they must love harassing me so much, they can't get enough of it. Stupids, brainwashed by primary school teachers.) One stupid bully told me she was exacting revenge on behalf of some blonde bimbo in the tv industry who cried, when she “herd” me use a swear word and was “upset” by me! Seriously, that’s what those stupid blonde women do. They are fucking NUTS. I CAN’T HEAR YOU! Stupid Sharon Morgan – trying to save movie star! Some ‘old and wise’ person, said it was not “crying from hearing swear word” that was just the excuse she used to manipulate bully dog into exacting revenge; it was crying from being jealous. JEALOUS. Like some women are so messed up and threatened by other women who they perceive as “better than”, that they do mean nasty spiteful things. So in my case, she (no idea who, but there seems to be many of such fucked up women), she used some stupid bimbo in my local area to be a bully, she manipulated stupid dog by crying (you've all seen those movies women really do that apparently!! And other women fall for it.) So, I'm wondering what is the stupid girl in the television industry so jealous of??? Is it my vast amounts of money that I have!! Maybe my extreme beauty!!! lol My abundance of looooving and adoring family and or friends??? Lol. Yeah right! So, I determined, it is jealous of the fact that I'm not married and don't have kids, which intern prohibits ‘one’ from operating in society in a lot of situations; because you're perceived as someone who's not normal and then are discriminated against. And this exclusion intern provides ‘freedoms’. Little perks of being different from the norm. The same ‘old and wise’ person said they're jealous of me “winning” and them not “winning”. Well, there must be some sort of imaginary game that they've concocted of WHAT THEY THINK WINNING IS, but see; “exacting revenge” because she was jealous is plain stupid - that's the kind of stupid 3rd born things that I have to deal with. I personally wouldn't not hang out with someone who would be jealous of me, as I would perceive them ultimately to be stupid. Did I invite that jealous woman into my life? NO, I DID NOT, yet, through no choice of my own, I've got to put up with this jealous stupids dysfunction, plus the dysfunction of some stupid bimbo dog who does as she’s commanded. When it all boils down to the fact that I didn't do anything at all to provoke those STUPID WOMEN. Merrily plodding along, minding my own business. (Business of selling seeds and growing plants). And this happens to me all the time because women are SO FUCKING STUPID. Btw, on YouTube now, if I see any dogs harassing me via their ‘position of power’, I can just delete their whole channel!! I love it. No stupid jealous dogs for me thanks very much. I went to delete one such channel, and YouTube hid the channel from me, so I was unable to have that satisfactory moment! and another time after I deleted a quack Dr channel, they undeleted it! Such online tracking pervert cheekiness. Anyway, back to my story, I was so excited about the prospect of relief from all my stresses of finding a farmhouse, I was on the phone straight away to speak to Prue (and Mark) Kesby. And, I could not believe my luck, they had a sweet little brick farm house in a secluded area, perfect for me (as being single, I am targeted by female thieving bullies (and old NEGS girls) in Gunnedah, so I need somewhere private, I really do) and Prue and Mark seemed absolutely super, so nice, the both offered to help me move my stuff (very rare). So we started, we hauled about 5 Ute/trailer loads in the heat of that summer, btw, I want to mention during one of the trips I made over there, - I went the back way, through the Crooks place, they gave me a key) I was followed by a Ute with 2 guys and I didn’t see them until I reached the end of this particular road and they beeped at me, they got out of the Ute and came up to my window, said “what the hell was I doing, was I lost?) –very aggressive manner, and like it was any of their business? It was odd, I told them I was moving into the Kesby farm, they left. (See, dogged, wherever I go. Get a life!) Anyway, it was arranged that I would feed Mark and Prue’s animals and water their plants that coming week as it was Xmas and they were going away, they paid me $100 in advance for my efforts. And in the mean time I helped them plaster a wall in the house, as it was not quite finished, so 1 whole day doing that. BUT, the next morning I received a phone call saying they had changed their mind and did not want me living in the house, as Angela Crook their neighbour did not want me living next to them, as they had read my article online, about a colleague of Prue’s, a primary school teacher - Debbie Croft, who spent the whole of my 4th class humiliating me ( I was very tiny, an oompa loompa, the smallest in the class), choosing me as her ‘whipping boy’ to get the boys to do their work or else ‘look what happens’ (Apparently, this a common teaching method for certain teachers, because, they say, it works {DISCUSTING}. I guess, Prue, as a teacher did not like the fact that she/they could be held accountable for their POWERTRIPPING BULLY behaviour later. (I had not even started writing my blog back then) She would’ve seen that article on Ravelry.com, which I was later banned from – I would say because of people like Prue Kesby putting in complaints to Rav, and coward women on Rav, giving in to them. COWARDS. How can you fix these things if you don’t even want to know about them COWARDS. So, at that point I didn’t even have a blog, and I hadn’t really even begun writing about my life (think they were offended before – try reading it now you stupid bloody women). I just wrote 2 or 3 articles, and especially that one, because I felt it was so important to do something about that disgusting teaching tactic, that primary school teachers have been getting away with for so many generations - it causes so much dysfunction and I can’t believe it still goes on. WAKE UP. And, if you think my life is offensive, try living my life, try seeing things from my perspective. This is why I’m writing about my life, anyone who is offended by anything I write, should be offended by the whole community, because this is what happens to me, and I’m merely writing it down. I have very strong convictions about FreeSpeech, and anyone that asks me to remove any of my writings, I will strongly condemn and assume as guilty. So, that was it, back to major stress out, and big shame on Prue Kesby, who would like to live with her head buried in the sand, like a little girl. (Again, the irony of the situation). I would like to point out also, when one is in the housing market, the real estate agent doesn’t say, “if you purchase this house, you have to adopt the family who live next door aswell, one comes with the other!!” It’s the same for renters, we are only interested in the house. 1 family is enough. And looking back at Karen’s phone call, then Prue’s behaviour the evening before she made her announcement, - call me paranoid, but I am inclined to think she and Karen had planned this big set up from the beginning ‘teach me a lesson’, that would be typical public-school tactics, and reminiscent of the 3 teachers from my primary school that used to hold staff meeting to come with ways to humiliate me, they are hung up on humiliation. BTW, someone that takes ‘gunshots’ like that, is not a teacher, that person is the child running loose around the schoolyard, that infact needs the teacher to come along and call for order. And really, do they think I am going to remove my posting? Stupid bitches, again the irony. All involved need to be saved as they are going to hell for sure. (Plus, I have twice seen Karen (or a look a-like) since then, when I have needed landlord references, so I think someone goes and gets her, same as all the other bullies they get from my past, seems to be for the point of harassment, as they never actually approach me or speak to me?) I need to point out here, the same thieving problems I had a Rangari and Kookaburra Park, would have followed me to the Kesby house aswell – so I am not sure it would have worked out anyway, - the niave Kesbies sure would not have been able to do anything about the thieving, and the dogs. I could have set up, and planted a whole heap of plants there, (my pool), only to have to move after a couple of years anyway? Who knows? But I think living at that house still would have been better than any other address I have since moved to. (Not factoring in the climate, and my health). 2. Rangari house , 2008 before I moved in. I have to say, so far, I’ve never been too fussy about appearances of a rental house, because I know I can transform the whole look and feel with the garden. As long as there is a big yard I’m happy. However it seems only a few Gunnedah landlords were ok with me gardening. I have discovered some landlords are completely anal about their garden, even if it’s got none, or it’s really really crap (like that one at Builyan), possibly a territorial dog thing - they think it’s really good, and think that if the tenant does any gardening, they will destroy it! Poor little people, they miss out on my skills and ability! So below, 6 forced rental relocations in 2 years, all, by myself and with a Collapsed Arch, and which is why I now have nerve damage in my ar (except when going into Gin Gin, I had help from 2 facebook boys, 1 good one and 1 bad one) 3. Promised Kesby house, 2018 – the one that I moved half my stuff to then they “changed their minds” due to revolting Angela Crook 4. Long Cottage, 2018 at Gunnedah, 10km out 5. back of bad house at Builyan, 2018 6. moved to Colosseum, 2018 , 12 ute loads by myself including all pool parts - 25mlap pool and horticulture stuff. 7. me on Veranda at house at Colosseum 2019 , age 45yrs 8. house at Village Lane, Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, 2019 9. present day 2022 , teeny tiny unit near Mackay - old hotel BTW, the next location in Gunnedah was even worse, (thieving powertripping landlord and their kids) so after another extremely exhausting and expensive ($3500) move, as I was not able to find anywhere in my home town of Gunnedah to live, and had to move to a suburban country area 700km away in QLD, where I literally have to ‘start again’ (so far, another 5 times), such is bitch life, I recommend NOT having kids, or don’t have any unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 and home school them. BTW, (Since the whole of Gunnedah retailers and local yocals were stealing from me (I was really targeted by them, it is a hateful town, passive aggressive underground movement – they must be lost now with nothing to do now that I am gone), probably good that I moved, least QLD is warmer, still dry though, water issues WATER ISSUES) But, next spot at Builyan, the only place available on the real estate apps in QLD, not in a city. {oh actually, the only place near the coast, but at that time there were heaps of big old houses in outback Blackall (nice realtor, heaps of bore water, cheap – had signed a lease even, prob should have gone there? Not sure – I do so love the beach, so opted for the Builyan one when it popped up at the last minute. I have to say most of the people who live here, and at Miriam Vale (close by), would have to be the biggest country hick stupid thieves that I have encountered. It's really too bad how that cliche of sleepy country people being that way, fits so perfectly in these two spots. But seriously it's like there are generations breeding new generations of stupid Hicks it's quite disturbing and disgusting. It's like there's been no progress or change or evolution at all. I unhappily lived at Builyan for 4mnths (it was soo awful, and a scam low-income house with other hidden costs, no privacy, no fruit trees at all, still; stealing car hoons, perverted neighbours. See, I was planning on setting up my pool there, it had a HUGE backyard, but I could not, it just was not appropriate for that neighbourhood. (I am amazed how most people do not know how to live, the fail to see what is actually important, they just bumble along breeding like rabbits, blindly killing the planet), (I think my Jobs providers were stealing from me too there) plus harassment from neighbours) Fools Gold! So after Builyan I moved to a farmhouse 40km away at Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland for 6mnths. The lying landlord, Alister Darcy Ward, lied to me about long-term, he clearly stated it was available long term, but no, it was not - he also lied about water, there was literally NO water at that place, as their tank leaked. LIAR, he just wanted someone to fix it, as his angry son who hates his dad, had trashed it, – it is such a monumental task to move, I have no help and no money, that means 12 Ute loads, I now have major arm and shoulder arthritis. – should have gone to Kaye Symanns at Baffle Creek, silly me – when you from a loving family, it’s hard to know and remember that a lot of other people are lying pricks. Btw, knowing that something would not work out, because the landlord is a lying prick, and NOT saying anything to me about it, makes you just as guilty as the lying prick. That offer of a house at baffle Creek from Kaye Simmons would’ve been much better and far more appropriate, suitable and joyful, for me. But because she was honest and said she was eventually going to sell it in two years I said no. Whereas Darcy Ward only intended to keep me there for six months from the get go, after lying saying it was available long term. LIAR, AND, lying about having water for the garden NOT. Plus, he got his windows and doors fixed by me, which involved a lot of good communication and commuting, skills he does not have, so while I lost out big time, he won big time, and I was made out to be the baddie. I mean, can you see how this country works - it’s so fucked. I truly don’t recommend you have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 - it’s really important, and it makes the difference between living a fucked life, and living in a joyful life. So, I believe the local realtor at Builyan / Ubobo, whose name is also Kaye, knew that Darcy Ward was a liar and she didn’t say anything to me. This landlord wanted someone he could control and ‘boss’ about. When it was made clear to him that he could not do this to me (with the help of some swear words) it was further justification that he should not renew my lease, he just waited till all his windows and doors were fixed then booted me.no thanks at all. What is wrong with people, that they want to try to control me? - it is sick, unhealthy and nazi. RACK off, you cannot use me for your dysfunctional power tripping. Wake the hell up country bumpkins. REALLY AND TRULY, DO THESE LANDLORDS THINK I AM LOOKING FOR A ”STOPOVER”? No! you big doofus brains, I need a permanent house.There is something really wrong with the current ways home rentals work. I want to mention here the neighbours at that place at Miriam Vale / Colosseum – scum - Glen Blackburn, and Bev and Bevan Ross; most people in their community would know them as respected members of the community. I know them as extremely disrespectful, unwelcoming and fearful morons. (That includes Trevor Baylis too, who I think was stealing aswell, (no conviction) and has a dog shag who tried to come to his rescue by bullying me on Facebook – idiot – yeah that’ll work.) All play the exclusion game – children. You know, I do now wish to be a part of a community, full of small-minded thieving children types anyway. HAPPY TO BE AN OUTSIDER Also, I had several items stolen from the house when I went into town each time, this list below was what was taken, I suspect the neighbour Trevor Bayliss, and or the landlords wife Julie Ward, and the landlord, and also my Jobs providers Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen. (Those were the only people I knew in the area): None of those people have been convicted. Dogs who can hear me, thus can’t but help themselves to steal . Story of my life. Here is the list of items stolen while I lived on that farm at Colosseum near Gladstone, 2019; {Btw, those 2 girls Tania and Belinda worked for the department of employment and education, and as a part of the terms for that period when they were my contracted Jobs providers, I was meant to be supplied with work shoes or interview shoes should I need – now this was the time when I was still wearing my old workboots that was causing plantar fasciitis, (not that I knew that at the time), but they were tatty, and I asked to get new ones – they flat out refused me. Thus, I was stuck with my old ones for another 2 years which in turn caused even greater irreparable metatarsal damage. The bimbo butterfly affect. Women: the root cause of all evil. And those 2 little girls would have kept that allocated money for themselves, their staff and or their friends. It is women who work for gov department who wrought Centrelink in that thieving manner – total cunts. And Centrelink are totally clueless about dogs who can hear me and continue to ask me to run through their stupid greedy hoops - I had to drive all the way up to Gladstone every 4 weeks (2hr drive up, 2rs again back - it was ABSURD theft by Jobs provider}. FUCKING CUNTS. BURN IN HELL. Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone – RETURNED to wardrobe 2 weeks later. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open Paper Invoices from Wares Windows for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess?) 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (a replacement after someone saw my photo online??) Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, a set up by Coles too Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $35 White hair towel, RETURNED after a big photo online forum stink up on Facebook Dad’s TV vandalized on veranda - $800 EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay??): Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41 crap shoes, Rubber Trolley Tyre from wheel barrow in excellent super strengthened condition, Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi. Weird theft. 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner. PC hacked; files stolen related to Wares Windows Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller, russell-hobbs refunded, faulty. Do not believe seller stole, but someone did – actually in retrospect I think the Gladstone/Builyan Police, Lisa Lynch stole them, like how they stole my Bond; they think I am stealing, when, NO you IDIOTS, it really is your community – the people you know, your friends – they are fucking thieves.) those narc police go on to stalk me for years, and steal from me, out of my house and tickets. 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 $12 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo, could be mailman (female related) FUCK OFF YOU STUPID STUPID GREEDY DOG $10 Half empty bottle of tea tree RETURNED. Terracotta saucer bowl from maidenhair plant $16 Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 2 x7m lengths of polypipe stolen $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix $25 Handwoven coloured woollen cushion $56 (mum wove years ago, it was tatty now, had hole in it – another weird theft) Black plastic recycling crate with plants from my shade house including pink flowering native melaleucas $65 A few frozen roo meats were taken out of the freezer $45 Windchime taken off veranda $12 Probably heaps more I did not notice When I moved, the stealing continued the first week at new address in Gin Gin (-Australia Post related?) common theme at each address, the post office and delinquent workers?? - 12 items stolen through the Gin Gin post office at next address in first month, and the Builyan postal contractor used to deliver my parcels to his friends who lived behind me.) Stupid Sharon Morgan. So next place! Gin Gin, still have harassment problems from neighbors, -there is some idiot who beeps at me every time I do a load of washing. They either live across the road in no 1 or no 2, and either they have a Soundsystem on their Veranda that they use, or they sit for hours in a car close to the horn, on the street out there on the highway, or at no 1 or no 2 -who knows, but they beep regularly. Plus, stealing continues from beeping car hoons and Bunnings girls (although greatly reduced, due to my blogging about my life, and posting it publicly, but stealing – drives me nuts, it is very unempowering, the thieves aim to unempower and cause mental anguish). Stealing is a direct way of alienating me from the community, another form of ‘outcasting’ me. I mean, one would think this is abhorrent, but in my wise oldage, I have known people, many people now, and quite frankly I don’t have a problem with being alienated, actually never have. Except I’m unable to sell any of my second-hand goods on any of the local marketplaces, and since they banned me from eBay, I can’t continue my business on that platform, so this is most definitely a problem {I did find a consignment place, Bundaberg Tender Centre, some things sell, but for extremely little, like $2 for $300 item. I think the owners have carte blanche of my stuff, I guess that’s one of the perks of being an owner of a second-hand store. Or Telstra are putting me through to someone who makes it look that way? (“but you didn’t say hello”…dogs (they do behave slightly oddly, nazi rules) And people from that location follow me and try to steal out of my car. BTW, as I have mentioned on here before, I never a bid at auctions because I have people who, follow me around and try and ‘beat me’ at whatever I do. And bidding is an easy one for them, their aim is to beat me at whatever cost, they don’t care what the real value is either (Ebay knows about this fact in targets certain people who they know, ‘must win’ – they end up paying double….suckers! So, at the Bundaberg Tender Centre, I can place bids on items they have had lying around for yonks, and it’s really in their best interest to be nice to me, so if I do this, it will be a guaranteed sale. If I take an interest in it, suddenly it’ll go, it’s really in their best interest not to piss me off. {btw, they charge the seller 25% of the sale price, then they charge the buyer 13% plus $2 processing fee – and, all on 2nd hand goods, that have already had GST charged on them, so it is a bit of a money-making scam for the owner, rather than sellers. I try to stick to the Tip shop for 2nd hand goods} I still have my Farm Plants and Seeds website, and someone from Melbourne has just started a Local Seeds place, I have sold a few there now {yah!}. I suspect some people believe it is the online community on ebay and gumtree that have been stealing from me (?). I do not know, but I am losing at least $5000/year from not being able to go on ebay. And btw, now, 5 years later Gumtree have stopped deleting my new account, but instead they just delete my listings, randomly for no reason. There are some major idiots running online companies. I have had to give a lot of my stuff away, like reems and reems of irrigation/plumbing, just whole heap of stuff, $1000’s of dollar’s worth. there seems to be a monopoly on 2nd hand goods. I noticed in Gunnedah and Tamworth, I also had dogs follow me to second-hand shops, and they would buy everything and take it down to Sydney where they could get three times the price (I suspect they had free travel) and in fact the shop in Tamworth, that good second-hand shop on Peel st, closed down because there’s literally no no more second-hand goods left in Tamworth! Town full of ‘made in China’ now!! And air quality is extremely bad here, next to HWY, some mornings when I open the back door onto the Veranda, the smell is just putrid, I have to literally hold my breath, the exhaust fumes are disgusting. I want EV mode please (that is all electric vehicles, and EV cruise mode down the HWY!) And constant noisy trucks, often who compression break, I could literally count the number of good night’s sleep on 1 hand. (This changed after I wrote this, much better sleep now, but still noisy trucks, bikers, hoons, delinquents, a problem – there is a specific ‘truck’ thing that happens, more about that later) as well as the typical social problems in any neighbourhood like theft, harassment and bitchy busybodies. Plus, no water, no fruit trees, or veggies, intermittently. And really poor soil. So, there are several greedy and selfish users, who put sprinklers on all day every day. So, water runs out. HUGE NEGATIVE. They should charge for water consumption, it would never run then, and each house does have a water meter (the fact that they do not do this is stupid body corporate). WATER PROBLEMS I often miss my garden at Rangari, and curse the dogs for my removal and my foot handicap. BUT actually, things could be way worse, least here I have a tree view, and a lovely big garden with gums and room for whatever I want to plant and sometimes water. Often my neighbours are away, which is heaven, although I think my landlord is covering for her friend Win who is stealing from me, he has a key?? No conviction – and more about that later in photo story. (Small frame? – moth to flame situation again) Plus COVID19, so I have some cash to buy nice food, meat! But I feel I am stuck here, when perhaps I should be living in the tropics?? I feel there is this strange phenomena, and it’s hard to explain, but like the powers that want to be (old men) are kind of playing “Simon Says”, so if Cate doesn’t say so, then it doesn’t happen. So, if Cate wants me here paying rent, then that’s what happens, because she’s the landlord, so she wins. So, I have to stay here regardless of what I want - you know all my life, I’m pretty sure that this hasn’t been the way it is - if I want to move to somewhere, then I just up and go, but at this point in my life, it doesn’t seem to be like that, I can’t just do what I want any more, there seems to be idiots wanting to play “Simon Says” , and there are these completely annal rental l girls who want 5 different references, (Louise Aguuir and Sarah Guy) not only from last landlord but personal ones too – I JUST WANT TO SCREAM AT THEM, THOSE LITTLE BIMBO IDIOTS. Plus, do things like block my Internet, so I can’t go onto a real estate listing, or I can’t put up my notice in the local notice area, because the newsagency owner picked a fight with me, like it was a deliberate ploy so I wouldn’t be able to post up any local adverts. My landlord contacts me just before I go into town, and then she starts talking about the same things that I’m going to be doing like the dentist. Or Big W. It’s like she’s kind of jealous if I do anything that involves leaving the house. In non-thinking jealous dog territorial form. Plus, I have caught her out in several lies to me about the house, and I can clearly see how she tries to save herself. But when I told her no, to painting the house, she threw a tantrum and gave me notice to leave – 8mnths before lease ends. So, she has some problems, and is a faker (My application was rejected from another real estate, and it would have been because of her phone call with them. (I have never had an application rejected in my life, Louise Aguuir and Sarah Guy). Here is a good time to talk about this observation, as it has come about from living in various socio-economic neighbourhoods. Before you read this next paragraph, I recommend you read my Photo story called “We all need the right nutrition from the womb” on Page 8 in Life Stories. Then to add to that story, here, another little one, involving my cats, showing an example of exactly what I am talking about when it comes to various landlords from various sectors. Inevitably, my cats would come onto my bed and sleep at night. I had one in particular, who, without fail, every night, would curl up at my feet and sleep there all night. He loved being patted, and loved being close to me. He was an affectionate cat. One night, when he was about 12yrs, I just had, had enough, I was like ‘no lil, leave me alone, I want to sleep without any cats touching me’ and disturbing my sleep. I picked up Lil and put him on the ground, said ‘off you go now’. And that was the end of that, he wasn’t too shaken up about it, he was a very good-natured cat and found somewhere else to sleep. However, a short time after Lil died (tragically by spot-on flea/tick chemicals) I had another cat, Violet who decided, she would start hopping on my bed, and sitting on my face, generally disturbing my sleep. One night, I had enough of her, picked her up, put her down, said off you go Violet. BUT, unlike Lil, Violet immediately just jumped back up on my bed. It’s like she didn’t have any respect for what I said and did, even though she gets treated the same way that I treat all my cats. But my cat Lil, who was first born, was smart enough to realise about ‘respect’, whereas Violet, the 7th born, didn’t have ‘the smarts’ enough to work out, and realise about respect. RESPECT - literally a nutrition related problem. And this is the same thing with my landlords, I have noticed that the kind of person (definatly not restricted to landlords) but who wants to try to ‘boss me about’ and ‘Lord over me’ so to speak, to literally show no respect towards me and my intentions. Are always 3rd borns. And I hate to say this, most often coincides with low socio-economic factors, and or bimbo women who are asleep at the wheel. Often the ones who are wealthier have more respect and knowledge of the way things are, or at any rate would usually be a little more passive, than being outright disrespectful to someone. It’s like some of them are so incapable of working out how to be ‘respectful’ because they literally can’t, due to their nutritional influence from early childhood and in the womb. (Heath Barwick) (Sharon Morgan) And I believe this was the underlying factor of World War 2 and the nazis – just couldn’t grasp the meaning of the word RESPECT. So, this whole rental situation here at Gin Gin is not fair, and I am trying to leave, but when a landlord is lying about me, and not giving me a decent reference, they only thing I can do is go online and state the truth, which is what I do. The older I get the more I realise how many “fakers” there are out there; people who study part time, only to receive their diploma/degree/whatever, in a specific area, but in reality, to be completely clueless about the subject. It’s more than just that one person‘s needs to try and credit and validate themselves. I believe places of study, universities and colleges, push this practice in order to stay alive, they don’t really care if the end result is not actually relevant to society, so long as they have people paying for titles like Diplomas Bachelors Masters, it will be fine for those people to use those credentials even if there fairly ignorant.{Stop trying to ‘street cred’ yourself, and get back into to the kitchen where you belong! There was a current affairs issue recently describing the problem of bedbugs, especially in France, and I personally believe, (since it’s really quite easy to get rid of bedbugs), that this problem is a modern problem due to the fact that housewives are in limited supply, there’s nobody looking after the house, properly, nobody cooking and cleaning, like they ought to be.} Anyway, it really would be better if I lived somewhere warm anyway, because of my reaction to the cold weather, and this place doesn’t have a window even up the top, it’s just chicken wire, so it’s completely open, and we get frosts here, so that is a little ridiculous. Freezing! I’ll be hard pressed to find somewhere similar or as good as this near the beach, plus all the beaches up north seem to be waveless, I’m not sure I’d like that, I really like bobbing up and down in the surf, so I find myself in a bit of a conundrum at the moment with forces pulling me in all directions, like, I’ve got a strong force of ‘not wanting to move’ because my body is so exhausted, from having to move five times previously (not to mention my life’s work at Rangari garden). I’ve written before I have major arm problems now, and arthritis in my knees, stiff joints. The thought of moving again is just abhorrent. But all my life, if there’s a problem, you just go about living your life in a certain wilful way, until it’s fixed. Anyway, ultimately, it’s up to me where I live, it’s not up to my landlord, or my next-door neighbour, or silly rental young girls, nor anyone else who thinks it should be up to them - this is not a Nazi regime. It’s up to me, especially since I am single. Single ladies get to make life decisions solely, one of the many perks. I believe anyone involved in playing such a game of juvenile “Simon Says”, is playing with fire - you’re going to get burnt badly. So that was the saga of having to relocate. I personally believe that I’m living in a location where I should not be living, and that’s why they steal from me. If I was living where I should be living on my life journey, I wouldn’t have such a problem of theft. People have told me about areas where they live where there’s no stealing, these are all like hoity-toity areas, out of my price range. So not quite sure how I am meant to be living in a hoity-toity area? I do buy a lottery ticket each year, so far, I haven’t won. If anyone knows an area that isn’t extremely priced and it doesn’t have a neighbourhood is full of thieving sell out easily manipulated dogs, please contact me, because that’s where I’m meant to be living. Least I am actually doing something about the small but substantial injustices that prevail in Australia, and I don’t have to live with huge chunks of guilt weighing on my shoulders, and I am not going to be the one turning into an alcoholic. I would like to say, after living in Gunnedah for those last 18 years, with so many things having been stolen from me on a weekly basis; now that I’ve moved “ha ha ha ha ha” – to those stupid bimbos thieves who no longer have me around to steal from. You’re going to be lost without me. Ha ha. (Stupid Sharon Morgan) On a more serious note: (this is the story “Assault in schools and Child Deviants Roam loose in Wolseley Park Gunnedah, NSW, Australia” on Life Stories p2.) Christmas for me usually means a day free of the bimbo dogs, no trucks, no idiots yelling out from neighbours, no girls beeping car horns, the one day I can relax fully (btw, I heard someone say to one to one of the dogs; why do you harass her, and she said; “so, she knows that I am there, listening to her” - STUPID BIMBO dog. FUCK OFF. This issue of vocal harassment is a huge deal for me – they are persistent and unbearable. Years and years of vocal harassment, especially if living in suburbia. (I think too an issue within the police, and why they target me for traffic violations, dog police.) Big problem at Kookaburra Park. Really, I can’t be around zombies at all, not even for a small moment if they are not concentrating. Anyway, but not this year, amongst the quite neighbourhood, there emanated the voice of bimbo dogs, ah …. too bad. Actually, it has occurred who it may be, and I know I should have said something to my parents at the time -naming names, but really, I felt they were not equipped to handle this kind of information, I know now, they still would not have been able to deal with it - typical ‘shove under the carpet’ Australian parents for then, maybe it’s different now, I know most parents/carers will accompany a child pretty much everywhere, one father said he accompanies his son to the park, after he heard this story, for fear of the little girls in the park) But, this ‘unequipped’ reason is why I have been banned from Facebook - because of ‘unequipped’ bimbo mothers who can‘t deal with the negative real parts of life. (I did not name this boy when I was banned on Fb, but if I had not been banned now, I certainly would have - it is VITALLY IMPORTANT to name names, in doing something about it: When I was 9, one of the boys from school (Gunnedah Primary School), John Burke, who lived in Tempest Street near Wolseley Park, sexually assaulted me in that park with his filthy hands, it was painful. That particular person, John Burke is disgusting and he’s now probably a rapist, he should have been punished at the time. There was a witness, she came and saw me later and announced she would testify in court if needed. I of course, had no idea what she was talking about NONE. Btw, currently today, “Children aged 0–9 cannot be charged with a criminal offence. Although, children aged 10–14 can be charged with sexual assault, they are treated differently throughout court proceedings to those aged over 14.“ That 9yr old definatly definitely sexual assaulted me, and he knew what he was doing. Although John Burke is a typical case of a stupid dog doing the opposite, (like I am thinking ‘get away from me’ – so he starts chasing, and then when he caught me, he had to think of something to do, and he did – vile little boy with hopeless stupid parents) you ask yourself why these things happen, maybe this is something I had to go through, to learn what boys are like? (Amongst other male related incidents…) Well, if that the case, I’m telling you my story, so now you know what they’re like; there’re mongrels (you can’t drink around them, or wear short skirts, not that I was, at age 9, or any age for that matter, but apparently those issues are fuel for stupid sexually depraved idiots, and later court juries see those 2 particular things as ‘asking for it’) (maybe now you know, it won’t happen to you - apparently 1 in 5 women are sexually assaulted before the age 18 – and don’t forget ladies no means no, SAY IT – “get off you stupid brute” loud as you can). The reason this is STILL the case, is because these perpetrators are not named and shamed. (Even cases that go through the courts at any age, are not printed about in the newspapers – and there is no law for +18 offenders, (there should be NO protection for any aged sex offender – what is wrong with you?, it’s like the police have had that rule drummed into their head, “well there’re under 18 so you can’t hold them accountable” they are so scared of these old rules, and fail to see the big picture of how perpetrators need to be held accountable, no matter what age) There ought to be much harsher penalties for any adult sex crimes, not only in Australia but worldwide. Rape means life in prison. And its very strange that newspapers do not print all these court cases up, - they only talk about court cases about certain issues. Also, there is the factor that bimbo mothers do not want to see the truth. If I was in charge, the mothers of sex offenders would be going to jail along side their son too – no matter what age the son is either. Crap mothers; compulsory parenting class for EVERY pregnant woman. BTW, this time a male chaser – all my adult life, usually they are female, (as you can see from this blog) women are far more stupid and unaware than men, sad to say - but true -maybe little boys have to be quick learners or they may get into trouble due to their disregard for “care and respect” – like John! Whereas women never get into trouble in my experience, I mean am I to complain to the police, “oh officer there is a 25yr old and 40 yr old girl following me around and doing reflections!!!- they would laugh at me! – they don’t seem to realize that its them who are stealing from me and others.) Btw, strange that a lot of parents do not teach their young girls about the dangers of men, and that some men will come along and try to get them in the sack, one way or the other – use them; they get up to all sorts of tricks and work together with their mates, coming up with evil plans. Lying is 2nd nature when it comes to ‘hooking’ a girl. They cannot be trusted. These are the types of things that ought to be discussed within the family unit.) Wake up parents. Btw, someone interestingly, told me, this is the way, because whoever is the strongest willed in any situation, is ‘in power’ and so far, this has been men, therefore important issues like this, ones to help protect women, {but the same issue, often looked upon by men, as ‘helping’ a man in his ‘becoming a man’}, is overlooked in the whole of society. So, I am not just referring to politics here, (I don’t think), but the ‘will’ of everyone, in each situation. It rings true in my experience. So weird – wake up women, you do need to protect yourself against men. There was a major male dog problem at the airport once that I experienced, I was left so angry after that, and could not believe grown men do this kind of stupid bimbo behaviour too, (talk about bizarro world) - that was after I saw the psycho housemistress from NEGS, Cathy Goldman, she was there in the morning, stalking me, and I think she had arranged for traffic problems, so I would be late and miss my plane? and she yelled out “sorry” from afar; either it was that she was apologising for, or she apologised for my cat who had been kidnapped for 3 months, I’m not entirely sure about her whole existence at all. But that day, after I missed my plane, was one of the worst days of my life. I had to hang around the airport for hours and hours, and oh my god, what is it about seeing a woman on her own they, that triggers something in those dogs - they just can’t handle it, a woman on her own. First of all, I had 2 stupid blonde bimbos harassing me, same as usual, but then after a while they gave up. Then I had grown men, a whole pack of them, behaving like those stupid bimbo dogs. And I had not experienced men behaving like dogs before, it was always just little girls who are so stupid that they do reflections. So apart from anger, I was really in, quite some shock that day, I was a little dumbfounded by men on mass being stupid. STUPID – retarded behaviour. By the end of that waiting period, at the airport I was absolutely so furious, you can’t believe how much rage I had inside me. God help anyone who picks a fight with me because you are not going to live to see the next day. And don’t ask me to fly anywhere, because unless it’s EXCLUSIVE first class, I won’t be. You know it's a little weird that I have such extreme difficulties out in public, I mean, it is almost like my destiny, is to be wealthy so I can fly first class, so I don't have these problems from stupid members of the public! But here I am, no money, no first class ever! My real life was probably stolen too! I think those 2 blonde bimbos were on my flight, a little 10 seater to Gunnedah, I bet they did not even have a booking, but were added on; its like someone pays them to follow me around. When I’m out and about, I don’t see anybody else getting harassed as I do. Once I saw my brother victimised by a wilful dog. And a male florist at Thala Resort falling victim too, but usually always a female problem, the dogs often go get known bimbos for the point of reflective occupation: “I want to chastise and bully you, but I don’t want to get into trouble, so I’ll use a stupid dog woman.” I was also physically assaulted multiple times in one incident at NEGS, by a tall class mate, in year seven. For the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. I was constantly having to politely tell her to GO AWAY. Stupid. And doing the ‘opposite’, is what stupid people do. I have had heaps of other situations in my life from people who do the ‘opposite’ too - none other, ending in sexual assault thank goodness. So, if I think to myself, oh, I’d like some peace and quiet, and just wish I was on my own here, then I immediately I would have dogs, bimbos, mainly, who just come and stand around me, like right next to me, or follow me. Dogs that do the opposite. They are the most stupid creatures on this planet, and I can’t believe they’re allowed to exist and bimbo mothers keep breeding them and continuing the cycle, it’s ridiculous and absurd. I believe this phenomena is a direct result of nazi parents who operate their family on control, and not love, so that child lives the whole rest of its existence in a state of rebellion. Wake the hell up bimbo mothers. (of course, occasionally I am not surrounded by stupid bimbos, and after those above-described thoughts , I am suddenly left in peace and quiet! Such bliss.) On the subject of short skirts; could you please tell me why schools dress, their young teenage girls in short skirts? This very act, in my opinion, is disgraceful and obviously the dress code has been made up by perverts, male and female alike. Maybe they only do it on the TV dramas shows, where all the high school girls seem to be wearing miniskirts to school. I know at Gunnedah high school; they changed their uniforms to ankle length skirts in about 2010!! I saw them walking outside on excursion one-day, about 20 girls in their long skirts and big hats too, it was fantastic! Anyway, back to my other encounters of male dog behaviour. Once I saw my brother victimised by a wilful dog, just briefly, but word for word. And a male florist at Thala Resort falling victim, oh, and don't forget David my landlord. But usually always a female problem, the dogs often go get known bimbos for the point of reflective occupation - Gunnedah Arts Council are the guilty-est at doing that). I was also physically assaulted multiple times in one incident at NEGS, by a tall class mate, in year seven. For the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. Stupid. Also btw, according to Wiki, in America, 6 people die each week due to a partner domestic violence situation. With statistics like that I’m really not sure why anyone would bother getting married at all. And, you should all know, in the name of discovering the truth, one of my employers, - she was a ‘SydneyDodgy’ shop owner, with owing money to lot of sellers (they would come in to the shop and try to intimidate me into giving them money, thinking I had something to do with it (WRONG)). She was a female then in her 30’s; she stated to me, if she was being followed around or been given a hard time by a man, she would have no hesitations in falsely accusing him of rape. Now, that Rav about me blurb: **What people are really like THE UGLY TRUTH:** I can’t believe the amount of people, women in particular who steal from me. It’s pathetic. Stop it, or you will go to hell! And, apparently, from not only me -Hey you stupid bimbos, it’s NOT OK to take anything from hotel lobbies or cutlery from restaurant tables WAKE UP (especially you catholic Mexicans). If you want your child to be tortured and tormented by passive aggressive female staff and seniors, send them to NEGS, Private Boarding School, Armidale, NSW (run by woman only –what are they thinking? Seriously, this is a despicable godless religious school, employing truly STUPID women, (20 years later, the old dogs still follow me about, harassing me.) You’re naive if you think anyone else is going to look after your kids. Anna Abbott, Reverend Wearne, Windeyer, Scarf, Milburn and Goldman – all those people require saving, as they are going to hell for sure. Rich people are the prey. Pull your goddam socks up. Btw, I now have bad arthritis in both my knees it is purely from being forced to kneel on hardwood kneelers twice a week (Wednesday morning and Sunday night) for extended periods of time in Church, it was nothing short of physical abuse, and they need to be held accountable – those arrogant, rich, authoritarian idiots. Having said that, I mean, don’t get me wrong, there were some really good aspects to this school. For instance; there were no drugs at NEGS. When certain people from high schools hear that, they really double back a bit - they can’t believe it, they have to pause, to really think about what school would be like without drugs. There is also no boys, so, no sex, nobody got pregnant, so no bimbo dropouts. Also, we had to do our school work, to a certain degree, there was really no being lapse about that, because the teacher would notice and would be on our backs, so there was usually no choice in each situation to do anything but work, like you couldn’t chat, you couldn’t leave anywhere. Each girl has to be in the moment and do the work. But the bad parts about this school outweigh those good parts, in my opinion? Actually I have a lot to say below about this school, and the 2 public ones I attended when younger, but to sum up - I guess if I had children, I would never ever send them off to school or child day-care on their own, that is, without me and my supervision, (or a fathers), and it is not to supervise my child, it would be to supervise the teachers/carers. There are some really rotten people out there who don’t give a dam about your kids, they are there because they have no skills but need to be employed, but more often wish to use your kids to ‘thumb a ride’ for their personal powertripping desires. There are some really stupid ones looking after young toddlers in day-care. - I recall when I was at day-care once (I did not typically go to childcare, but this day mum had things to do in town, so off I went, 2-3yrs old). At this day-care, I had to go to the toilet, and so I did. But this tall, very blonde carer, charged in, ripped me off the toilet - mid way through, and reprimanded me! Because apparently, I was going in the times that it wasn’t allowed to go – apparently the kids were only allowed to go to the toilet between 12 and 1pm and at recess at 10am! Can you believe that? - how stupid was that women? How stupid was that day care. It doesn’t get much more stupid than that! stupid blonde! (That was a day-care at Tamworth, it has since closed, it was the one on the river near that plane statue, which I also believe has been removed. Country hicks). The fact that a child would need this constant overseeing, is quite a tragedy because one of the best things I loved about both my parents, was the fact that they gave us a lot of free reign, we were free to go down the street as kids on our bikes, or walking wherever. We could go down to the park, we could go up to the pool on our own, or up to friends, whatever we wanted to do, we were fortunate to live in a smallish country town, however today I certainly would not allow this if I had children in that particular town. (And there was that bad incident in the park). So, more on this school – the principle, Jan Milburne, (more about that creature from the 1800’s later in my “English wannabes story”) took x7 Uniformed year 7 (11 yr old) girls across town to the local High school playground at about 830am, (all 7 of us were short girls of the year, not a coincidence) On the playground we were harassed by what seemed to be 10 ferocious giant year 12 hound boys, - for about 15 minutes they went on and on, with the principle (Milburn) standing and watching in the distance as if this verbal bullying attack was perfectly normal behaviour and the point of the trip – the pounce, was mainly aimed at our PRIVATE school uniform. This incident has changed the way those women think about men it has created a deep HATRED of men, and 4 of those 7 women are now gay. This was done deliberately. Disgraceful. I have 2 other school principal stories just as disturbing, that school is not a safe place for a child. Do your kids a favour and Home School them. (don't get me started on the bullying that goes on amongst the girls either, -gotta talk about, or it will continue to happen, it will be happening to your child right now, this is not something that only happens in the old days and to other people. Debra Taylor, Fiona Pine, Cate Cameron, Alysha White, Lucy Bingle, Belinda Atkinson – Are you are the goddam dogs that are following me and harassing me? – did you remove all the toilet paper from the Tamworth Council Art Space bathroom? Are you the dog network who keeps overcharging me at checkout? Still? Fuck off, get a life, grow up you stupid little dogs . (Could be look alikes, there are a number of females in positions of power that are completely obsessed with me – STUPID DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES, if so, listen carefully; I don’t give a shit about those people. I haven’t spoken to them in 30+ years, meaning, I don’t care about them. And I don't even think of them, it wasn’t till I started to rack my brain to try and figure out who was following me and harassing me in Tamworth, that I thought about those girls, all friends at school. BUT no relationship with any of them now, so we are not fighting -as we have no relationship. Can you possibly comprehend this you stupid little dog)? School principals are the biggest bullies of them all – I say get rid of principles from all schools, there is no point of them, only negativity. (At the very least put cameras in Principals office) And I also want to mention this little story - if any of the girls were caught swearing by any of the staff, they were fined $5. There was one staff member (Dr Scarf) who would lurk about and eavesdrop on girl’s conversations, then manipulate the girls into swearing, so she could pocket the $5. (You know what I think about that - you stupid cunt) btw, swearing is an important part in fighting bullies, you will need to swear in adult life in the work place. Also, come to think of it - 2 Librarians at that school, in the then new library would invite men from the Armidale community, I would say paedophiles, into the library to ‘engage’ with the girls -UNACCEPTABLE. And, I want to mention how the ‘Oppression’ starts. Kids that are not from families who are really wealthy, are especially targeted, if they are outgoing, then they use tactics to oppress you, very passive aggressive tactics that are hard to explain, but I clearly saw it when I used to horse ride, with girls hiding in bushes yelling out in insulting manner perhaps jealousy, but also, I believe it comes from a place which I have called “Gold Star Dog Problem”. If anyone knows who those girls were – please say, I am at a loss as to who they were? (No little birdy has told me thus far - very strange?) could have been Debra Taylor? Or Anna Harding? (if it was her WTF!), or maybe those girls I mentioned in my “school bully story”, Jane and Amy?? I bet those girls are drunks now. Btw, in the catholic religion, that’s the point of confession, so stupid guilty bimbos don’t end up as drunks!! There is a story that I’m compelled to write about, I’ve mentioned before that I have “all the dirt” and that’s why I get often get kicked out of society, people that I have dirt on don’t want me talking to anyone. But I have a female bullying story about a mother and her daughter from NEGS that were so disgusting that I really do need to write it down to name and shame. (I have found mother and daughter bullies to be BIG problem in general) Also this woman kept appearing on channel 9, when I used to watch Channel 9- I no longer do. But I don’t know if it was actually her, if she’s friends with people in the TV industry, I know her daughter did a model shoot for Tampons in Dolly magazine, it went round the whole school (I didn’t say anything). Or maybe channel 9 know what happened in regards to me and them, and so they just show her in a light where she is living it up, living the good life, sipping champagne, etc, maybe they’re just trying to piss me off? There’s no need to do that, I already am pissed off about it, I remember it like it happened yesterday. So, what happened was, this woman Mrs Jemison, was the Physical Culture teacher at NEGS, and Physical Culture, Physy, consists of young girls prancing around in little leotards, doing these weird activities with pointed toes - in front of people - it was just really silly, but you know, all little girls just really love to get dressed up and prance around, plus it’s more fun than little athletics or netball, so I did it! One time we had travelled to somewhere big, I think it was Coffs Harbour, and we were performing in front of people, it was like a competition. I was in the auditorium but away from my group of friends. Mrs Jemison and her daughter were next to me. I had my leotard on, and Mrs Jemison and her daughter started teasing me, well, not really teasing, they were really being nasty and bitchy about the size of my boobs and the inadequacy of my body. It was quite disgusting, and there were lots of people around that heard her and couldn’t believe them, they were absolutely horrified and disgusted; I could see their reactions and I could actually hear them, while Mrs Jemison and her daughter just kept going on. It was a bully situation 101. There were other times in class when both of them would have a go at me, I’m not entirely sure what the issue was with me, they would gang up on me, mother and daughter, and pick on me, they didn’t pick on anyone else in the group. I really should have left the group, sometimes I wonder at my youthful lack of common sense in such obvious victimization situations, but well, I am not the type of person to run away, even though I may be at a loss for words sometimes, or don’t know how to defend myself, running away is NOT my style, plus it’s completely different when you’re a child. (There were no bullies in my family growing up, and none at Gunnedah primary school either (aside from the teachers…) so I did not ever learn how to deal with them properly.) And it is a good thing that I don’t have issues with the size of my boobs, I’m really quite happy with the size of my boobs, always have been. I just kind of ignored the 2 bitches at the time, even though, because they made such a spectacle of themselves, and everyone was staring at me, in pity I guess, it was very memorable and painful. So that girl, a year older than us in the group, I think her name was Emma or Jemma? I really can’t remember, I just have a clear image of what she looks like, she had long blonde hair, skinny with a few freckles, and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her twice at the doctors, and I have a strong feeling that she might be following me around to try and make up for what she did, but at the physio when I saw her, my red rubber fulcrum that physio gave me was stolen and I definitely think she is involved. So, I have no idea why she was there. The other time I saw her at Agnes Water Doctor, and I had major arm problems after that visit due to an unnecessary tetanus shot -maybe she has something to do with that - there are NEGS girls trying to inflict pain on me, it goes right back to church. So, I have no problems naming and shaming Mrs Jemison - you stupid stupid stupid woman, get some fucking morals and pick on someone your own size, you fat dog. (If only I had found those words all those years ago on day 1 of Physy) She’s probably dead by now, the world will be a better place for it. Actually, also after my experience in public school Kindy and Primary 4th class, I recommend home schooling (MOST Teachers get off power tripping, not teaching). And teachers bullying kids and picking on one in the classroom to use as “Whipping boy” (technique designed to humiliate one child in front of the others to scare them in to doing their work) humiliating kids is so common its shameful (Debbie Croft, +…, Gunnedah NSW) -they used to have staff meetings on how to humiliate me, I hope those stupid female bimbos get their comeuppance) I have to mention a house mistress Cathy Goldman, I think it was Cathy, I did not pay too much attention to house mistress’s – with her, this was the problem, she wanted to be worshipped by ALL the little girls, as I did not (not a teacher’s pet type, I have common sense, and am healthy) she formed an obsession with me. I would go so far as to say she was a paedophile. And since leaving school she, accompanied by young girls have stalked me and stolen from me. She has done all sorts of vile things resulting in major persecution. She is DIGUSTING, the world would be better without her in it. I have reported he to the police, but the police are USELESS. She may have everyone else fooled, but she does not have me fooled. I would like to point out, at NEGS, even though there were problems with admin and house staff/chapel, bullying. The actual education in the classroom was of excellent standard for the time, and I have no negative/ psychological abuse stories from the classroom (wow, it’s a miracle compared to my previous public schooling!). Oh, except we had a male science teacher, Mr Brown, he was on the younger side of a middle-aged man, teaching a bunch of 12-17 yr old girls JUST NO! THIS DOES NOT WORK YOU IDIOTS, definatly teachers aid required in this situation. Really and truly, do you not know what all men are like AT ALL?? You know, I wrote a letter to the Department of education, telling them that the one teacher doesn’t work, (especially in public schools) due to the natural tyrannical nature of the teacher personality types. I went on to say that another person is needed in the classroom to keep the other in line. (a teachers aid, who has been specifically told they are there to keep the teacher ‘inline’). But just above I mentioned how I had 3 female teachers plot against me in staff meetings, to come up with ways to humiliate me. So, maybe the opposite sex is required to keeps tabs? It might work, who knows. Also that school, they do tend to keep teachers on, past their ‘use by date’ and obviously some girls use those teachers as ‘tools‘ – easily manipulated. I know most teachers at that school are ‘handpicked’ with meticulous checks of credentials etc, all married, they need to apply those same meticulous checks for the house mistress staff – and the gardeners for that matter. Also, the school principal used to make a big deal about speaking to the girls at assembly about the “family” of the school and we all belong to the “family”. Well, this might seem nice on appearance, but really there were girls who took this to literally mean this is an invitation to treat younger girls badly, to abuse younger girls, to steal from them, to act in annoying ways that sometimes younger siblings do, to infact they use that “family” sibling excuse, as a reason to behave silly, of course it all comes back to dysfunction of those girls who obviously had hopeless parents. Having witnessed that behaviour, and being old and wise now, I would never advise describing a large community of girls as a “family”. Describe the situation exactly as it is, thank you. But I find it really strange how so many things you need to know for life / the future, is not really discussed at school or in childhood. It doesn’t really make sense to me, I mean, the point of school is preparing you for the future, the whole future, not just a part of it like the reading/ writing, and arithmetic part. I believe that school does the “opposite” of what you have to do when raising a child. They have to “empower” a child so he/she can be empowered to do what they want in life. This school “unempowers” girls, as do a lot of parents, they use their kids to empower themselves, when they should be empowering their kids – POWER TRIPPERS, so many bad parents in Australia. You won’t believe this little yuk story: The Toilet block at school was in the middle of the corridor on the way to the Science block, it was on the left of the corridor, and raised about 35cm with ultra-low walled and doored cubicles (toilets in the hallway, what are they thinking). At some point I started having problems of girls looking over the low toilet walls watching me go to the toilet (what the?) so I decided to use the other toilets on the other side of the school – those ones had fully enclosed walls. But some little bitch started locking it up, so I was unable to use those ones, and had to use the 1m high walled toilets (? Cost-cutting gone mad). (There is actually more to this little vulgar story, and gets a WHOLE lot worse, but I won’t go into those revolting details. It gets more unbelievable the older I get (now in my 40’s). Btw – a little birdy has informed me that it was the Gardener who was perving, the tool room was right next door to the toilet block, and he would have had the keys to lock the other block up – YIKES, HOW DISCUSTING. Are there any laws in Australia to punish perverts by fines or incarceration? There should be, I can tell you first hand, this sort of pervertism causes a whole heap of problems later in life (in the form of nightmares especially, toilet nightmares!). And what about the female staff at that school, do they seriously think this kind of thing does not happen? They should be looking out for the girls, and not letting questionable male staff (as in ALL male staff) anywhere near toilet blocks (and at least publicly (boldly) talking about what men are really like, so we can really prepare ourselves) But I know there have been girls too, on several occasions I have had women ‘walk in’ on me, once a girl actually tried to break the door down like a charging bull, to get in (really, unbelievable, such zombie like stupidity) Apparently it is because of Daniel Macpherson (or was it James…) and one of the Carter boys, 40yrs ago - The girls doing the exact opposite of what you would like. I just have to think, (whenever I go to the loo in a public situation), “now don’t disturb me, I’m in the loo”, - that’s my thought tone btw, quite unaggressive, and I am not talking to anyone in particular, it’s just a thought I automatically have due to Australian perverts watching me on the loo when I was young – multiple perverts in schools; at private homes and children’s camp (again I do not have any mental health problems, but this is a good example to show you exactly what happens, as sleepy dog response happens all the time, not just in the loo!) And so those sleeping dogs hear me, they automatically without thinking, go into rebel mode and do the exact opposite, come in, or try to (one girl started running into the toilet door to try to ‘charge’ it with her shoulder, to get in, really extraordinary monkey zombie behaviour – that incident, “toilet girl” was at a nightclub, and she was probably on drugs – see why you ought not do drugs kiddies…- -although this Phenon is not specifically drug related, it’s more ‘useless parent/teacher’ related, not waking their child). So, some girls are not aware that they can hear, they just act on auto pilot rebellion mode. But there are plenty of aware ones who can hear loud and clear, some are cool about the whole situation, others will try to use it, nasty ones who will try to trick you and then later say “no I can’t hear you, your nuts”, so they try to trick you deliberatley so they can later call you crazy, that’s their game, the crazy game, like “The Witches Of Salem”, it’s fun for them trying to trick other women. So, while in my experience I usually only have problems from women, I suspect there are men who do this, and like to pray on woman’s vanity. Especially if the woman turned them down. BTW that’s how the dogs steal my ideas too (Television Industry is famous for it – this website gives them something to talk about – no need to be perverts, or should I say, prying intrusive spies. Which btw, I feel a counsellor, therapist, or psychiatrists, would all have slight perversion personalities, with some of them being outright perverts.). I often see my ideas used in various forms, like things that don’t quite make sense being scrapped, my ideas about behaviour/personalities appearing, and like my life stories have been used on telly, and aswell as ideas followed through by wealthy manufacturers (not that I mind too much, I have many ideas and they would not be utilized otherwise, it’s just I don’t get the money…, and get treated like unemployed scum by certain people. Actually, one thing I’ve noticed in my life, is I often miss out on money. Say if an opportunity for a raise or a promotion arises, either there’s always some little undeserving bitch who will come along and steal it, or there is person in charge who thinks they don’t have to pay me. Just the way it goes. Worse as I get older. Actually, when it comes to money, dad was really the only one that ever came through, and he stopped supporting me when I was 20! I have accepted my lot, but this is not going to stop me from winging about the injustices that go on. And those thieves then try to discredit me in any way they can for fear of being found out and sued. I would say why hence it is a “secret” - if you tell anybody this happens, seriously they will lock you up in a mental asylum and call your delusional and schizophrenic - such stupidity and unawareness is beyond belief, especially within the police force and Psychiatrists. Actually, I can give you another example, just so you really know what I am talking about, and what my life consists of, dogs on a daily basis; One day back in about 1999, I was on the North Shore suburbs, going between jobs, and I spotted a gift shop, thought it looked really quaint and good, I had a bit of time, I should go have a look. I saw a wall tile in there, it was artistic, creative, brightly coloured, and large - I just loved it! I was so excited about this tile, plus it wasn’t very expensive, so I thought this has just made my day! I’m going to purchase it, I was just soooo excited sooo pleased and happy about this tile. I was taking it up to the counter, when some girl, who I’ve never seen before, walked into the shop and started talking at me “are you going to get a tile , are you, are you, that tile ” kind of making fun of me in that bitchy sarcastic tone that women have. Like, not only could she hear my thoughts about the tile, but the fact that I was so happy about discovering this tile, is what really vexed her, so much so, that she had to come in to the shop, and chastise me in some way. Now, whether she was just walking on the street, heard me and came in, or had she been following me around all morning - who knows. As far as I was concerned she was squatting, a thieving squatter, on my soul! I ignored her and went ahead and purchased my tile. I’ve been pleased with my tile ever since, until today, unfortunately it just cracked - which prompted me to write this story, and add it to my other example of dog stories I have, the persecution on a daily basis. You know it's like the opposite of that expression "smile and the whole world smiles with you " - with me, it's case of "smile and all the girls are going to hate you " – like it's my personal cross to bare, like the jealousy of hearing some girl / woman now, who is happy – is just too unbearable for them, they cannot stand to hear that happiness. {I reckon, that why the orange jelly babies disappeared, that’s why music appreciation class was cancelled, the ‘good fit’ green leggings jealousy, heaps of other things, oh food, good food brands at the supermarket – I love, “sorry we no longer stock”…. more too, - computer nerds: they are removing ‘good and easy’ features from iPad, iPhone, plus microsoft removing good features off their Windows, Google too. Theres still more… I can’t think of them all atm, but I saw a YT vid of ‘the most long established business in Australia’ and one of them was a chocolate shop- and I thought: If I visited that Chocolate shop on a regular basis to purchase a favoured and highly desired Chocy, I'm afraid the shops ‘long term establishment’ would mean nothing; as surely as the sun sets, sadly the business would come to an end, such is my personal experience with the EXTREME JEALOUSY about the “good” things in life, by the stupid unknown stalking blonde dogs who are completely hung up on “class” – and for some reason, OBSESS and stalk ME. Btw, those same people or person, aswell as trying to get rid of all “good” things – they also try to get rid of my good nature, happiness attitude, - so they try to evoke anger out of me (for the sole point so they do not feel jealous of me) - they are completely sick and dysfunctional narcissistic bullies. And I don't know how many times I can tell them to fuck off: fuck off: air fuck off: fuck off: unworthy people.) By the way, it's weird that I would have no idea WHO is so jealous of me like this?? This ‘cowardice’ of their nature tells me it is female. I can't think of anyone in my family that would be this jealous and unhealthy, not even my little sister, who you think well it's probably her as little sisters have a reputation of being jealous of their older siblings, but I know my sister well enough, she can be problematic, but she was raised in the same family I was, and we were raised in a healthy manner, with healthy sane parents. Like the person I'm talking about here is extremely dysfunctional, they were probably abused in some manner by a parent, they have major psychological problems to be obsessed by someone they don’t even know and certainly are not having or are in ANY kind of relationship with, they have just taken it upon themselves to obsess about me! They follow me and stalk me to my home – over years – they have money and time to waste WASTE. I'd have mentioned Rachel Weinberg's older sister (yeah, still can’t remember her first name); she has had some stalking problems like I have mentioned, controlling problems, power tripping problems, stealing problems, unemployed too, daughter of a DR - so I mean it could be her, but I think she has her own certain style that I recognize now, she likes to make jokes about everything to impress certain other people, whereas this jealousy I am talking about is really sinister and evil. Definatly narcissistic. (Wainberg prob jealous of her older sister, married to lawyer - so she took out her frustrations about that on me, another 1st born??). Btw – as a result of all the dogs and their either visionable and/or extra sound perception, now in 2023, I set a reminder every day, so as I read, so they can see; “It is not my fault you can hear me, it is your fault you stupid dogs, because you have no thoughts of your own, so you have to latch on to other people; so, fuck off and get your own life.} IT IS NOT MY FAULT YOU ARE COMPLETELY STUPID.” And this is how they steal from me. A pervert theft issue. Extraordinary how they have no qualms in being a pervert and stealing my ideas; so many I don't know where to begin. Anyway, so now I’ve got to go on the hunt, to look for a new tile, as it served a purpose. But now, due to being harassed on a daily basis, just like that, especially when I go shopping. I no longer go shopping, it is too unpleasant, as there are so many non-thinking dogs in Australia. I have to do all my shopping online, and thank God for the Internet (actually, I prefer shopping online anyway, comfort of the couch! Although I wish the post and couriers did not provide so many problems, really and truly, all they have to do is deliver my parcel, why do they have to make it so hard?) Anyway, I really doubt I’ll be able to find a tile as good 👎 Shame on that stupid dog, you should mind your own business you stupid woman. And get your own brain, and your own thoughts, stop riding mine little girl. By the way, I think I saw that girl again on channel 10, years later. I think she might be Asian, she’s very pretty. She was talking on one of those mornings shows about how only needy people acquire dogs, as in the canine species. Because dogs are always pleased and ecstatic whenever they see you, and so, the type of person who is slightly mentally unstable/unhealthy is the type of person who likes dogs, because they’re always pleased to see them! Which actually I thought was quite amusing and pretty much true! Dog grown up! Although I could have been mistaken, just someone who looked similar. (I am a cat person! 5 cats actually!) Btw, I did not usually have problems with bimbo dogs on Channel 10 when watching live shows, that was only channel 7 and sometimes channel 9 problem – sometimes extreme problems with those bimbos – I never watch those now. I hate live television shows in Australia. Just can’t. I had one TV exec boast to me that he knows how to pick the ‘good ones’ – the new guys are clueless and get dogs!! And btw, I saw those tiles again in Bundaberg after I wrote this!! There was a collection, 5 designs in the set (I had the fish one). But I decided I could get by without now, specially since I am forced to keep moving rentals. (Also, it gets way more complicated, there are some predator dog type people who can use me to ‘get’ the ‘sleepy’ person I’m speaking with, like deliberate ‘takeovers’, turning the sleepy person into a puppet - just a moment of not concentrating, and they have no idea what they’re talking about, or some seem to be able to last for ages under the command of someone else, word for word dictation, (there were quite a number of girls just like that in Enmore, inner western city Sydney, who would descend on my shop when I was there – ‘empty heads’) So, the end goal of the predator, being to have a go at me in some way, chastise - I seem to have a lot of enemies just for being single . I find interesting about these women, is that they have discovered this ability that they have, and they think they’re special and magic, but when it comes down to it, when they choose to use their abilities, they have a choice, of what to do or say, and they don’t seem to be able to think of anything nice or funny or clever - the only thing, they think to do, in the situation, is to reprimand and chastise. The irony of them thinking that they’re really clever – big picture, they are the opposite of clever, they are bimbos. I should add, there are 2 occasions in my life, when I feel I had no control, and that was sometime when I sneezed; out of the blue, for some reason, I would occasionally sneeze and it was a sneeze that was REALLY LOUD, plus I would kind of scream the sneeze out, SCREAM SNEEZE - in a very loud female way! It was really loud out in public, so it was a little embarrassing, ofcourse bystanders would think it hilarious, and it would always wake everyone up. That has stopped since I left Gunnedah, so maybe there was a manipulative perpetrator doing that somehow? - who lived in Gunnedah? I suspect NEGS girl. The other time is when I sleep, apparently dogs can hear me when I sleep, no idea what I say / dream / do in my sleep, usually. Oh, I remembered one other thing, when I lived at Pretty Beach; swimming in the ocean, I had my sunnies on this one time, and a big wave came, so I took them off to dive under, thinking to myself do not open your hand or you will lose sunnies in the wild surf here at Kilcare, but after the wave passed I popped up, looked at my hand, and it was open with sunnies gone – so I had no idea how that happened, it was NOT like me to do something like that, but I suspect foul play by someone else – manipulative tactics that some people can do. It happened again another time, I was holding something, a necklace, then later looked at my hand and it was gone – I think it is a learnt tactic that thieves have managed to do, - a way to steal inadvertently directly from someones hand. Other than that I am usually always ‘me’. Infact I will add this story; I discovered in 2015, after dad died and I received the family filing cabinet, in it was all of my report cards from school, mum must have kept them all! I read some, one of them, was written by the atrocious woman I mentioned above, Dr Scarf. {Actually, I can't even remember her teaching me anything, she was not a teacher, but the careers councillor, so I don’t know why I had a report card from her}, but she started off saying all the usual stuff; Emily is a quite polite, respectful student…but then she said “and Emily is always herself.” I really couldn't believe that when I read it. First of all, it seems so many young women must not be themselves often. (! – what is the whole blog really about! lol) But, I can see why someone like her would notice something like that, as she is someone who likes to manipulate young women, so I guess she noticed this about me because she cannot manipulate me. This explains why she didn't like me and refused to help me with a career, and several other bad things she did. She only likes girls she can manipulate and control. She is fully SICK. And a bully. You know, I have encountered a fair few bullies in my time, and I have to say that there’s a difference between someone who’s just being a powertripping bully, taking advantage of the situation, compared to someone who has a total despicable ‘nazi’ HIDDEN personality all the time. I think Dr Scarf from NEGS has that WICKED sinful trait. She’s truly an evil immoral person – underneath it all { When I wrote this last bit about Dr Scarf, it was written as a note to myself, as I often do, and I send it to my email address for me to go back to later when I get a chance, and write it up and incorporate it into my blog. So, when I wrote this -there was a dog “eavesdropping” (of course, and how typical), so she saw what I wrote, and being a total female meddling pervert, she went and sussed out Dr Scarf, she wanted to see this person for herself! And she told me that this woman is still alive, and she now bakes cookies for her grandkids, and so there's no way anyone would believe what I said about her, because you know she "dotingly" bakes for her grandkids – everyone loves a cookie baker! So, I'm sure she does bake for her grandkids, old ladies have to do something with their spare time, although I was a little surprised to actually discover she had kids, she wasn't that type of person to do so, a “caring person” type, like what a mother ought to be. But as most women do have kids, even the bad ones, it’s probably true (she did have big hips – a sign of childbirth). Actually, I suspect this is true a lot of what I say on my blog, well I know it's true, because people just don't believe me when I tell them, they're stealing from me/ stalking me/ verbally harassing me, that is, people in the community. They would prefer me to be “forgetful” or even “insane”, rather than to believe that there are ‘evil and sinister’ activities going on, within their network of friends, or family. (Such stupidity). But so, I'm not here to hunt down Dr Scarff and kill her, or put her in jail, as she probably deserves – or retaliate in any way, like a lot of non-thinking people do. I'm just writing about what happens in my life, and who people really are, the truth about their nature, and the ugliness of humans, in particular women, - as compared to how “Polite society” would want them to be and often portrays them as. Oh, later I remembered something else odd I have done seemingly unknowingly how; I might have mentioned already, but sometimes when I speak, I sound EXACTLY like mum. So dad was out at my place one time, herd me speaking, then suddenly heard mum, so totally flipping him out, it was like she was standing right there next to me speaking for that brief 1 or 2 words! So weird. It was when he had a ‘friend’ after mum died ofcourse, he would hang out with his old school friend who was also widowed, she was not there at the time, but “Girlfriend!” lol. And it happened with Penny as well, my little sister, when I was living at Bulga one time, she came out, and you should've seen Penny's face she was totally flipped out, I think she nearly fainted! I literally sound exactly like mum- same tone. So while I was in full control of what I was saying and knew what I was talking about, it was the way I said, in that tone, that I'm not so sure about being “incontrol” - I wouldn't be surprised if somebody can manipulate in this manner, somebody with an extrasensory skillset so to speak, and someone who knows what my mother sounds like. I'm not sure who that would be, if anyone, or something supernatural, but it certainly wasn't my sister or my father! A few times I felt like I haven't had complete control of my hands, like that time swimming in the ocean, I had to hold my sunglasses in my hand because there was a big wave coming and had to dive under, I was concentrating on holding them tight in my fist whilst diving under, but after the wave had gone I looked at my hand and unbeknownst to me I was no longer holding my sunglasses, they had gone. I note there was some guy staring at me on the beach (rudely), I suspect he had something to do with it, I have no idea who it was. (I've written that story before, but somebody has removed it). Oh and one time I heard my grandmother when I was speaking, in fact I wasn't speaking, I was outside doing some weeding on my own, and all of a sudden I made this horrendous awful noise with my mouth -it was disgusting, a noise kind of involving using tongue and spit, kind of slurping back saliva or something. BUT, it was EXACTLY the same noise my grandmother sometimes used to make when she was thinking to herself, working in the kitchen. I sounded just like her. I'm not sure how I did it, it just happen, and I couldn't believe it – it was my turn to be totally flipped out! And thank goodness it only happened that 1 time, it's such a horrible ‘nuisance habit’ that someone could have. My grandmother was a bloody bitch! lol I believe some actors and directors have this kind of symbiosis relationship too (no need to learn your lines at all!!). By the way because of this ‘thing’ ‘feature’ ‘specialness’ that happens, I have had a whole spate of women who want to say “me too”, and try and show off their ability, and show off their skills, they do all sorts of disgraceful things, most women, I hate to tell you, are truly evil. They put no thought or creativity into their attempts at the showing off, because their first instinct is to think do something bad and disrespectful, then do that, just because they can get away with it. STUPID. I’ve also noticed mothers and daughters have that kind of connection (a lot do, mothers use their kids to speak for them – OMG, so sick of seeing mothers using their kids. Plus, later, kids use it as a kind of payback for their bad mother; their children grow up, having learnt the art of manipulation and manipulate their mother with sometimes very disrespectful results. I have also been informed, certain men will deliberately persuade women to use drugs under the pretence of friendly ‘relax and have some fun’ when infact, they have a secret evil pre-meditated and calculated plan - so those (often smart) women can be easily manipulated and used in such a puppet way (I know women would also do this to other women. I saw Rachael Wainberg’s older sister do it to her {the one that looks like my now landlord Cate Rogers} dam it cannot remember her name, and no little birdy has reminded me!). Most people do not understand AT ALL. Clueless. (Stupid Sharon Morgan. Little tip for you Sharon, if she has blonde hair – SHE’S A LIAR. If she has loads of money, she’s a liar.) Because it is not talked about. (I have found often some clever people do ‘signs’ about these often-delicate situations, and call such behaviour ‘reflections’ – so, not as in thinking back to a distant memory, but doing someone else’s reflection. - Reflections; that is, mirror what you’re thinking and reflect it back to you word verbatim or (some clever ones twist it to manipulate). So, if you ask them how they are and you think to yourself angry, they will say “angry”. It’s really like you’re having a conversation with yourself, but some will say the opposite, like “I’m not angry at all”, in a slight rebellious way.) I can’t believe Dr’s still diagnose people with schizophrenia – how stupid are those university graduates? I mean maybe you just need to have an ‘artistic’ mind to see the intangible and what is actually going on. And say, a ‘university’ type, can’t see due to their perceived reality that has been fed to them by naive and or stupid teachers??) You know, if you’re ever in a stance with a huge majority of people, who say one thing, and you look at them, and you know that they’re all completely wrong; find comfort in the fact that everyone on earth thought the world was square until some genius came along and said “no you idiots, it’s round!!” BTW, as a result of this phenomenon, I have, well had mostly, particularly in 2016/17, but also sometimes since then, and now; a bunch of computer nerds who often pretend to be people I’ve known in my past, like friends from my past. They sometimes even upload (or find) images of this person online, and put them on my path. I’m pretty sure my friend from the past is not actually inserting themselves in strategic ways (!), it’s a computer nerd impersonating a friend - as in predatory behaviour, trying to sound familiar to gain trust. It’s evil. So, at the moment there is someone pretending to be Simon and Ilka!! I suggest you stop mimicking other people and get a life your own. I have other computer nerd internet problems too, there are heaps of dogs on the Internet; who use me to test their programs. It’s so annoying because usually companies pay people a lot of money to do things like that; test trials and so forth, but they don’t pay me at all, they just see and use, and make changes according. Some of them I believe, are quite rude, and others I believe, steal from me, off my computer, they hack it. So ungrateful and they think I don’t know what they do. Although I guess I do have quite a few programs that are run ‘optimised to what I like and would prefer’. lol. You know, as a result of pervert “eaves dropping” dogs, I can see my influence is widespread across Australia. You, know, thank goodness, I came along! But once I even heard a man mispronounce a word on Channel 9, in exactly the same manner as I do, as I preferred saying it to myself in a certain wrong way! (she who plays with words) Lol. I also mention on this blog, that some companies get in trouble because, the dogs see what I see – so if I see someone being dishonest or stealing – SO DO THE DOGS, infact this has been such a big part of my adult life, that I think it fuels this blog in my “whistle blowing” attempts – I see your plan, and I’ll get behind it!!! Lol 😁 But when you have dogs that can see what I see, it makes renting impossible, particularly around inspection time; it can only end in negative outcomes for me, it will never be a win-win situation. No matter how much I clean or care. It’s the hunt they are interested in. {I guess I have to be fair; not all my landlords / realtors have been dogs}. Also, I am under the impression a lot of so-called ‘crazy’ people do so, in the attempts to manipulate their loved ones, because they’re not happy with them, and this is how they retaliate, in this passive aggressive manipulative, highly sick and twisted way - it’s like they use ‘craziness’ to punish their family. Infact a little birdie told me, that’s why mental institutes used to use electric shock treatment - some of those DR’s know that the so-called crazy manipulative person is punishing their family, so they in turn, punish them with electric shocks!! How fully sick is this world. I believe electric shock therapy is now illegal within mental institutes. BTW, on the news sometimes, I have witnessed people do bad things, and later, maybe there is someone, like, a politicians talking about it, saying “he was a crazed lunatic” - this really annoys me, because that person, most likely was full of hate, they’ve been totally screwed over in life, and so they were seeking revenge, but at no point where they ‘crazy’ or ‘lunatic’ in anyway, nor most likely no history of mental illness - the perp was thinking clearly, in their hate filled way, and they were retaliating against their world, and the way it has treated them, (akin to spoiled little brat throwing a tantrum, or someone who sick and tired of having to play the mouse, in the whole cat and mouse game that most humans FALL PREY of) So I’m certainly not coming to defence of any criminals, because ultimately you always have a choice, but to put them into the crazy category is ridiculous. Even a stupid criminal, who has been manipulated by someone smart who is calling the shots; still does not fall under the crazy category. Stupid is not crazy -there seems to be confusion in this area amongst mental health workers. I want to put this little story in to show you what I am talking about, a “real life example!” Because this happened at one point in my life, in Gunnedah especially, but not restricted to, a lot. I only went into town every one or two months, so it was kind of a big deal, and I would spend basically the whole two months composing a list in a well organised fashion, so I could fit everything in during the daytrip, so a list of places I would go, things I needed to purchase. I found, at certain shops, I was having a difficult time with shop girls, but also, not restricted to shop girls, often others people who just crossed my path; they were kind of rude and disrespectful to me, only there appeared to be no reason why. I was left scratching my head thinking what have I done to upset this person who I did not know never met or talked with before our brief encounter that day. It’s took me awhile to figure it out the issue, but what happens, is there is network of older girls (I suspect they’re old and NEGS girls) who know full well about reflective ‘Sleeping Beauties’ and they go and find girls who are, should we say major sleeping beauties, and then they use that girl as a ‘tool’ to chastise me. - It is really sick. And exactly what, is the issue that they have with me? No one has ever approached me with any issues at all? Talk about cowards, and possibly there is no point, no issue - there just having fun chastising someone and power tripping by using young girls they feel superior to; making themselves feel better by making someone else feel bad in this unusual secretive fashion; the epitome of bullying. Such cowards. I did hear one of them say if we don’t feel comfortable speaking face-to-face, then will come up with a different way of speaking to you - which is kind of exactly what has happened, and possibly how this phenomenon has come about. You know sometimes I hear this kind of thing discussed, but not usually, this is why it’s taken me so long to realise what they were doing, but I get the general impression that most women think it’s men who do this to women (steal your soul). But in my experience, it is women who are the biggest offenders. Men aren’t really the problem at all. - They probably do it, probably pray on their wife in this manner, as a way to manipulate and control, but as far as my experience goes, it’s old older women who do it to younger women (I guess no big fishes for them) My female landlord uses her son and boyfriend in this manner on a regular basis. As do many mothers in their mother and daughter duo. Those women are not welcome in my life. You know, how on earth can I deal with this phenomena? These old girls go to great lengths to amuse themselves in this way - over quite a lot of time, many years in fact. I figure the best way in combatting it, is to wake up those sleeping beauties - which is partly what this blog is about (the other part being to tackle theft, and thieves, but now has also morphed into my life stories) - hence my “stupid bloody bimbo wake up” rantings, plus photos of receptionists; but I feel it is actually working. I might cop a bit of slack from people who are offended, but of course only a bimbo would be. Plus, I’ve noticed is often the people who use these young sleeping beauties as tools, who are the biggest complainers about me; they don’t want their secret to be known. I guess I can give you heaps of examples, I have already mentioned the girl at the Art Gallery, but here is another, I went to mitre 10 to get a key cut, and the young blonde girl behind the counter said that she couldn’t do it, she came up with all of these excuses of why she couldn’t do it, apparently it was my fault, as my key was ‘abnormal’. Obviously, no valid reason, but she basically refused to serve me, in what appeared to be a kind of discriminatory way. So that’s how these girls were having a go at me on that particular day, it wasn’t from abusive language or verbal / physical attack, it was refusing service. I had to take my key down the road to the key shop and the guy down there did it no problems, not an ‘abnormal’ key. So those sleeping beauties just need to read about being woken up, (I am not sure if such book yet exists, but I write about it here and have Pinterest Board called “Ways 2 wake up Bims, I mean Sleeping Beauties!” to be fully aware of their own inner voice, and not someone else’s, it needs to be done to kids, when they are growing, through things like exercise. And actually, I believe this whole sleeping beauty phenomena, and was just coming into consciousness, when I was 12 years old, (1986) within Department of Education (or maybe not the Department of education – they are really hopeless, but certainly within educators within the private school system) were waking up to the realisation that young women need exercise and activity to stimulate their minds. And at my school it became compulsory to do sports every Saturday morning for 4 hours! However, fortunately for me, I did horse-riding, so I could go horse-riding instead, I was saved from running around the oval in pointless repetition! Yah!! Actually I can take this whole “exercise” step a little bit further, because I believe you need more than exercise; you need “fun exercise” which puts kids out of their comfort zone. I made a collection of pins in Pinterest, album is called “Ways to wake up bims - I mean sleeping beauties”. I've got a whole lot of activities, like zip lining, huge waterslides, mountain billycart train slides! Heaps of things that you can do…but lots of things are expensive; so another reason why you shouldn't have kids unless you've got money to burn, because you'll need it to wake them up. Although I do recall I had a bad rollercoaster experience when I was young, dad took me on a rollercoaster ride; for some reason I was to spend the day with dad -I'm not sure what's going on there, but also there was no one else in the roller coaster, it was just dad and me. And I don't know if it was my size or age, but my head kept banging onto the sides of the bar that held people down, for the entire duration of the trip. So I pretty much had my eyes closed and was just trying to deal with his head banging situation. The bar had padding on it, I was being bashed by padded bars. It was really awful, you definitely won't catch me going on a rollercoaster ever again or any of those other show rides - except maybe just the swing carousel…. I just saw a movie (2021) where the mum takes her little girl under an echoey bridge and they run through and yell Hoo Hee Haa!! – that will do it too, you know, stuff like that to get them to be really present in the moment. I can't believe they don't do more of this stuff in schools, or maybe this is deliberate, so that those parents who do put the time in with their kids, have an advantage over those who have crap parents... Oh, I remember a book I read when I was 22, called The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield. It briefly talks about friends rising up in their sleep to hang out together, play…. – this book was very helpful to me. - But I feel I am very far from really understanding what goes on in the subconscious at night, or the day for that matter, at certain times. As well as human connections. Not only are these issues not talked about, but there is a stigma around it, due to families living together. Anyway, I am straying, although what I just said here is fairly significant, and the root of a lot of female problems, as it is this way, also how dogs steal my possessions- apparently if those girls who are later caught (sometimes it happens!) say to the court that they have mental health problems, then they don’t have to go to jail, they just get ‘mental health treatment’ (when in actual fact THEY DO NOT HAVE any mental health problems, they just know how to take advantage of the situation and naive times) it’s a big thing atm for powers that be, to obtain so called ‘mentally incompetent’ people, maybe they are trying to do something about hopeless parenting and teaching in a totally backwards way!!) NOTE, I assure you, a lot, as in, most of those girls that steal in this manner, know perfectly well what they are doing, and how they are doing it – they are fully awake, and using their ability to break the law. (There are others, who do not bother using their brains at all, and would simply prefer to latch on to somebody else, infact ‘using’ other people, due to their complete stupidity, no thoughts of their own, and lack of common sense - they have zero common-sense, I mean NONE, they especially can’t see the big picture, and usually only get a sense of the immediate, and so get confused, and jump to conclusions; they get things wrong all the time. I mean all the time . Like for example – if you’re a small business owner, and you’re stressing about how you going to pay the rent, which inevitably as a business owner you do, it doesn’t mean that you’re not going to be able to pay rent, you just, as a responsible manager, stress about it, so, a dog will just hear you stressing about it, and so come along and think business is failing, and close it down. When in fact you could have paid rent no problems - that’s exactly what a stupid dog would do, and has done, I have witnessed it. I mean how arrogant are they, that they think they can manipulate my life like that – STUPID, and you would have to be a bloody fool to listen to a dog, not to mention somebody who enables thievery, harassment and disrespect) That paragraph in brackets was also deleted, and I had to rewrite it. Some people, seem to think that it is men that get up to these evil tricks, but in my experience, it is mostly women who do it, to other women. Those people (dogs, should I say, leeches) are so offended by the truth, they can’t handle the truth, and they go to lengths to delete it. The girl across the road here at Kookaburra Park, fits this bill. Completely stupid, and at the moment, I’m pretty sure she has a sound recording machine, which she is using a recording of a little boys voice, to try and to control the situation - she is a fucking idiot. Fuck off you stupid mindless ‘using’ Leach. And you have to ask yourself why would someone want to try to make me sound crazy, make me sound like a crazy woman, - what’s in it for them? And what great bad thing have I done towards them in the past, that they would want to retaliate in such a way? I know I haven’t done any such bad thing towards anyone, so I can only assume that person is completely nuts themselves, and they have a deep fear of people finding out exactly crazy they themselves are; and so, they’re putting their projections onto me - that must be it! (I mean I can only assume, since that person is an unknown coward.) But actually, I have noticed this quite a lot of other times too, people try and manipulate the situation to try to make me sound crazy. I suspect this is the reason why some of the items that have been stolen have been later returned they want to try make me sound crazy. You know, I reread this part and I’m thinking, if you weren’t me you would really have no idea what I’m talking about, and may just think I was crazy, particularly the part about the sound recording machine – but I have literally seen someone on a motorbike, harassing me with bird noises, from their sound machine that was strapped over their shoulder, so it really is a “true thing” and not some crazy cockanninnie notion that I have in my head - this is just literally what’s happening, and I’m literally just writing about it. Guess what, I’m not crazy - and, you functionally retarded moron from FB, you’re just going to have to deal with it. Also, this phenomenon is a secret, there are ‘so called’ mental health workers, Dr’s, who will call them crazy or Schizophrenic if they admit they can hear someone else, they say it is in their imagination. The cluelessness of those so-called university graduates is embarrassing from my viewpoint (Dr Ali ALitae – you stupid foolish old man, he has probably wrongfully diagnosed 100’s of women - you know all women should be outraged by this person and the likes, and by the whole system in general, it’s total discrimination against women, and has been this way for many years. It is women who are picked on in this area because of their feminine ways, means, and ability. I did see they are trying to ‘capture’ men in the current so called (money making industry creating) “mental health” push, 2021). And this paragraph that so adeptly describes what happens, was deleted, and I have re-written it. So, it is quite significant. It actually does get more complicated, with not only sound, but seeing images aswell, I again try to explain in my “Dream Watchers” photo. Those ignorant and naive mental health workers have no concept of the metaphysical world and the connections we make at night, while we sleep. CLUELESS, still in 2021. The hesitancy and basic refusal to grasp this concept is extraordinary from my point of view. Are you really that backwards, or do you just want people to pretend it does not happen? (due to the sex factor). (SOMEONE TOLD ME, ITS BECAUSE THEY CAN’T ADMIT THEY WERE WRONG – and so continue with their bullshit – unbelievable stupidity). So, girls, sometimes I can’t quite believe the absentmindness of them, the older I get. ‘Sleeping Beauty’ – I believe Beethoven knew about Sleeping Beauties) HOW DID WOMEN GET THE VOTE? Btw, I since saw how, when I watched a movie called “North Country”, talk about male 3rd grade gang mentality/pack of dogs’ mentality) although special mention for the leading ladies’ haircut, sublime. Oh, and I need to mention, there are some women, who maybe later look back and see how stupid their behaviour was, and they TRY to blame me, (the stupidity continues) as if it was my fault she tried to break the toilet wall down to get inside while I was in the middle of things – YEAH RIGHT) anyway, so those women try to come up with plans to make it look like it is the other way around, and, I can assure you, these stupid bimbos are so intent on their mission, that they have a lot of people fooled, they are some of the saboteurs I have mentioned. (And hence why I was locked up against my will for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – FUCKED people, I really do recommend NOT having kids. And, I have noticed girls in Gunnedah, always follow me around, wherever I go, like stray dogs, (still with the unbelievable stupidity) and I have noticed and recognized some of them, from the younger years at NEGS, (27 years ago now), Tarsha Burns little sister Gina (more about that stupid dog later), Emma Finylason, and house mistress Miss Goldman. (don’t ask me why??) – I now need a camera recording around my neck whenever I go into town, to keep the sleepy bullies at bay. EVEN AT MY NEW ADDRESS IN QLD. And, it could be my little bitch sister Penny Bieman stealing? (Just realized she and some short blonde sales girl stole $2200 from me at Harvey Norman 20yrs ago via cash/credit card issue), and all Bunnings bimbos staff – major problems there. Although, I recall, the stealing really started after I got back from Melbourne, in 2006. I probably unknowingly picked up stray dogs in Melbourne, who follow me around; really stupid ones. I mention it before on here, my whole class at RMIT in Melbourne were thieving mongrels. Plus then there’s the Cathy Goldman factor who goes and gets people from my past, so she probably went and got those girls from that class. Little female thieves. Like what is it about mongrels, do I have a sign on my head “please follow me around and be a stupid bimbo”, I DON’T THINK SO, but unbelievable stupidity; rack off you stupid dogs. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s some girls who graduate from NEGS and then think they have the right to go through other people‘s personal belongings whenever it suits them -it’s absolutely disgraceful that NEGS does this kind of thing and then teaches little girls that it is fine and ‘important’ to go through people’s stuff. DISGRACEUL. Enough about that school. Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. (actually it was called “Brownies” back then.) Example of fake news; IN 2014 Channel 9 – NBN, (that is our local station here in Tamworth / Gunnedah and surrounds NSW Australia.) – they did a story on Limbi School, (situated near Tamworth, population 250, school population aprox 25!) They showed lots of kids doing various activities, they showed the old school house and the girl was talking about some new project they were working on, it was a whole big segment on the 6 O’clock news with lots of single mothers and kids involved. BUT it turns out that, that school was closed down in 2009, and sold for $40000 in 2011 (www.det.nsw.edu.au ). So that whole story they did in 2014 on Channel 9 was complete BULLSHIT, little female liars. (Btw, I attended that school in infants, it was a shockingly bad school for 5yr old’s to 6th grade, with only 1 teacher, Mr Cone, who was a sadistic prick that still used to use the cane, 1980. 1980!) Another school that will be burning in hell, Limbri Public. Mr Cone, used to keep a cane in his office, and would use it to inflict fear, he is a Terrorist who teaches kids it is ‘good’ and ‘important’ to be a Terrorist. He especially would ‘toy’ with it, whilst verbally reprimanding a child for no reason or a made-up reason. (He may have used it on the boys, I am not sure I remember thinking the only reason he did not actually strike me one day when I was in his office alone, at age 5, was because I was a girl.) I can’t imagine a 5yr doing anything that would warrant such discipline. He just wanted to inflict fear and power trip over the child for his own personal gain -adults should be severely fined for doing this, {that bit was edited, initially I said shot, but I was told this could be misinterpreted, possibly by his daughters, they don’t want anyone to know what he was like, what they as a family were like} but I believe it is not even something that is talked about or discouraged, like the cane that was ‘outlawed’ in the 70’s. This power tripping abuse stops people from being confident and learning, and living to their potential. Because of him I will not let a man within 10 feet of me, still to this day (you would not believe what happens if one tries). Actually, this terrible thing, maybe, has been a blessing in disguise, I know because of it, my little brother was saved by a would-be kidnapper in Bali, and I love being single – of all the men that have crossed my path in my life, I have really only encounted 1 that had a natural ability to bring out the best in someone, most men strive to bring out the worst in a girl, they have an obsession with humiliation. They are quite disgraceful (probably due from their primary school education and hopeless parents) I know I am not missing out, quite the contrary. It is a wonder to me that so many women get married. (a lot of “turning a blind eye” must go on). You know, if that form of abuse hadn’t happened, I’d probably be unhappily married with kids right now, and be just as clueless and miserable as all the other drunk housewives that I have witnessed in my life. BTW, those men who have been raised in such situations, who in Australia, I know number in the thousands, if not millions, due to complete incompetent parenting and teaching, so, ones that have been exposed to fear mongering and learning by example how to be a terrorist, through emotionally abusive teachers, fathers…, those men are “damaged goods”. And I know this maybe not be true of all other women, but it’s certainly true of me; someone with this kind of obvious damage, is not going to be a “suitable mate” in any way or form, obvious character flaw! Whether it be subconscious or consciously – just an instinct, that most people have actually. It’s mostly obvious amongst men, choosing pretty women as a partner, an instinct, they have. But as a woman, this antagonistic behaviour that most men have, is one of the characteristics that I would instantly mark as a ‘write off’, I would not think about it, it would be something I would simply observe and subconsciously write off that person. I also want to add there are certain people who really don’t allow single ladies to exist in the world, there’s a huge issue around single women, which I’ve talked about before, so I won’t go into it now, but you can see how it’s in the best interest for the ‘powers to be’ to greatly improve parenting skills and teaching methods, to rid the world of those particular dysfunctions. Women are on the way of ‘savvy-ing’ up! Although by banning me from social media – they have yet taken another step backwards. And read my photo story called “Why do I have long hair”. I need to mention my brothers kidnap attempt: A family holiday in Bali, I was 10, had my 11th b’day there: On a bemo (Balinese taxi bus) a man, Balinese man, took off with my younger brother Daniel at one of the stops. Gone! Just like that. But dad saw, (miraculously) and it was DAD who jumped off the bemo, and raced down the street after them. I have a clear distinct memory of this Balinese man he had dark skin and very short hair, a bit hard to tell his age but I’m pretty sure he had some wrinkles, or crow’s feet at the very least. I remember him sizing me up and then sizing my little brother up - I guess he must’ve settled on my little brother, my brother had blonde hair at that point. (I wouldn’t go so far as to say that he was better looking than me!) LOOK. Parents - you have to pay attention all the time. Btw, the driver waited there, he saw what was going on. Dad returned with Daniel about 6 minutes later. “I got him back, lets go.” Back to my Limbri school story; A typical school day at that Limbri school: us Kindy‘s was sat in front of the TV all morning, after recess we came back and did colouring-in, then after lunch, some mothers came in and we did hand sewing all afternoon. Typical day for the first and second graders too. So, "watched television in the morning" and did "sewing in the afternoon". I recall one day we did pet rocks; we all had to bring a rock into school, then we spent the afternoon painting it and putting two eyes on it, and then naming it as our pet rock, it was truly absurd. Mum cottoned on after I while and I had to do extra work after school until we relocated. Fortunate for me that I left in the first grade, but there were kids there who would’ve gone their whole infants/primary schooling at that school, and they would not have learnt anything, except how to be a terrorist off Mr Cone, absolute disgrace of a school, having all years in one classroom with one teacher does not work. Infact I will put that story; one day, we were divided into two, with the younger kids on one side of the classroom doing hand sewing with the mothers group, and the older kids were on the other side of the classroom, supposedly having a lesson from the teacher. The thing I remember most, was, all the mothers who were meant to be helping teach the kids sewing techniques (actually come to think about it I can’t remember if the classroom was divided up into boys and girls or just younger and older - it wouldn’t surprise me if it were the boys getting the lesson and the girls doing the sewing?), but those mothers didn’t really want to do the sewing, they wanted to listen intently to what the teacher was saying across the room, and I, as a five-year-old, wondered why earth they were so hell bent on wanting to listen to the teacher, when I knew he was an incompetent idiot. It’s a very clear and strong memory I have as a five-year-old, formed about men. When I moved to QLD, Builyan last year - guess what, there was another one of those terrible schools, with only 1 teacher and all the years in the same classroom. Get it through your thick little heads (depEdu), it is not possible to teach multiple kids the 11 different levels of learning years, goodness it’s hard enough for teachers with the 1 age group in the classroom, let alone having 11 different ages. And the problems of only 1 teacher, with no one to keep tabs on them – they misbehave, that is the teachers misbehave. Teachers, like everyone else in positions of power, need to be kept ‘in check’. I suspect one of the boys in that school from all those yrs ago, is one of the people terrorizing me by stealing and trying to play God (and of course getting things totally wrong). No idea what his name is. {I was possibly advised that at least 2 of those kids at that time went on to be functional and happy people in society!} NEGS, Gunnedah Primary School, Limbri School – you all need to be sued (otherwise, change does not come about). I want to talk about how in primary school, Gunnedah Public Primary School, our year had two classes, with about 30 kids in each. One was called the A class one was called the B class. The people in A class were considered to be the smarter ones. But I assure you, this in reality is not the case, these classes were divided purely on a socio-economic basis. Kids from well-to-do families were in the A class, kids from families where the mother was perceived as bloody hopeless, was in the B class. A lot of problems in society stem from this distinction, those kids in the B class were not treated fairly, there would be a whole other heap of psychological problems that develop in those kids psyche of feeling ‘not worthy’, and at the very least, from an academic point of view. I’m not saying they would not have had other issues going on, from possible abusive family situations, but I can assure you there is just as many problems like that, that goes on in ‘well-to-do family‘s’ and I have found all throughout my life, people have been trying to put me in a ‘B class’s (I was in the A class btw) but especially the police and stupid bimbo dogs who do it. (I suspect people who were in the B class back then, try to do it as now adults – see, psychological problems) I hate to tell you but you can find some incredibly smart people who are totally broke, poor, and unemployed, it’s just the way society works out, often work places are a total mix and there are no distinctions. And you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, and you should be careful when you speak to someone, if you think you’re speaking to someone who is unimportant, or a ‘loser’ or a ‘no-one’ THINK AGAIN. You need to treat every single person with respect regardless of what your preconceptions of this persons background is, this is REALLY important, you will get yourself in trouble if you do not do this, on a spiritual level. - I’ve seen it happen a lot. Plus, more importantly, people who do not judge like this, win big time, more so than just what ‘peoplepowers the be’ decide. It doesn’t pay to be snobbish, or at least don’t base your assumptions about a person on economic stance. Of course, always tell the stupid dogs to go shove it up their arse. By the way, this class thing, is so ridiculously obsessed over by certain female (bimbo types, and never men!!) that by the time they reach old age, and have to go in a nursing home, and because they are not what they once were, they kind of don’t hold back on their personal thoughts about class, when I worked in a nursing home briefly, I witnessed a lot of old female biddies express their class distinction, and they indeed wanted to make it known to everyone, that they are from the rich and upper-class! They were quite ridiculous. You know it really doesn’t matter what your background is in a nursing home, everyone’s treated the same in there, you eat the same, you get cared for the same, you have to go to bed at the same time. Now, you might just write them off as old and senile, but truly this is how women think all their life – well that bloody short blonde thinks like that. (This class bit was deleted so I re-written it in more detail J) If you marry some guy that doesn’t really give a shit about you, but you want to be ‘married’, and then you have his kids - this is C class. wakey wakey. Btw, I have met a lot of ‘monkees’, that is, clueless people who do their job in a clueless fashion, and they are considered ‘professionals’, they are highly paid and are well respected. CLUELESS MONKEES in the upper echelons of society! -Pickpockets in Gunnedah (and who follow me around wherever I go and steal from me)! Really and truly, I’ve had it up to here with stupid little bimbos who steal, it’s not going to be so funny if I catch you red-handed, I assure you. I have got 47yrs of pent-up anger, what do you suppose will happen? Every time I drove into town, I had dogs break into my car and steal whatever was in there that time. I’ve had that many pairs of secateurs stolen it’s unbelievable. What, do they wait at the entrance of Gunnedah, to see each car that comes in from out of town? and when they see my car, do they call all their thieving friends? and then stalk me so they can steal when I go into a shop and am not looking?? I’m so outraged by these people. Every time I went into Gunnedah, same thing, something taken, every single time. MORON HUMANS FROM GUNNEDAH. Clare Gardener, why are you following me around in an orange Torana? Can’t you think for yourself? You know, often, the girls are kind of covert, like if I turn around suddenly, they disappear into the crowd, you know how fucking coward women are. One time, I was wanting to buy some chickens, and I went to the Gunnedah Poultry Show, and there was a girl following me around the poultry floor it, was extremely odd, and I saw her, like I could hear her, I could hear peoples reaction to seeing someone follow me, and I could see her from the corner of my eye, and when I turned around and looked at her directly, it took a moment, but she finally realised that I was looking at her and she quickly about faced and kind of run away. I have a clear image of what she looked like, I didn’t recognise her, she was kind of mousey and skinny, she may be reminded me of this little girl I looked after in Sydney as a nanny, she was only 7 then, so I can only guess what she would look like at that time. Or maybe she looked Tricia Colton, they both had that same kind of skinny white girl look, but I think Tricia was tall than the girl following me. Whether it was one or the other, or neither, who knows, oh, that reminds me, there was another one who looked like that she was my assistant at Discovery Clothing, I think I saw her once in Gunnedah, she wanted my Daewoo, she was a bitch. And from the chook girl’s delayed reaction, I suspect this girl had followed me on a regular basis, and is not used to be seen by me. But stupid, little dogs, that’s what I think about women who follow me like that, they must have absolutely zero brain activity going on inside their heads. Zero. (See, feminist, I am trying to save the bimbos!) Gladstone Elders 'legally' stole a part of my Bond, STOLEN. Get out of my head little girl. The means, ways and tactics that girls come up with to steal from me is unbelievable, this is just another one, it’s almost as bad as the business in Tamworth (NorthApp) who stole my brand-new F&P 'Tall' dishwasher in a totally 'legal' manner. (Kelly Sleight. Stolen because it was tall, and the GoldStarDog theory, read later no conviction, unfortunately, I believe the police are working on this, she is known within Tamworth). The staff at Bunnings and Harvey Norman steal from young females – they are targeted, entrapped and preyed upon, they are followed home, and are harassed by staff (no conviction). 20 years of harassment at Gunnedah. I literally need someone to housesit my house whenever I go into town so nothing gets stolen. I call them the Bunnings Bimbos - they would have stolen about $10000 worth of stuff over a 10yr period. BTW, I would have spent about $40000, instore in that time (I am not a shoplifter, I am opposed to stealing, they were targeting young girls to 'hound' and 'vilify'). They suck - I never shop at Bunnings anymore, and shame on them, actually, Bunnings is a part of a huge crime network right across Australia. Instore one time, I recognized one of the thieves- he was 1 of 3 that burgled my flatmate and I, 20yrs ago, they took $1000's worth of our stuff (that guy was albino – I mean how stupid if you’re an albino to choose a life of crime – stand out like a saw thumb). (And, stupid Sharon Morgan). I will be willing them to get cancer and die. IT DOES NOT PAY TO STEAL FROM ME. Stupid. I believe Centrelink and ‘jobs providers’ are also guilty of stealing from me. One bonus payment got stolen by Centrelink staff. (Or Commonwealth Bank – those girls are dodgy too, ties to NEGS) Nurses at hospitals make kids sick deliberately, so they can look after them. (Some, I have to say, at Armidale Hospital NSW. Some believe a sick child is a result of an adults 'will' anyway, especially a doctor, but mothers too). I guess I should put that nurse story here: when I was 16, I had my tonsils out. Afterwards, when I was coming out of anaesthesia, and was very groggy, mum who had travelled up to Armidale to be by my bedside (cool mum), I just heard her seemingly repeatedly asking me if I was ok and what did I want. And because I was so groggy, I didn't really understand her question, like she was asking me if I want a drink or anything, or food. But I've thought oh, she’s asking me about my Christmas list! So, I just started going on about this radio I want, I explained it: it’s a contemporary old 60’s style that is grey and pink…. and then you know I fell back asleep. The next thing you know, I wake up, and there sitting on the bed, is this radio!! I couldn't believe it, like she doesn't ever buy me anything - except for at Christmas (and even then, it's never things like that, it's always usually clothes or shoes, things that I need!) But she must've gone down the street to get some lunch, and she would have seen exactly what I had been talking about, that radio, as I had seen it recently down the street in Armidale. So she saw, was so surprised she just got it, it was not that expensive. But, there was a nurse present all the time and she heard and saw the whole thing, and oh my God, that's why I'm telling this story because this nurse was so pissed off at this scenario of watching my mother ask a young girl what she wants, the girl telling her what, then the mother just getting it. Like she was INCENSED. She was literally carrying on moaning about this radio situation to her colleagues. I guess she must have wanted one too. So that's what caused the throat abuse later on, by well not quite force feeding me, but knowing if I ate anything, even ice-cream, my throat was still so bruised and sore from the operation, I would be in great pain, so 3 of them woke me up and said here eat this, and shoved this food in my face, I half asleep obeyed, but it was so was painful, I vomited it up again, causing more pain. They went off laughing – not kidding – pure evil. Such a bitch. Dysfunctional. Another perfect example of a typical STUPID jealous bitch in Australia. Mind your own business. . Is there a list of Sadistic Doctors and Dentists in Australia? I would like to name and shame a few that I have had personal experience with. I know there is an organized network, akin to paedophiles, people who get thrills from inflicting pain on other people / animals. But I guess I’m out of the loop. I now record all Doctor / Pathology etc with BodyCam - Gunnedah pathology GRH, stupid zombie bitch) Not to mention recently - Dr. Norman Sadick and 2 Dental assistants (1 was NEGS girl by the name of Gina Burn, a younger year) completely TORTURED my teeth that had nothing wrong with them in the first place (unable to eat/talk for weeks over Christmas, had to go to other dentists to fix) – honestly what a coward Gina Burn, I have not met one guy that has not been into that kind of thing, go and find one, and leave me alone, you stupid little dog – I believe her stupidity comes from copying someone at school by the name of Charlotte Powel in Church. And then there was the stupefied zombie dentist who started scraping up my gums in a haze - Dr B, and Dr J who showed me what it felt like to put a needle into the nerve, thanks sooo much (soon as he did it, my arm automatically reflexed and shot straight up into the air and practically punched him in his face (serves him right!) Seriously, I could go on and on and on, so many sadistic doctors and nurses, it’ bizarre and ironically completely unhealthy. Btw, I have very sharp reflexes, thanks very much, and by the way; Sharp Reflexes = Sharp Mind. I seem to need to point that out, there appears to be an element of people who target me because they think I’m stupid, and won’t notice. Other way around morons. Local council ‘dogs’ as I call them, vandalizing my car when it’s parked in a carpark or on the street - muffler damaged, broken into -items removed, screws loosened, once even cables removed so it would not start, and occasionally park brake put on, as if car had been taken, then returned? (I live in a small country town, population about 10000.) (Since installing carcam, this has reduced) What is wrong with council staff – they have serious social issues. (They also steal money and do ‘fake’ roadworks, organized by nagging wives) I’ve just noticed there was a big section from this missing! It is the bit where I talk about the police who booked me for unregistered vehicle. I will put here again. So, they booked me twice and gave me a $5500 fine. I was extremely stressed after that happened, not only because of the stressful incident of being chased by police and been caught and getting into trouble, (I’m perfect), but because I certainly didn’t have a spare $5500 lying around to pay any fines, so I knew I would have to go to court, to at least get rid of the second one, which they should not have issued. (Greedy pigs – now I know why they get called that). So, I was extremely stressed about that, and that, combined with my next-door neighbour who was making noises at night to wake me up, and was stealing from me (drunken Heath Barwick, btw, the bloody host bimbos on channel 7 morning show, were encouraging him to play the Vuvuzela – that totally annoying African horn that the cricket fans play, he got one, amongst other things like car horns that play tunes, bird noises etc etc, played it at all sorts of times throughout the night TOTAL ARSE. I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP. (And as for those stupid bimbo dogs on channel 7 – I hope you all get cancer, and shame on you for not talking about all the things you should be talking about; People, mothers in particular – your target market, need to know about negative things in life, they need to be able to handle them – but hey, why don’t you talk about the weather some more. PICK something negative every week, and talk about it – “The Real segment” each week, get gritty. – {someone told me, they have to be very careful not to put Negative Nancy stories on, because it pisses off housewives, and they complain, because they like to think of themselves as rich and not having any problems, so they don’t want to have to think about problems or negative issues – it is them, housewives , who cannot handle the ugly truth. } So, in this time, I had difficulty sleeping. I was usually very good sleeper, seven hours every night, all my life, and in this particular period of my life, suddenly I was getting about 3 hours every night. And I was turning into a slow sleeping beauty during the day, very tired, but I wanted to add here, at first, I was really anxious about ‘not sleeping’, in fact I was getting even more stressed about the fact that I wasn’t sleeping, and I had to learn to just relax and not fight the fact that I couldn’t sleep. I had to tell myself I will just stay awake, don’t need that much sleep anyway, it’s no big deal, I can just lie here and think about all the things that is going on in my life….(btw, after 12mnths of only 3-4hrs sleep, my body learnt to deal with only 3 or 4hrs, and I was no longer tired during the day) but over that period of one week, when I was getting very stressed about not sleeping, and when I say stressed, really I mean, I was angry and pissed off that I wasn’t sleeping - because you know, no sleep means you’re tired, and you have a headache, and you’re irritable. And so, I thought, well I just need a sleeping tablet to drift me off, so I can get one good night’s sleep, and then I’ll be fine - but I’m really not a supporter of sleeping tablets or drugs of any sort, including a lot of medications. But as I was so irritable, I did go to the doctor about sleeping, and she prescribed me antidepressants -which I was just really annoyed about because at not any point, did I mention to her that I was depressed! What was wrong with her? (I have never, in my life, been depressed, ever), and her medication would not have helped me sleep at all, or achieved my goal of one good night’s sleep! (Stupid, btw, I further talk about that Dr in my “Dr Experience Story” below, she had some other problems too, that she was not aware of, because no one talks about such things, I suspect she had been influenced by the little blonde bimbo who follows me around – “oh Emily, she’s depressed and on drugs” – so that naïve Dr, believes them – for some reason; is she not old enough to know what gossipying little girls are like? That blonde bimbo btw, maybe related to Peter Long, a lawyer?? Or Cate Cameron??) So anyway, I went to the chemist and talked to some very smart ladies at the Gunnedah chemist, I told her about when I had a toothache age 18, my aunt gave me a painkiller that kind of made me tired and put me to sleep. I told the chemist that that’s really the effect that I wanted, and she said, that’s the same thing that’s in hay fever tablets that makes people sleepy and some clever lab bot has taken that drug out and put it into a tablet and it’s called sleep aid - doxylamine succinate, and I should give that a try, and I did, and that night I had the best night sleep ever, and that’s all that I wanted. So, I still have that packet of sleepy tablets, just in case I ever get stressed again, so I can get another good night sleep, so far, I have not been that stressed - until I was abducted by police and mental health worker in Bundaberg in 2020, but then I forgot about my doxylamine succinate, (stress does that to you) and the stupid nurses gave me an antipsychotic drug – idiots - I did NOT need an antipsychotic – THOSE NURSES ARE TOTALLY NUTS. More on that abduction later (I have a lot to say about those disgusting people involved. Am I living in the 1950’s?) btw, I feel I need to put a little warning here about one of the main reasons why I don’t like sleeping tablets and certainly wouldn’t encourage anyone to use them unless they’re very stressed. I did write about this in a nursing home medication photo story, but I’ll just quickly mention it here again; if someone had a bad dream or nightmare (which people do - even happy rich people have nightmares) well then because of the sleeping tablet, they don’t wake up, and so their heart rate is madly going because of this stressful dream, and they can actually die from a heart attack in their sleep. That’s just one reason why I wouldn’t recommend sleeping tablets, there are others too (involving gargoyles). I wanted to say here also about those disgraceful police in Tamworth that was involved in hunting me down (for oh, no, not an unregistered vehicle! – they were carrying on like I was an axe murder) It is true I did not register my vehicle -I completely forgot about it, but they organised a police hunt to get me, because, I was told beforehand, that they were going to get me for unregistered vehicle, and of course I heard this, and thought what are they talking about, because I had literally forgotten that I had not paid my rego. So, on the day, the police lied to me saying that they were doing a random breath test, it was not random at all, I know this for a fact. It was an organised hunt for unregistered vehicle, and they knew I would be over in Tamworth, when I live near Gunnedah, so I’d be stuck without a car/transport, which is how they got me twice - they are bullies who CANNOT APPLY COMMONSENCE, and by the way, I also think the reason they got me, was because I kept complaining to them about all the people who were stealing from me, and they couldn’t do anything about it, and so they got pissed off, so they wanted to get me for something, as luck would have it for them, my car was not registered (apparently common for single woman in their 40’s). The police are a disgrace. Also, I had to go to court, this part was missing off my blog too, the court was disgraceful process in Tamworth; as per their rules, I was allowed to change courts to Gunnedah, but it was a huge ordeal to do this, they ignored me, and I had to kick up a big stink, and they apparently put me in the Tamworth local newspaper as having to appear in court three times to make me look like a drunk, when in actual fact I didn’t appear in Tamworth at all, plus I don’t drink. Anyway, I can’t remember all the details now, but the courts are a disgrace, they are not a place of justice, it’s all organised. BUT I did get the 2nd ticket thrown out, so I just had to pay 1, plus rego. (All those photos of me in the local paper as a kid winning at sport – paid off!!) Try your hardest to stay out of court, because, unless you’re rich, they only help the rich and popular. I quietly want to mention the insidious nature of older women praying on younger women, as the idea that you didn’t have to actually pay your Rego was placed in my head at age 20, by an employer I had once - this was done deliberately because I was ‘perfect’ (compared to her!) and I did things perfectly, this vexed her - she wanted me to get in trouble. Stupid woman. (She did not pay my Super either and used her maiden name of Fry, so, she would not get into trouble. At least 2 female employers did this, not real names so to speak.) And by the way, this tactic of wanting to get another female in trouble, is a common form of female bullying. I remember being victimised this way at age 5 in kindy by another girl who obviously, I was better and smarter than, and she retaliated by lying to her father about something, and I got in trouble big time for something that really wasn’t my fault. And I witnessed it a lot when I was a nanny looking after kids; the children would often manipulate their parents into giving them a reason to question my authority or fire me - some parents can easily see through their kids, but others could not at all - it’s surprising how many parents are fooled by their manipulative kids, and actually brothers and sisters, often work together in cahoots to manipulate. So, I think this tactic is childish behaviour, and a lot of adult women act like this child still. It’s strange that those women can be in positions of power, like my employer, when they behave like a child. When I was 23, I was more grown-up than most female adults twice my age. I put it down to parents and teachers not being aware of basic psychological needs. BTW, also, I found when I was doing all that temp nanny work, the concept of class and ‘pecking order’ so to speak, is really quite warped in children, their attitude is, well, juvenile, and backwards; they’re rude and disrespectful to the help, thinking the ‘help’ are second rate citizens. At least on one occasion I witnessed this young 9-year-old boy manipulating his mother, using his mother as a ‘tool’ in order to have a go at the help. She was a sleeping beauty mother. Here is a good spot to put another insidious evil older woman antic; it was when I was 24yrs old, when I was at work, designing and sewing, I would listen to the radio, and they were talking about yoga and how healthy it is for you, so I thought I should give it a try, and booked in to a little group I saw advertised, it was halfway between my place and work, and on the train line, so I could stop on my way home from work; it was $10 per session. So I went, and it was me and 5 other older women. Now, I didn’t have any alarm bells ringing when I went in, all was perfectly normal as far as I was concerned, but apparently, the alarm bells should’ve been ringing. There’s one thing I have learnt in my life, and that is older women do not like young 20-30 year-old women, I put it down to jealousy, but I do find it strange because I myself, now 47yrs, I’m really not threatened or certainly not jealous by young girls at all. I mean unless they’re behaving like a stupid dog or stealing, like the bimbo receptionist I mentioned in my Currajong clinic story, only then might I want to rip their heads off with a baseball bat. But other than that, just for being present, and young and pretty, it’s not a reason to be vexed about somebody. Maybe all the women at yoga group had husbands who had run off with younger women?? So, I got through the evening of yoga, I did not really speak much, I was still quite shy back then. I mean, well, maybe I was really bad at yoga? because, it was something about me that got to at least one of the older women, at the end she asked if I needed a lift anywhere, I said no, I was catching the train home, she said she would give me a lift to the station, I said no, it was only a block away, literally, I could see it from where we were standing. But she insisted, persistently, so she give me a lift to the station. I hopped in the car with this woman, she was tall, relatively skinny and had blonde hair. The train station came and went and she hadn’t dropped me off, “where are you going” she said she forgot, and would take me to the next one, but 10 minutes later, still no train station, “where are you going” she started kind of making some sort of weird excuse about the train lines, and how they join or something. She was not making any sense at all, and I was squirming in my seat, not that I felt threatened by her, it was just very odd . I think she ended up driving about 15km before she let me out at a train station, finally - but of course it was a station that was NOT on my train line, so I had to wait for the next train back to the city, then change platforms, and catch my train line back home. And it was about 9pm at night by this point. I’m not sure what her tactic was, and why she would want to drive me that whole way in the car with her, and then make sure I was at the wrong train line, what a rigmarole. I mean what possibly was her motive to do that? She did have blonde hair, so maybe she was just completely stupid?? What a loser. But I suspect she had an ulterior motive, which I was not aware of, and still am not aware of it today. But someone like that is bound to have an ‘inbalance’ in her head, due to poor nutrition growing up. Total weird female behaviour that is not quite normal. I’m just writing about it - too bad I didn’t get her name, I would love to have her name and photo so I can put it up here with the story. – See, this is what I’m talking about; get the names and photos of everyone you encounter, everyone. I hope that woman gets her comeuppance. Btw, I started doing some yoga 20 or so years later to help with back pain and muscles stretching, and every time I do it, I notice I start this incessant yawning!! – Too hard Too hard! Yes, exercising is now a bitch too! Now, about when I mentioned older women do not like younger ones, later on in my life, I found this also to be true, for instance I moved into a neighbourhood where there are a lot of elderly people, and me approaching my 50s, was still the youngest in the group (this happens a lot with me, I’m always the youngest, no matter how old I get, I’m still the youngest!) anyway these particular women always wanted to sit down and have tea parties with the street. After a couple of times, I realised it would be in my best interest, if I did not attend these tea parties. I can’t quite explain it, but I guess it would have to do with feeling used - using me to make themselves feel better. I figure I just have better things to do with my time then to give myself to them. Its high time I threw that female chitchat social norm out! Quite frankly, I perceive anyone whose got nothing better to do than just want to stand around and chitchat, as total lazy slackers, and not the kind of people that I would want in my life. I mentioned just above that I was shy, just another little quick story, when I was doing my fashion course at Hornsby, at the end of the year we put on a big fashion parade, we all had to model our own designs. And one of the girls, I didn’t really know her too well, but she was quite nice, and I do recall her name, Chiquita, quite unusual compared to where I was from, where most girls names were Kate, Sarah or Emma… Anyway, before we went on stage, she bought me a drink, and said I probably would need it! She must’ve thought I was too shy and nervous to take to the stage!! I thought it was quite funny, and since I didn’t really drink, (actually, I can’t remember if had it or not! Little did she know that I had done quite a few fashion parades by then, and was well familiar with the whole routine - it was simple girl fun, nothing to be nervous about! Still makes me laugh lol. Saboteurs are big in my life, at every turn they try to make me ‘lose’ (heaps of them work for Telstra too, they have caused many major problems in my life, they suck - I mean, I sum up what they do in 1 sentence, but the monumental problems that are caused from this communication bad behaviour is 100 essays worth, for example -they put my phone calls through to people I did not call, they have dogs who perv on me somehow, they call whoever I am going to call in advance just before I do, and manipulate them somehow, or they let the phone ring out or say “service not connected” when I know it is, like when I called Woollies that time (people they cannot manipulate). They send me text messages when I go in to town asking me if I want any help. They are the biggest perverts ever, worse than bimbo receptionists. Pure stupid dog behaviour -they’re fucked -fuck off you stupid little girls who are unhappily married, and so try to control me. Btw, their problem would be one of a sexual nature, maybe depraved or something? I’m no expert, but sex has something to do with it. I suspect they steal from me to, by passive aggressive ways, like putting lights on my car dash so I have to have service, then overcharging me at service to fix the lights, when there was really nothing wrong with my car electrics in the first place – incahoots, they are really guilty bullies. You know, I am outraged by cowards - if you’ve got something to say, leave a voice message or come and speak with me, if you can’t be bothered to do that, or are too cowardly, then just bugger off. So, but this has reduced since I now wear a bodycam everywhere, I go, I literally have to wear a camera EVERYWHERE I go (what is wrong with this country, the older I get the more fucked I realize Australia is) – but I avoid walking down the street, there is just too much harassment (from shop people too, still). And they are more passive now, and play the “RobinHood” Game – stealing for their friends by overcharging me. Aswell, I have to have cameras set up hidden in my house whenever I have leave it, so no Bunnings or Harvey Norman staff steal anything. DOGS (they turn off the power, so cctv is pretty much useless, but there are new technologies now for those old thieves.) I have women that follow me around and are obsessed with me, I call it the Little Girl Problem. Their main aim is to sabotage everything, like manipulate the situation to make me look bad and get me kicked out – I mean kicked out of my house/ community groups, kicked out of Facebook, Rav, eBay, you name it, whatever they can do to sabotage my daily life they will try and do it – they have an unhealthy obsession and they steal, and it has been going on for 20 years, going back to NEGS girls. (Not as bad at new location in QLD, but I will give you 2 examples of what they are like: on my About page, there is the story of the women who stopped by the roadside when she saw me planting trees, then later stole them – I mention on the photo exactly what I thought about her. Well just at that time I was contacted by the Tax dep, and I was audited, now then at that time, I was unemployed, so audited whilst not even bringing in an income! So, I filled out their forms (it does state if you earn less than xx amount you DO NOT have to lodge, - so I told them that again, reminded the tax people of their rule) they got back to me and said, they actually owed me money due to 11yrs prior I forgot to lodge when I was working and paying tax, so they sent me a check. So, when people set off ‘to get me’ like a cat chasing a mouse, -they end up sending ME a check! (Be warned, I have a lot of people trying to “get me”, fuck off, that includes all musicians too). Anyway, I personally believe it was that evil thieving bitch who stole my trees, who contacted the tax department, to try and “get me”, the bitch thief manipulated them. {Actually, that Tax Audit, happened when I was living at Tulcumbah, and the person I was paying rent to, I’m pretty sure, wasn’t declaring it to the taxman, so I’m not sure if that’s related, and they decided to target me instead of actually my landlord - which is who they should’ve been targeting. Or whether that woman who stole my trees on the Keepit rd at Tulcumbah, is friends with Brett Knapman, which is probably more likely, because Brett knapman is very opposed to trees - he is a farmer and a firefighter, and hates trees, go figure , idiot killing the planet} This has happened again too in QLD before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a forum talking and describing my garden (well boasting about my beautiful garden!) and the next thing you know, I was audited by human services, - this again would have been brought about by women on Facebook wanting to “get me” – of course it did not work, I do not steal from anyone or lie about my income to Centrelink or the tax department, just jealous women always trying to “get me”. (Unlike the drunken couch housewives on Facebook, I do not drink, (or really ever go out / eat out, nor have hungry mouths to feed) so I have money to spend on my garden and beautiful flowers– this really annoys them, such sinful jealousy .) And see how they leave the actual guilty rich people alone, and they only target people single women who don’t have much money anyway - this country has some truly dysfunctional people in it. Now that I think about this, I am fairly certain it has happened twice before aswell (?) I think Centrelink may now have a red flag next to my name stating “ this girl gets picked on by the community, she is not screwing us out of money, no need to do another audit” ! I do find it kind of ironic how most women have no idea how really stupid they are. If you are reading this and are woman: YOU have no idea how stupid you are. To further add to that, about people assuming I am a tax avoider, or pretend disability person, etc. I’ll give you another example; I invariably have to talk to my uncle because he is a great reference, as a renter, unfortunately you need numerous references, they are the bane of older adult life, when I was young, I did not need any reference at all, although I did have some, but I always got the rental and the job anyway! (Now there just seems to be QLD nazi rental bimbos) But anyway, my uncle is a retired magistrate, so he actually gives me a lot of credibility, as a single woman, I find I often do not have credibility. At one point I was having landlord problems and I was speaking to Chris, my uncle about it and immediately he jumped to conclusion, and implied that it must be my fault, and what have I done, and in fact the whole time we were talking, he really made quite a few suggestions of this nature. Quite offensively so, as typical of well basically anyone. But because we had to continually communicate, because he was helping me with this legal matter, it took me about 4 weeks of communicating via phone and via email, for him to fully understand, and it definitely wasn’t my fault at all, and it was most definitely the other persons fault 100% so! I did of course have to provide him with all of the evidence, like emails, - just as the same as I would provide the court, I provided him, before he believed me, it was only luck I had written proof. So, once he saw, NOT MY FAULT, he could easily help me write my Response, and the case was dismissed at the Bundaberg Court on Court Day. So, this is an example that I have to constantly battle, my whole adult life as a single female. Everybody assumes I’m to blame for any problem, I must be the criminal thief! I must be a drunk! I must be on drugs! And it’s always the other way around. ALLWAYS. It was the same when I was incarcerated against my will by the Bundaberg Mental Health greedy people, when I asked my uncle to phone and vouch for me. I’m pretty sure he assumed that if I was there, well then, I must be crazy. Back then, I could not put the time in, that it would take to prove to my uncle that indeed I was being victimised badly by the Bundaberg police, and mental health nurses and authorities - and basic bullies of society in Bundaberg. There is I think 1500km between my uncle and I, he has a life and a family, and I have my own life up here in Queensland. This situation, is another factor that has prompted me to write my blog, so people can truly see exactly what’s going on, and that in fact, I am not crazy, just single, and victimised because of this fact - mainly in the form of theft, but also by female nazi try hard wannabe bimbos in the form of verbal harassment. Also, I asked myself what is it about me that invokes all those people to “try and get me”, and I realized its mostly about other people wanting to be the hero; and to get rid of all the so called ‘badies’ – they are desperate for ‘badies’. But also its related to the girls who want to be able to discredit me as ‘crazy’ – as the attitude of “every one is out to get me” is considered a mental health issue, regardless of whether it is true or not. If you say that statement to a mental health worker, they would automatically not believe it as true, but something you have imagined IDIOTS. Plus if you are labelled with a mental illness, you certainly have no credibility anymore, and add further to that - this is kind of an understatement. Other people won’t want to be around you at all, let alone give you a job. It is total sabotage, and a discrediting, vindictive spiteful act to do. Just because I know all the dirty little secrets. And, Sharon Morgan is going to burn in hell. Staff at Hornsby MacDonald’s served up juice that had been urinated in. FightClub CopyCats HUGE problem. Actually, with that particular incident, Fight Club hadn’t come out yet. That problem was because of these idiots that hang out in gangs at McDonald’s, and they were walking into Maccas, a big group of them were walking in, and I drove past them (normally, actually there was a speed bump right there, so extra slowly) but, in my ‘black’ car with my ‘black’ hair, and I didn’t say hello or smile at them or wave at them in anyway, as I normally drive around; I didn’t know those people. I was just going to McDonald’s to get something to eat, and happen to pass a gang of young people. And those gang of ‘total idiots’, saw this woman in a ‘black’ car with my ‘black’ hair, and assumed that I must be the devil, and it was them that urinated in my orange juice, and fuck them, and I hope those Hornsby fucking idiots all get cancer and die. Stupid Stupid, honestly, it does not get much more stupid than that. (Those ones were probably the idiots who followed me at the Mt Anan botanical garden? And spat in my food, so I got sick – COMPLETE STRANGERS WHO HAVE NO LIFE and are scared of black) And blonde bimbo, pay attention here, this is an area of MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES IN YOUNG PEOPLE, this is another area that you could target alongside ‘stealing from people they don’t know’. Get into those schools and fix these little idiots. Why should I have a ‘ruined’ life, because of their stupidity? DO SOMETHING, stop picking on innocent mice types, and do something about those garbage people. (Btw, this was in the 90s before black cars were around {can you believe it} and I believe someone in the government was paying attention, and so put out a whole fleet of government black cars, in the hopes to acclimatise people to the colour black!) fuck, humans are stupid! Some clever people go about tackling racism on telly: they will bombard you with so many black people that you’re no longer be intimidated or scared or threatened by a black person. Same thing: people/cars!! lol Sushi sheets that taste like dogdo, Olive oil made from anything but olives, Over Salted butter (Because salt is cheaper than diary), Milk with all cream removed…the list of ‘costcutted’ foods goes on and on. Greed is fuelling the supermarkets. I took my car to JT Fossey Cars & Trucks in Tamworth, NSW for service – the mechanics cut my fuel line, placed a filter on it, so that when started, a portion of the fuel fumes was directed inside the car – stinking it up with fuel fumes – Seriously. (Still charged me full price, later I took it elsewhere to be fixed, I think they thought it would be funny - stupid idiots, they need to be sued, cocky stupid arrogant pricks – I am not interested – deal with it you little shit). Another time (see I had to take my car there because it was new, and you have to have specific services done by the specific manufacturer - because they charge a fortune) When I picked it up at the end of the day, he said he couldn’t fix the lights, (I am pretty sure they were not broken in the first place) so it was just after dark, and I had to drive home all the way to the farm, past Gunnedah, with no lights, how could they possibly think that was acceptable? In fact, I don’t even think it’s legal, and I am 100% sure he broke the lights specifically so I would not be able to see going home. On the highway to Gunnedah, I managed to just sit behind another car, obviously, they had their lights on, so I made it home no problems. (Btw, I’m still not sure if the person driving the car in front of me knew that I was there tail gating them, my car was black?) As I was coming home there was, what I thought, a bright star really low in the sky, burning super bright, it was so low, extremely low over my neighbours farm. Back then satellites weren’t really a thing, and I’m wondering what an earth it was, it was really to low and bright to be a star, possibly a satellite? I thought how could that possibly be a satellite, why would they put a satellite over my neighbour’s house like that. Then I thought it must be a star. No yes no yes, I couldn’t possibly conceive that it would be a satellite. But in retrospect, I can see it was definitely a satellite! Yeah – no, I still don’t know, maybe that neighbour somehow hoisted up a big light to show me the way!! This socially retarded behaviour by young male mechanics, doesn’t come down to a lack of disrespect on my part, (quite frankly) I’m getting tired of people telling me this kind of thing, is my fault. Fuck off, no it’s not - it comes down to arrogant men who get pissed off because I’M NOT INTERESTED in them, and so this is what they do, to retaliate, big head idiots - YOU’RE NOT GOD’S GIFT TO WOMEN YOU LITTLE SHITS. (I had to find an old man mechanic) Supermarket checkout chicks ripping you off at checkout - check your receipts over 12 months, you will see what I mean. (Big Hardware place does it too). Or maybe it’s just me they overcharge…. A lot of employers will not pay young people superannuation if they think they can get away with it, as a young person may not know their entitlements, they might not even get paid in full. (Female employers are the worst offenders) and what is wrong with secondary education – all that kind of thing should be taught in yr10, stuff about Super, Holiday pay, minimum wage, overtime. I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS INFORMATION IS NOT TAUGHT IN SCHOOLS I CAN’T BELEIVE IT. Not to mention a fashion designer I once worked for briefly, she refused to pay my final 4 days in work there, and then later denied I had worked there at all, this was designer Jodie Boffa, an exclusive fashion boutique in Sydney’s Paddington (this was some years, ago, not sure if she is still there, and of course social media was not around) It is my experience that the so called ‘well respected’ members of the community are often the scummiest. There is a café in Paddington, Sydney that needs to be blown up. It was placed there solely to see young women trip over the wonky pavement across the road before entering a boutique, for purposes of humiliation. Deliberate humiliation. FUCK YOU fuck off you predatory bullies. {There’s also a restaurant, I think it’s on Oxford Street, sooo long ago, that has a huge window in the ladies bathroom; at night you can’t see what’s out there - it’s disgusting and not private.} Women; wake up, you know, the fairy-tale “Sleeping Beauty” is based fully on real women who walk through their life half asleep. Don’t let other more strong-willed women persuade your mind (and some men too), don’t be one of those women who thinks she wins if only she can get you to change your mind about anything and every single bloody thing (That’s what STUPID women do, along with being a bitch to other women but in a sweet passive voice, so it is often not clear that they are being aggressive. I am outraged by STUPID women). (Thankyou to all the really smart women who have since been in touch!) So, a theory has been presented to me why blondes are completely stupid- turns out it’s not about the blonde hair, it’s about the big boobs. Young girls with big boobs are raped by their fathers- in the metaphysical world, at night when they are asleep (real). They grow up not wanting to remember, because it’s so repulsive, it makes them stupid. (Btw my dad, never raped anyone in this world or the metaphysical world) I know of men who do, there was one at Builyan, my next-door neighbour, he also could influence girls, and manipulate them by putting ideas into their heads, without being present. He was most disrespectful single man, and he is one of many. If you can’t get within 10 feet of a girl during waking hours, then the same applies when she’s asleep. (Who exactly sent me that house – just so wrong, and it was the only option I had – the only house available in the whole of Queensland, if that person is real, boy they need a slap in the head. And SEE how I didn’t have any control in the situation, and it didn’t work out. I had a plan before, it was perfect, and working out fine, but someone threw it out the window on my behalf, out of pure jealousy. They did not throw my plan out “ all for the best” - things didn’t work out for the better. This has been a common theme in my life, other people’s plans for me DO NOT WORK OUT. If David and Brenda had of been truthful with me, perhaps if I had of known I would have to move out in 2018, then I could’ve spent that whole time planning and thinking what I wanted to do, where I wanted to go. But NO, David and Brenda were only thinking about my rent money - they felt if they told me the truth, then suddenly I might up and leave, and they wouldn’t get any more rent, and they would not have put anybody else in that house. They wanted that rent income coming in until the property sold. Greed fuelled dishonesty. So, this was their fear, and their fear cost me. Time and time again I see this. How people lie and omit the truth; if you see an opportunity to say exactly what your plan is, in a truthful way, you should take it, and relish it, because this will enable your plan to come true, it is this very fact, in fact, that helps you fulfill your will. You are not doing yourself any favours by lying. Anyway, I stray again, so, WAKE up, don’t be afraid, this is not a crazy thing. Pay attention, be aware. I believe Beethoven was most famous for his rape song, Moonlight sonata, the first part of this puts women to sleep, the second part is about what Beethoven will do to the woman by passionately ravishing her. I love the Internet - it is another example where I can see the hand of God fighting the bullies. Thankyou Tim Berners-Lee and all those guys before him that helped the formation of the web. I believe, aside from obvious information and communication issues, there were a number of IT people who created it for people of all walks to have a “voice”. Some of those IT people were targeted when they were at school, by bullies, they were victims, and ashamed, and angry. So, they saw the Internet as a way to stand strong. It certainly has been true for me, it gives people who don’t have a voice, a platform to say what they have to say. So, this was very true in the beginning of the internet, but a lot of the internet, pretty much has been taken over by the powers that be, now. They have figured out how to oppress online now. I’m a perfect example of this, as have been banned from many social media websites. So, for the first few years it worked. Brilliant. Pay Attention, be aware: There are highly contagious viruses at Nursing Homes, Hospitals and Child Day Care Centres, -Including occupational ‘asthma’ and the very serious Glandular Fever or some such virus (?), which I personally believe leads to inflammation of the brain - memory loss - Alzheimer’s/Dementia. Not to mention pneumonia – this virus is a silent killer, once you get it, that’s it, you have it for life, and your body’s immune has a constant fight on its hand – weakening you. I also believe this is why there are so many dementia cases now, - so called health professionals encouraging this virus amongst the population (80% apparently carry the pneumonia virus) in order to build up an immune, and different DNA reacts differently to it, I recall my mother getting this virus or some such virus at the Alkira nursing home, way before she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s at age 48. (Signs showing of memory loss, years before diagnosis, but after she got that virus) - I have a very clear specific memory of when my mum got sick that time, because she didn’t usually get sick ever, infact the only time I’ve seen her sick was when she had gallstones, many years before (which I believe was from drinking bore water out on the farm, plus all the spinach she ate – she went through a whole spinach phase, spinach pies….). She was a total ‘health nut’ as I deemed her, she ate very healthily, and exercised daily (I believe this is why she lasted so long after diagnosis, 12 yrs. If only she knew, she could have treated herself to all those sweets, in fact she could’ve completely thrown caution to the wind, no need for a lean balanced meal consisting of meat and 3 veggies, every day, at all - bring on creamy beef stroganoff, creamy fettuccine, fatty beef roasts, creamy Au Gratin potatoes, chocolate mud cake, chocolate cheesecake, chocolate mousse…...pork crackling! Anyway, that day, she was wearing a cowl around her neck, and I said to her in my severe condemning voice (no sickness in my family thankyou) “what are you wearing that for” and she looked directly at me and she said I have this thing, holding her throat. I kind of shrugged it off at the time, but I know now exactly what she had, because ,when I got sick at the nursing home, the same thing happened to me, I now own at least 10 cowls, it seems to be one of the side-effects, you get a really sore neck and throat when it’s cold) After I (was forced by Centrelink Nazi bimbos under their total scam slave labour ‘work for the dole’ program - forced me to sign a paper saying if I got sick I wouldn’t sue them, -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs (total cunts who work at Centrelink – btw, someone suggested to me that it was only the staff from Centrelink who worked at Gunnedah, who are like this, but I possibly would not agree with that, as my experience at Parramatta, aswell as once in Melbourne, and one time on the Central Coast - all disgusting, females in charge. And one time, the female staff in Gunnedah, went and got a whole bunch of male thug types, to chastise a group of unemployed women, as a part of their so-called ‘activities’ for Centrelink. – Truly, you just can’t believe how disgusting these female animals are.) I know I am repeating myself here, but as you can tell, I was, and still am very angry about now being sickly. And this is exactly the type of evil thing that happens, when some woman (Centrelink) who is not listening, and is trying to control another woman, and who is squashing her ‘will’ – squashing my will. At the same nursing home where mom would visit, Alkira, (possibly evil, there, I recommend closing), I got sick, (age 34), and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever (?). Why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – Btw, the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. {note, India is becoming more and more westernized now as greedy pharmaceuticals realize the potential of a multi-billion person market. } It is not normal to get sick every winter – this needs to be addressed. In my opinion this virus should be the number 1 priority by scientists to be eradicated. – {oh, here we are now in 2020, and I believe something is being attempted to do something about it, covid19, YAH} (Oh, and some vitamin / mineral supplements cause cancer, I believe my dad’s pancreatic cancer was caused from a $400 bottle of nutrient solution -it’s like fertilizer (wrongly fertilize your plants, they keel over and die, same thing)- who sold him those $400 bottles?? $400 – EVIL PEOPLE OVERCHARGE LIKE THAT) later, a birdy informed me, those bottles were given to him deliberate. Save the planet, stop breeding like rabbits, seriously. (Mothers with only one child make the best mothers. If you can’t afford to feed your child you should not have had kids and thus are stupid. (Thieving bloody single mothers, I have had it up to here and beyond with you) I firmly believe no woman can physically handle more than 2 anyway, there is not enough hours in the day to tackle ALL a child’s physical and emotional needs, aswell as guide, teach, care and feed, it is only ego that drives people to have more than 2. So, stop it for the good of the planet, and the good of a balanced child . Really, I try not to ‘boss’ people around and tell them what to do, – but this is just so obvious, and hardly any mothers know it. BTW I would never chastise a mother being a single mother or for having more than 2 kids. They have made their choice, they have to live with it, their life will be hard enough. The point of this paragraph is to say to women, your life would make much more sense and be much easier, if you choose not to have any or no more than 2. Plus didn’t have kids without a supporting partner. Choose how to live. I suggested to Coles supermarket that they ought to be offering meat discounts for those women who don’t have kids – a just reward for saving the planet. My cat died from spot on flea treatment (Mast Cell Tumours) CANCER according to $400 biopsy and coward vet. Dentists will tell you all sorts of problems you have to get your money. (Same with Vets, Mechanics….) of course not all – they really need to put CCTVs on the ceiling at dentists to monitor work. And since I put this up, I have noticed mechanics - young boys, now overcharge bigtime - they stupid. Related to Telstra. Doctors are perverts (a child needs to be accompanied by both parents at Dr visit) -actually I would further say a child needs to be accompanied by at least 1 parent at all times, a parent who pays attention. (Including in the classroom, if you child is of slight frame and shy, he/she will be victimized by the teacher). Teachers get off humiliating kids (Debbie Croft, Tydd, Hill, Gunnedah NSW - they used to have staff meetings to come up with ways to humiliate me specifically) I honestly don’t know how teachers and some parents can get things so wrong in this day and age of information and education. (Public schools JUST SAY NO) YOU CAN’T USE ME FOR YOUR PERSONAL POWER TRIPPING YOU twits. I am beginning to think Gunnedah has a problem, especially amongst the rich, that try to ‘outwill’ one another – a game. I have been attacked by dogs 5 times in my life (only 5 times by the canine species - countless other times by the human variety of DOG). I will describe one here; I ventured over to my country neighbours farm by horseback one day, about a horse – they knew who I was, I had been there a week or so before with my other neighbour discussing horses and kittens. I jumped down off my horse and walked the 4 or 5m under the patio to the back door, in that time, their dog was there and looking like it would attack, I called out to see if anyone was home, then the dog did attack. I screamed bloody Mary, and it released itself and ran away (I am a slight person (was), but I have a scream like you would not believe), but then I heard a voice, the owner, Mrs Finlay was just sitting at the open window literally 1m away from me, she would have seen the whole thing unfurl from the moment I jumped off my horse, yet she did not call off her dog. She used her dog as a puppet. That woman is plain evil and she does not deserve to live. (She’s probably a 3rd born). Must add for all the bimbos who read that, then accused me of being evil, the kind of evil that only a dog can see!! NO you idiots, those 5 dogs were not a good judge of character. THEY JUST HAVE EVIL BITCH OWNERS. Otherway around. By the way, that evil woman, still tried to sell me her horse, and when I went down the paddock with my bruised leg, the horse, I could see was like really old, he even had grey hair all over his face, like he was very very old, not just a little bit past his prime. Unbelievable these farmers, several hundreds of dollars she wanted. Although I was reminded of dad many years ago, when he moved to the country, after living in Sydney all his life, he purchased a couple of horses for the kids, and some farmer sold him a very old horse. Dad would not have known any better or probably just wouldn't have minded anyway, because he wanted quiet horse for the kids - but that horse, called Strawberry, died the following week. In my opinion, it was definitely a farmer scam knowing a city person would not know the difference. I know dad wouldn't have seen it that way. Just chance he would have thought. I bet the same farmers who sold him that horse whispered on the farming network to Mrs Finlay, sell her that horse, she won't know the difference, she's Dick Bieman's daughter! Well too bad!! I did notice the difference and you can shove your evilness up your arse, you disgusting farming people. He also bought another horse that was an albino, pink eyes and all, so weird looking. She did not last long either. 11. Centrelink Nazis (This contains strong emotional language; if you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen) I can’t begin to explain the monumental problems I’ve had when going to Centrelink. The girls that work there are the most revolting creatures I’ve ever encountered, worse than the electric companies and worse than the female staff at Melbourne hospital, so pretty bad. I’m sure I have enough dirt on Centrelink that I could close the whole thing down! I mean that bad. From stalking me, following me home, to excessive wait times (5hrs once, all day). Rude, condescending communication at the counter. One time I received a letter from Centrelink which was so revolting in his bullish, arrogant and powertripping gestapo nazi way, that I was determined to go there the next day and demand to know who wrote it. It was on my desk ready, only when I went get it - it was gone. Someone had actually broken into my house and taken this incriminating evidence that was sent to me (the girl later at Centrelink told me it was an automated letter– as if. Lying cunts). If somebody went and got a bomb, then dropped one on ALL of the Centrelink offices across Australia; I shall be laughing and singing; hooray hooray the witch is dead. The people that work at Centrelink need to be shot. They have no idea how to behave socially how to be respectful and how to do their job. Now, I always have my camera recording, this has made a HUGE difference, my life is somewhat bearable now. Infact one of the biggest area where body cams, and taking photos of people, naming and shaming them online, has been the most helpful and effective, has been dealing with Centrelink. Centrelink are such dodgy lying power tripping female cunts. It is beyond comprehension how they can live with themselves. They must be feeling soo guilty by now. But getting their photo and their names and preferably recording all interactions, is really an absolute necessity - they ideally need to be held accountable, because they have gotten away with basically attempted murder. Also, that first day when I was at Parramatta, my passport was stolen, and at around that same time, my birth certificate was stolen out of my flat. So that was 1994, first items that were stolen. (Reported to police, they can’t do anything). I suspect those thefts were related to the types of people I was forcefully encounted with, at Parramatta Centrelink, due to having to wait there for 5 hours. Back then (1994) Centrelink offices were packed, for some reason the staff liked to keep all the unemployed together waiting in lines – total time wasters, infact that seemed to be their main aim, to waste low incomes people’s time. CONDASCENDING CUNTS {I am not excluding the staff from the passport/birth certificate theft, infact more likely to be them. DOG NETWORK who wrought the system}. One time I went there, parked in their carpark out front, (Gunnedah one) while I was in there, someone tampered with my car, so when I returned, it did not start, and those nasty bitches at the counter, refused to allow me to use their phone to call the mechanic or a lift. FUCK I HATE THEM; they seriously need to be shot, especially the ones from Gunnedah in the early 2000’s, {but I have had Australia wide problems at different Centrelink locations since the 90’s. They are all cunts. The people who stalk me constantly are related to Centrelink offices, somehow. Actually, that office moved from its original building OPPOSITE THE POLICE STATION, to this other strange place with a small 3 car park in front of it. I think that is the reason why they moved! so they could fuck up peoples cars; anyone who has a car?? (they did not want the police to see them tampering with my car). Unbelievable stupidity on behalf of the little people who work for Centrelink. Non thinking government workers who discriminate against unemployed people. I'm entitled to WHAT I'm entitled to - deal with it you stupid little 3rd born retards. I have very clear memories of the staff at that Gunnedah Centrelink, and it is without question that those staff were pure evil and definitely responsible for the tyrannical Nazi harassment, they should be locked up with the key thrown away. Later, I put in complaints about any tyrannical behaviour, but that made no difference, they ignore ALL complaints. And in QLD, not only do they ignore, but they retaliate with some sort of punishment for making a complaint. THEY ARE DISGUSTING PEOPLE. One time, after the usual ignore me complaint, I put in a complaint to my local MP about them, just relaying what they do. After that, the Gunnedah office again moved location, and got all new staff, at greatly reduced number of staff; from 50 young girls in the office to 3, and no young girls at all infact. Plus, they introduced Jobs Providers, a different situation for unemployed people; they changed the reporting format-instead of going to Centrelink now, jobseekers are made to go to jobs providers, but still the whole process is a power tripping exercise for employees of Centrelink, it is run by women who know how to wrought the system, on one occasion I had my $800 bonus stolen. {Incidentally since everybody else in Australia received that bonus of $800, including dad - dad purchased a $800 new LED big screen TV with it. And it wasn’t shortly after that, when he died, and I inherited his big $800 TV. But, a few years later, when I was relocating, yet again, and the TV was out on the Veranda for a couple of weeks, until I found a good spot for it, and in that couple of weeks somebody vandalised and broke it. I suspect it has something to do with jealousy, because it was a huge TV, and here I was, very poor, yet I had this big TV, it incensed somebody enough to literally break it.} Someone later told me, it was not Centrelink who stole the $800, but the bank, CBA; they just did not put it the money in my account or removed it - and that’s why Bonus’s now, are given in the form of electricity rebates. After they changed the format, it was much better, but soon enough the jobs providers saw how they now could wrought the system too. I assume then, well I know, that the evilness was not addressed (no incarceration with the key thrown away) which is why I still have problems from them? massive problems from 2020 onwards with jobs providers stalking me. Again, with the weird phone calls. Seriously, you have to take action with these people, you can't just turn a blind eye. {2024 harassment from Centrelink by phone, re medical certificate; fairly certain it was some little bitch from Gunnedah – stalking me at Mackay}. And I want to quickly mention here the total scam Work for The Dole- this is slave labour; there are no ifs and buts about it. Those people are unemployed, that means NO MONEY – yet Centrelink want them to work for NO MONEY. The most stupid philosophy ever. And, if you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional, DELUSIONAL, D-E-L-U-S-I-O-N-A-L. It is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell – as I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs – that was their sole intention, to get me sick. There was someone stalking me when I lived at Tulcumbah, she was the main one who wanted me to get sick. I do not know who that blonde bimbo was, but I suspect she worked for a politician?? And was the same one who refused my Aus study when I was 18. At the same nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever I think it was that, it may have also been Epstein virus at same time? Or Pneumonia? Or all 3 -because of the ongoing side-effects from this virus, many years later, I was advised by some smarty-pants, that it's pneumonia. (Some non-thinking female workers let their kids roam-free there, so playground virus’s too). Why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – Btw, the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Dementia or Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here at Gunnedah, I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. It’s like I developed an allergy to cold weather. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus (although pesticides are proving to be a big contender in that blame game). Looking back at this instant, and a few others when I have been sick, I can see the correlation between being treated disrespectfully, and getting sick. One seems to go hand-in-hand with the other. I wrote a whole story about it, somewhere on this blog. I was forced to move from Gunnedah as it was too cold for me; I blame Centrelink for basically ruining my life. I had it all sorted with my business of selling seeds and plants, I had spent a small fortune building it up; by now as I update, I would also be selling teas/ herbs and my essential oil. I just suspect the whole reason I had to move after David and Brenda sold their farm was because of Centrelink. I honestly don't know how those women who work at Centrelink can be so stupid…they treat other people who they think are inferior to them like they can make no decisions for themselves - they are beyond arrogant and stupid. BTW, I have just discovered that if you’re on unemployment benefits and that if you have a baby- they will put you on a pension for 7 years, this is an automatic thing, which means that you won’t have to do any reporting. This is why there are so many bastards and stupid bitches that steal from me, because what woman wouldn’t want to put an end to the bullying stalking and harassment that goes on at Centrelink by those bitches? - and they can do it just by having a baby. So aside from primary school teachers it is Centrelink who perpetuates evil in this world. {DO NOT HAVE A BABY FOR THIS POINT – THAT IS STUPID AND NON LONG TERM THINKING}. The Australian Government did not pay my Aus study when I was 18 and entitled, yes, entitled, that’s what we do in this country, to encourage thinkers, because they had heard (there’s that Dog Network again), that I had gone to private school, so assumed that I must be rich, and not entitled to Aus study - PATHETIC, how naïve are those stupid bimbo girls that work there. 3/4 of the parents that send their kids to private school, are battlers - the main reason they are sending their kids there is ‘education’. Education is a priority - they pinch and string together their weekly budget so they can send their kids to good schools (everyone’s heard the tales of what goes on in the classrooms of public schools). But those parents are from the same community, work in the same sectors, as those who have kids in public schools, the only difference is ‘education’ is the priority. Obviously, there are some very wealthy kids aswell (this is a democratic country after all, well, meant to be). There are all sorts of types at Private school. Anyway, when someone is of age – 18, they are entitled to Aus study, regardless of what their parents income is. So, I hate to say it, but this is discrimination; prejudice and bias against those, who people think have money -and not necessarily do. A case of rumour has it. Stupid female Centrelink staff. Because, my parents DID NOT have a huge income anyway, Dad worked for the dep of Ag, and mum did not work (at that point, she was a nurse before she married and did a little more home nursing while I was school) – so, I would have been eligible to receive Austudy, but the stupid dog at the counter even refused (she was such a bitch) to give me a form to fill out and apply. So, Centrelink records show NO REJECTION. Now, at that time, I told my flatmate that Centrelink refused to give it to me, and she would have told her friend (the call-girl/David Jones make up girl, plus those 3 guys who hung around – so I believe, all those people suddenly thought I was super rich, as I could not get Austudy, and were involved in the burglary we had at that time, and possibly all the thefts from me – SUCH FUCKING STUPIDIDTY, FROM NOT ONLY CENTELRINK BUT my supposed friends – not that I classify those people as my friends (they are obvious scum thieves), but they were in my life back when I was 19, for a brief 6mnths or so. These thefts have ruined my life. I cannot do anything because of it – such irony, it is Centrelink who has prevented me from working. SURROUNDED BY MORONS. They need to be sued over this - but do you think any Australian lawyer will step forward - as if; those hopeless whipped cowards. And by the way, and this next part was deleted, I have had to rewrite it here again; my friend at Tafe, in the 2-year Associate Diploma fashion course, was from Hong Kong, her parents owned a prominent jewellery business in Hong Kong city. Her father and brother lived there still and worked it. Her mother and she had moved to Australia for the point of study, and were living in their own home in Ryde. She received Aus study. And I was not allowed Austudy, even though her family were quite wealthy, certainly wealthier than mine. Obviously that same stupid Centrelink staff who said no to me, saw my friend was Chinese and said ‘yes, you must be poor’ – you can get it. Stupid. The Australian government and Centrelink are an abomination. Burn in hell female bimbo Centrelink dogs. {The problems I mentioned here, don't anywhere near cover the number of other problems that I haven't even written about. I can assure you, my accusations are justified.} You can see from the very beginning of my adult life, nothing ever just worked out. And if you read all my blog, you will clearly see it gets much worse. I really hope by ranting and raving about this, it’s made a difference and that some girl who’s just like me with working class parents, who turns up Centrelink at 18, doesn’t get refused, so from the very beginning, she can have a good start to her adult working life. (I have heard, it has, there have been changes, whether that’s is true?) Btw – they are still paying for their mistake. Side bar, this assumption of wealth, is also related to people getting overcharged electricity each quarter, same thing, with people (bimbo women) assuming a certain family is wealthy, and so overcharging them. Basically, it is 2 factors that are the bane of my life, and its Centrelink, and the thieves, which for all I know could be the same people. You know Centrelink - you really should not be having this much impact on my life - it is not YOUR LIFE. Wake up. I would like to add as another little side bar here, because it’s not just girls from Centrelink, some of my friends assumed that my father must’ve been paying for me when I was living in Sydney, and he did agree to pay my rent when I was studying for 2yrs, and a $20 per week food allowance which also had to stretch to Course supplies. After 1 yr I asked him to buy me a futon, he agreed. I still have it, and love it. Most girls in same boat as me could receive rent assistance with their Aus study, but like I mentioned, I wasn’t able to get the badly needed Austudy. (I starved those 2 yrs). $20! After I finished the 2yr Diploma course, I was on my own, no more rent money from dad, I stayed with my aunt for a couple of months, then lucky I got a job and found a unit – with my aunts help. I am guessing she did not want a hungry starved 20yr old hanging around! Although for my birthday that year, in October for my 21st, I requested Dad purchase me an aquarium for my unit at Pendle Hill near Bonds, which he did! (Probably should’ve asked him for a washing machine, but you know, young girls….) And a couple of years later I asked him if he would go guarantor for my car loan through Nissan finance, which he agreed to, so he didn’t have to pay for anything, but he just had to state for the record if I was unable to make payments he would cover the loan - but of course he did not have to do that, I am a responsible person and always pay my own debts. (Although Nissan finance and CBA totally screwed me with interest rate). Ended up paying $26000 for a $13000 car. (They included the first year insurance without really telling me, or me understanding; as under 26yr old, insurance premiums are EXTREME. OMG, when the next year came round I got a big shock!! What!!!) Some people have since compared my situation to the phrase “teaching someone to swim by throwing them in the deep end”. Then 30yrs later after both my parents had died, I inherited money from the sale of Dads house in Gunnedah, minus a few depts and fees, then divided by 4 (4 kids). I then just sat back and watched everyone steal it from me anyway, - you know there’s nothing I can do when people are overcharging me. And later if I needed to sell something, buyers would only pay like $2 for a $1000 object. Where were all these 2nd hand items when I needed to make purchases? – I frequently had to buy a brand-new. (Except at the Gunnedah Tip Shop – thankyou thankyou) but really, life is a series of years of being totally screwed. Fuck you all. You know that expression “save the women and children” – well, not me! Maybe it’s just been my life where nothing ever works out, I’m not sure. It worked out for my parents, except they both died young (I personally believe they died young because they liked to think of everyone in society as “good”, they refused to believe about evil wicked ways of people – they just wanted to be ‘positive’ all the time). This is ultimately NOT HEALTHY. I’m writing about it in the hopes to make people aware of the problems vulnerable people go through. BTW, I want to mention, the fact I went away to school, also stopped me from getting a job in the local community, at the Coop, they gave preference to candidates from the local High School - that business went broke a few years later. Private / Public, it’s a definite ‘thing’. As far as I was concerned, I went to school, and I was punished for going to school. I just thought of something that worked out - when I moved to Rangari, that first year I planted dozens of trees / shrubs / fruit trees/veges, and that year and the following year, we had massive floods all throughout Australia and basically, I didn’t have to water any of my plants for that couple of years, which was absolutely brilliant, and a total godsend - it was like I was meant to be there, and I was finally on track in life. Unfortunately, 10 yrs later, once again in my life, an interfering bully ruins my life - the property sold, and straight away I was asked to leave. Life snatched away. Money snatched away. Good health and food snatched away. My hometown snatched away. I was ‘Cast out’ of my life. This country is run by bullies and is just full of bullies. It is my experience that unemployed people are not the threat to this country by any means, it is the well-connected, well-paid bully staff there that have no respect for any of the people on welfare and treat them in most cases worse than criminals, it is them that are a threat to the democracy of this country, it is them who enforce oppression, which, by the way, is still huge today- it’s not just something that happened in the last century. Why they employ ‘dog personalities’ is beyond my comprehension -a dog will chase its pray until it is dead, they are not people that are fit to work anywhere, let alone at Centrelink where there are many vulnerable people. Also, Centrelink and government staff would have NO IDEA about the kind of issues I personally have to deal with – they are clueless of reality. CLUELESS. One thing I’ve noticed that Centrelink staff (or jobs providers) do, and actually this is not restricted to Centrelink department; I find a lot of government departments do this, but well I will stick to my personal experience with Centrelink here; in the past I have had to do various activities or workshops or meetings, something for Centrelink, always with the nazi threat “if you do not attend your payments will be cut”. (And they have cut it numerous times, without reason, I have had to FIGHT them, to get want I am entitled to. Antagonistic CUNTS). So, with those situations that I have to attend, or spend time doing, I never get paid - Major strong feelings of their wasting vast amounts of my time, getting me to run through RIDICULOUS HOOPS. But what mainly annoys me, and is the motivation of these people, all of them involved are getting paid a big salary. Yet I don’t get paid at all - like these dogs are using me for money, and I have no choice in the matter. It’s like they want unemployed victims, so they can be used to make money, and power trip over, it’s really a very sick cat and mouse game they play. They are sickoes who have mental health problems. Such irony. BTW, treating unemployed people with such disrespect, is not confined to Centrelink staff. I find the whole of general community of Australia treat unemployed people with such contempt and such hatred, as if the unemployed were serial axe murderers with a deadly contagious skin disease that they might catch if they show any respect towards them. The cluelessness and such willingness to jump on a hateful bandwagon is done with such a clear intention, it’s like they enjoy hating so much, and the desire to have a common enemy is so overwhelming for them, that they totally ignore common sense, it is shameful, I am embarrassed for them. I believe this attitude is mostly perpetuated because there are so many multiple child families in this country, and it's a 3rd born, 4th born etc thing. 3rd borns, especially female ones who have difficulties applying commonsense, always think that somebody else has it better than, and they are missing out. So, for them, they feel if they didn't have to work, their life would be better, so then seeing an unemployed person, its automatic envy - they're completely stupid, and everyone should start NOT having more than 2 kids. Honestly, it couldn't be any clearer in my mind, that any more than 2 is absurd. And I think that mentality reaches out to all working Australians too, as I've noticed this thing in life, as an old adult now, when I encounter new people, the main aim of each person that I meet, is for them to tell me how hard they work, and that they hardly ever get any breaks, and they hardly make enough money, plus all the costs have gone up!! Pretty much every person and in fact, tells me this. It is their main aim to tell me, and make sure it is clear, that they work harder than anyone else. I think it is some sort of competition? To skyte about who works the hardest! {But I'm fairly certain, I mean, just a sneaking suspicion, in a lot of cases, it's not entirely accurate}, in fact in some cases, it's far from accurate I’m sure. But they fear being victimised like an unemployed person. Fear is their motivation. I have no fear.  You know in Papua New Guinea, that government pays whole communities to do nothing but breed. One man, I saw; 2 wives, 8 kids and no job! One woman; 25 grandchildren, no jobs in the remote area at all!! They don’t have to answer to any stupid power tripping Centrelink cunt. “Attend your appointment! Work for no money!” As if – it’s their culture!! {Maybe the Papua New Guinea government should explain to them about condoms. Maybe there should be free condoms sent out to all communities. Such financial costs, due to not wanting to talk about sex and condoms!!} Well, the Australian people ought to be grateful I don’t have any kids! I noticed there are certain individuals who work in Centrelink that do not want people on unemployment benefits to work part time, one day or two days a week. Because that money is allowed by Centrelink rules, there’s a certain amount of money you can earn before your deductions get cut off or reduced – most staff encourage this. And so, there’s other people (female ofcourse), who work at Centrelink, who don’t want recipients to receive any extra income. (Defying their own rules). Those particular staff members want unemployed people to be working without pay only. Their attitude is disgusting and some of them go to great lengths to get recipients fired, or they sabotage them in some way, so that they don’t receive any additional income other than the Centrelink benefit. They work in conjunction with QLD Police – stalking recipients and issuing fake fines to steal back any income made x 3. I’ve had female staff members from Centrelink follow me across town, and stalk me online -they are disgusting, not to mention stupid. They want people on unemployment benefit (which btw is $327 less than the Pension/ Disability Pension per fortnight, to only receive THAT amount, and no more) I believe these bimbos who follow me around and have sabotaged my eBay account so I cannot work my part time business there? They are absolutely tyrannical. They try to get politicians on board with them, and in Mackay – they have; stupid politicians. My uncle thinks it is lack of money that motivates the fury in my blog, I really never thought about it, I shall think about it now; and actually, not having money is NOT the issue for the motivation of this blog. I left the workplace due to bullying, and it was my decision that I would be better off being poor, then to have to put up with the revolting female dogs. It was an obvious choice, it was not difficult to make, it was an obvious right choice. No other path to tread. Back then, I don’t even think it was learning the ‘understanding of how the world works,’ and seeing how pretty much unfair and injust it is, even contributed to my decision. It was purely about the bullying. I was still paying my car off back then so had very minimal money – but not fazed by this at all, just glad to finally have some peace. So now, and especially since Centrelink realized this issue, and decided to pick up where the workplace bullies left off, (bully cunts), it is the stealing of petty items with little monetary value, and the torment via harassment/stalking, that I receive out in public, the sign people, that is the root cause of the fury in this blog; the thefts, harassment, and general disrespect, and being made to feel like a victim are the main fury. - set off by Sharon Morgen and Gov mental health people. Such irony. But, since I have been on low income for many years now, I realise it probably is something I SHOULD BE complaining about! If I look up the pension and pension disability rates - it’s extremely difficult living on $327 less than the typical pension. I mean how many times do you hear pensioners complaining about how little money they have? (a lot). Compared to my income, a pensioner is rich! Plus, I know 2 women slightly older than me by a couple of years or so, who both receive disability pension, and they have nothing wrong with them. Considering how much they use me and my moral compass – it is blatant theft! I guess it goes along the same lines as a fighter - a fighter would be complaining a lot about the lack of money. So, I’ll just put it quietly here now. I’m complaining. {you try being forced to relocate 8 times in 7 years, and lose all horticultural items that I purchased with dads house sale…}. Theres nothing stopping me, I complain; but they try to stop me. Emily Ban-man. Would having more money put an end to the theft? Would having more money in the past enabled no thefts at all? and no harassment at all? can’t say for certain but I pretty much doubt it - because I don’t feel the theft is about the monetary value, it’s about tormenting me. The same way a stupid little third born would torment it’s older sibling. The people who steal from me, must be third borns, that haven’t grown up. (Stop breeding you stupid selfish mothers.) When are women going to stop having more than two kids?? About the disrespect issue, as I know that there are people who are disrespectful if they just see someone as unemployed, thinking them as hopeless lazy losers, but I can assure you I’ve done monumental good things for this country, that most people will never know. I mentioned before don’t judge a book by its cover, I’ll say it again, don’t judge a book by its cover. When those people die, they will be able to look back on their life, and see, what fucking idiots they were. (hopefully!) I want to quickly mention the Jobs providers, on more than one occasion, they put in people from my past, not real acquaintances, but bullies from my past. (Fakers, not helpful people who will be able to find jobs for others. Unkind people – a game for the centerlink cunts). Btw, on the pie chart, the amount of money the gov spends on unemployment is a teeny tiny fraction compared to ALL other sectors. ALL! It is pensioners that take up the largest piece of that pie when it comes to tax payers money. Plus, there are many government departments who have workers receiving salaries, and they do absolutely ‘muckall’, all day long. I’ve had some people tell me that their whole entire department has been bogus, they all just turn up, then take-home pay-packets for doing nothing. And because those people have families/kids, and are in need of an income coming in, no one really does anything about it. Apparently, it has been going on since the 50’s. So, if anyone should complain about someone who is unemployed and receiving the very lowest of low incomes, just remember all those people on salaries that do muck all, all day long, and take home upwards of $80,000/yr. I just saw a story on ABC news; Jeff Hunt suspended with pay for 2 years while he was investigated for recruitment misconduct, at a Sydney College. He was found guilty and resigned. So, he was paid for 2 years on a higher education salary, for doing nothing, paid for 2 years for doing nothing. Nothing! Excuse me government, but I would like to be paid a high salary for doing nothing too, fairs fair. I think a quick mention here, for unseen work that I do. I do visibly sell my seeds. I have an ABN number, I lodge tax return evry year. I plod along with the work I do, it just does not pay much – but someone has to do it, and I have been elected. But there are people who work for the government who use me and my knowledge, my observations, and my skills. I can see my contributions reaching far across Australia, and nobody at the government pays me for those attributes. The greedy blonde dogs – steal everything. I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I was extremely healthy, I’ve never been sick, I don’t get sick, I’m not a sickly person - both my parents were never sick throughout the whole lives (except as I’ve mentioned, mum had gallstones). So, the fact that I was really healthy AND low income, really pissed her off. I mean unhealthily so, like a psycho. So Centrelink jobs provider got paperwork and said if I did not sign this, my payment would be cut, the girl who gave me that paperwork was not a short blonde girl, she was some girl I’ve never seen before with big hair (just like that Chyro in that Seinfeld episode! – the old fashioned haircut!)- she was another female who is part of the dog network, just like that other short blonde, but if you just keep ‘deliberate’ sickness in your mind, and then see all the other things that I’ve mentioned about swapping high class items over for low class - it’s a very clear pattern that is forming, clearly showing deliberate persecution and sabotage in Australia. It is most definitely driven by stupid little girls. It is not just the way life has worked out. I have an update on the Centrelink nazis; They have advised me yesterday that I can get a medical certificate which means that I don’t have to run through hoops for a jobs providers, meaning I don’t have to do their appointments and whatever else they want. So, they have done this, so that they don’t have to give me Disability Payment which is $330 more than my current income, so even though they have acknowledged my medical conditions (albeit asking me and my Dr to fill out incorrect form first (see – and pay an additional $150 at podiatrists – see their tactics, that’s what they do HOOPS whenever they can)) if you receive that medical certificate for 3 yrs, then, according to their own rules I would be entitled to disability. But they have come up with this loop hole, or changed rules, to get out of paying me that additional $330 more. So, I cannot work, and still unable to pay medical treatments. This is just another area in my life where I’m being victimised, and another area that I’m going to be pissed off about. They are true thieving cunts and I hope they burn in hell; my jobs provider is also to blame, who it was prob her that manipulated that Dr into lying about a fake breast tumour? And out of nowhere, a jobs provider called me, male, for once, and started harassing me for no reason, and cut my pay for no reason. But then on telly, they kept putting images of these two people, a couple that I encountered briefly when I was 17, from Sydney, showing them holidaying all over the world, and I don't know if it's them or someone that just looks like them; but the guy who called me and verbally harassed me on the phone, well it sounded like that guy? Their names were Christina, and, actually, I don't even know her boyfriend’s name - they could be married by now, Christina's surname was Alan. I don't know what they have to do with the price of eggs in China; but clearly more people who need to be told to fuck off? FUCK OFF. More hoops to get money switched back on. And then switched off again, to reset the “3 years”, that they ignore anyway. I just realised I’ve written all of this, and have not mentioned the phone calls; Monumental problems extend to phone calls; if I have ever needed to phone Centrelink over the years, OMG, pure vileness in their disgusting rude Nazi behaviour. Basically, a total abuse of power seems to be the common thing in Australia amongst not only government workers but the private sector too (little Nazis. WE AREA MEANT TO BE A DEMOCRATIC COUNTRY) Some governments create armies to defend its country; the Australian government create dog armies to fight against its own people – cockaninnies. (I am not really a political person; I only occasionally ever watch the news due to all the furphies). Speaking of fake news, I noticed back in 2015 or so, if the movie industry was abuzz with their current movie inprogress, then the news people catch a hold of the story line, and then create a fake news, about that same storyline. This comes down to laziness – you have to get “out there” and find real stories! Now, I do not claim to be have special unique gifts that allow me to detect a lie, but as one gets older, things are way more easy to see, and one is usually less gullible. One morning watching the news, around the same time, there had just been an explosion in the street, in America, but then suddenly out of nowhere, there happened to be at least 200 people all wearing identical Fluro yellow shirts – now, I know, women can be organized, but there is not a chance in hell that within 10 minutes of a street explosion there suddenly would be 200 people standing by ready to provide support all wearing the same new coloured uniform. Fake news. The motivation here would have been employment for those 200+ people, just the same as employment for the fake news in regards to all those single mothers at the old Limbri school. The tv industry has so much money they don’t know what to do with it. Fake news, but still at the general public’s expense; it’s a disgrace – lying, deceitful perpetrators of evil. {There are heaps more, but I will not list them all} One more thing, I don’t know if it’s just me, or if anyone else experiences this but when I call any business, big business especially; the call centre person seems to always just want to muck me about, like put me on hold for 1 ½ hrs, or say one thing, then the next time you call, say the exact opposite, so lie and evade the initial query (honestly, some girls really appear retarded). In my younger years I used to listen to a song writer, Ani Difranco, her words to one song seem to resonate whenever I get off the phone from some such business ”Make them pay”. So, as I get older and more assertive, I realize I can actually do something about it and with the help of certain consumer departments here in Australia, I have done just that: Telstra $2500 x 3, CBA $300, AGL $200, Coles $155, and I’m only just warming up. (Girls at Harvey Norman, your next) (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) Lately I have noticed if each staff member has a mandatory survey at the end of the call, where the caller can leave feedback, then the call centre girl or boy usually goes out of their way to be nice and respectful, and solve the inquiry. So, I think all companies should do this. Save the planet and get a Bidet!! So here is a good spot to reiterate, how writing this blog has stopped completely or reduced whatever the torment has been. So, it’s been so nice not having so much harassment from girls in the neighbourhood at Gin Gin, although they still do it, in their way. In fact, I hardly go anywhere, I do most of my shopping online. I used to regularly go to the post office as a part of my business, but I use couriers now. When I went to the post office, I was having problems with them aswell, and when I started wearing a body cam and posting online, that problem stopped too, although they later banned me and called the police to my place with a written letter stating I would be arrested for trespassing if I ever attended the local post office again; how nazi putrid are they? {I explain later about that}. Anyway, this blog, truly the best thing I’ve ever done. You know, I’ve had people steal from me or harass me in some way, sometimes, I know who they are, and I write about it. Later that person will go out of their way to be overly nice, or maybe buy a packet of one of my native seeds for $3.70. – But then expect me to remove what I had written previously - well that’s not how it works, human nature does not work like that. Example; two people standing side-by-side, one person takes a baton and dongs the other over the head, and then they turn around to the person and say “oh sorry”. It’s like the person who donged them, now expects the other person to forgive them, and not grab the baton and dong them back. Maybe this attitude of attack/apologize/forgive, stems from childhood where siblings fight, and mother says “go and apologise to your brother (or sister), and so, then you can all get back to playing nice”. In my opinion this is bad parenting, the mother has to say something along the lines “look how much you’ve hurt your brother. Why don’t you grab the bat back now, and dong him” - I mean just as long as it’s not a baseball bat or something. Then each of them will experience what it feels like to be hurt, it’s a lesson for both, and no one is going to end up being a victim. Plus, the would-be victim, now knows how to stand up for themselves. (Although as an adult I’ve had a lot of people antagonise me just because they want that ‘fight’, and that reaction from me (some people never grow up). It is those people you need to recognise, and ignore, this ignores fact, really annoys them, and they soon tire of you.) Anyway, we don’t have some arrangement where you get to be disrespectful to me and then compensate in some meagre way (I’m afraid $3.70 just doesn’t cut it). I feel like a lot of the women who harass me, do so, aside from their typical power trip reasons, but are actually sexually oppressed, and desperate. And they take out their frustrations on me. So, when you look at it like that, they are kind of wanting to use me as a form of prostitution. I don’t know what the going rate for prostitution is, but I’m pretty sure it’s nowhere near around the $3.70 mark. (For goodness sakes, go and take care of yourself.) I’ve added this next paragraph in here recently, because it seems it’s hard for some people as in a lot of people to understand how someone who doesn’t work full time, and have no kids, isn’t a totally lazy person. I don’t think I would use the word lazy to describe myself at all, actually if you look at my garden you could see the person who has created this garden is not a lazy person. I am a self-driven, motivated person. I feel I have an attitude of ‘get in there and do it, don’t piss about’ whereas a lot of people I have come across, don’t have this at all, infact they tend to have the opposite attitude. Particularly men – men seem to be far lazier than women, and resent having to do any kind of work that isn’t directly related to their pay packet and belly. In fact, so much so I would consider most men lazy. I don’t think I’ve really encountered any men aside from dad, who weren’t lazy, well maybe 1 or 2. But, in fact, it’s a big repulsion, should I see a man who is lazy. I guess you can see their trait, when it comes to gardening, because a lazy person will have a crap garden, if any garden at all. And having a slight frame is no reason or excuse to be lazy and consider yourself a weakling. I have always had a slight petite frame, but my strength is greater than most of my peers. I had wiry strength. I think this is attributed to having a low-fat diet as a child and doing regular exercise, and generally being active, as well as not ever being sick, or coming into contact with the flu and flu viruses like pneumonia. And I’ve definitely noticed as I’ve worked hard, my body has somewhat grown, so instead of having pathetic pencil arms, I now have kind of normal arms; they have increased in their size and strength, albeit, now fairly tendinitisy. So that would be the same with a man who of who is a slight build, you know all you have to do is eat properly, regularly exercise your muscles, and over the years you will develop into a good-sized adult, who is capable of vast amounts of strength. Having said that I’m a huge fan of doing things the easiest way possible, don’t be deterred not to take shortcuts just because someone might think that you’re lazy; if there’s a good shortcut, take it. I have found when it has come to health problems, as a result of over use, none of the health professionals took me seriously at all and couldn’t even fathom the fact that I would have these extreme injuries as a result of being overworked, as I did not have an employer. Stiff Joints; At age 47 now, I have quite some difficulty with stiff joints, aches and pains, especially with the onset of cold weather or rain. I have come to the conclusion that it hasn’t just been the hard strenuous work that I’ve done around the farm at Rangari, it’s also a result from as a kid, I spent at least a third if not two thirds of my life in the pool. If I recall, I wouldn’t care if I was cold, I just keep swimming and playing, I loved it, you couldn’t get me out of the pool - if there was a pool, I was in it. Not to mention all the swimming training, hours and hours of it. I think using those young girly bones so much, without much muscle development (I was very skinny) may have been an issue (I think, I am not entirely sure, I mean is it possible to lift your arm up just with the strength of your bones, and no muscle?) but I think it was a little bit of a problem, it would have been better if I had better muscle development to exercise with. I’m paying the price for it now. So ideally, in retrospect, I think, if I had kids, I wouldn’t let them go swimming unless the pool is heated year-round, so I know that the temperature would always be maintained not to go below 26°C. I figure that temperature, they can probably stay in as long as they want. All these Little things I realise when I’m older, things that you have to know and do, to provide the best life possible for your kids – the additional money you will need. And not only for that, but things like money for extra tuition for any subjects they lag behind in, sports or hobby interests, or empowerment activity holidays, I mean I don’t think there’s any point in having kids unless you’re super rich. Dr Birdy told me the reason I didn't have any back problems my whole 20s 30s and 40s was because of swimming, in cold water, as a child. But since I developed the kind of ‘allergy’ to cold now, and don't have a pool any more, my fascia from the scoliosis is rearing it's ugly head. (If I still had my lap pool, I would’ve purchased a drysuit by now! 😁 Good spot for this next story; I became friends with a Chinese immigrant when I was 18 at Fashion Tafe, she told me one day, as she and another friend were having a lunch at my place, that she couldn’t swim. I was a little horrified at this statement, and in quite some shock (what on earth did she do her whole childhood?) pretty much straight away, I said “I can teach you if you would like” I really meant it, wasn’t just one of those ‘offhand’ comments or offers that I find a lot of people make on spur of the moment. Because, I mean, how on earth can you go through your life without swimming? - totally missing out as far as I’m concerned. However, she didn’t know what to say and my other friend chimed in, and said “her husband will teach her”. I realised that both of them were frightened that I should teach her to swim. Idiots. This was most definitely discrimination, even though there was no need for it. I’m not sure really what hope there is, if you’re discriminated against by your new friends. I guess, little did she know that she would have been in very capable hands, I was senior girl champion at swimming, back in primary school, with my name on a huge trophy and all!! Maybe she thought I was too ‘fast’ for her, she was a quite type of person, and you should have seen me on those Industrial sewing machines at Tafe, speed queen, I was dam fast! I did have the privilege a few years later to teach a little two-year-old not to be afraid of the water - I remember when I was young, I had a tremendous fear of the water (for some strange Spielberg jaws reason) I was thinking of teaching how to swim at the local Gunnedah pool later on as well, but the dogs did signs that they already had someone to do that - typical of the dogs, not wanting any competition over their existing friends jobs - and infact the most typical way companies go bust, not for lack of work, but bitchy criminal girls sabotaging due to injust rivalry, and ensuring no competition. They have no morals. - they don't teach you that at school. So to reiterate: I have women who steal from me, 100’s of small items. It's way more than nuisance at this point, it's like a total psychological declaration of war on me. their main aim is to cause psychological damage - utter evil women. They are really trying to oppress, and change me into being angry and crazy. Some particular thefts are taken if it is particularly good, like an expensive brand. And, I have put it together now, this is not because the stupid little bimbo who took it actually wanted it, she wants to “teach me a lesson” stating you're poor, so you shouldn't be buying good things like this. for example, if I buy the really good quality Band-Aids that don't fall off, she steals half the packet. It's the same person that stole my good silk cotton shirt. It's the same person who stole steals any particularly good foods that I have, like organic or if I make myself a good meal and there's some leftover, she'll steal some. It's a total punishment thing on her behalf - she's fully sick and has a major mental health problem. PLUS I AM NOT EVEN IN ANY KIND OF RELATIONSHIP WITH HER OR ANYONE. I can't believe after all my complaining, reports to the police, and online photos - nobody does anything about this stupid dog who steals from me. How much screaming do I have to do? 13. Special spot for Dysfunctional so called 'health professionals’ story Local doctor in Gunnedah looking for the ‘squirm’ response on 11yr old. (1984) (this is worth talking about with your child - if someone pinches you, get angry. There are adults out there looking for kids that won’t get angry, for future prey, there is a network. Still a problem today, as it was yrs ago) Melbourne hospital breast mammogram – the female technician squished and pinched boob into machine, leaving it bruised. (2005) (Melbourne hospital = stupid bitches) Melbourne male doctor excessively (I mean really excessively) squeezing boob whilst removing cyst. (He also had a HUGE clear glass window in his operating room, for all the neighbours to see (2005) Gunnedah anaesthetist stabbed my vein whilst muttering profanity at me (leaving slight lump and pain) (Anne, zombie) (2016) Gunnedah dentist and assistant in cahoots to deliberately cause pain with wrong drill / 3 injections in wrong spot/ ongoing extreme pain and redo of work done needed. (Dr Sadik and ass. Larrisa, Gina Burn from NEGS {apparently, she was copying Charlotte Powell) 2017 There is a female doctor at the Gunnedah Rural Health centre that is deliberately kept awake at night, so she will be ‘zombie like’ the following day, then can be easily manipulated with diagnosis and prescriptions. Powers that be. (They closed it down) Also, waking someone up with repeated sounds means they will wake up without remembering their dreams. This is a problem done deliberate. Don't get me started on all the problems I have had with bimbo receptionists. I have NO problems naming names, from now on I wear body cam for all appointments, and I write down full name before appointment. It would probably help if I was accompanied for each appointment, that includes when I speak to receptionists, but I have noted recently, they are way more passive aggressive. I have a collection of bully receptionists on a Shared Google Photos account. (As soon as I put up 1 photo, I have had no more problems - but I wished I had started taking photos of them yrs ago, some have been DISGUSTING, and need naming and shaming for all eternity. Give me a chance to sue and I will, no bluffing here (although in Australia it is near impossible to sue against sadistic doctors as I have discovered -unless you end up a paraplegic or some such seriousness – but I will be making complaints to the appropriate bodies and using social media – I have had enough, no more deliberate pain you (health professionals who lack Common Sense) {plus, I have not met one man that has not been into that sort of thing – so stop picking on single women, making them into victims, and go find someone that is actually into it, –there’re a dime a dozen). Also, health professional is just like confused school principals who use pain to ‘try’ to discipline. – just my personal experience. (Mr Cone 1980, Limbri Public school, was it Graham Cone? who knows, I was only 5) there were others too, probably still are, as it is a taboo subject. Gotta talks about it, otherwise it will continue to happen. {I don’t think I have encounted 1 male Doctor who has been looking for someone to inflict pain on – WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL, no woman wants a man who inflicts pain on her, your stupid twits. (Since I wrote this, I had 1 women come forward stating she wouldn’t mind, But no woman, ).} I blame hopeless parents and teachers for the desire. 14. Infact, I will put here List of Doctor experiences in Australia 1995-2026 - all in red I’m 47 years old and inevitably I’ve had to visit the doctor on a few occasions (not too often thank goodness) but I really am compelled to write about exactly how hopeless the doctors and the Medicare system in Australia has been, in practice, in theory it’s wonderful but in reality, not. I recall my first experience (not Medicare related, but worth mentioning) was a visit to an ‘alternative’ medicine guy, Feldenkrais guy, or was it Alexander technique, or something else I think, a new one, it was new and experimental, I recall reading about it, and thinking that’s sounds good for my slight back pain (it was a total scam, not saying those 2 methods are a scam, but this guy was, and in retrospect it was probably something I read that was deliberately placed infront of me, as those desperate women know they could entice me into wasting my money. (Could be Charlotte Powell‘s family? Or maybe that family has dogs who help them; I’ve mentioned how Google search can be manipulated to hide or show results, I’m thinking it’s the same kind of thing, somebody put that article there so I would see it and waste my money) It was a hoity-toity pervert guy in a hoity-toity neighbourhood in Sydney, can’t quite remember the details, long time ago now) Young girls from private schools are Prey. When I was a nanny, (working for a liberal Politician in Sydney), the little girl kicked me in the boob, as a result I developed a huge cyst and have had them since, from time to time. I find it especially related to female bullying, whenever I am attacked by women, (Melbourne real-estate rental girl dogs) I seem to get lumps in my breast (?) So, at the time it was a bit of a kerfuffle with the doctor’s office, with a bimbo receptionist, but eventually I saw a doctor, and had it removed, it was syringed out. I believe it was a bulk billing clinic so I did not have to pay and the doctor, who was very proficient and professional. But, since then, that bimbo receptionist has followed me around and she’s harassed me, at I would say, every single doctor’s appointment I have tried to make since, (until I started wearing bodycam), and so she has stalked me up to Gunnedah, and has worked there at the reception, either she’s been put there by the dogs, so someone has like literally gone and got her and put her there, (a common thing) or she has somehow fanangled her way in, purely to harass me -I’m not kidding, this person is my own “personal bimbo stalking receptionist”. I had to start taking my camera when I go to the doctors, so she has disappeared (she is a coward, typical bully) -too bad I didn’t get her photo, because heck, she needs to be named and shamed big time. She was tallish and blonde with a pulled back piggy tail or bun, that is all I remember. I think I should mention here quickly, the monumental problems I’ve had with making appointments. I’m not sure whether this is all because of that stalking Bimbo blonde receptionist from Chatswood, but it seems that most receptions that I’ve had to deal with in Gunnedah, just make getting an appointment really difficult, as in, I was unable to make an appointment in advance, in fact what they wanted me to do was phone up at 8 o’clock in the morning when they open, to see if there’s anything available for the day, I found this really unacceptable, especially as I lived out of town and whenever I made a big trip into town it was a big deal, I usually had many things I had to do, I couldn’t just drive in willy-nilly for a Doctor’s appointment, so in the end I ended up having to go to the emergency unit at the hospital, any time I needed to see a doctor, because the bimbo receptionist refused to take an appointment for me and always said 'there’s nothing available today'. (Drs at emergency are pretty hopeless, they only take you seriously if it is a life-or-death emergency, they all want DRAMA, like on TV – most of them in Gunnedah anyway). I want to repeat that, as it is MONUMENTALLY stupid; The reason I have to see Doctor at the hospitals, was because when I tried to make an appointment at the local Doctors, the reception dogs always say - NO, there are no appointments left today, (they always said this, every time in Gunnedah) and as they do NOT take appointments in advance, for some STUPID reason, I had to go to the emergency section at the Gunnedah Hospital (I know the Doctors had appointments available too that day- could you please tell me in writing why those dimwit reception bimbos refuse to give me any doctor’s appointments?) girls, do they have a brain at all? NO – THEY DO NOT. (I did not right this blog until YEARS LATER – in case you’re wondering if this name calling is why. Those girls were unknown to me, and did not know me either. I am a respectful, honest and polite person). I’d like to point out, I didn’t start calling bimbo receptionist “Bimbo receptionists” until I started writing this blog in 2020, and can look back and clearly see the whole picture – STUPID RECEPTIONISTs. - I was always respectful, still am. So, the receptionists had no 'fuel' to make things difficult for me- that’s why I think that stupid bimbo from Chatswood was stalking me and manipulating the others (playing sides) not allowing appointments?? (Infact, I write about this in my Dogs who play sides photo story - they were on Facebook (before I was banned for Truth Telling), when I made a post about what happened to me (exactly what happened), I had certain people on FB, follow me from Group to Group, and write up contradictory things in the comments, it was really obvious that they were trying to play sides and contradict me and try to make me look like the bad guy, when infact it was their stupidity and bitchyness (but more bitchyness) that put them in the wrong in the first place (they still do this on any online reviews). And it was probably that stupid blond bimbo receptionists from Chatswood?? if thats her, she is CRAZY and ought to be incarcerated.} So now that I’m old, wise and very experienced, I have no problems writing about the real nature of most Doctor receptionists: “bimbos” they are truly disgusting, stupid and evil little girls, who need someone constantly watching over them so they do their job and make the right moral decisions - they are fucking useless. I have a personal nickname for them Blonde Bimbo Nazis, also known as the Bimbo Dominatrix – I did do a whole other story about that - but it was stolen, with the word ‘nazi’ - being one of the most all-time offensive word in the world. So instead, I wrote The Bimbo Dominatrix on p9. Its related, and I have never my whole life thought blondes any more stupid than brunettes, but now, after reflecting on this receptionist, I have changed my mind, they are stupid, but they want everyone else, not to acknowledge this fact – they try to cover up this fact – they want it kept a secret! (New location in QLD, same problem, even though there are at least 50 registered and working Doctors here, when the population is 500. So, plenty of doctors – just stupid receptionists.) Also, I know that trying to control and manipulate someone else in bully style, just for fun, is not only morally wrong, but is unhealthy, it’s like eating a bowl of sugar – just disgusting, and will, most likely kill you one day. Plus, I also realized, it is those women in this health area, who call, ‘bad acquaintances”, men, bad men, thieves, who then come down to the clinic and stalk me: so, it was the girls intangible plan (I suspect related to free health care (bulk billing) – NOT ACTUALLY FREE, the same thing that has happened to me quite frequently when I visited the doctors. Happens all the time. 100’s of thefts. My latest doctors clinic is in a mall, which is a little odd. I think it would be greatly beneficial if doctors clinic had a special area onto themselves, with its own car park. I feel like those people that stalk me are territorial dogs? BTW, I got medical records sent up from that (now closed clinic) in Gunnedah, (that indicates how bad they were) and the name on one of the Dr reports (done by the receptionist!) was Lisa Sutherland – hopeless, SHE REFUSED to give me an appointment, because of her I had to go to the emergency hospital for all my appointments – Lisa Sutherland – you stupid stalking blonde twit – FUCK OFF. That clinic has closed permanently – this is the main reason – stupid lying thieving stalking bimbo receptionists. This was the same clinic that employ female Doctors who are manipulated by certain people for manipulated diagnosis and prescriptions, (the Dr kept awake at night, so she is ‘zombie’ the next day, and easily manipulated.) Infact after I read that whole record, even though the receptionist wrote it, the lying and bullshit that goes on is disgraceful and I now put Doctors right up there next to Lawyers in their disgraceful moral-less antagonistic tactics too. (Antagonism is the alcoholics disease - you are giving yourselves away). So, in Melbourne, which was revolting by the way, there are so many young female bimbos in Melbourne, it’s pathetic. I got more cysts in my boob, and there were huge problems at Melbourne hospital, the staff were so mean and bitchy, the woman who did my boob scan, caused so much pain and bruising on my boob, I probably developed another couple of cysts purely from that visit, and basically, they refused to do anything about it, so they didn’t charge for not doing anything, and they didn’t charge for the painful bruising scan. (They did not pay for it either) So, I had to go to a private Doctor -who was a total pervert male, who just wanted to look at my boobs, and who couldn’t do it anyway, as it needed to be syringed (some Doctors can syringe, most can’t – if you can’t, you are not worth your weight as a doctor, as far as I am concerned). So I went to this other Doctor, who could do it, but he again was another perv, he had this huge glass window, overlooking a park and houses/business that could most likely see straight in, he insist I lie in front of it, topless naked, made me feel very uncomfortable plus he squashed my boob and it was under the pretence that he was stopping the blood after he removed the syringe, but I don’t think so, it was extremely painful, he was pressing as hard as he could without leaving a bruise, and it lasted for at least five minutes, total perv (it later bruised). He charged $70. I strongly advise taking a friend or spouse into the doctors, every doctor visit, if you’re a young woman, or of course a child. If you don’t have any friends or not in a relationship, I would go so far as to say, find someone on Facebook, tell them, you’ll pay them to accompany you. (If you’ve been banned from Facebook, no suggestions, perhaps neighbour?). Then a few years later I slipped my disc, I went to the emergency hospital at Gunnedah, the doctor there was absolutely useless, he didn’t help at all, I later found out he was two days away from retirement, but after my further 20 more years of experience with Doctors, I am still not sure he would have been of any help, had he been in his prime! He gave me some sort of medication which made me vomit all night long every half hour, stupid dog bimbos at that hospital, male and female. It was a Chyro who fixed my back in 2 seconds, in the end, after months of pain and immobility. (Gunnedah chiro charges $40 a pop no Medicare rebate, but actually, I think back now, that Chiro was in Melbourne, as it was the advice of my then flatmate, who I was not too keen on, and in the end, booted him out, but, before, he heard about my sore back and suggested I see a chiro. Now, I am not sure how I found the chiro that I visited in Melbourne, I cannot even recall where it was, or what he looked like, all I remember is he fixed it in 2 minutes, then that was it, fixed, no more visits necessary – he was truly the most competent Chiro I have ever encounted (and more important, not greedy, wanting repeat customers). Reasonable cost, (not like 2022, quote for chiro at Mackay, $300 for first visit – as if) btw, after that Chyro in Melbourne, every time I got a sore back after that I went to the Gunnedah Chyro, Shane Riordon, and later when a Gin Gin Dr asked him of my back problems, Shane Riordon said yes I did go and see him for back problems, “she seems to think that it helps” that those were his exact words! But it was my pool that I invested in at Rangari to strengthen the muscles so the disc would not slip out again, was the definitive ‘fixer’ for my back. I did try to see a physio, but (really true) she (middle age wife) refused to see me because I was not a young good-looking footballer. Gunnedah hospital. {and if I had of ‘laid flat’ at the time my disc slipped, it would have slipped back in, and after 20minutes, I would have been able to get up as if nothing happened instead of go through months of pain – nobody tells you these things.} Monumental incompetence in Gunnedah health workers. I literally could not walk for months, which could have been rectified. Oh, and in that time in Melbourne, when I had a sore back (but was able to move around by then), I seemed to have that same stupid short blonde girl harassing me implying that I actually didn’t have a sore back at all, that I was making it up. Stupid dog. {I believe this is the SAME STUPID CUNT BIMBO DOG, who is still telling people contradictions to what I say, like at the Sarina clinic and Dr pal in Jan 2023. This not acknowledging symptoms maybe there are being manipulated by dogs from the ABC tv? In cahoots! {fuck off you stupid little dog}. And I’m going to write this bit again, because it is missing; it’s about when I was at RMIT, I heard about the other campus on the other side of town, had a Chiro clinic for university students. Anyone could go there for a cheap treatment. (This was before I went to the good one). So off I went to this campus clinic, and OMG, I can’t begin to tell you about the stupidity of the women involved in this clinic - they were all women, and they had literally NO IDEA what they were doing. There is not a chance in hell I would ever see a female chiropractor from that moment on. It was total Stupidity Bimbo Incompetence, absolutely shameful of RMIT producing these stupid silly twits. So, I think the stupid short girl with blonde hair, and possibly Cathy Goldman (stupid dog from NEGS who was obsessed with me), may have sabotaged that appointment? I’m not sure, I just remember it quite well. So bad. Also, when I was in Melbourne attending RMIT, they were introducing new occupational health and safety rules, it was a big thing at the time, mainly because they picked out a Nazi type women to try and enforce all these new rules. It was summer, and I was forced to wear shoes and socks, fully enclosed footwear. And as a result of hot and sweaty feet all day, I developed this big toe nail fungus type problem. 20 years later as I am writing this, it’s still there - fairly persistent! I can briefly fix it by using tea tree oil, but I find it just comes back later, and also once I attended a homeopath for something else, and instead of curing that, she cured my toe fungus - only it did come back later too. So, it doesn’t really cause any problems it just looks like calcium coming through on my big toe nail, in fact I’m not even entirely sure it is a fungus, maybe its homeopath side effect? But I’m content to just leave it as there is no pain or pus. However, the fungus definatly came back some years late in 2026, this is time when I am mostly bare feet in the bushy subtropics, my feet generally often had dirt on them, so it may be another fungus rather than same one. It looks like a yellowing along either side of big toe, and this time both big toes have it, rather than before it was only my left one. According to google search today: Home Remedies: Soaking feet in vinegar and water, or applying tea tree oil may help mild cases. So, I think I will start doing vinegar Epsom salt foot baths and try tea tree. I got a virus at a nursing home, when I was forced to work there from Centrelink (dog bimbos, another story, deliberate sickness, I believe) I had many symptoms after that virus, and I went to the doctor and he actually didn’t believe that I still had all the symptoms, as it was two years later, but anyway he went ahead with my tests and it was confirmed I had glandular fever definitely, and maybe pneumonia, he could diagnose glandular fever because there are antibodies in the blood if you have had Glandular Fever, and I have not had glandular fever before, in fact I’ve never been sick as a child) I would like to mention, when I was talking to Dr Gittoes, about all the symptoms, I told him that I don’t drink or take drugs, and then this ‘doggirl’ barged into the office, (I told you – everywhere I go) and she just kind of stood there laughing at me, it was very odd, and the Dr and I kind of just ignored her, he later told me that one, steals his supply of Asma puffers. It later got me thinking, why did this little dog do that, did she think I was a drug addicted drunk? The bimbo nature of women never ceases to amaze! I don’t drink and I don’t use drugs. I never have aside from when I was 18 and got drunk (I glide) and I tried pot, I didn’t like it. I know this is a hard concept for Australian culture to grasp, but I don’t drink or do drugs. I will tell you one thing though, after my orchard was established, I had an abundance of stone fruit, and I put all of the leftovers in a pot outside, and I noticed that they fermented in the hot sun, so then I thought maybe I might try making some apricot schnapps, because I tried some of this when I was younger with my parents at a fancy restaurant, thought it was quite nice. So, after many trials, I actually gave up on the idea because, you have to buy an expensive Still, but I found if you soak apricots in vodka for a few weeks it was pretty much the same thing, and that’s quite nice having occasionally. Of course, my garden along with my orchard were stolen from me, so I can’t do that anymore anyway (I tried it with some dried apricots, that’s pretty good too) I miss my stone fruit, and curse the dogs who stole it from me. But also I have a damaged throat (hydrochloric acid burn from cleaning), I feel I should no longer have my schnapps, as it may burn more, or leave a ‘bad cell’. I have talked elsewhere about my burnt throat, I guess I should put it here too, even though I did not go to the Dr after it happened, and it may be out of order, timewise: In 2006 while I was living back at dads, my previous landlord, the Culls, suggested I should speak to the knappman‘s, as they had an unoccupied house on their farm. The Culls were friends with them, they lived nearby {I guess the high school teaching network, thought it may be best if I was NOT living with dad! Lol}. So, I did, I didn’t know the knappman‘s at all but my little brother knew the son. I would say because I was a friend of the Culls and had lived on their farm for 4 years, they gave me the house straight away, good price. I’ve talked about that house. It’s a very nice house. Part of the deal before I moved there, was if I clean the whole house, including the external bathroom, then she’ll give me one month free rent. So, I being young and healthy still, thought this was a great offer, and took it up. little did I know what would result because of it. Julie knappman specifically wanted me to clean the external bathroom, the external bathroom was a mess. It had never been cleaned, and they used bore water in it, instead of tank. So, there was a layer of thick calcium buildup everywhere, she said ‘the only way you’re going be able to clean it is if you use hydrochloric acid, and here you go’ – she handed me a big bottle.So, I put on all my protective gear: long thick gloves and long sleeve shirt, thinking I was totally organised, and got to work cleaning. It took ages, and heaps of acid. Now, on that day, there was no wind, and usually at this place it’s windy. {In fact, they could put a one of those power electric windmills to make electricity, no need for solar at that place, wind is the go} anyway, I didn’t really think much of it except noted it, as it was a bit stuffy in the bathroom, I had to close the door for some it. Finally, I got it perfect and clean. But then afterwards I had a bit of a sore throat, and then the following week, I had a mega sore throat, and I realised with hydrochloric acid, not only can’t you touch it, but you cannot breathe it. I should’ve been wearing a mask. I did not know that, and as a result, I had badly burnt my throat. No wind. I was just breathing all of those fumes in as if there was no tomorrow. (Someone later told me you can touch hydrochloric acid, nothing bad will happen, the problem is ALL breathing). Great, just great. So, this was the worst thing that I’ve ever done, because extreme damage has a resulted in the burning my throat, not only then, but still today, I have problems, because apparently, the first port of call for the immune system is in the throat. So, without that immune working properly, you’re susceptible to bacteria and viruses. Which I later on go to talk about extensively on my Blog as I started to get sick, and had never been sick before. (Especially at the Nursing home – many bugs there, mothers, kids bugs too.) Some years later I went to the Dr about it as I was just never the same healthy self, but he said there is no illness you could have got 3-4yrs ago, and still have. What did he know! So today for instance (update bit), 2026, 20 years later, I have been coughing lately. According to wiki it's a response from mould in the air or other airborne particles or a reaction to cold breeze. I have mentioned I have an allergy to cold weather, but I have just discovered (after doing YouTube research) and a “huff cough” exercise, titled ‘how to get rid of excess mucus’, which I almost didn't do because I didn't think mucus was the problem, as I didn't seem to have an excess mucus, or phlegm. Dry cough. Dry annoying cough. But I did the exercise and lo and behold there is mucus. So, more research, and this is a common thing if you burn your throat; damaged cilia. Cilla is the little throat hairs that push the phlegm up and away of your chest lungs. However, I really start coughing only when there's mould or bacteria like now in the extreme humidity or in an air-conditioned room / dirty Aircon filters. Also, I read, cilia captures bacteria and virus, as part of the immune strategy. Just by the by, when I saw Dr Armstrong re my sore boob. I mentioned to her about my damaged throat from hydrochloric acid, and she said, ‘even if I came to her immediately after it happened, as a Dr, she wouldn't be sure what to do about it - she didn't think anything could be done about it medically speaking. Although I am thinking, now, drinking fresh aloe vera would have significantly helped. That’s just one thing that comes to my mind, but I didn't know about aloe vera back then, and it makes sense that she wouldn't know about it either as she doesn't have any botanical knowledge, just pharmaceutical. (!) mmm Coughing is a bloody nuisance. And so; stupid infuriating dogs who keep accusing me of being a cigarette yielding drunk on drugs – this cough is not from smoking. See, if you read my “how to quit smoking” story – “willed” – they are trying to will sickness from inaccuracies. I don’t know who told me, but it was implied that I was given this sore throat deliberately. It could have been the “Christians” {group of people who are Christian, and they seek ‘Gods work’, so they try to see HIM in everyday life, see Gods plan – so they go around looking for unexplained or miraculous situations (!) – they sound like crazy house wife types!! Lol. Uneducated and operating on myth…..So, they reckon, some entity came round to do it deliberately, cause this weakness, as I had none and they wanted to see a weakness. Not sure if true, could be, could not be. Sounds very human, like mental health care people or Scientology people trying to tell other people they have problems. Oh, my Scientology story has been stolen!! Lol!! bloody hell, another one to do again. To cut a long story short – its a money making scam. Part of the pharmaceutical umbrella. I have just relocated, and again, I need to repeat I don’t drink ever, and never really have. There are some nasty evil women who spread rumours I am a drunk (drunk ones themselves) – this is a result of their bitchy behaviour; I was interested in purchasing one of those Electronic Bug & Hidden Camera Detector, as I'm pretty sure someone has put some sort of bug in my kitchen or just outside my kitchen or who knows, maybe they come and go? Because for the past few nights at 3:30 am it goes off, it seems to be able to make strange sounds as well as voice sounds, this is not an uncommon thing that people do as a form of harassment, along the same lines as how some truckdrivers harass people by driving out outside their house 50 million times. I had a look but I couldn't find anything so that's why I wanted one of those electronic bug and hidden camera detectors, only when I looked into it there about $400, so I'm thinking maybe someone's got one that I can lend? - It also makes like a bang click noise, almost like a mouse trap going off, it would be designed specifically to wake people up. Again, deluded (stupid and manipulated) people, thinking they’re helping. Anyway, so, I found this Dr, Dr Gittoes really clueless and uninformed about virus’s and the symptoms - the ongoing symptoms that is, basically the total change in my body that happened after catching this virus, and actually I can’t believe how completely incompetent doctors are when it comes to virus’s. So many different side-effects, and diseases are caused from viruses. (I believe in January 2020, the Australian government caught on to the virus situation, and there were huge worldwide actions in place trying to combat virus.). BTW the receptionist bimbos there, at the Barber Street clinic in Gunnedah, pickpocketed my snacknuts out of my bag when I was standing at the counter, with my Medicare card. That reminds me there was an incident at the Elgin Street clinic in Gunnedah, it was ages ago now, I can’t remember what I was there for, but it was so bad. I think I ended up leaving and not worrying about the issue, it wasn’t worth it. Bimbo receptionist. There’s also a really bad one in Chatswood and one in North Sydney, they’ve both closedowns. (Worth mentioning some ‘prick’ Drs will prescribe the more expensive medication, when the same thing is available on the PBS list) You know it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, I find it extraordinary how people‘s main aim is to be rude, disrespectful and discredit someone, and to fight, it is like their priority and first instinct. They are so completely wrong, you’d think their priorities would be to treat the customer with respectful, so they get repeat customers, but no! Australians are the opposite really, of what they should be. The older I get the more I can see how backwards people in this country are. It’s embarrassing. There was an Indian doctor at Gunnedah rural health clinic who I saw about my sore elbow, (btw, this was brought on by ‘knitting furiously’ when the pool guy did not deliver my pool after I had paid for it at the beginning of summer, so all summer long, sitting on the couch, extremely angry with that male chauvinist – John Kozur, and as a result of all that fast paced knitting, I developed ‘over use syndrome’, possibly arthritis, in my elbows, but, it gets worse, at the end of that summer and after 3 tribunal hearings later, when I finally had completed my 25m lap pool, because of elbow problems, I could no longer do freestyle! You can’t imagine how much more furious I was then, but I did manage to come up with a whole heap of other ways to get fit and have fun in the pool, so I didn’t regret building it. I loved it – highly recommend a lap pool for health. I should mention, it was not just the elbow that had a problem I guess, my whole arms seemed to be suffering from “being spent” – not sure if there is a medical term, I did not even speak to the Dr about my sore arms, but I noted some years later, after I had moved from the farm, and had a total break from doing anything too strenuous (no more pool construction or chainsawing or relocation), so like 2 yrs break, then my arms suddenly got better, they were no longer sore. I noted if I did anything more strenuous, like lift a box, or do freestyle in the ocean – the pain would return. I use diluted Pepper oil on them – this worked a treat. I tried to google this arm pain, the only thing I read about was “overuse syndrome” which sounds right, but still not sure that is a medical term – like I don’t think any Dr would sign a medical certificate for Centrelink saying I had “overuse syndrome” ! I recall some years ago, mum said she got RSI, and just from driving around - but it’s not like mum used to hoon around like I see those hoons do, not a heavy driver at all, far from it. And dad had arthritis in his knees, probably elsewhere too. Anyway, this Indian Dr, diagnosed my elbow problem straight away (olecranon bursa – due to repetitive strain), so that was a miracle, plus it was bulk billing, it was only the Bimbo receptionist I had to deal with. (I really can’t explain just how much a problem Bimbo receptionists are) Also I went to him another time re puffy eyes I got from eating Woolworths Corn Beef, but he had no idea, but had me do blood tests- there is a Laverty Pathology in the clinic, Anne, the pathologists, stabbed me with the needle and muttered incoherence (stupid dog Anne WAKE UP) Later I went back to that clinic for a prescription repeat, and saw a female Indian Dr Nadia, (btw, I find this is a TACTIC by receptionists, they do not ‘allow’ me to see SAME Doctor. EVERY Dr’s office has been the same– this is worth mentioning, as it is important to see the same Dr, they get to know you and your history, and they can vouch for you when the dogs try to discredit you, which they do. So, anyway, this Dr Nadia (who I had never seen before, ever), was absolutely hopeless, not only did she fail to give me that repeat, she went off on a tangent (actually it was like she was zombie possessed) and gave me prescription for antidepressants, when I never once told her that I was depressed, in fact it was her that told me that she couldn’t sleep at night, and never has, and she seemed very jealous of my excellent 7hr ‘sleep history’ - I strongly suspect she was actually depressed and she is a messed-up Doctor who shouldn’t be a doctor at all. The bimbo receptionist was there, and I strongly suspect the dogs were there working their evil on this doctor. One of them was laughing at me as I left the building to my car – it was a deliberate fake evil witch type of laugh. Quite a common thing I hear, and often from bimbos on telly too – like there is a deliberate plan of bitches, to try to falsely label me with “mental problems”. That Dr is clueless about that fact, because nobody talks about it- she probably doesn’t even know that mothers can talk to their unborn babies either; they can tell it to be careful of the umbilical cord when it’s time, to not to get it caught around its neck. Just a simple little thought that the mother can have been the difference between life and death (or at least the difference between a C-section and natural way out these days). Given especially this particular situation, I really can’t believe how stupid Sharon Morgan is, and those health professional at Bundaberg, FUCKING MORON BIMBOS, who are clueless about the reality of the situation. I just can’t believe they were “allowed” to forcefully take a completely healthy person, me, and accuse me of being crazy, and lock me up for 'tests' over 7 days, especially when it is such an obvious set up . It’s like times have not changed at all from the Witches of Salem, when jealous bitchy girls accused women who they don’t like of being a witch, so they would be burned at the stake. It is exactly the same, only now, its credibility that is being burnt, as there are MANY people, especially the stupid police, who think anyone who has ever even been to a ‘shrink’, are total liars and ‘can’t see right’. There have been no attempts of any type of apology or admission of guilt , from any of those stupid evil bimbos in Gunnedah or Bundaberg. And female Dr’s – so bloody hopeless. Just say no. Jealousy - such a problem for them. Seeking treatment for a little wart on my hand, 3/12/2015, I consulted with Nature care college at St Leonard’s Homeopathic college. After taking the advised Homoeopathic medicine { Rhus tox 30 to be taken twice daily} by the student physician and supervisor. No change. { I contacted the clinic and told them it didn’t work at all, 7 April 2016, I thought I was polite and respectful, but the big egos at this clinic, I guess the supervisor, Dr Ken instead said I should take a different remedy: Dulcamara 30., which I did, resulting in Hives, Drop Face / Palsy, AND MAJOR Heart palpitations and later a giant Planter Wart on my left foot. (Basically, a mini stroke, the ambulance was called). I still have the Dropface on my right side today - this clinic is a total scam and should be shut down, actually they should be sued. (The little wart on my hand turned out to be a result of rubbing left over lip balm on my wrist – my bad! – although, the plantar wart may have been caused by the Rhus tox 30 - and to be taken twice daily is way too much in my opinion, these medications are often once off only – how could they not know that?). and later I looked up Rhus toxicodendron (poison ivy): is a homeopathic remedy derived from the poisonous plant, used to treat conditions involving intense itching, skin rashes/blisters, arthritis, joint stiffness, and restlessness. OMG Dulcamara btw, the homeopathic medicine is NOT a medicine, it is poison, it is from a plant: Solanum dulcamara - Bittersweet Nightshade, which is highly toxic, it causes nerve damage, hallucinations, heart palpitations then death. Any homeopath who uses it, is completely stupid, and you should walk away -too bad I did not look this up before I took it- not that they had all the good information available online back then like they do now. {before they knew, the Victorians used to use it as a recreational drug, but since so many people died, they eventually stopped using it!} And, I did try to sue the St Leanards clininc, but was advised by Shine Lawyers “there's not enough damage, so its not worth our time”. 👎 Btw, while I was waiting for the medication to arrive in the mail, (Dulcamara 30.) I happen to watch a show on SBS called Insight, occasionally I watched it; pretty much a forum of people who talk about their experience with certain life issues, it can be interesting. Anyway on this particular day they had a group talking about exactly this homeopathic medication, exactly Dulcamara 30. They showed a few people who had taken it, they said what happens is you get hives. It was like a forewarning for me, and I should've listened to them, because indeed I did get hives. I can't remember if they mentioned the Dropface/ Dropmouth, and heart problems - perhaps if they had of focused more on the heart and the dropface side of things I might have paid attention, but I wasn't really familiar with hives, at that point in my life. Not to undermine what they tried to do here in this situation. Due to the hives, and the fact that little bimbo girls think it's funny to see someone break out in an extreme itchy red rash, I think it was given as ‘revenge’ for saying the other did not work. However, the way homeopathy works, it can bring on the same very symptoms that are trying to be cured - so who knows, maybe they actually saved me from having a stroke? You know, it wouldn't surprise me if it was just a coincidence, and their active nastiness, turned out to have major hidden positive side affects - sometimes life can work like that! Then as my life was going pretty well (despite virus problems which they can’t do anything about anyway, except social distancing. And of course the general thieving and disrespect from the general community I was living in) I am of the firm believe that some jealous evil person, set out to handicapped me, they did it with workboots – a slight hole was placed in the centre of the sole, so if you wear them for 12 months your foot will collapse, it’s called Collapsed Arch, or plantar fasciitis, I was completely unaware of this problem and I thought the pain was just from the prickles and burs from walking around the paddocks in summer with flimsy shoes, also a knitting needle went into my foot, and prune thorn went through my shoe into my foot, amongst other things. At the time it was really weird, as to why I was having so many problems with my left foot. Eventually I went to the Doctor, Dr Gittoes who failed to diagnose the problem, but gave my foot an ultrasound (what the ?) I went another two years waiting for my foot to heal (still unaware and wearing the same boots), in that time I went through a terrible situation in my life, I had to move several times, I had been outcast from my community (for writing about exactly what happens and using real names). And I still didn't even really know at that point that I had a major foot problem caused by my shoes that I was still wearing. So, I also had what I thought was a back problem, and I went to see the doctor at Gin Gin, Dr Abass and he sent me to Bundaberg to have an x-ray, so no diagnosis, but I told him that the Chyro usually helps my back pain, so he put me on a care plan so I could go and see the Chyro. (I'm later updating this and I've since learned, 5 yrs later in 2025, that my back pain which I thought was my back, my spine, was not my spine, it's the fascia from my scoliosis(!) who knew!! I have a c curve, and the fascia has been stretching and contorting my back muscles in a painful way, and suddenly then as I believe it as ‘set off’ because I've had to move so many times on my own doing all the muscle work. So I guess Dr Abass just didn't know about fascia or couldn't see any contortions or twists (?) I know in 2025 I can literally see a huge big twist in my back, but come to think of it, Dr Abass didn't even look at my back. And he didn't even look at my foot either. {Just as a weird sidebar: Whenever I think about this situation, or write about it, update my blog, I have people who do signs saying that “they stole from me”, so I'm not entirely sure what they stole, or who exactly, (must be the dogs), but it must be related to my back? Maybe they stole my back x-ray? or my care plan?? Who knows, but I definitely didn't receive any medical attention in relation to my scoliosis at any point in my life – not until later in 2025 when watching youtube did I even learn about it enough to start stretches, and I still am noy quite sure I have ‘hit the nail on the head’}. So, at my 2nd Chyro visit, (chiropractor, Dr Mohammed) about my sore back (no more pool) while I was there, I thought I should ask him about my foot, he took one quick look and straight away diagnosed it as Collapsed Arch, and said to check my boots, which I did and of course I could see the problem (there was a hole the size of a 20c coin in the left one – deliberate, I suspect, as I heard them wanting to handicap me – I dismissed it at the time) So, I threw them out, finally. I was told it would take 12 months to heal. 12 months has been and gone and I can feel that it’s better than before, not as floppy, but it’s still very painful. I can’t walk still or do any exercise or gardening that I’d like to do, my butt is getting huge and I predict it will take another 12 months to heal fully. By the way this was not a negligent part on my behalf, I mean perhaps after that initial doctors visit I could’ve visited a whole series of other doctors to get a second opinion, but I really believed it was just from those things that I mentioned, and it was slow to heal, anyway because of this ongoing foot problem, and I had written about it on Facebook, - a story called “Could You All Please Prey For My Foot” -I believe there were certain members in the community of Agnes Water/Miriam Vale/Colosseum and Bundaberg (complete stupid bimbo people) who thought it wasn’t healed as I wasn’t looking after myself and I hadn’t been to the doctors, and so I must be crazy. There are Dr/Nurse predators on Facebook who look for ‘victims’ to play their ‘cat and mouse‘ games with. It was an ‘accumulation of thought like this, that contributed to the dogs then locking me up for seven days at Bundaberg Metal Health ward – prison (full on guarded prison), to see if I was ‘crazy’. Curse those people to death and I hope they get cancer and die (what a total bully 101 experience – all those Dr’s and nurses involved are guilty and should be shut down). Apology not accepted. {BTW, I know there are many other people working to expose the Mental Health Industry as an ignorant bully scam, actually, there is a train of thought as to why I was plucked out of thin air to experience what happens to people, so I could ‘dob’ those mental health workers in, so to speak} Okay so after the foot diagnosis there’s a whole heap more problems, they said I could go on a care plan and a care plan basically means that the government will pay for five visits to either a specialists (it’s called Chronic disease management plan ). In theory that’s what’s meant to happen but that’s not what happens at all, both the physio and the Chyro charge an initial fee of $70 / $40, you get $15 back from physio and none from the Chyro, but then in my case the Chyro charged this fee twice (because he’s greedy) and the physio also charged me twice because she said the nurse at Gin Gin hospital, Nurse Annette, who made my care plan, made a mistake (BTW, when I was seeing that nurse at the Gin Gin hospital, I was harassed by at least 4 short female dogs (they’re often short, I call them short and stupid now) who were harassing me from the next room down, they also followed me after I left the hospital and when I was parked outside the nearby hardware shop, they broke into my car and stolen the forms that the nurse had just given me DOGS, this is typical stupid female dog behaviour – most women have no idea how stupid they are) And, again, at that hospital, there is a travelling physio that comes every so often that bulk bills, I was meant to see that one there, part of my care plan, but when I called them, the bimbo girl said they didn’t have any available appointment for 3 months. So, I had to travel to Bundaberg. This is very typical, those dogs favour their friends, and don’t give appointments to women they do not know or like. That girl was just being difficult, I’m certain she would’ve had appointments available, but she was carrying on like a dog; because I really wanted appointment and so she was doing the opposite, so NO, you can’t have one - it’s typical stupid dog behaviour. I can sense it a mile off. Stupid female dogs. WHAT THE HELL? WAKE UP WOMEN, YOU’RE EMBARRASSING. I must mention the first time I saw the Dr there, no problems (wow), although it is really up the nurse and receptionists to decide about my care Plan, the Dr has nothing to do with it except sign the paper work at the end. I am pretty sure it is NOT meant to be this way. Also, later when I tried to make a 2nd appointment with that Dr, again the receptionists said again, no you can’t see him, how about a nice intern? At this point, since I had been ‘abducted’ against my will by the dogs for 7 days, I knew then the importance of having the same Dr. So, I insisted I see that particular once again, first time I had insisted such a thing, they came up with all sorts of excuses, “he is out of the country, he is being detained, he is on holiday, he is on holiday again, we made a mistake with our appointments”, and anyway, 3 mnths it took, but I was finally able to see the same Dr twice! (This is really typical, all receptionists do it, I am never ‘allowed’ to see the same Dr twice - weirdos) And by the way it actually can’t be proved that you have a collapsed arch, you can only visibly see it when it’s at the extreme worst, and your foot’s all floppy, but as it heals, it no longer is so floppy, so you can’t see the pain, unless it is hot, and the inflammation is quite visible (your skin bulges). I saw my foot when it was at the flop stage, flop flop, and boy, I wish I had of videoed it, because I have not actually seen any videos of anything quite similar, when I scoured YouTube, even though there are quite some bad cases of collapsed arch – there are different types of Collapsed Arch. I didn’t see anything that resembled what my foot looked like. And so, because it can’t be proved, aside from the initial siting, which if the doctor didn’t see it, as in my case, then he would be fairly clueless. But going to work every day, would be unbearable – you really cannot walk at all, there has to be no pressure put on that foot, even getting up to go the loo, should be avoided! so it is unbearable having a collapsed arch. Because, what happens, you can walk around with only a little pain, but that activity makes it not heel, and if you keep going, pretty soon, you will see flop flop again, as your foot goes back to square 1. I’m pretty sure if they paid a podiatrist to find out the truth, they could get it if they really tried. So, I feel there’s really no excuses; exemptions should be given for people who have collapsed arch, and a disability pension applied (a disability is more than unemployment) I want to add, my case was pretty bad, and apparently a typical collapsed arch would only take 12 months to heal, but mine has been over 4 years and it still hasn’t healed, and it may be permanent, if you read my photo story about it, you will see why, I did serious damage to it. Plus, I had to move 5 times with a collapsed arch. And, I think there is another particular issue that you can see here: some people have a problem (a ‘problem’ being an understated word) with old people and UNEMPLOYED people receiving FREE medical treatment, (including dentistry) but that’s the way it is. That’s the way the government has decided it should be, it has been this way ever since I started paying attention at age 18, 30yrs ago, and they have set ‘X’ amount of money aside, ready for those people when they’re in need. And btw, most of my medical issues that I have had to go to a Dr about, have been injuries brought on by other people anyway. I believe they’re trying to do something about the attitude towards excluding people for medical treatment, in Australia. EVERYBODY is legible for Medicare rebates and if you have a Health Care Card, ALL medical appointments are FREE if you go to a bulk billing clinic. (Except for physio, Chyro, and massage -which I am trying to campaign them to include in ‘medical world’. The fact that they don’t, especially, include Chyro is ridiculous, in my experience Chyros are much better at perceiving the physical body than a GP doctor. BTW, this attitude adjustment should’ve been brought about 30 years. PLUS, often specialists are required for diagnosis, if a GP can’t do it, and this isn’t even factored in at all. This was the problem about my foot, the GP couldn’t diagnose it, and so it went undiagnosed for 2yrs, and became a major problem, and now is possibly not going to heal ever, just because of the incompetence of the GP. That GP should have immediately referred me to a specialist, and the specialist should’ve been included in my bulk billing appointment. This is a total inadequacy, an adequacy on behalf of the Australian government. IT MIGHT HAVE HEALED BY NOW IF DIAGONIZED AND WORKBOOTS WERE REPLACED. Curse the gov. And so, the government pretends to pay for everything, but in reality, don’t. A physio and Chiro help, but they don’t cure my Plantar fasciitis at all, it’s just a matter of time and immobility, and probably massage from a gentle ‘alternative’ type person would help. I just found out, as I’ve had chronic pain for five years now from this infliction, and I am unable to walk properly or do exercise, I am entitled to disability payment, that’s what it says on the disability Centrelink website. And disability payment is $300/fortnight more than my income now. So, it will be well worth my effort to apply for disability. So, I did, but because of the ways that it was diagnosed; A Chyro - chiropractor diagnosed it, Dr Mohammed - just at the end of a back session, I just said to him would you please take a look at my foot, it’s so sore. He took one look at it and said straightaway, you have got collapsed arch. So finally!! I had some sort of answer, I looked it up, read about it, I looked at my foot properly, and indeed, I could see indeed the arch had fully collapsed, it was all floppy. So, Centrelink refused my disability, because it hadn’t been diagnosed ‘properly’. Apparently, a chiropractor who diagnoses it, isn’t good enough, they don’t believe him, although that chiropractor Dr Mohammed from Bundaberg / Gin Gin, did refuse to put it in writing! So, then I had to go to all the problems of obtaining all my medical records back to 2018 when I went to the doctor about it initially. And it’s so happened as a part of my care plan, I went and saw a podiatrist, Paul Wang because due to all the limping I had to do on my bad foot, my other foot had some pain, pins and needles, and he diagnose that as “toe impingement”, and he could see the planta fasciitis on my left foot. But for some reason Paul Wang won’t put that in writing for me, apparently, he has left the clinic. Although his name is still listed at the podiatrist place in Bundaberg and because I later went to that place “advance foot care” and saw a different podiatrist, a young woman Taylor Tatarelli, who couldn’t see the planta fasciitis, and said the reason I was experiencing pain was because I was walking funny! And she wanted me to pay $600 for an orthopaedic! Plus, Paul Wang didn’t charge me at all, as per the Plan, and I shouldn’t have been charged by Taylor, but she charged $100, so not only are they stealing from me, but possible wrong fully diagnosing my foot! Also, I suspect Paul Wang actually does still work there, but he didn’t want to see me because he knows that I have Collapse Arch, and they didn’t want to put it in writing (all the dogs were there) Later that day I went to the Dr, Dr Dr Enzo from the Moore Park Beach clinic - he could see that my left leg was in dire straits, from walking that day, but instead of letting Centrelink know that I plainly cannot walk on my foot, or my leg swells up, he did nothing – he is an idiot. The woman at the pathology lab says he works incahoots with Dr Abass – so both of them arses. (Dr Abass, when I went to him for proof that I had a Collapsed Arch, he said he couldn’t give it to me.) Yet another clueless GP. I will keep persisting with an appeal. Still denied – Centrelink CUNTS, July 2022 – still cannot walk for longer than 10 minutes and have foot pain. So, I want to further add to that appointment, because that swelling in my left leg and pain particularly around my knee lasted for a couple of days, but what I noticed that the pain extended right up my left side and into my left boob. So, the podiatrist who, just before was poking, prodding, and rubbing the ball of my foot, for what seems like at least 20 minutes in painful manner, also had me traipsing around on her walking electronic measuring pad - she did something to my foot which set something off on my left side. I TOLD YOU I CAN’T WALK ON MY FOOT. Or this is what happens. Dr Enzo had no idea what was wrong with it – NONE. I want to add, that bloody Dr, saw, blatantly that my knee was twice its normal size, I could not walk properly or bend it, yet, he completely ignored it, as like, “it never happened, I don’t see any problems at all” –‘I will protect that bimbo podiatrists with any lies necessary’. And this is at least the 4th time something like this has happened. Either covering up for another Dr’s fuck up, whether it be deliberate or accidental. OR a doctor just completely ignoring symptoms, if they don’t know what the problem is, OR, does not want anyone to know that I have that particular affliction – don’t ask me what their motive is in that case? I would say, 6/10 Dr Visits, this is the case – not good odds if you go to a Dr. Also, I have fluid and swelling in my whole left leg now, that extends into my left breast, and lymph nodes. And so, I went to Friendlies Hospital in Bundaberg, Sarah the lymphoedema physio, and omg TOTAL FAKER. I know for a fact, that she has no idea where the lymph nodes are located around the ankle and calf, in fact she pretty much ‘stroked’ the opposite of where they are located. She is a fake doctor. If this does not demonstrate her incompetence, then it demonstrates her total lack of respect for me, and desire to do the opposite of what she should be doing. She also tried to talk me into spending $80 on a stocking, and said she would bulk bill me, but then DID not, charging my cc $80 she is a thief aswell. And I told you, all physio and chiro can be bulk billed. If they charge, they are being greedy thieves. So, I recommend not going to see any more chiros or physios, or anything. A reflexologist has more of a clue about lymph’s than she does – bimbo. So, several months later, I’m still getting pain in my left boob plus it’s red. Maybe the podiatrist set off a pre-existing injury, as I was kicked in that boob several years ago which caused a big huge inflammation of the cysts, (which were removed), and that boob to, was also squashed brutally by a bitchy bimbo female lab technician at the Melbourne hospital during a scan. So possibly those two past injuries maybe the root of this new aggravation, or it could be something else like mould in my new unit? I am not sure; I’m going to have to make another doctor’s appointment to try and determine what the problem is. So, both that MPB Dr and the podiatrist, had no idea what either was doing. So, after trying to get an appointment in my new location, I eventually did, (no thanks to the local Lockwood Drs – more bimbo receptionists. {actually, later I tried to get a second app, and again, no luck, had to go to the hospital emergency outpatient unit, AGAIN, where I think I saw Emma Finylson, the thief. Just bloody useless. (And there are heaps of doctors here, with bimbo receptionists network who refuse to give me an appointment – I think they all must be all manipulated by that stupid blonde receptionists in Chatswood – the DOG NETWORK on text messaging.) Those receptionists seem NOT to realize just exactly what their job is; all they have to do is make the appointment, that’s it. They do not get to decide if the person actually needs to appointment or not – they are far too stupid to do that. So, I did make another appointment, a female, Dr Narelle Armstrong, she had no idea, so sent me for a breast ultrasound. (She did this to power trip as SHE DOES NOT KNOW WHY I HAVE SORE LYMPHS, PLUS, she does not know how to treat Planta fasciitis, she said after the boob is sorted, she will send me to an exercise physiologist – and there is no such thing) The ultrasound guy said I had no lumps. However, 2 weeks later when I saw her again (I could not get in sooner – I suspect bimbo reception problem again, even though I had to go for a tick on my head, but still could not get in and had to go to the emergency outpatient unit at the hospital. But Dr Armstrong said there was a lump in my other boob and I need a mammogram and biopsy at Mackay. But seriously – there is no lump in my other boob, I have checked and checked. I really think she made it up, just like how Abass sent me for a foot Xray and ultrasound – as they cannot see a collapsed arch from either, so it would be pointless doing. Anyway, I phoned the radiology all the way up in Mackay, and guess what, they want $70. So, this is what this is about - the money. The money and they fact that’s she does not know why I have sore lymph’s under my arm and on my right breast. So, she totally concocted some bullshit for her to power trip, so she would not feel bad at not knowing what the real problem is. She wanted me to drive all the way up to Mackay to have a boob syringed out only there was nothing to syringed out! THIS is the epitome of stupidity. I will not be going for a biopsy. Btw I did email her after they said they were going to charge me, and she emailed me back saying she has sorted it, and then one of the bimbo radiologist receptionists called me to say it would be bulk billed – so there you go, they can, and should have bulk billed ALL my appointments. The ones that charged me are greedy thieves, I am going to name them: Cody Amos, Taylor Tatarelli, Dr Mohamed Hussein, and Sarah Atkinson, all from Bundaberg. I later found out that this whole lymph thing, is a “thing” with doctors. There has been no intelligence about the lymph system and lymph problems, aside from women who have had lymph nodes removed due to breast cancer. This is now, the only area where they think it’s of concern - they don’t acknowledge the fact that one, can have lymph problems at all. But they are starting to recognise it, as we have new forms of communications, like YouTube and Facebook. And you know how women like to talk! By the way, I remember back in 1999, when I moved onto a farm near Gunnedah, I first noticed I had lymph problems then, I didn’t know that that’s what it was at the time - I thought it was just some sort of weird sex thing, because it was such a relief when the lymph fluid was moved! So silly! But I suspect actually this is the reason why there’s not much information on it either - people are very prudish (which is another strange weird phenomena!). So, lymph problems are not a sexual problem (!). I look at my situation back then, and the house I was living in wasn’t insulated/built well, so it was very hot in summer/cold in winter. I didn’t have much money, so I would’ve been eating properly, I was smoking, probably as a food substitute, but I was doing a lot of horse-riding, and I was fairly physically active and well then - although not as active as the prior 10 years, that I had been working on my feet all day long. So, it was one of those factors or maybe a combination of all of them to stir up trouble in my lymph system. Oh! not to mention my jodhpurs could’ve been too tight, or maybe I didn’t even have jodhpurs at that point, and I was wearing jeans, in which case, that would’ve caused problems I’m sure, having no stretch, so pulled tight over my leg muscles whilst riding. I should do the 40km drive up to Mackay for a lymphatic drainage massage, but all the medical professionals that I’ve seen over the past 5 years have been big fat fakers, so have decided not to waste my money. {I have since discovered a reflexologists on YouTube, Dr Adam Thomas, and he instructs how to self massage, well actually he shows other reflexologists how to , and so anyone can see how to – and you can do it yourself, as I tried it and – OMG, so affective, thankyou thankyou, and for free. And, just remembered, I did have some mild lymph pain before I saw that evil podiatrist, at first I remember it started with spa use – my spa, arms resting over the top, contacting some sort of bacterial infection? The next day my lid that sits on top where my arms went, turned black with mould. But then someone told me it may have been sewage being emptied nearby at MPB? Yuk, I am fairly sure it is spa? But then I did remember specifically after I did some freestyle when I first went to MPB, I HAD SORE LYMPHS, and I don’t think I had my spa back then, no, I did not. So maybe neither spa or sewage, but it’s just exercise?? Who knows. God, do they really empty sewage into the ocean? Backwards idiots. {I just reread my story “Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems”, I mention some woman I spoke to on the phone re my Lymphs – she may be the root cause of the podiatrists behaviour back at Bundaberg?} Sometimes I think Telstra muck up everybody's communication; they're so facetious and rude and disrespectful, and bitchy, to customers, so everybody's calls get rerouted or whatever, so no one can do proper business……. Btw, at the hospital when I had the infected tick treated, thieving dogs turned up while I was waiting (they sometimes wear pink clothes, same ones as at Gin Gin hospital who followed me and stole my Care Plan out of the car), they followed me to the Sarina chemist and tried to steal from me at the chemist (via PBS/non PBS prices - Sarina chemist are just as guilty as the dogs who manipulate them.) It’s a highly organised crime scam. By the way, when I complained about this to the health authorities, they got back to me and told me that “we’ll we won’t do anything about this, we will protect everyone who works at the hospitals and in the industry, over you, and will call you crazy if you call and make anymore complaints again” – well, they didn’t outrightly say that, they said it in a round about way, but that message was loud and clear. If I want to put a complaint in the future, then it has to be done anonymously. I’d say you can’t trust any woman who works in the health industry in Australia they’re all bloody dodgy. No ‘gay’ radar, a victim radar – we want money we want money we want money we want money we want money. Here is a good spot to mention, that female Dr, I felt, was in cahoots with quite a few other women, because I had women sniffing around me at that particular time - women who wear pink (hot pink – they seem to be related to raising money for fake breast cancer? They are evil and not ‘working for the good’ Olivia Newton John inspired little thieves) So, I felt like they were working in conjunction, to get me to go on this unnecessary trip up to the imaging Centre, about my boob. I felt like they wanted to treat me like a mouse, and play their “cat and mouse game” (they picked the wrong person). But I strongly suspect, and I have no proof of this, but I strongly suspect there would have been “boob removal” in the name of breast cancer, when in fact it was just a bunch of bitchy girls playing “cat and mouse” games. You should never underestimate how evil women are. I find in society, most people do. I recommend 5 opinions before major surgery – GREED I want to mention, back at Dr Enzo who took my weight and height, said I was slightly overweight and I ought to lose some. I felt he was totally right. I have always been slim, but now after 5 yrs sore foot and no walking or anything, not so much, I look normal, and for me, that is overweight. I specifically mention this, as I have dogs on Netflix who try to manipulate ‘forced feeding’ – this is actually really easy to do in the image world, all you have to do is present a food image, and voilà the person watching is hungry. They do it normally as in, a pre written script, they also do it ‘live’, at a big expense. It is a form of abuse. There are people also who do signs, saying that “I am blind” and thus lose my things, rather than admit to bimbos stealing them. {Wrong, not blind} Also, there are people saying I have dementia, Alzheimer’s, rather than admit BLONDE bimbos stealing from me - {Wrong again, and fuck off you stupid sign dogs, stop doing disrespectful signs}. I did get scratched by my cat badly after a tragic incident involving my Builyan neighbours. I went to Agnes Water Discovery Coast Medical Centre, Dr Scanlan, who gave me antibiotics, (the right one) and then a Tetanus shot, - the Tetanus shot, caused 15 months of major arm pain, unable to lift arm up – and I had to relocate in that period – oh what a joy.) Tetanus is NOT necessary (antibiotics work just fine on all related medical situations, even for something deep and serious) and any Dr knows it. This guy is just a prick who needs to be sued, as does the greedy pharmaceutical people who entice Dr's to give them out still – money making scam. Apparently that Dr called me, he said it was the Dr who owned that clinic – he called 15mnths later , like a week after my arm stopped hurting finally, and I could now lift it up. {Not a coincidence}. And he said, it is the girl who decides about Tetanus – tell the girl, he implied it was the girls who insisted I have a Tetanus shot, but I remember Dr Scanlan asked the girls to administer a Tetanus. Later, in 2025, I learnt about Fascia, as it is the fascia causing problems in my back, and possibly foot. Anyway, I suspect the reason I could not lift up my arm after the shot for so long, was because the girl twisted my fascia somehow, with the needle – and possibly deliberatley?? I did not know fascia was a thing before, but, a nurse, probably did know about it, and it was a nurse who administered the shot. They are such cunts. Also, I think it was that Dr, who I spoke to about Mylanta, I have to take Mylanta for heartburn, like every day, sometimes 2 or 3 tablets, (from when I was 18-20, studying and living off tomatoes and bread), and I asked him if I should take other medication instead, he prescribed something, I tried it, but felt it was not as affective as Mylanta, plus there was a risk to my stomach, apparently it has side affects of ulcers. So I switched back to Mylanta. Btw, Mylanta is bicarb soda ($3.95/kg), plus sweetner so it is palatable; and Mylanta people are charging $14-$18 a packet for “bicarb” tablets!! Scam. Not sure why China has not produced a non generic brand!! Plus Mylanta people change the ingredients list on the packaging, without changing the product. Maybe it was Dr Abass who I spoke to about Mylanta? I want to mention, a lot of Dr’s, especially now, rather than when I was younger want to do blood tests. I feel this a scam, especially if I have not told the Dr, I was having any specific symptoms that would warrant a blood test – I feel it as a moneymaking scam for new pathology labs. Plus, Queensland Health offers “The Spectacle Supply Scheme”;1 pair of glasses to healthcare card holders every two years. But it turns out only if you pay them $35 for the eye scan. Scam. Also, I developed arthritis in my knee when I was about 42. This was diagnosed by DR Nasma Rahman at the Gunnedah Rural Health clinic in 2013, when I went to see her about a cyst in my boob. However, she or, should I say Stephanie Huntly, the document recorder, failed to say what type of arthritis, or write this up in my medical records – oh no, that’s not going to cause any problems. Stupid. Actually there were 3 names on my medical records, Stephanie Huntly, Katrina Nowland and Lisa Sutherland, it was not 100% clear which girl did what, it certainly was not made clear at my appointment that it was being recorded. And part of the report was cut off. Maybe the ‘recorder’ girl took notes from the Dr afterwards? Who knows how they do their ‘shit’ – but I am thinking all appointments should be camera and audio recorded. Plus, I personally believe, I have knee arthritis that is caused from old injuries. And the only type of injury that my knees have sustained is from when I was at school (NEGS), and I was forced to kneel on hardwood kneelers in church twice a week, it was extremely painful at the time, and it was a ‘thing’ that not only the referend, but the school principal and girls in the choir who did not have to kneel, enjoyed inflicting this pain on the other girls – they deserve cancer. Every time I stand up, I am in pain, I can no longer ride my bike or do other things, only 47 now. I wish to sue the school, but the 4 lawyers who bothered to get back to me, refused. Lawyers are trained monkees in this country. (I had NEGS girls (stupid ones) pursuing me my whole life trying to inflict pain on me due to those church services) I should mention I was thrown from a horse once and hurt my knee, this is why that knee is worse, I am pretty sure. Although information about this type of arthritis changes every time, I look it up on google. I was diagnosed with arthritis in my knees in 2013 by Dr Nazma Rahman, however she didn’t tell me what type of arthritis. So I went to a local doctor here to find out, he sent me to have an x-ray of my knees (?). Then he said I don’t have arthritis. He is a bloody idiot. mmm all these years of imagined arthritis symptons! – yeah right. I absolutely do, but he said I didn’t because he wants me to go to see a physio on a care plan - which the government pays for, because you see, that clinic down there “Family Practice”, is run by receptionists who are wives and friends of other health related people, trying to make money for themselves. So, they want money for physio, and not money to treat my problem – see those doctors are run by receptionists. He also said I would need an MRI scan to see arthritis or my plantar fasciitis, but that is too expensive and they do not bulk bill. In Gunnedah they bulk billed me for brain MIR same at Bundaberg – that’s 2 scans wasted, when they could have done my foot to see the collapsed arch, or my knee to see arthritis. Not to mention Dr Abass sending me for ultrasound and Xray on my foot when only an MRI scan will show it. Idiots wasting my time and tax payers money. Btw, a little birdy told me the real reason they are denying I have arthritis in the knees now, is because there is a new cure, an expensive one, so they do not want me to be able to access that treatment, so they just deny I have it. The whole medical world is full of dodgy liars. Oh, in 2023, I came across a medical form from Dr Abass I think, he mentioned on my care plan I had arthritis, and listed which type, but I can’t recall off the top of my head what type it was, and don’t ask what form, I have so many on file now! But its there somewhere, in black and white. And the Dr who said I did not have arthritis, also said he knows “one can have plantar fasciitis, without it being seen by eye or detected machine” – so its like he has major common sense in this area, but none in the arthritis area!! I have a very old memory of when I was young, my 4yr old sister was taken to the emergency hospital at Tamworth for a BADLY broken leg, she was in a LOT of pain and I clearly remember the neglect we experienced at the hospital, waiting for hours and hours, and my sister screaming and crying the whole time. “We had to wait our turn in the queue”. SCREAMING hrs hrs…. Such bimbo lack of common-sense behaviour, I can’t believe it. GO AND GET THE DOCTOR. The lack of common sense in young women is scary. Actually, I believe that “waiting our turn” would have stemmed from no one being ‘allowed’ to be different or special; each person had to wait their turn. The more I think about this whole ‘special’ issue, the bigger the deal I realize it is. People especially in country areas, are really threatened by anyone who is perceived as special, nobody likes to think of anybody else more special than them - it’s a total ego bimbo concept. And, along the same lines as someone who boasts and skytes about how good they are at something; that person gets fully shunned from the group, or family, or school, or whatever the situation. I have seen it many times. This comes from a lack of pride, it’s a total tall poppy syndrome, and very common in rural Australia, which we need to evolve out of, because there are many special people. Although I heard after I wrote this it happens in the city too, to celebrities, young tv stars. “Oh, you think your special” punch! Stupid people suffer from this syndrome. But also with female hospital staff, their lack of common sense is due from “sleeping beauty” affect, which, is the governments fault, as there is a total unwillingness to ‘wake’ up young women, they like stupid bimbo women, the more stupid the better as far as A LOT of people are concerned, mainly men. It means no complaining about ALL the injustices going on in the world. See. You can't fix what you can't see. This was the main reason I was ban from FACEBOOK - let sleeping dogs lie. Another from mum - when my little brother was born, (4th born- always complications, really and truly I don’t know why mothers have more than two kids - they want to make things difficult for their offspring, so many medical problems always exist with more than 1 child. Anyway – my little brother, Tomas, when he was born, had something wrong with his ribs, I can’t quite remember the details, but it involved him throwing up, he could not keep down his milk. Mum took him to the doctors repeatedly, and the bimbo receptionist refused to give mum an appointment, she got to the point where she was an absolute wreck, because she knew that her little boy was going to die if he didn’t get some sort of medical assistance, so she really had to fight for him and get angry at the stupid bimbo receptionist in order for the doctor to see her child, and of course when they did, he was immediately flown down to Sydney for an operation, which saved his life. (Let me guess, STUPID DOGS DOING THE OPPOSITE – she really had to see a doctor so they said no, if she had of approached the receptionist: oh well, I might need an appointment, or I might not….”, then they would have made an appointment for her. Bloody STUPID female dogs. Also, from many yrs ago, when I was 10, the school I was about to attend required a medical check. The Dr at Gunnedah gave me one, I clearly remember he did a ‘squirm factor check’ – that is, to inflict pain for as long as it takes for the victim to squirm. I guess if the child does not squirm ever, there would be a problem, or possible future victim in the network of paedophiles. (Teach your child to ‘squirm’ when in pain or are uncomfortable) btw, I found in life, as a woman, this is one of the biggest things men do, to attack women, they enjoy making them feel uncomfortable – looking for that squirm factor. (Sidebar; You know, one that that really annoys me is parents and or Doctors who don’t tell their patient what’s wrong with them, they try to ‘protect’ the patient / child from devasting news – this IS SO WRONG I CAN’T BELIEVE IT people still do it and it is a part of ‘powertripping’ more so than having the patients/child’s best interest at heart. - not that I think Drs know about the virus correlation, but other health problems) Oh, and since I have no pool anymore for my back, (2023) sometimes I strain it, usually just 1 side, and I need to go to a Physio, but I can’t, it’s too expensive, some charge up to $200 for initial consult. And I cannot get a part medicare rebate for Physio either, like the people on a ‘health care plan' can, as my back only gets strained sometimes, it’s not a permanent thing. So I have to just lay in bed for 1-2 weeks until I can move again. Health care in Australia, what healthcare? And of course, I have to mention what a total scam the mental health industry is in this country, it’s a total moneymaking, job creation, female dominated area that is full of bullies/predators and cats who just want to play the Cat and Mouse game. It’s an area you should stay well away from-take matters into your own hands. (Including all medications for mental health - total money-making power tripping scam, in my experience, I find most nursing staff in a nursing home delusional about medication. Often people are there because they are in the process of dying, and there is no help that can be given, but a nurse has only the knowledge that they are there to help, so if they can’t help, then they can give them a tablet and feel then that they are helping. And this is also true in hospitals and mental units, where a person has been put there because they are scarring the pencil pushers, (often just for speaking the truth but in a loud ‘scary’ voice) so they are classed as someone with ‘mental health issues’, and thus must be put on medication. Just because they have a concern and speak in a raised voice! This is really a joke, and I can’t believe it has not come to light about the complete stupidity of this practice. That type of medication will do more harm than good. WAKE UP bims. Don’t get me started on the dentist visits either, there has been a whole string of bad ones. My main issue with dentists is doing work that doesn’t need to be done, they just want your money. (Plus, the teeth torture/NEGS time) All in all, it’s a good thing I’m a pretty healthy person, and had a fortunate childhood with healthy food and an intelligent mother who knew how to feed her kids, to make sure we were fit and healthy. Thankyou mum! 2024 - I need to update this, 2yrs later, I am now living in Sarina, and I STILL have a Collapsed Arch. 6 yrs. To cut a long story short, I have worked out I can heel it with cold, 3hrs cold treatment below the neck. (I write about it in detail on “Inflammation from collapsed Arch - What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch or Plantar fasciitis “ page 15). But now, so far, this treatment has been unavailable to me. And certainly, no Dr in Sarina, or Gin Gin, or Gunnedah, is aware of it. (!) BTW, having plantar fasciitis means that I can't really walk or do any exercise, because it just hurts and doesn't heal. You can't believe how much weight I've put on NOT being able to do any exercise for six years. So, every three months I have to go to the Dr, as I need a doctors medical certificate to give Centrelink. So that's what I've been doing, ($44 each time, what a waste of money), and then eventually Centrelink contacted me, and said “well we no longer believe you, you don't have a collapsed arch or you have to provide better proof, otherwise you now have to jump through our hoops” and went ahead and made an appointment with a ‘new’ jobs provider, after first cutting my pay, and harassing me by phone with multiple calls. (They said this, because if you are receiving medical certificates for more than 3 years, they put you on disability – but they do not want to put me on disability as it is considerably more money than unemployment’s. – They are screwing me (AGAIN). So if you have a medical certificate you don't have to jump through their cunt power tripping activity hoops. So I go back to the doctor and said that they didn't believe me and I need more proof! So then the doctor tells me, this whole time he's been giving me medical certificates for my back, and not my foot! Can you believe that! I’m thinking: You know, I have it in writing from you; COLLAPSED ARCH! What the fuck! –He said he will prescribe another ultrasound and xray (even though I already had done this. He also said I have a back problem which he will sort out (I never mentioned to him anything about my back (!) – he said my back problem is more significant than my foot problem! What the!! Now, I believe he said this, because, I mean, how would he know? No mention to him about my back EVER, (compared to my foot, my back, as far as I was concerned, was not a real problem, my foot was way more of a problem, as I COULD NOT WALK). But, they were doing a ‘thing’ in the medical world, about fascia - it's a new thing that they have discovered, which they thought before was kind of irrelevant, just the connective tissue holding muscle, but it turns out that you can have fascia problems. And someone in the medical world must have wondered why I was having back problems while I was at Gin Gin, looked into it, and made a discovery!! Yah for that person. I mean, I was and still am having problems; after doing laborious activities such as my gardening, I could not stand up properly. I thought it was from my long butt length hair, because when I wash it I am doing a repetitive brush to remove all the tangles, and it's quite hard work, I would exit the shower with a rapid heartbeat. But when I got my haircut in 2022, I found the problem didn't go away. So Dr Eche told me, it's because of my scoliosis, the curve is bad enough to cause these movement problems related to the Fascia. I find it very strange, because I've gone my whole life without ever having any back problems (aside from sciatica from shovelling horse manure - I don't believe it's because of the scoliosis, I believe it's from physical activity). In 2001, I was heavily getting into creating my garden, and one day I was shovelling some horse manure out of the trailer that my sister (Penny) and I had just collected from the race track (not that my sister actually contributed to any of the work involved! she was the driver and the watcher!) So, all of a sudden when I was shovelling, my back kind of just went twinge, and was painful. I didn't understand what was happening and just kept shovelling till it was all done (whoops). The next day or maybe just a bit later, I suddenly couldn't walk (it may have been a week later after more gardening?? Ages ago now, 25 years ago) So I was in an extreme amount of pain, my whole right leg swelled up considerably (or was it left?). All I had was some Mersyndol that my aunt had given me for when I had my wisdom teeth removed (which looking back I probably shouldn't of had removed as they weren't causing me any problems), so I kept taking these tablets waiting for them to work, but after 10 tablets there was no difference, that pain medication was pointless (it was from 1991, so maybe expired?) I did not take them all at once, it was over about 12 hrs, waiting, waiting…..so, I wasn't sure what to do, it was more than typical pain and bruise that one encounters in day to day life. So, I called dad and dad said he would come out and take me to the hospital. Now it was the wee hours of the morning by then, (tired and ugly) {not angry, still young and sweetly spoken}, I told the Gunnedah hospital people I was in a lot of pain in my back, and I took Mersyndol for it, but that it didn't make any difference at all - and they completely ignored the fact that I was in pain, and thought (in retrospect, I can see they thought) that I'd overdosed myself, like committed suicide. (!) But I didn't know that this is what they thought, so what they did was give me some medication {which I thought would help with the pain}, but instead, it was one of those vomiting medications, and so I spent the next few hours vomiting every 15 minutes to the second. So, the pain in my back and leg was now topped with this having to get up every 15 minutes (I did not know they gave me this medication – if I had of known, I would have got a bloody bucket – how could they give me medication and not tell me what it was? What's wrong with those stupid nurses). But, I had not eaten anyway, it was repeated vomiting attempts, like dry retching I think it’s called, painful, very uncomfortable. Unbearable. Not to mention my back pain. Honestly looking back on it now, as someone who is not so young and sweetly spoken; I can't begin to describe how angry I am about this cruel stupidity on behalf of Gunnedah hospital. All of the people involved in this situation have major problems. What? do you always believe the gossips: How many times do I have to say it: NOT ON DRUGS and PERFECTLY MENTALLY HEALTHY – you stupid bimbos. (This may have something to do with my little sister? Apparently she told all her friends that I was on drugs, so the girls at that hospital must have herd the gossip and believed it? My little sister is a little shit). So, anyway, the following 3 mnths I could not walk, luckily the rental had wooden floorboards so I could just sit on my office chair and glide myself around. I couldn't even put my foot in my shoe; my leg was still huge. So, one of Penny’s friend eventually, casually, mentioned to me, just by chance one day, when penny was not there......, ‘that doctor I saw at the hospital was two days away from retirement, I should see someone else’ (Like, on my blog, I have mentioned the receptionists at the Dr’s in Gunnedah refused to give me Dr appointments, so I have to go to the emergency ward (they discriminate, it seems based on looks)). And I’m thinking, as if I was going to go back to those idiots. So, in those 3mnths I saved up a little money and went and saw a masseuse, I had 4 sessions, she kind of helped but not really, there's only so much a masseuse can do it with sciatica – not that she admitted as such, she was happy to take my money. I was still young and not aware I should have gone to a chiropractor. I didn't even know I had sciatica as it was never diagnosed. But eventually I could walk and it wasn't that painful anymore. I ended up leaving the farm and went down to Melbourne RMIT, when I was there I saw a chiropractor (not the ones at RMIT chiro school {I wrote a whole story about those female twits – probably from Gunnedah hospital}. So, this guy gave me an adjustment and it was kind of an instant relief. I was much better after that. So, at no point did anyone ever tell me I had sciatica. Eventually, years later just from hearing about what sciatica is, I realised “oh that's what I had”. I mean thank goodness we have YouTube now. The doctors, nurses and receptionists in Australia are 'stupids'. So, from time to time, I got a sore back, but then I got my lap pool and did my swimming and no more pain. And, more importantly I discovered that if you just lie down immediately; like if I put my back out in pain, and then lie down perfectly straight on flat surface, and just wait, about 15 minutes, the disc that slipped out will go back in, and all will be fine again, no pain down the leg, no swelling. I still maintain that this back issue was not related to scoliosis, but some people reckon scoliosis is from muscle weakness, and some people reckon sciatica is from muscle weakness too. But after all my gardening I would have quite substantial muscles in my back. They think apparently the muscles have to be strong enough to keep the discs in place. So, I'm not an expert but I know that there are people out there now thinking that that's not entirely true. They're still figuring it out as far as I can tell. Oh, and when I was doing my freestyle, following the black line down the pool, all of a sudden I felt ‘click, click’ and my back realigned itself. Swimming pool – essential for anyone with scoliosis and or sciatica. Btw, I reckon that Doctor who they told me was two days away from retirement, would've had nothing to do with the situation, it would've been all stupid little girls who believe gossipy rumours that I'm on drugs and have mental problems. I can't believe what a witch hunt this whole area is, and how stupid women are. I will never see a female doctor ever, they are useless, they have no common sense and are easily manipulated by each other - complete stupidity, well, nurses. And note the narcissism "you don't have anything wrong with your back, it's all in your head." Rack off Cate Cameron you thieving little narc bimbo. As I read this, now in retrospect, I realise I will have to put in a complaint, even though it is 25 years later this is still completely unacceptable behaviour and they can't change if they don't even know what's going on, and so I did, (I noticed that they seem to have numerous departments you can complain to, and these departments seem to change on a weekly basis...). When I had to check the box 'what outcome do you want' I checked 'compensation'. Lol, as if these people are going to even admit what they did wrong, let alone compensate for it - why would they even offer that box?? But, I did get a response: “not enough evidence for an investigation and it happened too long ago”. Whatever. I complain here, it is way more effective than that gov department. Actually, a few years later, when I was at same hospital re facial nerve damage from homeopathic medication; I received the same form of discrimination by the nurses at reception (“no, nothing wrong here at all, all in your mind”) – even though there was a visible “drop face” on one side, still visible when I was there, – I could see that nurse looking at my photo of my mouth, on the day it happened when it was quite severe, and she was nodding her head as in oh yes, but then she was saying “oh no, not really anything wrong” – like she just did not want to deal with this issue, whether she did not know how, or just could be bothered, who knows? maybe they can’t do anything about that kind of nerve damage – not advanced enough?? Plus, she and her nurse friend got their male friend or acquaintance (male idiot) to steal something out of my car while I was there. They definatly need to be sued. So, back at Sarina, Dr Echhe said, I also have disc degenerative disease in all my lower L discs. I am to reduce physical activity and not do such labourious activities. (but I really like gardening and it's pretty much been my little business for the past 20 years, it is work that does not involve any DOGS (the main problem in my life- way worse than back probs, way worse than foot probs), and I would have no money at all if I haven't been doing it, since they refuse to give me a disability.) I reach a point where I can't stand up straight, and I can no longer walk, and I have to lie down, and you know the relief from just lying down is so great. You should hear me whingeing and moaning and heaving and hoeing, it's absurd. All this time I was thinking I need massage I must be tense, so whether that's true or not I don't know because I definitely can't afford a massage unless I went to Thailand. That's why I've had this secret dream of when I get the pension I'm going to just take my pension and go over to Thailand or some such country where they do massage for very cheap which they still do is like $10 for an hour and a half massage. It's extraordinary, and I'm thinking I need at least one every day to try and heal my tenseness, but since I have a fascia problem I'm not sure whether that will help?? Well, probably will, and I feel that's why, all these years I feel like I need a massage, it's because my fascia has kind of moved on my muscles and pushed them and pulled them, and a massage, preferably by a physio, would be able to help with that. Typical, got a health problem which involves the most expensive type of massage, and can't afford anyway.{Side bar: At the moment, updating in 2025, my legs are kind of looking like I have the measles or the chickenpox, and a severe case. I thought mainly it was from ingrown hairs, because I wax, and the older I get, the more my skin is getting “tougher”, but the hairs are getting finer, and so they're becoming ingrown, then I just keep scratching them until they're free, so it causes a big red sore. – But I recall, I used to have same problem when I was young, and noticed, I get bitten by bugs, a lot! I feel at this point that I'm getting picked on by a little bugs. I'm pretty sure most people won't have as many sores on their legs as I do. I remember going to the ocean when I was young and having no sores because the ocean saltwater cleared them up. I tried doing that here, but maybe I am not in the water long enough, but it does not work aswell. So, I think I've always been attacked by little bugs. You would think those bugs could be a little bit more grateful. I never use pesticides! I have written on my blog how beneficial massage is, plus atm, I'm learning about fascia and massage, I'm realising massage is just even better than what I thought and wrote. {I had permanent pins and needles in my mouth because of the dodgy dental work, but face massage stopped it!} Amazing. And YouTube has helped with the compression from my spine for degenerative disorder: stretching flat on back, simple and effective. Anyway, what I wanted to say about the bugs, is when the sores are healing they itch, they itch a lot, I get really itchy, and I feel like, God is a tight arse: not enough money for massage, so he gets the bugs to bite me so I inadvertently start rubbing all over in peculiar massage style! Lol} I was watching YouTube and they have a new idea that acupuncture can help with fascia and the needles inserted can stretch the fascia so maybe someone who knows what they're doing might help? I imagine though for acupuncturist it's a relatively new area as well I did look up local acupuncture in my area he says he has 30 years of experience and he charges $120 and it wasn't clear whether that was for the full session which was half an hour or for 10 minutes and each session last 30 minutes so like the website was implying that you have to pay three times $120 for a full session, which is just ridiculous, I don't know whether they were just being sneaky and smartarse or made a mistake with the 10 minutes? I remember going to an acupuncture when I was 20 at Hornsby, and it was free, I think they bulk billed? Back then anyone could go, walk in, walk outs all day, they had heaps of people coming and going. mmm, so yeah, at $120 acupuncture is definitely out. (Physio is $200, 1 whole weeks income). So all the time, after a while of doing anything strenuous, in fact like any work at all; cleaning or gardening, or making my planters, even dressmaking, and even sitting at a computer desk; eventually I would just get a sore back, and couldn't stand up properly, and would have to lie down. So, now that I know I have fascia problems (I used to call it “the Chinese stiff old man Disease from working in the rice paddocks”!! ), I believe, back at Gin Gin, when I was complaining of back problems they looked into it specifically, because I was unemployed, and I said that I have difficulties doing cleaning work, because of my back; and the fact that I was unemployed, plus the only honest woman in town, prompted them to look into why I couldn't clean; because rich housewives want someone honest who could clean for them. So, I believe God is aware of all the cunts in Australia and have given me this back problem deliberately so I wouldn't be roped into cleaning for some spoiled little rich stupid bimbo lol! too bad if your offended. You know back then at Gin Gin when I started having back issues, really I felt like I just needed a massage too maybe relax my back, or something, I wasn't really sure of anything, but I just knew a massage would prob help. I yearned for a massage. So I think looking back now as that was five years ago the main issue and problem and why it suddenly was a problem, because in fact, I've noted I can feel now, like there's a big twist in my back; if I put my hands on my hips and waist area I can feel my left side is normal flat back, but my right side literally twists, a big prominent twist in it, like that wasn't there before, so I think the cause of that, would be from having to relocate and lift all my furniture. I have quite a lot even though I've thrown 1/4 of it out and ¼ has been stolen, and another ¼ was left behind, you know having to move just your fridge for instance, it takes a lot of energy and effort, so I've had to do that 8 times in the past 7 years only 3 of those times did I have a couple of guys helping me {which goodness, made it so much easier}, So, yet another problem arising because I have to rent. I tell you it's such a problem, that people ought not be having kids at all if there's no prospect of home ownership - it's a total handicap and hardship. I latter changed my mind about scoliosis as the cause, and now think the ‘twist’ is fully related to walking on one foot, plus one injured foot. But again not sure. Plus I later again changed my mind when I put my back out in July 2025, simply bending over trying to look under the table (it was quite cold too), again I was confined to bed for five days, unable to walk or stand up straight, but I noticed that the pain whilst it was in my spine initially, possibly a pinched nerve? - in the centre of my back, it kind of moved over to the right, and this is where the curve of the scoliosis and the fascia problem comes into it, but then it affected my hips, my whole chest and underarms, plus my posture was really taking a dive, quite hunched by 2025 - so it would be all connected and related to the scoliosis, it's like a weakness brought out by the scoliosis. So, while it has seemed to take the medical profession a long time to work out the connection between scoliosis and fascia and general back weakness (diagnosed with scoliosis at school – but that was it, “you’ve got scoliosis“ – there was no mention of what that means, or fascia! They took an Xray, and told me the degree of curvature. But that was it. And then it was not until later in 2025 after searching “Fascia” and specific body part pain plus “posture”, on YouTube (thank goodness for YouTube, that I discovered techniques to alleviate the pain – also discovering the role lymph fluid blockages were playing, and was able to totally help myself through easy stretches; like lying on flat surface with towel under back opening my arm out and up, plus massage my chest lymph – total relief. I was able to go kayaking! And able to carry buckets of water without that painful twang and bedrest!! (There was a lot of youtubers talking about trauma and emotion causing these problems – and I say AS IF! Its all physical dearies! – a push to credit themselves, counsellor's that is! People who prey on the abused). Plus, I “fashioned” a relaxi sauna, its summer now, so look forward to it in winter especially. And also I want to say I get the feeling that there's discrimination at hospitals, DR’s and Centrelink; it's like oh you're born with this back problem so we will now give you a diagnose writing – a proven condition, we acknowledge this problem. But the foot problem, we're just going to ignore, no acknowledgement at all, because you either brought it on yourself from cleaning your pool, or the homeopath wrongly treated you giving you a big plantar wart causing big hole in boot, thus causing collapsed arch – we will NOT acknowledge that fuck up. Or my back, just happened to coincide with their research at the moment, on fascia; flavour of the month? They must not have done much research on plantar fasciitis, so they're just not going to bother dealing with it - I mean there's certainly been no attempts to treat it by the doctors. Actually same with my back, no treatment, just diagnosis. (Dr Eche did say I ought to get a proper chair to sit on (!) I do have a proper chair!) {Dogs: leave him alone. This is actually a thing, I don't think I've mentioned it before on my blog, in specifically this way, here is a good spot; anyone I mention, interact with, or even not mention but like if someone befriends me on Facebook, or something, then those people may have problems with the ‘dogs’ that torment me. Under the guise of “dogs who play sides” - there are definitely people out there who are trying to do this, and so if you say that you're friends with me, then they'll suddenly attack that person and make their life hell until they unfriend me. I deal with these dogs best I can, but I'm pretty sure not many other people will be able to handle them, in fact I haven't met anyone who could. They do exist, but are very rare.}. 15. Update on Plantar fasciitis 2023 (same as written “Life Stories” p1, Dr Experiences) (probably repeating myself a little here, sorry bout that reader) In December 2022, I felt my foot was actually really healing, it felt only slightly wrong, and I was perhaps only weeks away from a full cure. {HOORAY} But in late Dec, when the weather was so lovely and warm, I decided I should give my foot a final helping hand by going over to Armstrong Beach and walking in the soft squishy sand for a little, to stretch it out. I did, but after 50m or so, I realized the sand was rock hard there, not soft or squishy at all, I headed back, but too late, I think it has collapsed again, with heaps more pain, even a couple of weeks later. FUCK. I guess this means now, months if not years more of healing. Also, if I bother to go to the Dr and ask for a medical certificate stating I have plantar fasciitis, then I do not have to bother speaking to my horrible jobs provider every fortnight, (as you know how I feel about them if you have read my blog, (Centrelink Cunts), so I got one 3mnths ago, for the first time, (prob should have started in 2017 when it first collapsed). It certainly makes a decided difference to the quality of my life, not having to speak meet or call or hear from the jobs provider (even though btw, since I have my own business selling seeds, they have already stated I do not have to apply for the mandatory xx amount of jobs per fortnight; why I still have to speak with the provider does not make sense (rule made up by women no doubt.) Anyway, when the 3mnths expired I needed another one. That doctor who did the first one, left town, apparently, so I had to go to another. Now you would think, I would just present the medical evidence at a new Dr and get it, but nooo, the doctors do not like to make things that simple (they are fucked), here is the story: So I mentioned when I used to live at Rangari, and drove over to Tamworth, ‘they’ (the dogs) would place fluorescent council workers on the roads, even when they’re not doing any roadworks, - for the sole point of so they could have a reason to stop all the traffic, so as I would have to stop, and see those fluorescent council workers. They would wait for me to look - for ages if necessary, and connect with one of the road workers – they seem to want me to simply stare at some road worker (bizarre). If I did not, they would beep to sign I lose. I went on, and on, on my blog, to say how those dogs, and those road workers should go fuck themselves. As, their stupid game was - if I didn’t do it, then they would steal from me at Bunnings, and also from my house when I was at Bunnings in Tamworth that day. Please advise how do I get rid of stupid dogs who play stupid games like this? Anyone? So, when I had to go to the Doctor that day, (btw, we had a phone consult already, but then after I sent her previous Drs reports as she requested, instead of issuing the medical certificate, as per a normal Dr would, she said I had to come into the clinic for another appointment – that was Dr Pal Suparna. STUPID. So, at the Dr that day, it was EXACTLY the same as when driving over to Tamworth, only the fluorescent council worker suddenly appeared in the clinic, and a woman (a dog – I have seen her before, I think she is from Australian Television industry) came in and sat directly across from me to see if I looked. I had my camera on, but it was hidden behind my knitting basket, so otherwise I could put that dog, in particular, on YouTube – that is the only way to stop the dogs, in my experience, so far. {Of course, I’m not going to play their stupid game by looking – GO FUCK YOURSELVES DOGS. I was concentrating on my knitting anyway. You can shove your game up your arse. Go find some bimbo to play with, or better yet, why don’t you kill yourselves, the world would (literally) be a better place without you in it.} So, when it was clear that I was not going to look at fluorescent council worker, (again, slow learners), they did their usual beeping and tapping to say, you lose, (albeit very passive this time, as since I have written about the beeping, used as passive aggressive harassment, it has greatly reduced, greatly). (Do they think I am a dog? That technique is used to train dogs; reward and punishment. Although a savvy modern dog trainer does not need to use punishment, as they make the reward good enough. Guess what I am not a dog - YOU’RE THE DOGS. (Get a life, stop concerning yourself with mine). When I talked to the DR, eventually, Dr Pal Suparna, she said she’s going to refuse to do what I requested (the punishment) re my plantar fasciitis treatment, unless I had another (a third ultrasound), and as you can’t actually see a collapsed arch on an ultra sound, this tells me she just wants to make Medicare pay her friends, the local imaging people, for unnecessary ultra sound. ABSURD THIEF. This meant I had to go to a different Clinic, who of course had no problems doing the medical certificate via a phone consult, so I did not have to go into the clinic. So, this is typical of pretty much, at least, half of everywhere I go. There are dogs who want me to play their stupid dog game, and if I don’t, then they refuse me service or worse. This is beyond discrimination, not to mention completely dysfunctional. But I cannot do anything about it, mainly because people have really no idea what I’m talking about, mostly they just think I must be ‘crazy’. {surrounded by morons}. And, there is no actual laws been broken in this situation, I mean ongoing harassment can be dealt with, if caught in the act. But because they don’t verbally state that they’re going to discriminate against me, really there is no proof. I mean that’s the way the courts are set up too, so as to protect people from being falsely imprisoned, there has to be hard proof, pretty much in writing, one person saying we’re going to screw you over, on these grounds, and of course, that never happens . So as far as I’m concerned, this Clinic has got to be closed down. And even if the next clinic does exactly the same thing within a week of opening, it too should be closedown. These dogs need to learn, they can’t do this anymore, there are people out there (unlike the police) who can see this passive aggressive abuse, and will put a stop to it. As there seems to be some confusion amongst Doctors about the different types of collapsed arch or plantar fasciitis, I’m going to include some pictures and a few descriptions. In the first photo, of the flatfoot, this is a person’s foot who doesn’t have any problems, they just have flat feet. They can still do their activities, work and sports with no pain, and their feet, are not a sign of any serious problem like that caused by a collapsed arch. They just have a flat feet. Btw, most kids start off in life with flat feet, but the arch usually develops, just sometimes it doesn’t. It is seemed to be more desirable to have an arch, therefore someone with a flat foot is considered to have a problem, but there’s no problem. It’s just the way they are. I do not have this condition. The 2nd photo along shows a heel spur, which is sometimes described as plantar fasciitis, because it causes inflammation and is painful. (The lattin words ‘plantar fasciitis’ translates to inflammation of the foot, which can include many different conditions). This spur problem most definitely can be seen on an x-ray, although often the x-ray doesn’t show the full condition. And, usually not visible to the naked eye. The spur develops in response to damage and strain to the heel area. This by the way, is not what I have either. The next image along, shows pain that a runner can experience, often described as plantar fasciitis. Usually, the whole band of tissue that runs from the heel to the toes can become inflamed and painful. This cannot be seen on an x-ray or ultrasound, and usually is not visible to the naked eye. It is similar to what I have, but it is what I have, and my condition was not caused by running. The final picture shows a ballerina who spends a lot of time on her tippy toes, and her condition which is often not visible to the naked eye, is a result of spending too much time on tippy toes. This includes flexor hallucis longis tendinopathy - pain that runs from the big toe all the way along that arch muscle, and up through to the tibialis anterior, in the shin, with the most pain being felt along the arch. I have this condition. My physio described that, as separate from the ‘collapsed arched pain’; as in, in my situation, I had two different factors contributing to my plantar fasciitis, one which was a hole in my work boot, which caused considerable pain, then shortly after that and at the same time, the other was walking on my tippy toes whilst cleaning my 25m long lap pool (for hours every day). I describe my foot akin to a tragic king tide storm event like that you see on the news from time to time; where as a result of a king tide, a big storm, the results are major flooding and . At one point when I looked at my foot, I could see the arch ‘collapsed’, flat and floppy – but it would not have shown on an Xray or ultrasound as anything unusual – it cannot be seen by machine, but it was visible to the naked eye. Possibly, I’m not sure whether anyone on the planet has ever experienced a double dose of plantar fasciitis. What makes it worse is, I was told by a little birdie, that the hole in my work boot was done deliberately, to handicapped me, an act of sabotage. Not quite sure why they would think it necessary to do it deliberately, when I have no problems, creating such problems on my own, like the tippy toeing down the pool, although, I am fairly sure, my foot would’ve been to handle the excess tippy toeing, if the existing ‘hole foot’ problem from the work boot, didn’t happen. You can’t begin to understand how infuriated I was when I discovered it was done deliberately. It is reminiscent of the foot binders in Japan, who encouraged women to bind their feet, telling them that it is ‘beautiful’, when really it was about handicapping them. And when I heard initially that they were going to handicap me, I just wrote it off immediately and gave it no more thought “Handicap! - as if, I am strong like bull” – little did I know how evil people really are. And how stupid they are. If anyone knows is responsible, please let me know - and their motives? – I mean surely it could not just have been merely from my garden?? Create your own goddam garden you idiot. And this ‘king tide‘ situation, explains why I’ve had the condition for six years, with only in December 2022, seemingly there to be a light at the end of the tunnel. (April 2023, still has not heeled from the re-collapse.) Photos found online from very helpful legit medical sites. In feb 2025, I went down to the local quiet hotel that has a pretty much unused pool, to see if I could cold treat myself there- the blonde behind the counter (which btw, was a hotel reception/ come Bottle O, pub/bistro!) refused to allow me. Pub people – they fucked drunks or use fucked drunks! Not my scene! I have to update this, maybe I've done it, but in 2025, either my doctor or someone on Facebook in the plantar fasciitis group sent me some shoes, well they put them in my path, for really cheap, so I had to have no option but purchasing them, and these shoes after wearing them caused severe spur pain in my heel. I think they did it deliberately to show me ‘see, you actually do have the typical plantar fasciitis with spur pain in the heel’. So, I guess that is true, but in 2026 I went to a Physio and he said I have got the same spur problem in the front of my foot, which is why I usually have pain in the front of my foot and not the heel. He was very savvy, considering no one has been able to do anything about it for 8 years, certainly no podiatrist either. He advised me to purchase a metatarsal dome to wear in my shoes which hopefully will splay out the muscles either side of the spur and will reduce pain in and inflammation. He also told me to stand on my tippy toes repeatedly as an exercise stretch - this really hurts, so I don't know if it helps or not? When I was looking for my metatarsal dome, I saw something else to put under the base front of my foot, which had kind of foam surrounding a hole, I figure that that will be actually be better, ? so, I bought that as well, and I'll try them both. I got a lump on my head in 2025, thought it might be a tick but wasn't sure, and we have a skin specialist in Sarina who bulk bills. I went there, he said it was an ingrown hair, and it was full of pus. Dr Voytek; one of those annoying idiot doctors who likes to play the "bad guy". (More waiting, more dogs – btw it was because of that Dr, that I had stupid bogans at my neighbours “cook” my fish, in my outdoor aquarium, at night. A case of “Oh well if that guy treats you disrespectfully and badly then we're going to treat you disrespectfully and badly too” - taking their cue from him like stupid little kids do - only they weren't kids out there harassing me that week at night, they were grown adults - people in Australia they are so fucking stupid it's unbelievable. THEY COPY EVERYTHING {because they are stupid}). The lump on my head actually persisted, it kept on coming back, so I wasn't sure whether it was an ingrown hair, as he said he got the ingrown hair out(?), maybe it was a pimple, mole or skin tag? But I got a new fancy salon hairdryer from Facebook marketplace for $30, and after I had dried my hair with this intensely lovely hot contraption, it went away!! I believe the heat has cured it. (I want a sauna). And specialists? What do they know. At the same time I also got him to remove a mole which had changed when I was living at the Sarina unit (it would've changed because that unit was full of poison, I can't believe how stupid rental girls are with their compulsory fumigation. After I moved in there, my mole changed (on my chest - -I got badly sunburnt when I was 17), plus, all my hair started to fall out – big clumps. Anyway, a whole other story about how stupid rental girls are, along with property developers who leave holes and gaps in the units for bugs to get in….. I'm not sure whether I needed to have my mole removed but he said once they change it's a good idea to, so I did. {well, actually, he said ‘usually if it changes we recommend it to be removed but really it’s up to you’ – which I thought was a little odd because I’m not a skin specialist, how should I know? After he removed it, he burnt it, he burnt it badly; I couldn’t believe he did this - considering the mole was caused from sunburn! I just thought it was a stupid thing to do and lacked common sense. It was very painful for months afterwards, and hasn’t really healed, there’s a kind of big raised lump there now and has affected my fascia – since I had 2 removed at the same time {he also removed a mole on my knee, as it used to agitate me), but he did not burn that one and it has healed in a different way and it’s much better, no pain, and no raised lump. Was he experimenting? First time? No mole has ever been removed before? That guy was an arshole, then I had a whole heap of stupid facebook teenages try to copy his arshole personality. So I guess, no – don’t bother having moles removed ever. I don't usually put dental visits here, but 4th Aug 2025 Sarina dental hospital, I had dogs before I went there, and it affects the whole rest of my day – they cause trauma: Okay so before I went there I had to stop off at the Post Office, and some ladies house, to drop off a FBmarketplace item. And the whole time I was doing that in Sarina, driving around, I had dogs doing nuisance signs, they were completely annoying, either helping, or blocking my way, depending on, I guess the mood of whoever was doing it. CONTRIVED. People placed in the situation – a “contrived” situation. Many people watching me. {I must remember, whenever this happens: forget what you're doing, immediately, just go home, and do all of those activities later when they dogs have gone home, usually they vanish after lunch} weird they only do it at Sarina, and not when I used to go to Mackay. They did it in Melbourne a lot. Same people probably; car hoons. Car harassment persecution. STILL. SOME STUPID BIMBO'S KIDS, HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT. All problems can be traced back a to a bimbo mother. But ultimately stupid young men. I mention this because it affected my whole day and trip to dentist. Trauma from power tripping car stalkers. {Little did I know this was just the beginning of the Trauma from that day} Actually, I will put that dentist one here: at that visit, my tooth was extremely sensitive, the young female dentists said there was decay under a filling in my back tooth, but she couldn't remove the existing filling as previous filling was too deep to work on, (bad dentists at Gunnedah, who I wrote extensively about on this blog, and btw, still operates today in Gunnedah at the Children’s clinic - yikes), so it was too sensitive, touching the nerves, and she said she would have to remove the whole tooth, there's no other choice in such cases, they there, as the public dental hospital cannot afford $5000 per person to do other dental work in order to save the tooth. {As you can imagine, I wasn't too impressed to hear this news: I only have two back teeth on either side, and I need both of them for chewing! – some female dentist back in 1997 removed my back wisdom teeth (?)} But then she said that she could try injecting the decay with silver fluoride, and sealing it in; it might work or it might not, if it doesn't work, again, she said they'll have to remove it. {Not stressed out all at hearing that, repeatedly…} So, she did the silver fluoride – I could feel it under my tooth when she did it, it felt very strange and intrusive, like she used too much? A few days later, after some inflammation complications, {I was later told by an oral surgeon, that this blow up inflammation is normal when there is an addition. As in your body goes through a process to accept the foreign entity, and that was what was happening with all the inflammation in my cheek} so, after the inflammation died down, it started to work, the sensitivity stopped, the decay was healed!! Few! BUT, because I believe she might have used slightly too much, double the amount needed (?) it feels like I now chew with a ‘pebble’ under my tooth, so that causes problems, I now have permanent ‘pins and needles’ in my top lip, that soon enough spread to bottom lip too, aswell as area around the mouth and it affects my taste buds, plus I am pretty sure my throat area, as my throat feels restricted, at one point I was having difficulty swallowing. Also, I believe the tooth had kind of shifted, and now it sticks out into my cheek somewhat, plus chewing anything harder than a hardboiled egg is a little uncomfortable, pretty much sore. It seems to go in a rotation over a few weeks to very saw but with minimal pins and needles, to then not sore at all but with extreme pins and needles where it feels like my lips are being electrocuted, I have to apply wool fat 5 times a day, and still my lips crack and peel, plus the edges of my mouth peels too. Infact it reminds me of my foot situation, after the planta wart/hole in my boots, I then developed major foot problems, and still after 7yrs am unable to walk properly. So, I am hoping that I will not end up with those kind of long-term problems from this ‘pebble’ under my tooth. – and, I can't go back to the dentists, because they'll just take it out!! {Also, it was indicated, that any other dentist, aside from the one I got, may have just removed it without trying the silver fluoride, as silver fluoride is not a typical technique, and is usually only used on children}. But someone else said, no, they did this deliberate to give me permanent tooth / nerve problems because I wrote about Dr Sadik from Gunnedah on my Blog….(I will not be removing that story or any, he is a bad dentists and should not be allowed to practice dentistry.) I complained at the time – NOTHING WAS DONE. So, my Blog it is. Same as how everything in this bloody country is dealt with. Not. Btw, I bet Aus gov could afford the $5000 if it were not for all the political corruptions perpetuated by the general public sector. Tooth Update; just after this happened, I had put in an application to Centrelink to receive disability pension {since I have been receiving a medical certificate for the past 8 years, with being unable to walk properly because of my plantar fasciitis}, and so, wishful thinkingly, I was making a note of things that I need to purchase if I got it, and the first thing that I put on my list was DENTIST, because on “unemployment”, you literally cannot afford to go to a dentist, that's WHY they have a public dentist. {The 2nd thing on my list was cold treatment trip to cure my foot}. Anyway, so, after I wrote my list, the following day {not a coincidence, bloody Centrelink perverts} I got a call from Mackay Hospital dentist, and they said the waiting list that I had been on for the past five years for a check-up (as opposed to an emergency appointment with pain), I was finally at the top of the list, and I could go there for a checkup, so I'm thinking, alright, I went there, and the young girl didn't notice anything wrong with my tooth that had just been done. She took an x-ray of it too. So, whether there was or wasn't a clear problem, I don't know, as one thing I noticed they do (the main thing), is that they try very hard, to save one another, and they certainly will never admit to making a mistake, ever. And their supervisor dentist, who was just as young, said my pins and needles was from an allergy to toothpaste!! So, he was a totally nievae or in denial, or flat out lying – although I suspect un like the dental surgeon, he simply did not know about the process a topth goes through when accepting foreign objects. But, even a basic google search will tell you that pins and needles, numbness in mouth is caused from any recent dental work. I am sure Sensodyne will not care for his accusations!! It seemed to me they kind of ignored the main problem, but she said that I had to do another filling in a different tooth, which unfortunately I told them to go ahead, but in retrospect I did not need another filling, I was not having any pain, and the girl completely did a bad job - it was like she was using me to practice, as she was a student. Lord knows how long that one will last before it starts to cause problems…..Anyway, so I made another appointment about the pins and needles a couple of weeks later - I thought it was just the bite, as in the silver fluoride had pushed the tooth up and out so my bite was off. I could just get them to change shape to match the bite below?? So, she said next available appointment was 5 weeks away – AS IF – TOTAL CUNTS. But, at the appointment, the new young girl refuses to believe that there was anything wrong, and no the bite was fine she said. She had the audacity (the stupid audacity), to even say the pins and needles would be caused from a lack of minerals and vitamins, as in a medical issue. UNBELIEVABLE. But, she said they can get their oral surgeon to look at it in Mackay (oral surgeon is for tooth extraction). So, I DON’T THINK SO – you bloody cunts. {I did leave a phone message on my phone in case the dentist actually calls, saying after ‘leave a message’: ‘if this is the dentist, NO, I will not be having any more appointments with them and they all ought to be ashamed of themselves’.} And yes petrol has gone up from $1.89 to $3.15; you have to be nice to the girl or bad things will happen. And Centrelink refused me Disability Pension, so I am stuck with numb mouth, and pins and needles, for the rest of my life, all because of hopeless public dentists, and mainly that stupid dentist from Gunnedah Dr Sadiq, with his two NEGS girls dental assistants. {I guess I should say aside from the them and the Mackay hospital people, all the other people in this sector have been very professional and helpful}. Oh, and I should add; I was watching YouTube one night, and they had a woman doing voice clarity massage techniques, I thought well that sounds interesting, I’ll try it, even though she was aiming for singers, she was a singer and she was talking to singers!! I don't sing ever, but I thought my voice probably could do with some more clarity {although this is something that needs to be done with teenagers in my opinion because they're the worst communicators ever}, but anyway I did her hands on exercises, and after I did that, I had extreme improvement with my tooth, it didn't heal, but it stopped the pins and needles, and did something else - I'm not entirely sure what happened, but I felt like it did good. I did have mole on my forehead that when I woke up was bleeding black brown gunk – so it may have been some of the excess silver fluoride?? But it did not fully fix it, it is still problematic now, I mean, that may have been what causes the rotation of what happens over several weeks going from pins and needles to sore?? I'm not really sure what's the best treatment, there is bound to be something, I think massage is good and thankgoodness for the Neem tip – I use Neem tea to rinse my mouth and or use in the water pick, extreme good results with no pain from decay ever if I use it. IT IS BRILLIANT. September 2025 After I wrote my bee allergy story on FB, I was stung, I will put it here: I was saved by a Bee once; I remember the rental house we lived in before mum and dad’s house sold so they could purchase one; it had a small aboveground pool, about 3m in diameter. In dads half-hearted attempt at keeping the water clean, as it was usually green, he put in a whole heap of chlorine to kill the algae, so the water was stark white (good on ya dad). All of us kids were in there playing away, and meanwhile I got stung by a bee that was on the pool edge. As my hand swelled, it was determined that I had an allergy to bees, so had to get out and deal with it. I am of the pure belief that the sting was a definite message from mother nature “get the fuck out of that pool. It is fucking disgusting”. My friends the bees. (I bet if I was stung again today, I would not get an allergic reaction, not really allergic! lol) So, it wasn't a bee that stung me the following month, but I got bitten by a tick. I have been bitten quite a few times on my head by ticks, usually I just scratch them off my head, the head gets left behind, and later gets ejected, and that's the end of the matter. However, this time, I got an allergic reaction with the typical swelling. It was awful. This time, I had applied tea tree on the tick, and the tick gut really stressed out – I totally mucked up the extraction process as I could not see it. So then I developed the allergic reaction- I believe it's the stress - because if I recall when I was stung by that bee back in 1981 or whenever, it was stressed because I was squashing it with my hand. It seems I'm not allergic to bees or ticks or wasps, but I'm allergic to the stress from bugs: they must release stress hormones. You can call me a Bee empath! And by the way you should've heard the cookers when they saw me when I went out to the laundry they were laughing their heads off because my head was about to swell up the size of a balloon! God amusing the birds. And, it was a predator tick; it was waiting down there because I saw it the day before and I got rid of it although I thought it was a spider but in retrospect it was the same tick and it was a big one. -if I had of had a steam inhalation than it would've been a good idea, I think the essential oils could've cleared it up way before it did clear up. In a google search it said sometimes it can last weeks so I imagine those people have weaken immune system or something and can't look after themselves properly. So next tick bite – go to hospital and get the nurse to remove, stress free! Oh, I almost forgot, as this worked on Tulip: just eat a meal with 3 garlic cloves, and it should jump off {although it'll prob jump somewhere in the house} (You’ll be pleased to know that my pool, my lap pool that I put in it, was Crystal clear all the time, it was unbelievable how clean my pool was! And, btw Bees can't handle pyrethrum, its lethal for them (nor can cats). So to that flying arsehole, who was showing off, spraying over my house and paddock with pesticide that didn't have any visibility or smell - which must've been pyrethrum (plus I had nets) - He is a bee killer. Never ceases to me amaze me how stupid some humans are. In the summer of 2025 and 2026 I developed this awful thing in the middle of the night, it's called CHOLINERGIC URTICARIA ; a heat and allergies activated hive reaction; I wake up in the middle of the night hot because of the summer weather and a scratch a mozzie bite or something on my leg, and then suddenly on my arm, on my other leg, and it just kind of builds up into this intense itching over my whole legs, and often arms, and sometimes back, ribs and stomach - but mainly it's my legs. And my legs are covered in red bites. I am thinking most likely ant bites, but I noticed if I go outside sometimes in the morning I come back in and I've got these big white lumps on my legs, not even sure what it is. I did put up a mosquito net just in case mosquitoes were coming in at night, it hasn't really made much difference…. I think it's mainly little ants. I've just noticed that when little bug is stressed, it releases specific stress hormones as it bites and it's these stress hormones that I allergic react to. It's like an allergy to insect stress that becomes really itchy, my legs turn red, reminds me of the time when I took that homeopathic medicine and I got hives - and it's the same kind of itching – intense. I wouldn't be surprised if that bloody homeopathic medicine that has triggered this response?? And I am not someone who throughout my life has moisturised my legs ever, even at school when a lot of girls did, I really couldn't see the point, however now I have at least 4 bottles of lotion ready on standby on my bedside table including two aloe vera ones one lemon which is meant to act like an antihistamine - not sure it actually does..... One of my creams reminded me of calamine lotion I remember seeing that in grandma's house and I was researching this it said it recommended, calamine lotion. All the lotions worked by cooling the skin. A few weeks ago I was experiencing a STINKY PEE! like it was a really bad smell. After a week or so of experimenting with foods, I had a feeling that it might have been the coffee beans that I had switched to. Someone whether by chance or what, (?) recommended milk thistle tablets; a natural herb that absorbs any toxins in the body. (I can only hope the person who recommended it to me wasn't doing some sort of science experiment on the homeless). So, I did try them, $10 for a little bottle, and they totally worked, cleared up most of the smell if I took 3 tablets per day. If I only took one or two tablets, it would not work. So then I switched coffee to see if this was it, with no tablets, (I am on a budget, so throwing out $50 worth of coffee beans is not really an option -most people do not get what it is like on low income). So my new order of coffee beans order arrived and I switched - and that was the end of the stinky pee. I didn't have to take the tablets any more, which confirms that it was definitely something wrong with the coffee beans from Coles, they were the budget packet, seems I have to pay more or be infused with god knows what - I could only assume that the coffee beans were from Indonesia, because Indonesia is one of the worlds largest supplier of coffee beans and Indonesia is one of the worlds biggest polluted countries at the moment, it's polluting the rivers too, and it's disgusting, there's a big textile industry that has opened up over there. I thought it worth doing this story here, and about the stupid Indonesians who are polluting their country, and all the stupid bimbos who are buying too many clothes to fuel the greedy textile industry.…..By the way I still have clothes in my cupboard from the 90s, the key is to purchase cotton, it's natural, is comfortable, it biodegrades, and it lasts for years. I actually had cotton fabrics printed up at an environmentally green printers in 2016, and it's now 2026, and they're just coming to the end of their life, so it's definitely worth investing in natural fibres. Do you think Coles deliberlalty got toxic coffee beans for low income people? I wrote a story about it on my blog, how at Bundaberg Coles, they were having cruel fun playing “class”. I will include heartburn peptic ulcer probs here. I developed heartburn back when I was 20 after consuming an excessive amount of tomatoes – poor diet. That was when I was studying, the government refused to give me Aus-study, when I as entitled to it. So I pretty much spent two years living on bread and tomatoes. And then, and still now, I have this awful heartburn problem. Every day I usually have to take Mylanta tablet. But as I'm now getting older {and kind of taking stock of things}, I'm eating way more (I figured now that I can't walk or go anywhere, food is the most important thing to do in life now: eat as much as you can without getting obese! {Ofcourse after having safe house to live in}) Anyway, so heartburn much worse now, I'm taking 2 or 3,4,5 tablets at night, as the bile rises up into the back of my throat - sometimes it's really awful, I feel like I'm going to vomit. Once I did. Back in 2023 I was driving up to Mackay (to go onto the wildcat trying to have a cold treatment, second time) and as I felt something was strange in my stomach. Then on the boat I got seasick and I vomited; I noticed there was blood in the vomit, and I thought this was something to do with my stomach so I went to the doctor, he did an ultrasound, and he said you have peptic ulcers, nothing to be worried about, and that was it (!) That's the GPs in Australia typical medical issue resolved in this matter; As long as the imaging people get paid then all is good. So I figured those ulcers are from stress because I was really very nervous about going on a wild cat the second time, because I knew I would get seasick, and I HATE getting sick. Plus, the driving issue was an issue now, I had to put the seat right back so my large pot belly could kind of not rub against my large rib cage. Which seem to work, no more blood for a bit. Actually, now that I think about it, stomach issues started when I moved to Colosseum, strange noises – I knew at the time something was wrong. All that stress of relocating “A FUCKING AGAIN”, and arshole neighbour at Builyan/Violet situation, plus no food, no money, no house security. Definatly diet and stress related. Btw, without a Vege garden someone receiving study allowance or unemployment payment from centerlink, DOES NOT have enough money to be healthy – those people are going to cost centerlink more in the future with health bills. So but in 2026, after a double visit to Mackay with stressful POLICE CUNT STALKING and 3rd speeding ticket, (Facebook dogs setting up entrapment – to steal- Lisa Lynch same police involved from Gladstone - the police are seriously stalking me, they were also on the roads every time I went to the red letter box at SB (I had to change my drop off time to evenings when most people drink, so can’t drive and follow me), plus one called me re my google business listing.......Poor Lisa doesn't have any water at her place, and I have water at my place. Police are jealous! She doesn't think I deserve water at my place; she doesn't have any, so why should I. {All Lisa’s: 3rd born Idiots; mothers could you please start thinking, and stop breeding, I'm sick of your stupid little offspring stealing from me – I am a long-term thinker, same as my trees I plant. 3rd borns today cannot be saved, but the future can be.}). So, plus great expense at Mackay with new tyres, and dentists re heart burn – acid coming up to back of throat lying down, dentists watching it for 1 ½ hrs amusing herself {she has not learnt; be kind to the other women, or bad things will happen; petrol gone from $1.79 to $3.70/L – it is her and Mackay Hospital, Mackay Police fault – the whole of Australia is paying for their ‘bitch’}, - plus I think over eating, and a general revolting community up here, one that seems to run on bullying and stealing (and complete stupidity) – they are all slightly retarded up here..... So, I was kind of coughing up blood again - just the taste. So youtube time!! After a few, I came across this one https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMCqBfS0zjM Does seem to have conflicting information for me like he says if your heartburn actually stops when you eat then you most likely have an ulcer. If it gets worse after you eat then you just have a pH imbalance and need to have vinegar. So for me, mine does get better if I eat, but if I eat vinegar then I don't get heartburn, if I don't eat vinegar I do get heartburn so I think it's BOTH I think I have an incorrect pH balance probably from all of mylanta that I've eaten, as well as stomach ulcers from stress and generally being overweight with my stomach rubbing on my rib cage when I'm sitting down and or driving. Because my stomach is so bloody pot big. So I bought some Malt vinegar and put 1 tsp in my meal- AND GUESS WHAT no heart burn that night!!! WOW So I definalty have to add vinegar to my meals – which is a little yucky truth be told, vinegar is not that pleasant. Also I found immediate relief for peptic ulcers: So treatment : aloevera juice (remove sap first in water – juice with cabbage, carrot), also bone stock / soup with shredded chicken and cabbage. Plus smaller meals more frequently? I put this problem in the "just getting old and fat" medical category 😁 Btw, the Dr said I should have ultra sound, blood test and a breath test for H Pylori (a bacteria which may cause them), and I had the blood test, but then she said if I wanted to go ahead and get her to do the Breath Test aswell, it would cost an additional $80 – which ofcourse I did not have. But she is meant to bulk bill everything. So basically she, bimbo, at Sarina Pathology refused to give me the test for H Pylori. Maybe she thinks it would not be H Pylori, so that’s why she did not do it? Maybe she thought it would be too difficult and she was too tired to do it?? Maybe she just wanted to steal $80? (this has happened before at the Gunnedah Pathology lab at the hospital, the girl there did steal $20 – little girl.) Or maybe she knew it WAS H Pylori and did not want the truth to be revealed??? Who knows, but all other Patholgy labs in Mackay BULK BILL this test. March 2026. I have to go to the doctors to get a medical certificate update, so I thought while I was there I should ask him again about the blood, coughing and peptic ulcers, (because before he said there was a problem, and then when I spoke with him he couldn't explain anything), so I thought well, must be something I'm missing? So he gave me the medical certificate, but he implied if he wants to determine anymore, I would have to get one of those endoscopics (?) a camera that they shove down your throat, and so I kind of changed the subject because there's no way I'm doing that! So I get home and remember the vinegar I took the previous week with a good results, and I was very confused, like I should try and learn and establish why I'm so confused about the vinegar working when I have been told that it is the opposite, and the mylanta is what I should be taking (bicarb), and I found an incredibly helpful video by a channel called Real Logic and this is the conclusion: Stop taking Mylanta immediately, and start taking vinegar. Heart burn is from not enough acid. Take mother vinegar: with straw, 10-15 min before main meal, then if you feel you need it, before bed too; 1tbs mother vinegar in 200-300ml water, drink with straw so as not to touch your teeth. IT TASTES DISGUSTING. Raw naturally brewed Brown Malt vinegar or Apple Cider Vinegar will work. You have heartburn because you have a lack of acid in stomach, not the other way around – this is why this whole thing hasn't made any sense for you and probably why you've got bleeding stomach ulcers now, from all the Mylanta (OMG! had heartburn since I was 20, been taking Mylanta for 32 years - no wonder I now have stomach ulcers bleeding, and still with the severe heartburn! The very opposite of what I should’ve been doing. I am starting this resume today. So, the vinegar will block excess sugar being absorbed (if eaten 10-15 min before meal). It will also help your gut bacteria so that you don't have a candidate behind your ears. It will help your acid sphincter stay closed so you won't get heartburn – gives the sphincter a signal ‘acid in here, stay closed’ – so it does!! Not faulty at all! It will also prevent gallstones, and aid kidney function. It will also aid food digestion, and give you the "full" signal. So, you won't feel as bloated, and you'll feel lighter, and your belly fat will shrink. You should wake up feeling less groggy. There will be less farting, burping and whooping – it may help with your cough. Your ulcers should disappear. If you get the vinegar water on teeth, rinse with bicarb solution The company behind Mylanta was Johnson & Johnson, but they sold out: In the United States, Mylanta is distributed by Infirst Healthcare Inc., which licenses the brand from McNeil Consumer Healthcare, a division of Kenvue (formerly Johnson & Johnson). So these people would be FULLY AWARE that heartburn is caused from not enough acid – but they still push their “ant acid” medications on all. evil. Possible law suit here. CAN'T PATENT VINEGAR. At this point, I have been receiving a medical certificate from the Dr for 4 years, and it has been 8 years since I collapsed my arch and have not been able to walk properly or for extended amounts of time. Plus with the Scoliosis and fascia problems affecting mobility, and a few other health issues like the degenerative disc disease in all lower L’s, plus Lymph issues, Compromised immune with acid burnt throat, Allergy to cold weather with onset of dizziness and lethargy if exposed, Chronic heartburn and peptic ulcers made worse with driving (not to mention am handicapped by mass amounts of stupid dogs who harass and steal from me everywhere I go), – {btw, the medical certificate is so you do not have to jump through hoops with Centrelink’s and Dep of Education’s and Workforce Australia’s Job Providers (dictated to by 3 different departments), as you are deemed too unfit for work, for more than 12hrs a week} but it says on Centrelink website, if you have been receiving a medical certificate for longer than 3 years, you are entitled to a Disability payment instead. So, I put in a claim for Disability Pension – {you can still do part time work on this payment, if you can, I could except the government seems to be stealing any money I make from my seeds…..}. So, the Dr said he would support my application and provide the health assessment. He did, I uploaded it to Centrelink. 3mnths later Centrelink got back to me – after a “quack” interview with one of their dogs, in conjunction with YouTube videos – they like to communicate via television for some reason, and use dogs to do so. They dogs. No wonder this country is so fucked – run by stupid dogs. Anyway, they said we reject your application, as your conditions have not been diagnosed and treated. Which is total bullshit. They are stealing from me. Mind you, I did have all the “poor me” people out in force, showing me all their handicaps – pathetic- put your own application in. And at this point in my life, I need certain foods to stay healthy, and on unemployment payment, you cannot. {It's like the same thing I described at the Bundaberg hospital; the food they serve to patients is just not healthy, its budget, like their standard is not good enough and slightly unevolved. Same with the budget for unemployment payment; they would assume them to be eating “budget” – which I am pretty good at doing after all these years, but with old age and no permanent housing for food growing, comes additional requirements. And I can just hear people say (dogs from Centrelink) oh well you just bought a new vacuum so you should have used a broom instead, and bought food with that money. This is literally they type of control they try to exert over my life. They are dogs. This is not acceptable, you need some sort of enjoyment in life, and vacuuming rather than sweeping is not asking for too much. Albeit I was having problems vacuuming with my back, so instead of a normal vacuum, I got a robot one, and brilliant I will NOT need one of those Disability given cleaners that recipients get for almost free (if you're good looking!) to do the vacuuming, because I have a robot cleaner now! I wonder how long it will last…..but you know what, they do this all the time, like my mattress; I was waking up in pain every morning because Coles refused to provide me with bleach, stating out of stock, so I could not kill the mould in my futon, so it got really bad, and I had to throw it out, and use the veranda sofa mattress with a big inverted crack, while I somehow saved for a new futon (futon is best for back problems plus is FULLY BIODEGRADABLE (cost over $1000), I mean, this is simply not budgeted it on a unemployment payment – and since the police stole all my money I made on Facebook market place, plus all the retailers are also stealing from me, plus my neighbours are stealing from me, I am in the red, and being able to eat is pretty much near impossible, let alone being able to eat specific healthy foods. Ok, rant over. I live near the beach in a house with big garden……. March 2026 I had a smoothie with Celosia leaves; next day I had blood coming out of a mole on my face. I wasn't entirely sure it was from the Celosia, but the next week I had another smoothie and it happened again -and I've just found out via youtube, that Celosia is also used to treat blood disease - so I'm thinking if I had a little bit of blood disease, I don't anymore thanks to this plant. I thought maybe I was just having some sort of reaction so I haven't had any more smoothies since, but I probably should have some more until the blood stops? I'm thinking? I'm not an expert in this area and there's not much information about how to use it as a medicinal plant. There also is a possibility that it is getting rid of toxins from my blood like the silver dioxide that the dentist injected into my tooth to kill the bacteria? I think she used too much and it's causing problems in my mouth with pins and needles and numbness in my lips. I have been doing massage to help with that, and it really does help, but I think the massage I have been doing has been pushing the silver dioxide out of the area and into my blood system?? I found this list inregards to Celosia: The following is a list of everything it can potentially help. bloodshot eyes cataracts vision blurring relieves poison from snake bites!? headache sores ulcers eye inflammation skin eruption painful menstruation carpal tunnel syndrome uterine bleeding bloody stool bleeding hemorrhoids spitting up blood Flowers help diarrhea Leaves are used as dressings for boils and sores Seeds are turned into a poultice for broken bones! This plant is not toxic to cats, dogs, or horses, so you can safely grow it both indoors and outdoors. Cockscomb has been said to be the world's most beautiful vegetable. It's used all around the world, especially popular in Africa and India. Every part of the plant is utilized and can be used just like spinach. Stems, leaves and flowers are used in stews, soups, salads, sauteed with salt and pepper and thrown into smoothies. Harvesting it just before it starts flowering is the best time to harvest (when you are cooking it, unless you want the flowers of course) so the stem and the leaves won't be won't be stringy and chewy. -Hollie Yang, https://youtu.be/5kAWP9mJyG0 Knowing this now, triggered a whole herbal medicinal ‘thing’, and I started adding cooled herb teas to my coffee machine, {as, I love my morning coffee}, so now I have extra added benefit with herb teas! Although some do cause headaches if too strong, especially in the wee early hours of the morning – I mean that could just be dehydration, not enough water, or not enough protein to carry the minerals / vitamins to needed areas….I am again completely broke due to thieving QLD police, cost of living, neighbours and facebook, (and Centrelink cunts refusing me the pension; eating is on credit – I don’t usually complain about my money situation, as it really irritates people, and I have a really good spot here, but it is related to good food and thus good health). Scoliosis proof hard to obtain from Dr’s; like trying to get water out of a stone As I update this in May 2026, I have been trying to obtain my back scans for scoliosis information (Centrelink requested it). It was in 2019 that I went to the Doctor at Gin Gin, and said I'm having back pain problems, I sometimes can't stand up straight, I also could not lift up my arm beyond my chest and was having problems cleaning, and vacuuming (actually now that I think back, vacuuming has been a problem for years, 2006 I was having difficulties vacuuming for extended period). That doctor sent me to Bundaberg to have an x-ray. At this point I had completely forgotten that I had scoliosis, as I was told about it when I was 13; “you have scoliosis”, they told me the degree, gave me the x-ray, and sent me on my merry way. Since then, I've had no problems from my back, a side from the sciatica incident which I did not believe was related to scoliosis. (although in retrospect, from about 2016 I started having restriction of movement – I started to do a lot more knitting). So, I think back to that scan in 2019, and the doctor never called me back in, so I assumed that there were no problems. Just old age. Infact I termed it “ old Chinese man syndrome from working in the rice paddies” !! good one Dr Abass! So since then, I must've just kept complaining to the doctor ‘I'm having difficulties moving’, and so they keep sending me to the scan people (as long as the scan people get their money everyone's happy -everyone except for me!) so I had back scans done again at the beginning of 2024 and at the end of 2024. The first one, that Dr did call me back into the doctor, she told me I had to generative disc disease. So that was all she said. No advice, no treatment… she didn't mention scoliosis either. So, I went home and looked up ‘generative disc disease’, it said old age problem. So, I gathered this was not actually the cause of my back problems? Again, grin and bare it. But in 2025, I started getting into YouTube health videos, and I have obtained a lot of really good information from YouTube about all sorts of things, then once I started ;looking up back issues, it all started to unfold for me, ah yes, I have scoliosis!! Actually, it was Dr Echa who mentioned the fascia problem in regards to my plantar fasciitis, so when I started researching fascia, well, OMG that’s it!!! That’s the problem I am having in regards to my back – THE FASCIA. So now, I am trying to get proof of my condition for Centrelink. I contacted the Bundaberg scan people and they said they have my scans and my report, I can view it in their little portal, which they set up, which was great, and I read the report, and there's absolutely NO mention of scoliosis - even though I can see clearly from the scans that there is scoliosis, a C curve. I thought that was a bit odd, if that radiographer who did the report had done his job properly I would've known the problem is from the scoliosis and the fascia? BUT maybe they didn't know about fascia back then?? How it pulls the muscle and contorts the spine. It's all about the fascia, rather than the spine - according to YouTube. There are some really smart people on there, they have doctors doing their own channel. I later contacted that clinic, and told them the problems I had at that time was related to my Scoliosis! I’m not really a cheeky person. So, then I get the reports and scans from 2024 (which btw, was a monumental effort and took months, such obstruction to acquiring proof). I was reading reports, and the first one at the beginning of 2024 said I had moderate scoliosis, and there's a whole blurb with medical terms. So at least they didn't ignore it this time, it was only the Dr who ignored it and failed to tell me about it. JUST WEIRD. Dr Pal - another doctor that just completely ignored scoliosis. Then the second scan, at the end of 2024, the Dr’s report {I think they may have changed from a radiographer doing the report to a Dr doing the report for all scans?), he said I have significant scoliosis! So, I don't really feel like it's severe, I mean you can clearly see from the scans a big C curve. But I feel like it's bad enough that it affects my day-to-day movement, it affects my work, I'm having difficulties working for longer than 20 minutes, and after maybe 5 minutes, I suddenly have extreme difficulties, like everything is a major effort, it's really like a halting of movement rather than pain even. Although the pain does come at night when I try to lie down flat, it's a monumental effort just to lie flat and straight, it takes me about five minutes to get into a comfortable flat position, so then I do my stretches - which I feel really helps, I learnt from YouTube. I was starting to turn into the hunchback of Notre dame, so the stretches have helped straighten me {muscle woman pose!!}. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and I have a sore back at the inner C curve; it’s like I can feel the muscles there being stretched. You know when you do a good stretch, and you can really feel that you're doing some good because the muscles stretch out in that slight pain – well, it feels like that but all the time, without me stretching, and it doesn't feel good. My electric roller vibrator massager from kmart really helps a lot with that pain. And yesterday I purchased an electric cupping device for $11, to try pulling on the fascia!!! Might work. I will include the report conclusion: Significant scoliosis convex to the right with mild/moderate multilevel intervertebral disc degeneration and right lateral endplate degeneration at L5-S1 in combination with mild bilateral L4-L5 and L5-S1 facet hypertrophy. These changes result in evidence of impingement of the bilateral descending L5 nerve roots, more prominent on the right and mild impingement of the bilateral descending S 1 nerve roots. Further impingement of the exiting right L5 nerve root also noted. So, the current Physio, that Centrelink advised me to go and see, hasn't mentioned fascia, and in fact he thinks that my back has been cured due to the stretch that he gave me last week! A little weird, it's like he doesn't know about scoliosis at all, and he doesn't know about fascia at all. Maybe it's true, maybe it is a new thing - I've certainly never heard about it before YouTube in 2025. Well, actually, they were talking about it in 2023, but I still did not know that my scoliosis was the fascia issue. No connection there – typical of how I think. So, when my physio when went to university, maybe they did not teach about fascia about scoliosis? One of the little short videos that I found on YouTube describes what fascia does to the body and how it restricts movement. So, I'm going to put it here. Meanwhile I'm going to upload my x-rays where you can clearly see a big fat curve - to Centrelink; if they want proof, and don't want to take my word for it, or read the reports, here's my fucking x-ray you fucking cunts. Infact I will put one here too!! {Scanned, Dec 2024} https://www.youtube.com/shorts/HaJtDQqsDl4 I'm going to include the x-ray of my left foot. Apparently it is typical for collapsed arch not to show on a scan, which doesn't show on this scan. A recent Physio has suggested to me that I have Metatarsalagia too. But again the doctors report couldn't find anything wrong with the left foot (They did actually say they were 2 spur problems on the right foot!) anyway, I can't see anything weird - all the pain atm is in the second metatarsal, as far as I'm concerned I have enough pain in my foot to warrant some sort of proof under a scan! so it's a little baffling to me as why it just looks normal when there's so much pain? In 2021 I got a blocked ear from using earbuds that were designed for old men who have huge big ears! So, this was the first time I ever had a blocked ear in my life. Apparently it's quite common. I tried to find out the best way to unblock it, and the definitive answer was sticking a stream of warm water into your ear. I thought I could go to the doctors and get him to do it, or I could do it myself, I opted for myself, and I put the shower hose up to my ear, and eventually it did work, and became unblocked. However, I feel like my hearing has been impaired ever since. And in 2026 it became blocked again, this time I went to the Dr, he prescribed eardrops which had turpentine oil in it, I tried this, I think it worked in the same manner as the water jet? But, shortly after at that time, I fashioned my sauna tent {I was having sauna cravings in the previous winter when it gets really cold}. After a lovely long hot sauna, and over the next week or two, I had these strange feelings in my eardrum, I wasn't really quite sure what was going on, but something was happening. Then over the next few months, slowly but surely, I had a whole heap of wax, and disgusting off coloured wax, rise up out of my ear! It kind of tingled and so prompted me to clean my ears, I felt like my narrow cotton tips that I now had, weren't good enough for this excess of wax, so I purchased a stainless-steel ear cleaning kit from Temu, for $3 - and honestly it's the best thing I've ever purchased! It does a great job of scooping out all of that excess wax that was now coming up, because of the hot sauna. So, my advice to you; don't unblock your ear with a stream of warm water, it just pushes the wax further into your ear, and might cause damage. Lucky in my case, it did not, and lucky I had a sauna. I feel if I did not have that sauna tent, my ear would never have unblocked and it might eventually cause deafness. I've never heard of a doctor prescribing hot sauna to unblock an ear - but that's the definitive treatment. You may be wondering how are you going to have a hot sauna if you do not have a sauna; you may be at that time in your life when the concept of having a sauna isn't really real. Well, you'll just have to get a sauna tent like I have, it's the cheapest way. In fact I fashioned a growtent, it was even cheaper than a sauna tent, all I had to buy was the steamer, and a good deck chair to lie on. {I had to add that growtent bit, otherwise the stupid thieves think “sauna” she must be rich, “let’s steal from her” – so blame the stupid thieves for all the extra details}. I should add, the eardrops with turpentine oil, may also have helped in conjunction with the sauna because it wasn't too far apart when I did both. But definatly the sauna was the key. I would try that in the future if needed and not the drops. 16. Observation of the reason for the bane of my life: In my 47 years of experience, I’ve come to the opinion that a lot of parents cannot discipline their kids at all, they’re clueless about how to raise a child, most of them would like to be ‘friends’ with their kids instead of reprimanding them when they misbehave, so those kids grow up to be adults who continue to be misbehave and think it’s really cute and funny still, just because they never learnt as a child what’s wrong / right / acceptable / not acceptable. And there is an element of mothers out there who encourage this naughty behaviour especially in their sons, because they are subconsciously attracted to the ‘bad boy’ type - it’s actually really sick. And don’t get me started on the problems of single mothers. Then there’s the WORSE and opposite of that problem, with OVER controlling, OVER bearing, OVER yelling mothers, who encourage their kids to be stupid, by not allowing them to think and act for themselves, they dare not for fear of being reprimanded, those kids turn out to be ‘dog’ personalities – who live in a perpetual state of rebellion - unbearable people. You know, a little bit of free reign goes a long way - actually it is the easiest way of how to get what you want by manipulating someone, because you earn their trust pretty quickly, most parents really should think about this, instead of bumbling along; you actually have to put work into a kid you can’t just feed, clothe and make sure they get off to school. There is way more to parenting, stuff that requires clever thinking. I’m the kind of person that gives free reign to people, so artists love me! But I found it quite extraordinary, when I was a temp nanny, at one point in my earlier life; some kids, when they encounter someone like me, someone who gives them ‘free reign’, they just absolutely go berserk, their dysfunction is so apparent, well I should say, their parent’s dysfunction, in the way they raise their child, on such a short leash. I saw kids ‘act out’ and rebel, they get up to all sorts of naughty things, and “quick before their parents come home!“ it’s really obvious that keeping a child (or an adult) on a short leash is dysfunctional, it’s not right, and parents who do, encourage stupidity and crime (rebellion leading to jumping on the first band wagon that comes along, and in Australia, that is Petty theft, Stalking and cruelty to animals). In fact, I’d like to talk more about this ‘free reign’ some more. When it comes to adults, I haven’t actually met anyone who, if you give enough rope, they won’t hang themselves, as in, if you don’t stand up for yourself and fight for yourself, and reign them in, they will treat you disrespectfully, they will steal from you, they will bully you. This comes back to having been on a tight leash and, suddenly not being on a leash - they are unable to think responsibly for themselves. I really have had it up to here with Australian adults who haven’t grown up and learnt how to be mature. Do you know, it’s not up to me to reign you in - it’s up to YOU to take responsibility for your own thoughts, words and actions. I am not your mother or your father. So that’s why they need to put values and ethics in the classroom, in Schools, Universities / Colleges. Throw religion out, and bring in ethics. I really recommend not having kids at all, I have not met one single mother who wasn’t jealous of me, and it’s because I do not have kids (and am not married,- I think secretly jealous of that too) Plus, I don’t drink, so I have cash in my pocket, ( as a mature Australian adult I’m well familiar with the Australian culture, but imagine if one day as a grown adult, a little fairy godmother came along and gave you all the money in your life that you have spent on booze, you’d have heaps wouldn’t you?, well, that’s me all the time!!) - Honestly a young woman bumbles through life not actually thinking about what will make them happy, they just do as what is expected, and follow the crowd, I have met heaps of woman that would be far happier not having kids, particularly the creative types, control freaks, and especially anyone on low income. Do yourself a favour. {I encountered a woman once, who said “she did not have any kids” but as she said it, her tone and demeanour insinuated that she was ashamed of this, or more, I thought she should indicate that she should be ashamed, as even though she did not want any, society dictates that women should. It is normal to have at least one, even if your unmarried now. So, this shame is built from passive techniques mainly portrayed in television shows, which shows happy couples with kids, - but there are all sorts of ways they do this, pay attention and you will start to see. And don’t be manipulated by them}. I was watching some movie, and at a child’s birthday party, the spoiled little brat punched this clown in the nuts - as hard as he could, it would’ve bloody hurt. The clown stepped back, and said he was NOT OKAY. He didn’t touch the offender, at all, just stared at him in disbelief and pain. So, then the child’s dad raced over, and pushed the clown away from the child, and angrily said “get your hands off my son”. Like that father knew, if someone gets punched like that in the nuts, the normal thing for anyone to do, is turn around and punch them back, this dad was expecting the clown to do it. I know I would have – a big blow to the head thanks very much. If those parents are not going to teach respect, then others will, have to step in and do it. Absolutely disgusting bad parents. I want to add, if I had children I would not be punching them, as I would have taught them respect, but in that child’s case -I truly believe physical violence- an eye for an eye, is the proper answer. You had better keep all spoilt little brats away from me! I love the Internet - Truly, changed my life, helped me greatly, thankyou thankyou. (I remember the day Google came into existence. I was there, I was just thinking; I need a plain simple search engine that doesn’t have any adds, and is easy to read, understand and see results. And wallah! I clicked the button, and then there was Google! – the most magical day of my life!! A new era has begun.) I should mention of course there are some really dodgy people on the Internet, I mean extremely dodgy, they now have everyone tracked, they know everyone’s IP address, they know what information you’ll be sharing and looking at, they know your profiles, your acquaintances. They dictate what information you can see and can’t see by hiding web pages, (“the server cannot be reached at the moment…”) and they hide webpage results in Google search, and even present webpages with concocted information on it, specifically for a targeted individual. And I mentioned before how secretaries and reception girls are the biggest perverts, well possibly for the exception of computer nerd IT people. An example, I just download another browser the other day, {I have 4 browsers now}. And in the set up, it asked me “can we collect and use your data” UNBELIEVABLE!! why would you even ask me this, HOW could you possibly think in any person's circumstance that it would be ok for you to monitor all their browsing?? What planet are you living in? OFCOURSE NOT you idiots. Another example; way back around 2010 or so, I was out in the garden and came across a Praying mantis, at that time, I was not sure if this was a good insect or bad, so I went inside and looked it up, the web results said – all bad, they eat the leaves of your plants, so I went back outside and chopped it with secateurs. It was not till later when I thought about it, the name “Praying” suggest it hunts other insects and DOES NOT eat the leaves. So, a few years later when I saw another, I rechecked it again (by this time, there is an abundance of information on the net – {I have been around since there was hardly any info on the net!}, and sure enough, it clearly states “predators of arthropods”. So, some computer nerd had seen my situation back then, and falsified the results to trick me, (or they did not know), perhaps they thought it would be amusing, and perhaps making fun of some girl who was inexperienced in the garden (I bet it was a Telstra computer nerd), so meanwhile that poor little mantis died for no reason, just because of that stupid computer nerd. See how evil they are. It’s easy for a computer nerd to do this, I’m not saying acting on their own, or working for anyone, I wouldn’t want to encourage government conspiracies, but it’s easy for them to brainwash / manipulate someone through concocted information on the Internet. I have seen it also on another 2 occasions with 2 other people – so not me and my IP address, but people I knows IP address. Then there’s all the targeted marketing ads and so forth. My computer has frequently been hacked. I have emails that go missing, I have documents that go missing. Once I noted a video on my PC camera had been changed – as I was using it, whilst checking playback (I use it as a security camera too), btw, I believe they do this in order to protect the stupid bond bimbos who steal from me at my house - it’s like old men trying to protect pretty little girls who fuck up; I’ve noticed this is a recurring thing – outside down the street, if I am about to catch a dog red-handed stealing from me, there’s always some man who’ll step in my way to block my view, to make sure I can’t see what’s going on. It’s unbelievable how they ‘save’ these stupid trashy women. I’m thinking maybe they feel noble to do it, them thinking, ‘oh that girl is just young and naïve, and is making a mistake in life, she can’t help it, as no one has taught her any better’ or ‘ oh, well, we like the thief better than we like Emily, so, we will save the bimbo’. The reason I know they absolutely do this, is because when I was 18 and just moved to Sydney and had to catch the train up from North Sydney to Hornsby every day for TAFE, with my $20 a budget per week; a weekly train ticket was $12.50, if I recall, so that didn’t leave much money for food or Tafe materials, plus other modes of transport. One week I realised if I wanted to eat anything that week, I would have to not purchase a weekly train ticket, so I could eat (not that that is an excuse; if people had that attitude, then there would be chaos). But I actually was young. And it was back in the day before there were turntables at the train, and hardly any train staff about due to off peak travelling. So, I took the risk, and was sitting on the train almost at my stop, and of course, that day, they had a conductor come round and ask for tickets! I started squirming in my seat, and then the guy in front of me started talking to the conductor, and then it was my stop, I hastily got off, so I didn’t have to go through that process of humiliation. So, this is what men do. They knew perfectly well I didn’t have my ticket. That’s why they put the conductor on, and that’s’ why they put that guy sitting in front of me to talk to the conductor - and pretend to save me, FAKE SAVE, after setting up a near calamity in the first place. It is arshole behaviour. There is a whole network of them who continue to do it. Similar set ups and saves have occurred since, only ofcourse regarding perhaps embarrassing situations, but not theft, as I have mentioned, I am pretty much against theft of any kind. And that’s why they save those trashy bimbo female thieves who steals from me. To save them from humiliation – as I would press charges, no matter who it was or how old (that’s if I did not strangle them first and they were still around). But you see, the thing is, those ones that steal from me, are WELL past ‘young and naive’ stage, and the whole ‘well we did not know’ excuse; they now would be well into their 40s / 50’s plus some, aswell as being quite wealthy in comparison to me. Yet those men are still saving those bimbo women, no matter what age they are, and knowing how wrong and evil they are. At this point, those women really need to be held accountable. The fact they have not been, is why they still continue to steal from me. STUPID MEN. SUCH SUCKERS FOR A PRETTY BLONDE. This is exactly what happened when those girls stole my physio appointments and my Care plan; and you know, a young naive, 18-year-old skipping on a train fare one time, is a little bit different from stealing Hundreds of dollars’ worth of physio appointments from me, then also hundreds of thousands of dollars’ worth of craft products/stuff/ glasses/food…repeatedly and repeatedly…...Those stupid men obviously can’t see the big picture. And one of them at least works at Microsoft, as my PC camera is all Microsoft. They are going to also have to pay. Ha ha! Also, PC related hacking; I have words and sentences being changed from documents. I have words and sentences being changed on my website, as well as photos removed. { I find the way a sentence is worded, can be extremely important, and can make the difference between belief and disbelief, or to actually make the point you’re trying to make. Just one word is all it takes for a reader to be sceptical of what you’re saying or to miss the important part of what you’re saying. I believe that there are certain people who know about this and who have changed sentences and omitted important keywords, and I also believe they not only do it to me, and my blog, but they do it for important documents like for court or articles on wiki etc etc}. Also, I have had my uploaded YouTube videos, edited too. Basically, everything is editable on the Internet, and that’s why if you’ve ever attended court (for unpaid rego….), when you provide documents, they all have to be printed and sent because, everything can be changed and manipulated if it’s digital - but you also have to watch the person who takes the court documents because, then, again is an opportunity where something can be manipulated or removed, I have witnessed a girl tampering with my documents in a court reception - whether she was doing it deliberately to try to trick me, or whether she actually removed something, I still do not know (I won the case anyway – but the stress involved in having to go to court is unforgivable). (She was the girl covered with tattoos). And of course, they can track you easily on every single website and can block you, which they do I’ve been blocked from Facebook and eBay. Australia pretends to be a democracy, but really, it’s not. Someone suggested to me, the reason I was harassed when I went out shopping back in the late 90’s was really done deliberatley by computer people, trying to build up the online shopping computer world, as in, if someone gets harassed when they go out, they would be inclined to stay in, infront of their computer. Which is most definatly true, I feel online shopping has saved me from major harassment. Whether the part about nerds setting harassment traps is true, I do not know, there was one incidence at a computer shop in Hornsby, that leads me to believe it may be slightly true? You know I’ve been followed around on the roads since I was a young girl and this is not a conspiracy, this is a fact, maybe something that only happens to women or certain targeted individuals? I can’t speak for other women or other people. In fact, I can only assume though, if it happened to other people, they would talk about it more, so I assume that it doesn’t happen, or most people aren’t very observant like me? I remember on the roads when I was, probably 15 or so, I wasn’t permitted to sleep because my friend’s father who was driving the car would be one of those people that would fall into the category of ‘couldn’t tell the difference between a projected image and reality’ Powers that be know me well, and know about this secret phenomenon, and they don’t want any car accidents - I have to say those people live in fear and have no faith. I do not cause car accidents. Not ever. But once in Gunnedah, those evil stalking dogs created a car accident to make it look like it was my fault, I think they did it in Sydney once too, so they could try to prove their point and validate themselves, and I suspect, to get funding to continue to stalk me (creating jobs for themselves) – they really are evil and human rights violators, they have no respect for me or anyone else. They just want to try to control me, as in a personal power trip, and see me as their meal ticket, they are USERS. They are truly disgusting who act under the guise of “oh but we are important people who know about these things, when most people do not know, or understand, and so, “we are helping people - people need to be warned about you”. But they are not helping at all, they’re power control freaks; self-aggrandizing action undertaken simply for the pleasure of exercising control over another person. They’re self-declared important people, whilst making my life difficult. After 9 years of Drought, finally, I am seeing rain at Gin Gin. OMG, it is so devine. Thankgod its finally raining. I swear a lot of neighbours (and dull-witted council workers) "act out" because it's so dry and no one has enough water to live life. (There must be some explanation for the stupid thieving nature of the people who live in this Kookaburra Park community? - I was later advised, not rain related, but most people at that park were pot smokers, I was advised I was surrounded by potheads. Including my landlord. NEXT Life Stories P2 About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2( this) , LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

I love the Internet - Truly, changed my life, helped me greatly, thankyou thankyou. (I remember the day Google came into existence. I was there, I was just thinking; I need a plain simple search engine that doesn’t have any adds, and is easy to read, understand and see results. And wallah! I clicked the button, and then there was Google! – the most magical day of my life!! A new era has begun.) Life Stories P7 - The Stupid woman Stalking Page My car I purchased in 1996,a new Daewoo. The obsessed female car. Another stalker Neighbours who follow me MPB stalkers 1. Public Transport in Sydney – biggest area of ‘bad types’ I mentioned on my blog that I kind of went from one world, to bizarro dog world, when I turned 18. Having a somewhat normal childhood, with normal interactions with kids, certainly all the girls at school; I deemed pretty much normal. And I said it was not until I started working that I encountered so many of these stupid thieving dog women. However, after thinking about that some more, it wasn’t really the workplace initially, it was public transport to and in Sydney; it proved to be extremely problematic. Public transport, at least back then in the early 90s was full of really bad types of people. I used to frequently get followed home after I used public transport. It happened pretty much every time I used to catch public transport. Every time. And I did not get a car until after 4 years of living in Sydney. 4 years of public transport. Mainly I feel this was the case, because I always travelled alone. So, at first when I was studying, catching the train daily, I was frequently followed by girls - girls were the biggest “latches oners” when I was 18. They were kind of obsessed with woman on their own. It was so bizarre how they would just see me, and then start following me. This is truly weird female behaviour. I say female, but I know this is something I would never do. I would never follow anyone, little let alone a total stranger, and I am fully woman, so I think the people who follow me like that, they deserve a whole other category of their own, and I put them into the category of dogs, because that’s what stray dogs do. One time I remember 2 girls followed me all the way home after I left the train, up a big hill, and in fact, that’s the only reason I saw them directly, because this hill was quite steep, and most people were not used to walking up a hill like that, but I did it every day, and I noticed those girls, because they were huffing and puffing, and moaning and whingeing, and when they saw me looking at them, they kind of took off, they were very suspicious, and shortly after that, we were robbed - they took everything in our small meagre flat. It was no doubt them and their dog men who did it. One other place I remember, at Chatswood. I would definitely still have people follow me there too, but that place was not conducive to burglary, as it was a share house, and they had a menacing dog, it was trained killer dog, seriously trained to attack and kill humans (a proper canine dog), so nothing was ever taken when I lived there! {I guess I should have ‘cottoned’ on and taken trained killer dogs to me when I moved to Sydney! This is an indication to the character types one needs protection from in Sydney}. Infact it is a little strange looking back, but I guess still I am the same; just exactly how ‘unafraid’ I was at being on my own. Most people are afraid. And still after all the horrible people I encounter in my life, the people who target singles; I still prefer to be on my own. It’s an obvious ‘right choice’. Another place I lived was above an awful shop in a busy area, so there was always a lot of people around, and that deterred burglars. (By the by, that shop was run by a Vietnamese family, and the two sons, were taller than me - unusual for Asians. Not that I really noticed back then, but looking back, they were unusually tall, tall and skinny. It’s like I moved to Sydney and lived next door to the tallest Asians ever!) {I caught them both one day being cruel to animals; so immediate write off}. And of course, just a general following, and stalking by other people who weren’t necessarily burglars, but just wanted to follow a girl, intrigued by a girl on her own, this fact seemingly to them, meaning some sort of interaction is required. Some of them would try interacting with me as well, others would like, do the whole bitchy little girl thing, of pointing to me and whispering to their friend – staring at me and then giggling for the whole trip. It was a constant total nuisance. I recall catching the country train from Gunnedah down to Sydney (6hrs), one time two guys sitting opposite me were harassing me, after an hour when we stopped at Quirindi, or was it Werris Creek? Some girl hopped on, sat down next to me, and when she saw the situation of these two revolting creatures opposite, she got up, and said come on, and she lifted the chair to face the other way! I would never have dared to do something like that, as it would be perceived as extremely rude! – so naïve! - In our family, we weren't raised to deal with social retards! Everyone was polite and respectful. And indeed, this extended to our circle of friends. Everyone was polite and respectful. So there just was not any kind of “social retardation” or mental illness even. So different as an adult living outside that circle, where there is extreme dysfunction that goes on in society. Extreme. It’s like so many people weren't raised with respect and politeness being important. It's very odd. SO, thank goodness that girl got on, otherwise I would have been stuck again for the whole 6rs with antisocial bully young men harassing me, (should I say “no idea how to be social’” men). I still remember that girl, she had blonde hair - thank goodness for that Blondie! Heaps of other tedious stories on the matter. And I said again, just before, as, I remember now, before that time on the XPT, I was stuck on the same train for 6rs with 2 young men harassing me, IT WAS AWFUL, such peace disturbers, fear mongering nuisances. Those stupid young men should be locked up, at least they should not be allowed out unless they are supervised. I bet they were 3rd borns. They were not infront of me, they sat further back out of eye sight. COWARD DOGS. The whole train carriage would have heard them. Birdy told me those 2 stupid boys were from Gunnedah; one was called Gerard? Not sure if they were the same ones as blondie shunned?? Arsholes will be arsholes. {I think one of those tormenting arsholes turned up one day to visit my brother at my place in Pendle Hill – such fuckin arrogance.} It would have been good to put their names up here – to shame them, to shame their mothers for raising such degenerates. Public transport was a huge problem for me, I would say, particularly being young, but approaching 50 now, I’m pretty sure I’d still have the same problems of people stalking me and following me home if I caught PT. I mean I have a car now, and I still have people follow me in my car! I’ve chosen to leave the big dent in the back of my car, so people who follow can assume that I’m broke, have no money to fix the dent, so are turned off following me - I think it’s working. I just say NO to public transport, (unless of course it was the luxury private cabin travel that they do now with ensuite and 24hrs room service! – The Ghan on the ‘Indian Pacific Australia’ or the ‘Shiki Shima Japan’ or ‘Venice Simplon Orient Express France’ or ‘The Blue Train’ Africa!! - Not even in my dreams!). Realistically, I just can’t use public transport in Australia, due to all the stupid Australian dogs. Oh, that’s right; the one time when I travelled overseas, to Hong Kong, I stayed at my friend’s house from fashion school. I caught public transport there quite a bit, and I do recall being harassed one time only, by a child, a little boy on that train – harassment in the form of he thought he was being helpful. So I guess it’s not conducive to Australia. But it is conducive to STUPID PEOPLE, one thing I have noticed about people who harass me in such a manner – they are all stupid. And not just a little bit, but really stupid. Like the kind of stupid that ought to not be allowed outside. Stupid mothers breeding stupid kids- truly there needs to be some sort of regulation, plus NO more than 2, as woman CANNOT look after more than 2, PROPERLY. They are really HOPELESS. The ugly truth – the root of those PT problems; bimbo mothers. One of the biggest things I find so bizarre in life, is that nobody acknowledges this huge problem that I encounter on public transport, like it’s such a burden for me. Such a problem. What? doesn’t this happen to anyone else? I was later informed it does happen but to only certain types of people, like why there are a lot of university professors who do “research”, that’s their chosen job, hidden away out of the public, so they don’t get picked on. This would explain why Uni’s charge an arm and leg, paying for their salary too (!) Although when I was rmit, their annual fee was aprox $500, so I am not entirely sure if it is just other Unis that charge $10000+ a year or what? Well, actually, it does mostly seem to be a problem specific to me, I feel most people can travel on public transport without being followed and harassed (?) - I mean if this was NOT the case, no one would use PT and it would be closed down a long time ago. So, I want to make a point of saying that public transport is definitely a good thing if you're not me. Lol. I did see a YouTube video where people on a Japanese train were harassing a young woman, and they were doing it deliberately to torment her, but they were posing as actors, like “street performance”, and this girl clearly didn't want anything to do with them, she didn't want to interact with them - and that's what they were vying from her; interaction. The whole thing was painful to watch, it was obvious that those so-called “street performance” people WERE BULLIES. And also, really stupid bullies, because they couldn't read the situation, and see how uncomfortable that girl was, and this to me is an indication that they are 3rd borns + attention seeking loved starved idiots - yet another reason for bimbo mothers to stop having more than 2 kids. Bimbo mothers; the root of all problems. It’s bad enough having to now live in residential areas and be harassment by my neighbours, (whole dog family). I have since moved to a significantly more peaceful area, thank goodness. When I first moved here, I did have, initially, a problem with the teenage boy across the road yelling out, and motorbike hooning up to my fence, and I thought well I'm not going to commence another few years of living here with the same harassment problems from kids like at Sarina, so I immediately put in a complaint to the police, I even sent them a map showing where they lived! And that was the end of it, I haven't had any more problems, well on the whole, mostly. I can assure you it certainly makes a difference to your quality of life when you're not being harassed by the kids next door. Why so many people have kids, is still backwards. This country has some truly dysfunctional parts about it. Yes, these things really happened, and do happen. I am not making them up to fear monger. STOP TRYING TO OPPRESS ME. 2. Typical Outing, Another Example of Constant Incessant Persecution, Warrumbungles So, I get harassed every time I go out, but this trip to the National Park this day in 2006 I think it was. I WAS FURIOUS at the harassment. I think it was because my trip was seen as ‘unwork-related’ by the stupid dogs. A National Park - by the way is actually work related, I have a nursery business and a keen interest in native plants, anyway, but the main reason I wanted to go there was to get away from all the arshole harassment I was experiencing at Henry st with carhoons. So, on this day I somehow unbeknownst to me, managed to attract multiple ‘weirdos’. First of all, there was (actually, occasionally still is) a WHOLE LOT of women in new cars around me, and especially at petrol stations, (?) then, I was followed by young men (trying to be predators, but I just perceive them as nuisance flies) – and who start harassing me and following me, {because I’m not at work, (I think???)} and on my own (I think???); maybe they think I might be looking for ‘fun’. And their opinion of fun is very different than mine. NO NOT LOOKING FOR YOU – YOU STUPID ARROGANT LITTLE BOY. I can’t begin to explain my low opinion of these scum clueless creatures that harass; what stupid little boys disguised in grown men‘s bodies. STUPID. (Although at work, even under someone ‘s supervision, I would still be harassed in same manner by hoons outside, and female too). Btw, I find generally most people who harass me are short! Just a weird thing that short people are vulnerable to, this type of delinquent behaviour, it is a total dysfunction, and in my experience, you can never trust anyone who is short, I would go so far as to say a lot of them are actually mentally retarded, in my opinion, due to a lack of vitamins as a child. They certainly have no social skills to speak of whatsoever. (Thanks for all the short smarties that have since been in contact!!...”I’m normal”, “I’m smart”…. lol). There are plenty of girls that follow and harass me, and in fact, mostly it’s girls, but I’m just remembering this specific incident at Warrumbungle National Park, because I was really trying to get away from everyone that day in Gunnedah, at Henry st, and find some peace and quiet in the lovely forest, (I was later advised by a little birdy that it was John Peterson and his mates, who were car harassing me in Gunnedah at that time, as he was ‘pissed’ off that we never ‘hooked up’ {?} – well, guess I was right about that rejection. No socially retarded stalking car hoons for me thanks very much. But then later someone else implied it was stupid blonde bimbo, you know, the ones maybe from the ABC,(?) the scum female narcissists, and not John. Although I thought I saw Heath Barwick??? I guess all short people look the same to me. Whatever – all coward pathetic scum. Oh, and later someone else or same person, said it was John Xidas (!), my friend from school’s older brother!!! So, who knows. Pathetic scum. LEAVE ME ALONE! What I do is NONE of your business. So, but of course, once again, on that day, I had little shitheads just doing the exact opposite of what I want. Heath Barwick? Thieving Idiot, he belongs in prison. (We are not friends, we never have been, he was friends with my brother – even though my brother said he used to steal off him) Could have been a look-a-like or that flatmate from Melbourne – idiot, I think he stole my copper kettle? Or there was, in 2000, about 5 young men (little boys who were not wearing any shirts) who came out to my farm in the pretence they left something there before and were looking for it – or something, I can’t remember, (read my “Rowan Leigh - Never go to music festivals” photo story on p1), but I naively let them wonder around. And as they were leaving, they went past my room, which happened to be completely empty, it was a big house, and I heard one of them tell the other, “oh look, she does not have anything anyway!!” so those boys were definite thieves, someone would have sent them out to my house, (most likely stupid blonde bimbo), and it is possibly those boys who have been stealing and harassing me since – burn in hell boys- you deserve a baseball batting, and, as you always seem to need for things to be spelt out FUCK OFF. Plus, I know there are women behind them, they are just the puppets. Again, I was reminded by someone, that it all comes down to my car – that’s what they were chasing – a feeling, a ‘flame feeling’. See my car below. (Course, I was followed around by dogs way before I got my car…..) You know it’s not my problem, that most other people have no guts or creativity, and just stick to “plane jane” cars. It ought not to be my problem, that there are so many stupid blonde bimbos either. IT IS NOT MY FAULT THAT YOU ARE STUPID! In all the movies I watch, no one else has stalkers and predators trying to victimise women from afar like this. I guess Australians are just simply more coward and backwards than Americans or British. Here is a good spot to mention, back in about 2008 or so, my sister who was living with dad, decided we should go on a day outing to visit local sights, so we picked a National Park, and off we went. I can’t recall exactly where we went but I think it was a National Park behind Manilla somewhere, I remember Manilla because, when we drove down the main street in Manilla, there was a pub, and what appeared like about 20 horny men who leered out the windows and doors as we went past, whistling and woohooing! Idiots! No one else was harassing me, or ‘us’, for the whole trip, unlike, if I were on my own at any other time in my adult life. When we arrived, there was a “National Parks and Wildlife” sign, talking about the protected area, and explaining some of the species there. Someone had planted a whole heap of Grass trees near the sign too. Very pretty! But right near the car park there was a dried-up creek, and there, munching away, in the National Park, were at least 5 cows. So – “protected” my arse! We could see the fence near the creek, it did not go through the creek, so that’s where they were coming and going as they pleased. And that area is usually dry, this means those cows would usually be there, eating species into extinction. Some anti-green, greedy farmer, cashing in on NSW Parkes and Wildlife. I should point out the difference in land that is not grazed, compared to land that is grazed on, is chalk and cheese. Like ungrazed, is this lush green thick covering, over the earth, even in drought times. But grazed, it’s a sparse yellow brownish ‘desert looking’ ‘drought looking’, dry appearance, pretty much all the time except immediately after rain. So HUGE difference in the land that does not have cows grazing, and especially noticeable in low rainfall areas. This is why trees are so important, in farmers paddocks – plant some Kurrajongs you lazy hics. (p10, no 15 –“My Kurrajong idea for Australian Farm paddocks”. Also note my garden on each header of my Blog; how green is that grass in my yard, with NO WATERING, 7yrs into a 9yr drought). Told you. All I did to my “lawn”, was mow, I had a “mulcher mower”, it was brilliant. Plus, I got rid of any painful weeds like bindy or cathead the first season I was there. None grew back. I did not care about any other weed that grew in the lawn, so long as I could wear bare feet on it, and it could be kept short, fine by me! ‘Perfect lawn’, not a priority. Btw, horses are just as bad as cows. Saw recently a documentary on the current war about the Brumbies in The Snowy Mountains near Mount Kosciuszko – sorry to say, and I love horses, but they have to go! National parks need protection against cattle, sheep, pigs and horses (sometimes rats too). Of course, they cannot be aerial culled - come on, what's wrong with you. How would you like a nuisance member of your family ‘culled’ (shot)?? Reign them in, build a fence, pay a bounty, do what you have to do, then sell them to whoever wants them, for next to nothing, free? Horses are expensive, so I know they will sell at a good price. There are many private properties with horses, living in ‘environmental harmony’. Fine. So, keep National Parks protected. 3. This driver is obsessed with me This car, I’m not sure what its number plates were back then, but it’s exactly the same as this car (which is now parked at my neighbours across the road. Just sits there never moves has been there for a month’s now) I’ve had a huge problem with whoever was driving this car; they would follow me around whenever I went into town in Gunnedah and Tamworth - basically harassing me. And whoever it was, they would always put P plates on, and there would be some decorative feature in pink. I think the number plates were pink as well, so the windows were dark, so I could never see who was driving, but once I saw a short tubby blonde girl (I am pretty sure it wasn’t R Wainberg, but looked like her) And I strongly suspect the driver was not a P plater, as the car constantly had P plates on (for about 10 years in fact) so that’s just weird. I’ll bet they have very sore legs and a big ass, from driving around so much. (I think that same short blonde girl was harassing me one year at the Christmas Street lights, about an ebay bid I cancelled?? - DOG) This car is also one of the cars that leaves when I leave and then returns when I return plus I saw the son of that couple who owns that house follow me over to the beach one day. Maybe they have borders in that house? there seems to be at least five different cars there, one driver I saw is tall and skinny. You know, if you’re thinking about me, then you’re not thinking about what you’re supposed to be thinking about – and that’s good food, btw. So, stop occupying your time with me, and think about food. 4. 26th July 1130am WHITE SUV following me again - most likely stealing my mail Every time I leave my home and go down through Kookaburra Park, there’s always a white SUV either parked by the side of the road in various spots, or goes past me. This girl is obsessed with me and appears to have mental problems - if anyone sees her, please Bom Wake her, - she steals, poisons my food and tampers/breaks my car, not to mention, harass’s. This has now stopped, since I did this blog, thankyou thankyou. 5. Well, you can try to keep up I am frequently remined of some guy rebuking me when I suggested I was followed around and harassed. He implied it was all in my head (arshole), so I have started writing about many of the times in my past when I have had such problems, I can’t write about all of them, as there are too many. But looking back, I have realized, that ‘followed’ and ‘harass’ is really an understatement, and the word ‘persecution’ is more realistic. Since I started writing about it, it has been GREATLY reduced, but am still followed by cowards in cars, where ever I go. (Bugger off btw, are they simpletons? Why does someone want to follow someone else down the street? Do they have heaps of petrol money to spend? do they have heaps of time to waste? I can truly only imagine that these people are so retarded, they can’t think of anything to do, so that they have to follow somebody else around - this is the epitome of stupidity, get a brain you idiots, and stop being a nuisance.) Because I have a Collapsed Arch, I have not been able to walk or do exercise for nearly 5yrs now (Doctor could not diagnose it till 3rd year) so that, in conjunction with COVID19 gov cash grants, (how nice not to worry about food for a change) I have put on a little weight. I figure a bike might help as I can push the pedal into the arch. So, I have started riding down to check the mail every day. As of two days ago, they have now started to wait down there for me - yesterday there was a blue car waiting for me (honestly could be coincidence, but today there was a child harassing me (often if I hear a Childs voice yelling out, but I can tell it’s a woman pretending to be a child, somewhere along the lines of Bart Simpson), from one of the houses at the big dam when I rode past, and then a white van going to that house. I am going to have to take my camera now when I go riding. DOGS -persecution. (Nothing has been stolen over the last 2 weeks, except 1 batch of frozen roo mince) Honestly, I think their main evil plan is to try and make me sound crazy, because I can see what is going. Its like they know how to make someone appear crazy by simple ‘people placement’ and theft. It seems to be a ’thing’, a cultural thing amongst bogan Australians who are ultimately in juvenile REBEL MODE; “let’s have some fun with person and try and make this person seem crazy”. And I can assure the police in Gin Gin fall for it hook line and sinker, its like they have absolutely NO IDEA what goes on. Btw, I only had my bike for a couple of months when I realized, I could no longer ride it due to knee arthritis in both my knees. Dam! And I will put this Melbourne bike riding story in - When I was in Melbourne I was accosted by this bicycle guy, he kept a look out for newcomers (hall monitor type) and whenever he saw someone new in the area, he would stalk them, and then just as you’re about to get out of your car, he would zoom past, he would like wait and time it, so you get a bit of a fright - in order to make the newcomer, aware that there are bicyclists in that area, so you can’t just open your car door because you might knock one flat. He was like a full on territorial dog guarding his streets and fellow cyclists! I bet he only targeted women on their own. (My brand-new $470 bike, sold for $110 at the Bundaberg Tender Centre last month – what a waste – story of my financial life.) why can’t I find these good things secondhand? Also, here is a good a spot as any, I mentioned above covid19; I’m hoping after the whole, extreme (almost 2 years) of COVID-19 virus saga, that we are now more aware of the contagiousness of viruses, people are now more willing to cover a mouth when coughing and sneezing, and will stay out of the community if you’re sick. {I remember before, people had no problems going to work or school, or generally interacting with people, when they were sick. Ridiculous! If you’re sick you have to stay home; make the most of it, a couple weeks in bed watching Netflix – hooray! I think we should take it even further, and that is, instead of kissing one another hello, as some people do, particularly amongst family members at holiday time; instead of kissing, it should be just cheek to cheek transaction. Take a moment. Much more pleasant and meaningful. 6. Stalking Dogs in Melbourne I want to write about the girls in Melbourne. I moved to Melbourne and went to RMIT for a very brief time, I say brief, as it was so unbearable down there, I soon had to leave. I was surrounded by these girls, really I say girls, but the only words to describe them are stupid little leach bimbos, they would be constantly around me on a daily basis, especially in the mornings, but I remember specifically one time, I needed to get a ruler for my course, a special grading ruler, and it’s kind of hard to explain but those stupid bimbos would try to control how I got to the place of purchase, and which particular ruler I should choose - without going into the details, I just wanted to express here, how fucking humiliating those stupid girls are (they still would be, stupid bimbos like that can’t be helped. Get a fucking brain you stupid little dogs). I think Cathy Goldman has something to do with it. I still have people who hang around and do the same, they were at Bundaberg on the 17th dec, different ones, but organized following, condescending. Since I have cameras now, it’s not so easy for them, because they’re cowards and they don’t want to be seen as a Nazi bully, they especially don’t want to be yelled at or made a public spectacle of. Btw I can’t help but see some of them, they usually try and hide in the general public on the street, and I don’t waste time seeking dogs out. Most of them that I’ve seen had blonde hair, not always, just an observation. I can still clearly see one, she was a blonde with fair skin, kind of a big (in my mind she looked dumb and zombie like, as if she was under control by another force (so important to be of sound mind all the time), but I also saw her somewhere else in a different state at Centrelink behind the counter, she is one of those dogs that literally follows me around. If I had my way, she would be getting the electric chair, the world would’ve been a better place without. Fuck off. When I was in Melbourne also some of my family was there for a brief period. I know my brother’s wife Sherry, saw one of the guys that was harassing me one morning, which is very unusual as they don’t usually let themselves be seen in front of people like family or friends (Secret plot to make me sound crazy), and I say a guy, but usually it’s always girls harassing me, just occasionally there are young men or fully grown men. Sherry did not know what was going on or why that guy was there, she just thought he was talking to us from across the street, and was like “what the?”. {Oh, by the by, one time in Sydney, I was staying with my aunt, she noticed that where ever we went, there were people in brand-new cars, she said look, they are everywhere! I’m not sure whether she made the connection that wherever I go, I’m followed around by people in brand-new cars, or did she just think everyone in Sydney suddenly had a brand-new car! BTW, they do this (this is my theory) to show off their brand-new car, and also car manufacture people do it to show off any new things they have done, like a cool new blinker design, or a new hub cap design, etc etc. They show off in an obvious and overt way like stopping right in front of me for no reason, for about 30 seconds, with the new blinker on! And my sister was also there, I was trying to tell her about the ruler situation, she implied it served me right because I was trying to buy the wrong ruler, (what the fuck?) like maybe I should’ve prodded her to find out exactly what she was talking about, but as far as I’m concerned, this comment, makes her one of the stupid dogs too. 3rd borns, if only mothers new how handicapped they are compared to 1st borns, if they knew, no one would have more than 2. I think special attention needs to be brought to the “Secret plot to make me sound crazy” part, that I mentioned above – I am not sure whether that person on the street where Sherry was, would deny he was talking to me if I confronted him?? But I do believe the girls involved in persecuting me do so with the intent to make me sound paranoid -little blonde ‘goodytwoshoe’ types, as they want to discredit me, (because I have all the dirt on many stupid girls, especially from school) And when someone is diagnosed as being paranoid, often that diagnosis is mis associated with ‘potheads’. Hence why they are stealing small invaluable items from me on a weekly basis over 10yrs, in the hopes to drive me nuts and paranoid, so then they can discredit me and call me paranoid pot head. And hence why they tried to label me as someone with mental health problems – read my mental health story on my about page - STUPID LITTLE WOMEN- truly stupid. They are evil. I am not, and was not ever a ‘pot head’ (I have tried it though, when I was 18, I did not like it – apparently in some circles, I specifically had a reputation for being a drunk and on drugs? Neither of which is true – I still do not drink, not even a little bit! {the dog network, spreading rumours, could have been spurred by my little sister Penny Bieman?}). I am not paranoid, even after their attempts to try and drive me nuts with constant theft and verbal harassment. Of course, every action there is a reaction, but I am a very cool, calm and collected person. Still. Just somewhat more cynical and cautious after my experience with MOST people. I should further point out, those ‘goodytwoshoe’ types wanted to use me as an example; because so many people thought that I was on drugs and a pothead, then they could say- “look what happened to her now, she’s crazy, and has no house, and it’s from drugs, so don’t use drugs” They literally think they are doing good. NOT ON DRUGS. So, in the in the process of their “helpful” tirade, they are ruining my reputation and causing a whole heap of problems for me, plus other people too. And by the way, I have actually met a couple of hard-core long-term potheads, and they are by no means paranoid at all, not in any way, shape or form. So, I know it’s not a general rule, those ‘goodytwoshoe’ types are wrong, as usual. I would say being paranoid would more likely come more from being chastised at school by nazi teachers, or from being wrong in class and in turn being reprimanded or humiliated. Sets their future up as being fearful of doing the wrong thing. (Teachers are hopeless) and NEWSFLASH, smoking pot, does not lead to a sudden interest in trees – you stupid little short blonde from Gunnedah, as in people who garden, plant trees, or have an interest in horticulture, are not POTHEADS. Btw, it is still illegal to use, supply and possess cannabis in Australia – all states, except for; medicinal purposes; and that requires a doctor’s prescription – and then you can buy it at the chemist! Just looked it up on google. 2022 {the chemist did this, as they were sick of missing out on all the sales of pot - $50 a little bag if I remember from when I was 18} WHAT A WASTE OF MONEY, talk about retail suckers!! One of my neighbours smokes it, I can smell it – I am pretty sure I know who it is. And I have noticed the type of person that would succumb and fall victim to marijuana use, are the type of people who have a natural born Nuisance personality trait, that is someone who really needs supervision, as they can’t think of anything better to do, so they resort to drugs - to occupy themselves. Having said that, I do feel in today’s modern times, at 18 or thereabouts, when everyone else is ‘experimenting’ and pretty much going through a ‘rite of passage”, those kids that don’t try pot; in my experience, it is those kids who have a cowardly personality trait, they have no guts, as it does take a bit of courage to try something you know nothing about; they live in fear, but then this personality type, goes on in society to do damage under the pretence of superiority. I think someone needs to point out, that a recreational drug was created for an experience, so you can learn something about yourself- like maybe how to laugh at silly stuff… so that is what you get from it. So, there is no point repeatedly doing it, you will gain nothing from the experience anymore, nothing. I am not sure it would relieve pain either, I am not experienced in this matter, but I would think not. Possibly the people in terminal pain, no one really cares if you’re on drugs or not, so do whatever…. Just by the by, did you know that single ladies (who drive charcoal cars that look like a mouse), are not permitted to attend Melbourne Aquarium. There is no such written rule, but I can assure you, this is law amongst the people of Melbourne. And if you do have the audacity, as a single lady, to attend Melbourne Aquarium, then the local council will give you some sort of fine. I have mentioned before, since I have written this blog with all these kinds of details, the stealing has been reduced – but they still are stealing from me, including some of my writings, like the bit I said about ebay staff was deleted, lucky I saw it the following day and re wrote it – it was the bit about how if I create a new account, they deleted it within ½ hr (they track me constantly, turned me into a cat and mouse game, they did it, do it on Facebook too). Bunnings Bimbos still steal from me; my Petunia was stolen by their delivery driver a few months ago, looked like the same girl who stole my trees on the Keepit Dam Rd near Gunnedah, who also looked like the territorial dog who worked at Bonds in 1994 when I worked there too. Women – so fucking stupid. 7. Postage dogs who deliver my mail to my neighbours – their friends instead of me. There is this weird game the dogs play; they try to manipulate you by taking advantage of the situation, like an ‘opportunist’; so, for example (they do it in many numerous ways, but I’ll try and give you an example of where it’s really obvious what they do, sometimes it is not so obvious). So, maybe you’re expecting a parcel, (COVID TIME), you keep a watch out for the mailman or the courier. And delivery trucks keep turning up at the neighbours, like, ‘they do signs’, to try and inflict concern, so all parcels (including yours) are being delivered to all your neighbours, and you don’t get your parcel. That’s their game, initially to try and trick you. Seriously a horde of delivery trucks on standby, or ready to drop everything and play games. (They did this at Gin Gin big time). So, if you just ignore these mentally retarded antagonistic dogs, and wait, usually the parcel turns up - in the past this has been the case, although here at kookaburra Park, it actually doesn’t turn up, they do steal my mail by delivering it to my neighbours, I’ve had literally dozens of items in the 2 years I’ve been here, stolen this way, through the post, as well as FastWay couriers (whose real name is SlowWay Couriers – such rude nasty cunts). My parcels gets delivered to my neighbours - friends of the mail contractor and Courier, I personally believe, they are friends. I kicked up a big stink about this, (as in, made several complaints) because it’s an easy problem to solve; just find out who the contractor was, but instead of doing that, they have actually ban me from the post office, and from eBay. I truly think I’m surrounded by complete morons. Thank goodness there are many many other online websites who will quite happily send items to me with proper tracking number (StarTrack always deliver, as does TNT, DHL) Fedex steal from me. So, in the past when I’ve ignored the mentally retarded antagonistic dogs, the dogs feel like they have lost because they didn’t “get to me” as in, I wasn’t concerned, stressed or worried because I knew it would turn up. They really feel like they LOST – just so weirdly bizarrely wrong and stupid. So, if I had of been concerned about it, and even phoned the courier up, and demanded to know where is it, then, according to mentally retarded antagonistic dogs, I would’ve “lost” because it means that I was paying attention to the stupid people who are having fun playing this sign game. So if I ignore whats going on I win! I’m not sure where the logic is? I mean do they want people to be complete zombies and not pay attention to what’s going on around them? Stupid games by stupid people. Another one of the courier games was refusing to deliver my mail unless one of the neighbours were home, as in implying; child minder required. Just nasty bitch behaviour. They also did that at Sarina occasionally {but after I left Gin Gin and lived in Sarina, suddenly, on the whole, I no longer had those extreme mail problems that I had in Gin Gin, this posty even delivered ALL my parcels to my front door!!” but the courier companies at Sarina were still a problem, infact, that courier behaviour may have come to full fruition at Sarina, as I wrote about it on my Blog (and I had given my blog address to all my neighbours there!), I talked about all the bloody Toll mega semitrailers stalking me every time I went to mail my letters, plus at Bundaberg, same thing with these huge Toll trucks. So, since leaving Sarina, I have not had this problem at my new address so far, (just the nuisance narcissist ambulance sirens all this week). It seems the main aim is to try and manipulate the ‘girl’, without being seen and caught so to speak, like a rebellious child-like activity. I’m pretty sure they target single ladies, I mean I’m usually always on my own, so I don’t really have any experience in this area, but I suspect this is the case. As when other people are around me, I don’t usually have this kind of problem, occasionally they will do signs, which can be kind of annoying if you’re trying to have a conversation with someone and they keep flashing up particular signs, like billboards on a truck that drive past, or flashing lights, banging drums, beeping horns, trucks that have metal bits attached so it is designed to be ‘overly noisy’ when going past, commentating - they have all sorts of means and ways of how they do it, they especially use these tactics to give you ‘confidence’ or take your confidence away, to make you sound foolish in front of the person you’re talking to, or make you sound good, empower and unempower, they can be very manipulative. This is why it’s important to know how to, first recognise them and then secondly how to ignore them, truly – unfortunately this is not a figment of my imagination, they do this absurdity. And usually if you talk about these things to other people when they’re not happening, so you can’t point out to them exactly what’s happening, they will often assume that you’re crazy, like there’s such a lack of understanding about mentally retarded antagonistic dogs , I find it really weird. I heard once that this is deliberate amongst the ‘powers that be’, so as not to ‘reward’ bad behaviour with attention of trying to catch them. Because they feel, those mentally retarded antagonistic dogs, all they want is attention, because of their hopeless parents, who starved them of love when they were growing up. So now they act out, in the form of attention seeking behaviour. This makes sense enough, although, really, in my experience, you can’t do anything about a problem, until it’s acknowledged. It needs to be acknowledged and then addressed. I mean you could acknowledge it with a gunshot, which would be fine by me, but there obviously needs to be tactics thought of in dealing with these morons, I know the police do absolutely nothing about those menacing truck drivers who so disturb the peace here at Gin Gin. I mentioned in one of my stories my brother‘s wife, saw one of these people who was harassing me outside our place of stay in Melbourne - it’s really unusual that they make themselves seen, they have some secret plot to literally make you sound crazy. Like for some the whole point of their signs” is to not only make you sound crazy if you talk about them, but to actually inflict psychological torture. {after one of my complaints about them, on the ABC, I heard this woman say “oh, would we do that – nooo” – like her sarcasm suggests, “yes, we are fucked people, and t our main aim is to manipulate and inflict psychological torture on women, it is fun for us”. I think part of the excitement for them, is they want to be unseen and sneaky for some reason. (they want to be a fly!) At one point I suspected that they target poorer people, because there seemed to be a lot of mentally retarded antagonistic dogs who do this, who have money and time to waste, but after living on a property that was owned by a lawyer, I no longer think this is the case, because I saw them trying to have a go at him as well. So not just single ladies either. I can assure you these mentally retarded stupid antagonistic people are very real, there is something wrong with them in their head, only, because of their sneaky dog ways, they think they’re really clever. Someone told me they think its “Art”, as in, a creative way to communicate (deranged, disturbed, and unhinged.) It is an absurd pastime, they remind me of that slightly mentally challenged boy ‘Lennie’ from Of Mice and Men, how he first accidentally killed a puppy, then manhandled Curly’s wife, and choked her to death without really knowing what he was doing. L-E-N-N-I-E Or other such behaviour that socially challenged country delinquents get up to. I am from the country, and I can assure you – there are plenty of socially challenged country delinquents, I have met some mothers of these creatures – they are hopeless. I don’t know why the powers that be have got away for so long the activity of encouraging so many women to breed “populate or perish’ – just so wrong, children are NOT for everyone. PARENTING CLASSES PLEASE! SO, as far as I am concerned, those mentally retarded stupid antagonistic dogs, are not worthy of living on planet Earth. STOP USING ME TO TRY AND FEEL INCONTROL OF YOUR LIFE. I’ll have to add, these people, I’m guessing were raised with extreme alcoholism problems within their parents/teachers/grandparents…. So, for these big issues, to be addressed, I don’t see how there’s any way to address them, without addressing family values for the future. Parenting class for all pregnant mothers. Alcoholism! Geeze, even a three-year-old could see the problem of drinking these days. You know, it is my experience, that everybody wants to be ‘in control’, EVERYONE. But if you’re under the influence of drugs or alcohol, you relinquish that control, so it just doesn’t make any sense at all - And anyway, drug and alcohol abuse is done by people who want one thing; and that is, they want to be saved, they want someone to literally save them and put their life on track, they are waiting around for someone to save them. I suggest to those people; turn to God because no one is going to save you. wakey wakey Australians. I put the Australian flag above, as I am fairly certain this retarded problem is only an Australian bogan thing! (According to google Australia, America’s and the UK's per capita alcohol consumption has fallen significantly from peaks in the 1970s, reaching lower levels from 2000+): So, this is evolution. And see, you can see it, it does happen; what was like in the past, is different today. Also, I want to say about mentally retardation: if you think there is something wrong: try looking within, and start gardening, really gardening, only you can help you. 8. The weird and bizarre phenomena on of people leaving their house when I leave my house So yesterday I complained to the police anonymously about the trucks waking me, and everyone in the park up, at aprox 3:30am every morning, and guess what, last night there was no trucks. I’m not sure if this is going to be a whole thing now, or maybe it was just for one night? But yesterday, again they switched the water off, so again I have no water! And the other thing is I went to MpB yesterday, before I left, I was putting my rubbish out and 4 cars appeared (unusual in quite kookapark). One of them appeared just as I was leaving my house, a car from down the road that left too - this is not a coincidence, this happens every time I leave, it used to be obvious my neighbours were following me when I went to the post office, but since I no longer go to the post office, they still seem to be following me. - that first car at my gate was at Helen Dobles house, so maybe it’s Helen who is following me around today? I managed to get a close up photo when that car followed me to the rubbish area, looks like Helens grandson? They seem to take it inturns, and they leave just ahead of me, in the attempts to disguise the fact that they are following me. Before it was a car from the house next to Helens, at David Hookers. I put a YouTube up showing that car. I’m pretty sure I had people who follow me when I went to MpB that day. But the thing happened yesterday at MpB was a whole spate of mothers and daughters placed in front of my car. I did catch them all on camera, but I don’t feel it worth going through the whole process of editing my bodycam and car camera video recordings. No one wants to see a whole spate of mothers and daughters. Oh there was quite a few people doing bike signs, to remind me that I could put up my “for sale” poster at MPB. I would have more of a chance selling it there than at Gin Gin, I want to sell my bike, as I have for arthritis and can’t ride it (damm it) and MPB is an excellent place to ride a bike, all flat. And while it was good to be reminded of this, as is sometimes the case, unfortunately more times, many more times, it is NOT good. I deeply resent people who do ‘signs’. So condescending, it’s unbelievable, you have no right to infringe yourself, to encroach yourself, on my life; who the fuck do you think you are? we are not in a relationship. Such widespread surveillance, infringes, my personal liberties. Get your own life and don’t be so disrespectful towards me. STOP DOING LOOKALIKES, and stop following ahead of me!! Stop wasting someone’s moneytime. Oh, after I complained to the police about the trucks, the trucks disappeared, so now there’s a motorbike, a noisy one at around 3am. The reason why I think they’re waking me up is because this particular person can’t handle image transfer and dreams (see my Dream Watchers photo story), so they just wake me up, and keep me awake. It is unbearable for me to be woken up - I need my sleep. Scientist doctors and academics, will agree with me here, people need their sleep, and interrupted sleep has dire consequences on performance function and memory throughout the day. And if you’re having problems with me and my god given ability, then you need to go and see a psychiatrist or even your local chemist ladies, they can give you an anti-psychotics. I believe that’s what the intended use of those drugs IS FOR. I can’t tell you if they work or not, I don’t have this problem. Although, I would suggest you learn to deal with it; we are never given anything we can’t personally handle, so figure it out MATE. It is totally unfair that I, my neighbors and the local animals are kept awake at night because of your problem. YOU WAKE UP and take control of your own life, and leave everyone else alone. By the way, the fact that you’re not getting good dreams, like you used to when I was young, and people would crowd around, is the result of the whole society of Australia, who have fucked up my life, and the irony of the situation is actually quite comical - and it bloody serves you right; be nice to the girl or pay the price. 9. Followed, Stared at, Harassed and Targeted Another example of a place I go out to, where I get followed by multiple people, whose main aim seems to be to stare at me (and steal). Sometimes they actually come up to me and talk to me- although not usually – I feel I need to say something about this “staring”, accompanied by lack of communication; I mean, are they oppressed? Have they not been allowed to speak freely in their family? If you want to say something- jump in and say it, don’t wait to be invited. I don’t know many people who will invite you to speak in a conversation! Most people are not really thinking about a good opportunity for ANOTHER person in the room to speak!! They are thinking about when is a good opportunity for THEM to speak, so you should do the same! I mean obviously some people who follow me like this would have travelled some distance; did you just travel all this way to see what I looked like? and then hopefully be able to steal something of mine??? Well, now, that would be stupid would it? And having said that about jumping in to speak, realizing when it is not appropriate for you to speak, is just as important. Also, later, at a beach, some guy did come up to me and speak, but I think (I know), he later followed me home and stole my secateurs. So that person should have followed his instinct of NOT TALKING to me! Idiot thief. Since all most other people do is steal – I WOULD PREFER IF YOU NOT ONLY DID NOT SPEAK TO ME, BUT DID NOT FOLLOW ME WHEN I VENTURE OUT, EVER – YOU RETARDS. Since I’ve written about this at MPB, and other places too, there have been changes, with less harassment, although I suspect there are some people who come along and read my blog and then go and copy what I’ve been writing about, in true delinquent style. Like the blonde bimbo at Armstrong Beach. So that day at MPB, instead of the typical empty beach, that I love (see my photo above ; that’s how it usually is, every time I went there, secluded). I was followed there by about 20 people. Their main aim, seemingly to be just to stare at me. But one person made a hissing noise, and one person pretended to steal something out of my bag, which I think was later stolen at Errol Zunker’s house, although I’m not entirely sure about that because there were people following me when I went to drop off a Gumtree item at Errol Zunker house too. But the person who pretended to steal something about of my bag on the beach was a kid, whose mother was standing nearby watching, seemingly to be orchestrating her son and keeping a “watch out” on me in the ocean – and she looked like Beyoncé. I was not aware Beyoncé had any little boy children, but who knows, and who knows who the mother actually was. Thieving mothers. That is not the only one. This reminds me of my brothers wife, one Christmas, she ‘stole’ my one of my paint brushes out of the set. Do you see, this is what ALL women who cross my path do, they steal something of mine. They must think, “oh, well she has a whole set, she can spare one”, and so just takes one. Or, “oh well, those brushes are for crafts, which are for kids, so she does not need one”. Or, well, who knows, what they are thinking, but that is how they often steal from me, thinking nothing of it – like it’s no big deal. Most people, most women, are incapable of respecting anyone else but themselves. Btw, that song “We won the world”; mean song, written and sung by a mean person. A non tour de force. So I'm updating this story today at SB, it's like two years maybe more since I wrote it, and I can see why I said they copy what I wrote: I'm having the exact same problem just this week, with some stupid dog gunh ho mother (reminiscent of toilet girl – you know that stupid non thinking woman who back in 1993, tried to break the toilet cubicle wall down to get into my cubicle (!) – same mentality), and her stupid child next door (like, what is someone like that doing having kids?????? There is NO HOPE, and they were at the same house as where the old man who accosted me lives), they were also harassing me verbally, but hiding behind the bushes, and they have come in sneakily, while I was talking to my landlord, distracted, and punctured my inflatable; a few weeks back somebody I would say same person, put a big scratch mark all the way across on my iPad, like they “keyed” my iPad after I wrote about me keyed Daewoo. I had a stanley blade that I had left out on the kitchen table, I think they used it to put a hole in one spot in the new floor and a big knife mark in another spot on the floor, the new floor, that my landlord just put in. So, I'm thinking maybe the same arrogant non thinking female dog? The person who did this is also an attention seeker; they want me to write about it on my blog? Like only someone rich, empowered and stupid would do something like that. Rich, empowered, stupid DOG - the world is a strange place, and fairly ugly, a lot. Possibly also trying to get me thrown out, since I am a renter - this is a source of fuel for bitch dog mothers, like a point of weakness, {a weakness of mine not having a home of security, so that they jump on that point – a common dog personality trait jumping on points of weakness}. And so, trying to get me thrown out; a recurring theme from bitch women, bitch mothers, bitch stupid mothers. {Go on, ask me how I feel about mothers who raise sons to steal}. Some might think I have issues with my mother; I don’t, she was pretty much the opposite of these stupid mothers I encounter as an adult now. Chalk and cheese. And no wonder there are so many people with psychological issues – their mothers are evil crapness. Someone told me that some girl, who was trying to play “peacemaker” went next door to those disgusting neighbours, and tried to fix the situation, so that they would not bully me anymore. So, I'm wondering if that girl expects me just to forget what these people have done? I think she does! {thus, rendering that peacemaker as a very stupid little girl}. I have not been compensated in any way for the physical damages, nor for the emotional scars; you can go there little girl, and try and make them see their stupidity, but it's not going to change the past, and it's not going to change the future, because this has been a pattern, I have seen it a few times in my life now, and it doesn't work: crap people are crap people, they will be back to stealing from me in no time. {They seem to send in bullies from the community, 2 days ago: Matthew Mackenzie, and Caleb Black – prob fake names, or trying to save the stupid mothers who are stealing, but they often contact me on FB in some way to let me know they are there.} So, back to those ‘followers’ like at MPB – does anyone know or have any idea how unbearable they are? Oh yeah, I just love having 20 people follow me around to a nice quiet area, where I wanted to get a nice quiet swim, instead, finding multiple people just hanging about seemingly doing muck all but mainly basically, harassing by being a nuisance. Maybe they think it’s a good thing to accompany me? I can assure you it is not. I like being on my own. I do not like to have uninvited dogs hanging about me, STEALING. Try and get it through your bimbo head – I can’t stand you. Rack off. Toll Stalkers Neighbour stalkers Bikini Bitches Tip stalker at Sarina Rangari garden 3mnths before I left 10. Toll truck wanting people to pay them a Toll, they work incahoots with retailers who overcharge I WAS BEING STALKED AND HARRASSED BY A Toll Truck Driver, have not seen or heard one for a few weeks. But every time I go to Bundaberg, I have one stalking me. I noticed every time I went to a shop who overcharged me, or stole from me, (which heaps of them do), I really try to avoid shopping anywhere except online or the supermarket, but anyway, after such an incident, there would always be a toll truck, that just pulls around the corner, and presents itself to me (EVERY SINGLE TIME) - and I think they’ve been doing it for years and years, but for years and years, I haven’t really paid any attention! But eventually, I have worked this out, they actually do “signs”, and this will be one of them – “they’ve overcharged you because they want you to pay a toll”, so who knows what the toll is for, they come up with all sorts of cockanninnie reasons, and it is nothing but theft. Guess what you little delinquents - I do NOT have to pay a toll when I go to Bundaberg. Infact, I do not have to spend any money at all - should I choose not to. Deal with it you scum. Toll should be closedown, because its owners have no control over its delinquent employers who carry on and behave like they are rebellious teenagers, when in fact they are grown? adults in their 20s 30s 40s and even 50s. Toll truck drivers have been a problem for years. 11. Neighbour Stalkers This is my neighbour’s car, there is someone that drives this car – she/he waits every morning for me to go outside whether that be 7am or 10am and then she revs the car and leaves, only to return about an hour or 2 later. She’s/he’s been doing this whole time I’ve lived at my new address for the past seven months, every day, practically. She or he is obsessed with me, and I suspect, most likely, the person who is stealing from me, and the person who makes loud noises at all hrs of the morning to wake the whole neighbourhood?? Also, just after they leave, someone drives down the HWY that runs alongside Kookaburra Park, and makes a loud banging noise, this happened every time, until I wrote this. I also saw David Hooker’s son, actually, I believe it is Sharon Millet’s son, from a previous marriage, at the post office when I went there, as well as all the way over at MPB, he was hiding in the bushes. So, I would say it is probably that person, the son who is stalking me and who drives that car. (Maybe he was one of the neighbours who take it in turns to follow me whenever I leave Kooka Park?) No one ever complains, except me, for OBVIOUS REASONS. The police do nothing. So, could that stalker please piss off out of my life. Since I wrote this, that has stopped happening, they seem to now just leave every morning same time. – they must have got a job (hopefully they are saving for a new car, so they can buy one that is not from prehistoric times, and is relatively quiet) In fact, I have mentioned this somewhere on my blog I’m pretty sure, about the women who present themselves to me in new cars, and beep their horn - particularly if someone/shopgirl, steals from me, afterwards they drive-by in a flashy car, and beep their horn. It’s a manipulation tactic to piss me off. Anyway, putting that aside, why don’t those girls who go and get the new cars (there have been HEAPS) - they must be car industry people, why don’t you give this person a new car!! They badly need one. It’ll save the whole neighbourhood from hearing loud revvi old car noise! 12. Hay Bimbo Naziheads -Hay and Dog Following Me Story, Dogs That Play Sides and Follow Me Around in Cars This is also along the lines of “saying it like it is”, in the hopes that it will stop (seems to work for some unknown reason) Okay so this is sometimes what happens, it’s been happening for some years in retrospect. I have these girls that follow me around when I am out and about. And when I stop at someone’s place (probably happens everywhere I go, but I only started to noticed it when I’m at somewhere remote like on a farm, - and as I leave there’s always some girls waiting in a car just down the road, with engine running, and I suspect what they do is go in and see the person after I’ve left. (in fact sometimes, they come in before and interrupt me -that’s happened a few times, come to think of it) and they kind of like ‘play sides’ I call them “the dogs that play sides”, so that the next time I speak to the farmer/person, they suddenly are really rude and disrespectful in some way, like for instance, I went to collect some Hay from Scott Warren, the guy was nice and friendly, we had a chat, the neighbour was burning his cane, we were looking at it -quite spectacular, he gave me an extra bale of Hay; 4 for the price of 3. And that was it, I left. – I saw as I was leaving, just parked down the road from his farm, on the dirt road, guess what, a car with girls in it, just sitting there, engine running. So, the following year I was looking for his Hay sign that he puts out, finally I saw the sign, so I drove down there, he’s about 10k’s out of Gin Gin, and I get there and there’s no Hay at all - he wasted my time, and my petrol. And it would have been because of those dogs in that white car that previous time. BTW, I have no idea who those dogs are, I don’t know them, I don’t recognise any, they never speak to me, I have absolutely no association with them, they’re not friends they’re not enemies, they’re just nobodies (I guess they would be enemies now, to be behaving like stupid stalking harassing dogs - they could be NEGS girls, or most likely prostitutes?? - anyway, they have no business following me around, it’s a disgraceful form of bullying). So yeah, this is what happens to me frequently, it’s like deliberate sabotage, just because I’m ‘me’. Oh, I have mentioned before problems with an obsessed house mistress from school, harassing and stalking me, this is just the same thing, isn’t it, so it could be her Cathy Goldman – I have reported her to the police. And, BTW, last time I drove to Bundaberg I had some bimbo following me around in a ute with hay piled in it. This happened every so often in Gunnedah too, only it was a big truck piled high then. A hey sign. I’ve come up with a way to deal with these dogs and that’s by taking photos of them, they will run and scream if there’s a chance, they’ll be caught on camera it’s quite amazing how it works (that’s the dog’s gift – an uncanny sense of the moment before being caught in the act of harassment or bullying) btw, I have stated before if I catch a dog on camera behaving as a bully, I will instantly upload it to YouTube. I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on you Tube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change all the good movies too) there are editing geeks who want to save the ‘fair’ bimbo. I’m sure now that I’m fully conscious of what these dogs do, I‘ll remember many more incidents. I carry my camera with me at all times, but it is actually quite hard taking photos when your out and about (and busy) so often I use my phone to video what is going on, I wear it around my neck. 13. Bikini Bitches - More hater dogs trying to fight me These 2 bikini bitches wanted to have a go at me at that parking sign - little do those two bimbo bikini girls know; I was Miss Paraguay 2004 kickboxing champion! Really and truly, I don’t know why I have this problem with dog bimbos coming up to me, trying to fight with me, always, where ever I go, same thing, they come up with ways to try and have a go at me; powertrip. Rack off you stupid pair of silly boob meat. (of course, I did not stop, I was not born yesterday) Look what I got now!! CarMirrorcam! thank you thank you thank you! I’ve had monumental problems when driving around with dogs following me; in front of me, behind me. They do all sorts of things. They started to be a problem when I went to Melbourne; there are dogs down there, mostly male dogs, whose full-time job is, to do signs with numberplates - they have a whole array of personalised number plates down there and they do lewd conversations - they are disgraceful. The things I could’ve captured if I had my camera back then! Although I suspect once people know there’s cameras on board, bad behaviour will suddenly stop. And btw, I seem to be harassed more in the mornings, there seems to be some sort of change during the day, and in the afternoons, it’s quite different. I make a point now of not travelling anywhere in the mornings, because the dogs are so bad. If I wait till late then it’s much better, I have relatively more peace and quiet out and about. Except those bikini bitches did not care if it was AM or PM. And no one informed these bully bikini bitches I have cameras now. Stupid women. The amount of stupid women there are, is embarrassing. Thank goodness I know that there are actually smart ones with common-sense out there, somewhere. { Now, don’t get me wrong. I don’t think all women who wears a bikini, is a bimbo!} You know, why should I have to give something of myself to get these stupid women off my back? I don’t owe them anything. Fuck off you stupid dogs, fuck off, fuck off, fuck off. Btw, these women are the reason why there is inequality against women, these women are the reason why certain men are disrespectful towards women, these women are the reason why women don’t get paid as much as men (in some areas), these women are the reason Donald Trump won against Hillary Clinton. Wake up bitches. Oh, in case you didn’t work out, they are the ones to put the sign there in the first place, their premeditated plan they concocted. (As I have described on my blog, I have a dedicated team of dogs who harass me and steal from me, maybe those 2, just saw their own opportunity, and went for it!; territorial bulldogs; “this is our beach, you have to pay the toll”. Actually, there is another reason those 2 appeared; a phenomenon that I have observed, whenever I go to the beach, somebody, puts a sexy girl in my viewing sites, usually wearing a bikini, and oddly enough, often it’s in a situation that is not near the beach, like if I’m on my way to the beach, then the girl in bikini will be on the highway walking to the beach, 5km away…. Now, she will be walking along the road, practically starkers, just wearing her bikini! This started, well actually, I’m not entirely sure, I only noticed it in 2018, in Bundaberg. It may have been going on before that at every other time I visited the beach. I’m not sure?? I don’t usually pay too much attention to girls in bikinis, but when they’re walking, practically naked along the highway, it’s a little odd, and quite notable. A little birdie told me, she’s trying to ‘lure’ someone, someone I have no idea who? It is of no concern to me. I do not have any attachments to any man, so any girls in bikinis who wants to ‘lure’, please feel free to ‘lure’ away. I suspect I should add here; lure away, the whole way, get married! Leave me in peace! One girl I saw, was totally starkers, I guess the bikini wasn’t working for her, and she’s just decided to go completely in the buff!! So, I think these Bikini Bitches know about the network of “matchmakers” that exist in my life; I've stated before on my blog if you're a single man and you cross my path, you have got no chance of escaping, you will be caught! Lol. And I'm guessing they're taking it in terms, trying to hook up woman (it must drive them nuts they can’t “get” me). Maybe they were trying to lure the “dog network” who can find them a match? Maybe my landlord at that time was involved, Rachael Wainberg’s older sister, going by a different name now? I'm not entirely sure how they operate, but it's also related to “having a go at me” as I mentioned above. This as another tactic to get a man, as in “I also am a dominatrix”. I have termed these woman “bimbo dominatrix”, because they seem to be useless at anything, possibly except for sex. Desperate to cross my path, so they can get a man. In Bundaberg they were a monumental large amount of such women. One day when I went to the Podiatrist, this ‘girl’, she was a young blonde, her name was Taylor Tatarelli. Although I'm not entirely sure that was her real name, because when I checked her credentials on Aphra, there was no such person, and then the Clinic later told me that she changed her name to Taylor Wilt, and there is a Taylor Wilt who is a registered Podiatrist in South Australia, but it may not be the same one - they're trying to cover their arses, save themselves “weee don’t get desperate women in our clinic pretending to be Doctors trying to “win a date””. This clinic was ‘Advance Foot Care’, but sometimes known as ‘My Foot Doctor’ – dodgy reason I am guessing. Obviously run by stupid desperate women. Of course, if I put in a complaint about some blonde trying to dominatrix me, (physically abuse), no one will ever do anything about it. They're so busy trying to protect each other – protect all bimbos – that’s their mandate; protect all bimbos. There's a whole network of women who do it – and they work for the government too. This fake podiatrist inflicted as much pain on me as she possible could feel she could get away with in the moment, deliberatley, on my injury - she was completely clueless about being a Podiatrist, like it was obvious she had no idea what she was doing. And as a result of that day, I had extreme inflammation and pain all on one left side of my body for days. It so happened I visited a Dr afterwards who saw my knee especially, as it was a balloon, and so obvious there was a problem, AND HE TOTALLY IGNORED IT. I repeatedly asked him about me knee. IGNORE. Obviously he was part of the dog network trying to inflict as much pain on people as possible. ARSEHOLE. His name, maybe fake too, was Dr Enzo from the Moore Park Beach Clinic (the women in that clinic, well, bad vibes). I've written about it on my Blog already. So, you know it will be pointless for me putting in a complaint to the authorities about this fake podiatrist, because they won't do anything about it. Same with Centrelink when I experience abuse or mistreatment from them or jobs providers – I complain they do nothing. So, it goes on my Blog. And also, there was a dentist in Mackay who wanted to do the same thing, I think to try and impress a man? I thought she said she already had a boyfriend… maybe she was trying to impress unknown person. Who knows. But one thing is clear to me, these women who do this are stupid. That dentist, I think she might've faked her way through dentistry school. Btw, I still have collapsed arch, 8 years later no thanks to that stupid podiatrist, I also have metatarsalgia, no thanks to that stupid podiatrist. {As confirmed by a physio in 2026. Not sure if he will put it on paper yet – he is definatly part of the female dog network, and does not know about Fascia.} 14. Beige car woman trying to control what I see GET A LIFE STUPID Okay, there seems to be some stupid woman who is trying to control what I see; so, when I go to MPB, (2020) for the past 5 times there’s been someone in a beigey car at the turn off, always different times (I doubt that they will be there next time since I’m writing this) 5 times, not a coincidence. Then after I leave MPB, I go around the other side to get some water, and there is always some car drives past and beeps at me (different car always – {maybe it’s a jobs provider – they give those staff cars, and they abuse them, but I actually saw the beeping car at woollies one time, and it was definatly a car with a jobs provider logo on the door}) there was also a family there showering, and I’m pretty sure the mother was someone from triple j/tv, I’ve seen her a few times, actress, (not that I am any good at recognizing people, quite hopeless infact unless they have the same haircut and have not put on any weight.) Perhaps it was her yelling out and harassing me from the house near the dam when I went for a bike the day before? Who knows, maybe I should’ve told her to fuck off, but she seemed to be just there swimming with her family. Normal people yelling out at me?? Attracting car beepers?? What the. Constant harassment at Gin Gin / Bundaberg for being single. Ha! You stupid dogs, I am always going to be single. This seems to be an issue for you? You don’t seem to be able to handle the fact that I am single. Like you have a weakness. Better get used to it, ain’t gonna change. And stop inflicting YOUR dysfunction on me, your pathetic, I am sick of seeing your weakness. Next time I’ll get a photo. Also, btw, 3 people pulled up at my neighbours Helen Elders, the whole time I was gone, (CCTV) they left when I arrived back, again not a coincidence. I mean not that I care what my neighbours are doing, I really don’t have a nosy, meddling nature at all, but those people seem to be obsessed with me, it’s like the sole point of what they’re doing there; they just stare at me from my neighbours. I’m just wondering why are my neighbours wanting to entertain people who were obsessed with me -it doesn’t make any sense. Worse than that: I feel like my neighbours, Bob and Helen Elder are hosting perverts dogs, for the sole point of trying to see me from their yard – IT IS VERY WEIRD. But then when I do, and or even go down to the fence to see what the hell they are doing STARING at me, they take off at 100 miles an hour -they don’t want to be seen by me up close, or actually talk to me, it’s very odd – they just want to stare at me and my house. This is a repeated thing too, multiple times this happens and it happened at Sarina units, and a little at next address too. What the hell is wrong with them, have they no respect for my privacy? STUPID people do this. I strongly feel it has something to do with all the thefts that have happened to me since I have been at Gin Gin too. I do not believe anything was stolen that day when I was gone. Hay! It’s none of your business what I am doing right now YOU STUPID DOG WITH NO BRAIN OF YOUR OWN. Later I saw my landlord drive a car that looks just like that beige one, apparently it is her in-laws car, that she borrows. I am not stating it was her, could have been a look a like – this happens a lot to try to “trick” me – some idiot does it, it’s like a formula now I see and predict. Btw, in 2025, guess what turned up at my neighbours house, same beige car. Plus I had items stolen. And I was not prepared to put up with this beige bitch car driver for another 2 yrs, so I went around to my neighbours and confronted them telling them her guest was stealing from me – it did not go down too well, she booted me off her property!! Lol some people can’t handle the truth. Little girl. I have 0 tolerance for thieves. No takesibacksies. 15. Persecution at Woolworths and Coles instore, trailing off to other areas of Tantrum Throwing by Arrogant Stalking Monkeys on my Back Due to someone in 2020 (a young naive male doctor) accusing me of it “all being in my head” - the fact that I am followed around and harassed, it got me thinking of all the times when I have been harassed over the course of my life; and well, there have been numerous occasions, and really, ‘follow and harass’ is kind of an understatement, and the word more appropriate is persecution. {Stupid Doctor} So here is another example. (There are heaps of examples, but before Home Delivery, I used to get harassed at the supermarket, every time – MONUMENTAL problem at the supermarket, my whole adult life. HUGE). So, I have always been a ‘Quality Fresh Food Woolworths’, fan, for ever, even when there have been cheaper options. (Much to the annoyance of certain powers that be – if you have read this blog, there is a short blonde dog, who is obsessed with me, and wanting to put me in “low class”, – she would really hate the fact, that I shop at Woolworths, I mean, it would drive her nuts, and I am REALLY surprised that Woollies still delivers to me! I mean maybe they can’t be manipulated by stupid blonde dogs, unlike basically everyone else in Australia! Anyway, when I used to physically go to Woollies, this was the time I moved back to Gunnedah from 1998; there was a speckly staff girl that would obsess about me, and there’s also someone in a black car that was there, whenever I was there, at 7am. No idea who that person was (at Gunnedah). - actually, I think those two were in cahoots, and they put items that were on my list, on yellow ticket special!! (a little birdy later told me they did that because I was so thin, they thought me to be starving, and so wanted to help!). But when this became apparent to other people who work there, that this is what they did, then, another girl used to put items through twice at check out, to try and rip me off, infact they would try to steal anyway they could, if they thought no one was watching. This was the same mousy girl that worked at the reject shop and used to steal from me -stole my reading glasses, dozens of reading glasses (and she would have stolen them for someone else, as she was young and did not wear glasses). She is a STUPID jealous thief – I really wish I had her photo, HONESTLY THE WORLD WOULD BE 50MILLION TIMES BETTER WITHOUT HER AND HER ACCOMPLICES IN IT. I still get overcharged/stolen from, by this bimbo today, I saw her at the local Sarina Mitre 10, I think? So, she would also stalk me online too? Prob works with Telstra? (No bodycam back them). Well, I guess that story was a kind of, a little bit off track, as it wasn’t really a ‘followed and harassed’ story, but there’s plenty of those stories on my blog, so I’ll just follow this chain of line…… When Coles opened its doors, I stopped faithfully going to Woollies, and started going to Coles (brand new store opened in Gunnedah, I wanted to give them a shot, as practically everyone shopped at Woollies in Gunnedah. So, I turned up on the first day! And was given a sample bag with Chocolates and Roses!! – they can’t go wrong with that can they! lol). I always shop at 7am when the store opens, as like, I have previously mentioned many times now, I get harassed where ever I go, including the supermarkets. So, 7 is best, usually no one there. Honestly if I go later, say around 10 or 11, OMG, it is so bad, little bloody stupid dogs following me around the store – total sleeping beauties! But the staff there, eventually, I found unbearable - their main game aim was to try to manipulate what I buy, it was a game for them, so if I put an item into my trolley that they didn’t like or think I should have, they threw a tantrum -kind of hard to explain, but making loud noises, banging and carrying on, was part of it, aswell as removing such items out of my trolley when I was not looking (they created distractions – such audacity, such arrogance). Also, whenever I went into the bathroom isle, one of the staff would go ahead of me and remove any of the items that were on my list, so I could never buy toothbrush/toothpaste at Coles (which set off a whole chain of torturous events at the dentist – all evil in life can be traced back to a bimbo girl). Their harassing behaviour was so bad, when I told Tamworth Woolworths what was going on at the Coles store, Woolworths arranged for home deliveries from their store at Tamworth, which by the way was 70km away - so three cheers for Woolworths. Back to Woollies!. Of course, now they both do online shopping, so I can shop in peace, thankgoodness. (There have been still issues with both, of food items disappearing out of my online cart, and items not being delivered or substituted – especially meat cuts, rotten fruits picked out for me, (can no longer buy stone fruit), refrigerated goods being left out over night before delivery, and still, bad meat/fish, bimbo problems if I choose click n collect as apposed to delivery – but all in all, still way better than shopping instore), and really, thank goodness for online shopping – it has been a godsend. I say in the title of this story ‘trailing off’, as this awful situation of someone else throwing a tantrum if I do something that they do not agree with, happens at other times too, like today for instance, 30th Jan 2024 (rental inspection tomorrow). Well, actually, I have noted it happens often whenever I have got something specific to do or to go to, and need to organize myself in advance for the event. I think they want to try to “help” me to be organized for it. And if I don’t get ready when they think I ought to get ready, again they throw tantrums in this strange “stranger” way, like again the loud banging, but also, multiple cars and trucks suddenly driving by my unit, occasionally beeping, loud neighbour voices (harassment voices, often reflections), also yelling, lately aerosol bug spraying over my partition wall, and cigarette smoke by my new neighbours, {I mentioned before sometimes back in Gunnedah or Tamworth I would have girls come up to me holding cigarettes, but not actually smoking them, they would just position themselves around me hold a stinky cigarette). Although I think that neighbour smokes still, even at the great expense that they are! (idiot). I can't believe how arrogant they are; that they would think I would need their help; go fuck yourselves you stupid fucking neighbours and stupid fucking trucks - fucking little idiots. Do you think we are married? Do you think you should have some say in my life? Well NOT and NOT you little stupid little dogs. I have name for those antagonistic wanna-be control freak, married to me’s; “Tantrum Throwing, Arrogant Idiot Stalking Bimbo Monkeys on my Back” FUCK OFF you cowards. Stop using me to power trip, go and USE yourself. 16. Bitches driving infront of me, OR WAITING FOR ME AT MY DESTINATION, as a way of stalking, harassing and stealing from me – DOGS This one is going to sound odd, and a lot of you will ask how can they be following you, if they’re in front of you? Yes, people do ask me that, if they have not got the general gist of my life after reading my blog to this point. It’s true. They know my routine they know where I’m going, so that’s how they can drive in front of me, they may have other reasons as well, but you’ll have to ask them about that. This has been a problem for at least 15 years, this is what they do when I drive anywhere, mostly and especially in the beginning it was no big deal, and not a nuisance, who cares if there’s someone following you or is in front of you, however sometimes, there are just instances where they totally piss me off, due to the nuisance nature, and this particular day at the Hay was one of those times; Could the thieving condescending bitch who was at the Hay at MPB, fuck off -you stupid fucking dog, get a fucking life, and stop fucking harassing me and stalking me. (BTW it was a white SUV and the person was wearing fluorescence, (I did seam to have a spate of multiple white SUV’s following me around MPB then and the next time I went there?) You know maybe it’s jobs provider related? Carol Watson was my jobs provider at the time, but maybe it’s landlord related? Cate Rogers was my landlord at the time - who knows. All I know is it has been a problem for a long time, before those two women were around. Persecution (I want compensation - $500,000) 25. Bonds Bullies, toilet stalkers again So, at the moment there’s stupid female dogs with babies hanging around my units, and they’re kind of like yelling out and making baby noises, - harassing me. It’s not usually like that here, there’s no one with babies or kids (woohoo). – really so much better living in a vicinity without kids. But, I know what the dogs are doing, they are doing scenes, something to remind me of different things that I have experienced. They do it as they think they’re helping, when actually, there just stupid bitches playing the cat and mouse game, it’s annoying, its evil, they have been doing it for years, and they should be shot. As soon as I realized what they wanted me to write down, they left. SEE (I know it sounds crazy, but they really harass me). So, this time, they wanted to remind me (in the hopes I write about it) about the bullies at Bonds, when I worked there. And indeed, there were female bully bitches there – I was definitely bullied by the females there; in the first few weeks I started there, some woman accused me of stealing her lunch! AS IF. There was also a female bully toilet incident. Toilet attacked. {So strange how some women will follow another girl into the loo in order to bully her, thinking that nobody else will be able to see them behaving badly - such cowards.} -that was the pattern makers, 2 of them. My now nickname for them are 2 stupid little dogs. It never ceases to amaze me how stupid and non-thinking women can be. The main problem with them (and basically all women actually), in any situation with women, what they do is jump to conclusions and assume that I’m angry or pissed off just because I don’t sit down and chitchat with them, and sometimes, it’s because I am not the best looker and don’t wear makeup, I am different from them, particularly the ones who were in the fashion industry, (mainly though, the issue is the fact that I am single, you can’t work there unless your married or have a boyfriend, it is socially UNACCEPTABLE to be single, according to those bitches). The thought that I don’t really care about them, does not even enter into their heads. And so, then they start a whole war campaign against me, it’s one of their favourite things to do, ‘play sides’ dogs who play sides, and try and get as many people in the community to be as mean and bitchy as possible. (I still experience this today at new location from Cassandra Hayes, (stray dog – do not know her) who tries to get people to gang up on me on Facebook and re my neighbours, they cut my tree down – such community STUPITY). But, I STILL HAVE those Bond dogs go and get the bully dogs, and they do horrible things, like steal from me (again, they think they are helping). They are also jealous of me, especially when I lived at Rangari, infact it would be those girls specifically who would have stolen my 12 white Maxwell 500ml mugs, and been in involved in the brain washing to get me cast out I bet. The girl I replaced at Bonds was Katie Carter, and Katie Carter was Steve Carters sister, who lives at Rangari and purchased the farm where I was living. See now, small world. This is an ongoing thing that women do, time and time again, there’s just no stopping them as they are so unhealthy, and will only respond to NAZI tactics, and as I am not a NAZI, they still continue to harass, torment and steal. They don’t seem to be able to evolve into common sense at all, still little girls. I can’t remember all their names, but 2 in particular were problematic, and especially stupid, one was Franka, an Italian girl, they used to talk about her on the news she was so mean. The other, Kelly, her dad used to work for Tip Top bread, she would bring piklets in. They used to hang out together, and they would come down to the marker room and torment me. Oh, there was so a 3rd one, a mignon, the supervisa’s spy mignon, who was a bully, and completely stupid. But she left to get married, thankgoodness. She was another woman who realized she made a mistake (mistake being a total non-thinking nazi bitch – a very common female personality trait in my experience), and tried to make it up to me; she asked me if I would like a big cork pin board; it had a faulty patch, so they were going to toss it. Even though it needed to be replaced, I do believe it was attempt to make up for bad behaviour. This is something that happens from time to time, some women realise later they have acted like a bully. (Most don’t realize – they are still to stupid to know what they have said in their banter half the time.) I don’t know why it’s so easy for them to make this mistake in the first place. From my view point its sheer stupidity: many nonthinking women in Australia and what’s worse is most of them are clueless about how stupid they are. You know I was told that I was the only one in that whole Sample room that actually worked, whenever that person saw anyone else, they were just standing around chitchatting - which I can tell you was pretty much the situation 90% of the time. So, whenever I hear someone say “if you work hard, you will get rewarded”, I always cringe a little, because I know that that is absolutely not true. Especially I hear that in successful peoples biographies, I wonder if they are just trying to win people over to their “wealth”. ‘I worked hard for it.’ Infact when I remember back to my mother telling me the value of working hard and “starting at the bottom and working your way up”, when I was 17; what a load of crap! You know so many people in many workplaces, once they establish you as a ”low paid worker” – that’s it, you get no respect from them ever, only disrespect from them, no matter what happens, this is true not just of other low paid people, but also of stupid management. I always think now what a waste, those first 10 years of my life were; working so hard, sometimes up to 60 hours a week, practically for minimum wage and all for somebody else, who you barely knew, and who doesn’t give a flying fuck about you, and certainly won’t be ‘looking out” for you in anyway in the future. Sometimes it just doesn’t work out, no matter how hard you work. Also, I want to add, after someone has been a bitch in the workplace, with some snide comment, often passive aggressive, indicating complete lack of respect for me. Then the next day or the next week, whenever, they just expect me to put on the Barbie bimbo smile and play nice. This used to really irritate me, even though I know that is a part of life and the work place, having to work alongside people you don’t like. But that girl had proved herself to be a complete stupid bitch, and she is not someone who I would want in my life, ever, no matter what she did from that point on. What is done is done and cannot be changed. Having said that, I always conducted myself in a professional manner at work, unlike those stupid bitches. You would not hear me making snide bitchy comments at coworkers. Your worst fear Franca and Kelly “I AM better than you” – it’s really true, and you will have to deal with it, like grownups. They also discriminated against a Chinese woman who was new there in the sample room, my friend from Fashion school. All 3 pattern makers did that. No wonder Bonds shut down. Btw, it wasn’t because I ‘stank’; I often hear rumours about those 3, telling people it was because I stank; this is not true, this is something bullies say to try and justify their bad bully behaviour, to play sides. {Even after I was sent down to the warehouse on a weekly basis, with all the western suburbs local boys in their stinky sweaty bonds singlets, and who had porn stuck up on their office wall. Still clean enough}. So, that sort of behaviour from stupid bitchy women, just repeats, in any situation, where there are a lot of females, and no males. You should see what happens when I go to a shopping mall – so STUPID, and again, the dogs set up those situations, as a part of their playing sides. How did women get the vote? STUPID. And, when I moved across to a different department – again, more retarded bullies, this time both male and female, plus they were old, people who should know better, but DON’T – still children on a playground. Talk about backwards. Infact that whole company is run by bullies, and it was like a game; a desirable thing to do, who can be the ‘biggest bully’ on the playground, with their secret desire of finding a victim, someone to pick on, the most imperative thing for them -the most important thing for them, more important than the work. There mentality was so fucked up. The backgrounds of most of those western suburbs old people- their family backgrounds, must’ve have been just filled with abuse and dysfunction. There were 2 people in particular, quite old, in the marker making room, who would both be dead by now (30yrs ago), so hoorray, hoorray - the world is just a little bit better because they’re both DEAD. I will not name and shame them, because then the DOGS, will go and get their arshole families, who will harass / follow and or steal from me. This seems to be the pattern that happens now. Fuck them, fuck their families, I curse you. (I broke out into song when I wrote that last part hooray hooray the witches dead!). You have to be nice to the girl – or bad things will happen to you – fact of nature. HA HA (one of them got cancer so I was told). Btw, as I think back on these Bonds incidents, the new department floor manager looked exactly the same as the real estate guy at Pendle Hill – I am not sure about this, but I am thinking they were playing games, alike how the dogs follow me around with phones? It just would not surprise me if he was giving me problems, as looking back it seems like ALL my landlords have. What an idiot – and hey, fuck off. Maybe I should have got his wife’s name, looked her up in the phone book; “excuse me, your husband is following me around like a dog – could you please come and get him and put him on his leash”. {Actually, over the years, there have been multiple wives I could have called and stated as such}. Such revolting humans I encounted in Sydney, and I bet there is a whole heap worse they did, that I did not even know about out there at Pendle Hill / Wentworthville. Passive aggressive. And Sydney is quite good compared to other areas in Australia – you can’t believe some of the hillbillys in the outback. By the way if you read my whole blog, in particular my story about aus-study, and not being allowed it, then you can possibly see why two years prior to working at bonds, of ‘not eating’, is simply not going to work out at all; you need all your strength and wits about you to work in such a company. I might add, those two girls, those two bullies, were actually big; tall and big (not fat). Whereas I was VERY petite. Basic bullying 101. Fuck off those 2. Little birdie told me that Franka’s husband suggested to me that Franca is the type of person that you literally have to tell to fuck off, otherwise she'll just keep hanging around -such stupidity; put your wife on a leash. I've seen her at least three times stalking me over the years, she stalked me in Sydney as well, I saw her at McDonald's - she's 3rd born nuts. Another stalking bimbo; piss off you stupid Cunt. Also, I want to mention here, I’ve had some difficulties purchasing supplies for this craft over the years, things like getting my scissors sharpened, getting my machine serviced, getting the correct needle size. I’m often sabotaged, and I’m pretty sure I have mentioned it before on my blog, in regards to hopeless retailer girls seeing me in fear that they will be found out when it comes to their dodgy retailing practices. Anyway, I’m not sure but I suspect those girls at Bonds might have something to do with the sabotage? The above image is my design “Hakea petiolaris cluster on beige cloud” – on Natural Linen, it is no longer available since my portfolio and whole studio was deleted by spnfl staff. 26. Screaming gecko, loud lizard, high-pitched tapping sounds from gecko in QLD, tuck tick tick This little house Critter (Gin Gin and Builyan QLD) has a vocal sound varying from a quiet tapping/knocking noise, to a fairly high pitch very loud tapping noise, almost scream like. There are a few in my house and they seem to talk to one another via this tapping / knocking method. Tick Tick Tick, short consecutive sounds. I did a video of it. The first sound you hear in the video is kind of loud but they get much louder. I haven’t seen any other YouTube sound videos, showing exactly how loud these little geckos get, it’s enough to wake me at night often. This little gecko has very soft almost albino like pink skin, clearly an indoor gecko only, not hard skins like all the other geckos that I’ve seen in New South Wales, which, by the way, never made any sounds ever! Since I moved to QLD, I have had to get used to them, plus, I feel, people do not believe me when I tell them I am being woken in the middle of the night by a scream. It was really quite hard catching these on camera, they are elusive, and I have not yet managed to catch the lizard when it’s making the very loud sounds in the act. Sometimes instead of a multiple Tick Tick Tick, they just make 1 Tick sound, which sounds like a scream! I captured this sound just from turning my recorder on at night, sooner or later they make their sounds. I wonder if they kind of bark the sounds out… I looked it up, and it is called the Asian house gecko – an introduced gecko into the warmer parts of QLD. Although I moved further north, towards Mackay, and there are no Asian house geckos. The local gecko here does not make any sounds, is outdoors, and actually wags its tail when it sees me!! It’s like after he sees I am not a threat, he finds a good spot to stop running, and then wags his tail, to say I am here, – I am trying to get that on camera, but near impossible. 27. My Daewoo Car looks like a mouse One evening driving home in peak bumper to bumper traffic along Parramatta Rd, after work, this Chinese guy suddenly leapt into my lane infront of me, and then stopped suddenly, so I basically had no choice but to crash into him. It wasn’t a big crash; we were able to just get into our cars and pull around to the corner out of the way to sort out insurance details. I am writing about it because that Chinese guy did it DELIBERATELY so he could talk to me. No ifs or buts about it, some arrogant, cocky dick. Thankgoodness, I got to leave the city and live in the country. BTW, little birdy told me, the reason I had police, radio powertrippers, and other such ‘Cat’ types stalking / following me around in my 20’s and 30’s (At one point it actually became so notable, even to the police, that I was being followed by them, that they had to cut back), but it was because I had a charcoal Daewoo, and it was kind of shaped like a mouse, and dark like a mouse. I truly am living on a planet filled with pea-brains. Oh, and one another time I was on Parramatta Road driving to work, in bumper-to-bumper traffic, a car crashed into my bumper bar, and it wasn’t a big smash or anything, he just hit it, and dented it, and he said that he didn’t have time on his way to work to stop and sort out insurance details, and he wanted to come round to my house after work and sort it out, so I naïvely agreed, but, he did come round, he and his dad, and, get this, they wanted me to say, literally to the insurance company, that I had been driving backwards and crashed into the front of their car!! (So, then I would have to pay hundreds of dollars in insurance) those men must have a screw loose. Can you believe that? I may have been a young naïve 20-year-old, but I wasn’t stupid. I had to laugh at him, and said no, as I saw he was serious. They left pretty much straight away, but I mean how stupid are the women in his life, that he thought he could ask me that? I really feel that there must be an element of women out there who should just go back to school or something, really and truly. (Oh, it seems I need to point out, I wasn’t driving erratically fast and then suddenly stopping, so the person behind me would have no choice but to crash. It was just this guy, was a young 19-year-old Italian hoon, and he wasn’t paying attention - so he crashed into me. I have to say here, at least I had a car, don’t get me started on the problems I had with female dogs on public transport for the previous 4 years. Public transport, just say no. (I do however feel a young person is not capable of driving and navigating traffic, 18 is too young to be driving in Sydney, you need a little more patience and experience with people.) I purchased this car brand-new after two years of working at Bonds when I left at age 23, and had to work on the other side of Sydney, it was a bit risky because really you shouldn’t take on a loan unless you’ve got a secure job, and I had just quit mine and started a new one, but because I had dad as guarantor they gave it to me, plus they make a whole heap of money from the sale, (the new job I got, didn’t work out, and it started a series of multiple jobs trying to pay all my bills….never again, it’s a trap.) So, the interest rate was so exorbitant, that it was a win lose situation for me no matter how you look at it; with the finance company (Nissan) and car dealer winning, and me losing. I ended up paying twice the value of the car, in extra fees and rates, not to mention a under 25yr old insurance costs ($1500 ctp insurance per year – they are thieves too). No choice. This car was essential to living, not only to get from A to B where public transport did not go, but for my mental health well-being – life is way more bearable WITHOUT DOGS harassing me. I had to have a car. I figured I should buy a new one, so I won’t have any car problems, since I didn’t know anything about cars. (I did later enrol in an evening car mechanics course at the local community college – but I think that was to no avail…) I have a whole heap of car stories to tell you but I don’t really want to get into all of that. I did try later getting a loan from CBA to pay for it, as their interest rates were considerably less, but plain rudely said NO (Although the nature of the loan (the sneaky nature, Nissan Finance, get you to pay all the interest in the first 12 mnths of the loan, so if you ever can pay it back in full, you still have probably paid all the interest, as if you had it for the full 5 year duration – do you see what sneaky thieves they are? All legal.) But actually, I’m glad I bought it, I needed it, it was a good car, surprisingly roomy in the boot. I liked it, the dark colour, and especially the Flame decal down both sides. And it was built with a good sturdy Ford Motor, lasted well, and would’ve continued to last a lot longer if I didn’t hit a big roo just after dad died. It was a bit too ‘low’ for farm life anyway, and I replaced it (after waiting stuck on the farm for 3months until dads house sold, (bloody lucky it sold) I ended up getting a ‘raised’ Ute which was much better not only to cope with driving down the paddock checking trees, but could cope with Gunnedah council bad rocky dirt roads. I did not get a photo of my car, (not sure how I managed before without camera), unfortunatly, showing my decals, so I improvised see below; 1995 Daewoo 1.5i Auto (someone said the reason I had so many people following me was because they were all chasing flames! Not only the boys, but this car ‘worked up’ the girls too; when they saw me – it supposedly prompted them to purchase a car for themselves and want to go for a spin!! Infact some would say this car and me, as the buyer, was a deliberate marketing ploy by the car companies for such purposes, and as I personally believed at the time when it came out that this car was targeted for me – this is quite possible true. Thankyou Emily) 28. Flickr admin account thieves - Don MacAskill, Chris MacAskill Another banned Flickr accounts An email I received from Flickr admin, re another ‘banned’ account! So, this is what my saboteurs do, {I call them saboteurs, but really, they’re just stupid dogs who are out to get me (because they can’t get me), I’m innocent}. So, they create issues, and complain about me to Admin, and the admin, without giving too much thought, will just ban me, so they don’t have any problems. This is what is wrong with the Internet atm, it is run by stupid nonthinking twits, who don’t want any problems, and who are scared to find the truth, and are intimidated by stupid dogs threatening legal action (when they have no grounds for legal action anyway). Fear. So, after I was ban, I created a new email address and a new name, and created a new Flickr account, actually Flickr don’t ban people, they just delete their accounts, without any communication, Nazis - Nazi behaviour. But I have been storing all my photos from my “stolen items” and “my blog”, on the new account, mainly just to keep it there for safe storage, as I’ve mentioned many of my photos are stolen and by the way, including this one at the top, but I do have six other different storage areas, so I can usually always get back any image that has been stolen, and there’s been heaps over the past two years. You can see why the one above was stolen; I name names, I don’t hold back, if you’re going to mess with me, then I’m going to let everybody know about it. I don’t care who you are, or how old you are. If you harass me or steal from me in anyway, I’ll be naming and shaming you. Someone has to do it. {This is the main reason why my accounts have been deleted and why I have been banned from social media. I call people up on their bad behaviour, I call bullies up on their bad behaviour, and they don’t like it one single little bit!! With authorities, even having the audacity to tell me; well, they’re young, and they make mistakes! Well, I tell you, they certainly should be punished for “making mistakes” -making the mistake of harassing someone and stealing from someone, is by no means a “mistake”, these are deliberate actions by spoiled little shit heads who have had no discipline from the hopeless parents, and if they aren’t reprimanded then, they continue on their power tripping bully ways, just getting worse, and worse as they get older and older.} So, I always put my photo stories in the public domain, (it’s the only way to do something about social bullying), and they can be downloaded if wanted. Although, one day I did a google search for Lagunaria patersonii, but my 5 images I have had listed on flicker in the Public Domain for some years now – was NOT showing. So you can consider all Google image search results INACCURATE, and if you look in the other section, you will find heaps of free images. I’ve been doing that for the past couple of years. But last week I ran out - you only get 1000 photos. So, I created another account in a different name with also a different email address, to divide them up; “stolen items” in one account, and “my blog” photos in another, however every single account that I created with my new fake name and fake email address was deleted; so, Flickr is another one who have me tracked, and delete my accounts. (Perverts). So, I wonder why my existing one that I’ve been using for the past couple of years, hasn’t been deleted; when I look at the photos, they really haven’t had many views, but I noticed when I created the new accounts, in the first 24 hours before they were deleted, I had many views. So, I’m not really sure what’s going on there, maybe Flickr have decided I can keep an account providing no one else can see it? Maybe their IT people have arranged this somehow - without telling me? Or, maybe they just think one account is ample and the “view” thing was a coincidence? 29. Now Misconception - the ‘thieving bimbo’ is from a typical family and appears normal Most people can’t understand about my expression for the thieves “hope they get cancer and die”. They think, well, someone stole your goggles, so what, big deal, they don’t cost that much, it’s not like they stole your life savings! - Those people don’t understand that, I’m having small items stolen (at least at one point, every week. So, every week, something would go missing, and it was often something that I was in the middle of using/working on, (a project). I mean can you imagine if you’re at work, and you’re working on a project, you come in one day to take up where you left off the day before, and the bit that you have done the previous day, was gone! I mean, just that one incident would drive you a bit nuts, wouldn’t it? Now imagine if that happened to you on a weekly basis, over a 15yr period (perhaps even longer)? Can you possibly even imagine that? what that’s like? the torment? Imagine if you’re an expensive lawyer working on a case, and that happened to you, and there is nothing you can do about it, all security implementations fail. Not only that, no one believes you?? Plus accuse you of being crazy! So there’s that – the stealing, but then there is also the verbal harassment, mainly out in public – but these revolting creatures are NOT shy of travelling out to the farm in stealth mode. So, getting cancer and dying is the least of what I want to happen to those particular people involved in stealing AND HARASMENT. And there have been a lot. Many business’s are involved too. And I am a little annoyed at seeing people saving the ‘thieving bimbo’, with no consequences at all. So called ‘do gooders’ with “I’ll Save You” complex, who are clueless; think they are helping, BUT THEY ARE NOT. I remember sitting in the front of my computer at Rangari and writing about something that was stolen, you know, being extremely pissed off about it, ranting and raving on a photo story for a Gumtree listing! (That’s all there was back then, and I was ban from Gumtree too). It occurred to me then that ALL other people, doesn't matter if they're blonde or brunette, they're just slack people. Slack because they steal from me. {Slack as they have been raised with free reign}. And, I think I wrote in that story, whatever I was writing about (I couldn't find it) it occurred to me that that's why God must have invented redheads, people are sick and tired of all blondes and brunettes, so he threw some red heads into the mix!! Then I thought about my cats that I look after; one of my cats who was the second born {there was a mix up, because I wanted to keep the first born kitten, as there was a notable difference between the first born and the other kittens in those first few weeks, but unfortunately the first born was taken by my neighbours by mistake. {I can't believe there was a mix up, what the!} - it must've been because I had all my cats neutered, so that would have included the first born, my neighbours would not have neutered him, so his genes would been passed on – a deliberate act of good gene survival on part of nature!! – which is a very good thing, that cat, honestly, I swear the word ‘elite’ comes to mind. You know humans if they practice really hard at something, they can get really good at it, but this cat was just born perfect. A born elite. Amazing athletic abilities, amazing hunting skills, amazing awareness and personality. So, you can give me a pussycat any day over a brunette or a blonde, or even a redhead! This photo is a free image from pn, (if this is your image, and you have changed your mind about copyright to try and makes some money from idiots who work at the bank – TOO FUCKING BAD), so, there are no known associations with theft and this family, it is just an example to show you how that person, if a thief, would not ever be held accountable due to her family and hair colour – she is pretty, AND the fact that she appears just like a normal person. I can assure you the thieving is REAL, and it is done by normal people from families – many young girls, who look just like that. I just watched a movie about 2 poor young blonde girls who were “supposedly” victimised and one of them killed herself. (Daisy and Audrey) - I feel like Netflix are doing choose your own adventure with extreme amounts of BULLSHIT in any direction. Young girls these days are REVOLTING creatures. They are truly evil. They are the biggest bullies of them all – their stupidity turns them into a childlike tyrant. This movie has got to be made by some deluded blonde woman, trying to “save” all the “poor young innocent woman” who have blonde hair. I can just imagine it: women like the ones on the ABC, who have been tricked into believing this complete and utter bullshit about these little thieving bullies. you know, it has been a while since those women have been in the playground – I can assure things are way different today than how they were 40 years ago. Blondes are thieves plain and simple – not to mention liars and LITTLE GIRLS. Gladstone cop – GO FUCK YOURSLEF and perfect example - $1500 stolen from me -stalking BITCH. - they keep giving me more fuel. I can't stress enough how important parenting is - it seems to me the majority of Australian parents are absolutely clueless about what to do. It's extraordinary how this whole area has gone completely ignored by society. And yet it's the root of ALL problems. All criminal behaviour is a result of families living in dysfunction. I strongly feel they needs to be compulsory parenting class for all pregnant women. This needs to be a normal part of pregnancy. WE need to put a stop to the bumbling. Parenthood is WAY more than bumbling. Now, there's a whole host of things I can talk about here, but I will just mention one little thing: what you encourage your child to do in its childhood, it will recreate this as adult in some form. So, if you give your child a whole heap of play cars, it'll probably grow up to be some sort of revhead mechanic. If you encourage your child to get out in nature and garden, they most definitely will garden as an adult - maybe not be a full-time career, but gardening and nature will be a part of the adults life. SAME with relationships, the relationship you have with your child is often what is looked for in a partner, a subconscious thing, so make sure you have a healthy, communicative, loving, respectful, and HONEST relationship with your child. (So, I and people like me, do not have to suffer your bad parenting consequences. The irony of this situation.) 30. Toot Toot crazy movie industry I thoroughly enjoyed this old 1970s movie of Jane Eyre on my Prime Video app. Set in the 1840s, which by the way was 50 years before the first motor car was ever sold in Britain, so there were a few horse and carriage scenes in this movie. But, I kid you not, halfway through, when they were walking down the garden, there in the background, a car horn beeping! Toot toot. Is there no escaping them. Hopeless sound editors. (And this is why at one point, I thought it was the app doing the beeping, beep over, because it didn't fit in with the movie, it wouldn't surprise me if it's app people, app people are computer nerds, they have no common sense, they don't care if the scene is ruined, sound wise, and they like to be annoying, antagonistic, and a nuisance – just like a stupid 3rd born does to its older siblings – well, ones from dysfunctional families, that is.) After I wrote this, I was watching a movie, and it had the usual street scenes in the usual annoying beeping street noises that they do, and suddenly they cut to a street without the usual edited sounds, as in, and it was like a live street with real noises – and it sounded completely different from the movie interpretation of a street scene. Someone was trying to make a point!! I saw what they did! The difference is remarkable, notable and certainly obvious for anyone with any sense of sound, so wakey wakey all sound editors! We are sick of clichés. Aside from the good, there are a lot of disrespectful nasty types of people who work in the television industry. Someone told me they were using me to test ‘psychological damage’ – to see how bullying is stored in the body – like pharmacy people who use homeless people to test on. So deliberate bullying to see reaction. (Not the best test subject btw – I am not like most of the other girls, in case you hadn’t noticed – BIMBOS!) Then there are some who pretend to be people I know, as in people from my life, like they are playing a role of someone I know. I’ve mentioned that weird phenomenon before on my Blog, as Telstra do it frequently too when I call people – they pretend to be people I know. So weird. So, Telstra and TV industry do it – although Telstra are heavily involved with TV industry, they sponsor shows. So, weird, but also disgusting. Totally dishonest, pretty much evil, not to mention PERVERT for knowing the people in my life. They have been doing it for years. They have no idea how inappropriate it is. I’ve mentioned it before, but it hasn’t stopped. Can’t do anything about it. No proof of harassment there – all metaphysical stuff. Not that there is any law against harassment. Also, they have copycats – Centrelink jobs providers are copying the stalking and beeping. Australians – they are so stupidly inappropriate. I am adamant this is inappropriate behaviour is because of bimbo mothers having more than 2 kids. Stick to small families! 17. Car Herding and Number Plating I want to mention something about the ‘car herding’ that goes on in Sydney (and Gladstone){by dogs ofcourse} to cause crashes, mainly causing a controlled hit to the rear end. Commonly done in traffic jams where there is bumper to bumper cars. Street Mafias. They also do it at lights where there’s cameras to try and get people to speed over the orange light. Thus, getting a ticket. They work like a pack of dogs to do it. Light people could be involved – everyone wants to play God. I should put that story, when I lived in Sydney I had 3 jobs at one point, in the evenings I would temp babysitting. This one family, about 30minutes away from my unit, was fairly typical, 2 young boys (actually I have mentioned this story elsewhere before, but could not find it, so here it is again, one of the boys was misbehaving, and the other, older boy was trying to get his younger brother to “cooperate” with me, so as not to be difficult, he was kind of trying to be the hero, as boys sometimes do. It was fine by me! At the end of the night, I took my $70 and headed off home. So, on the way home, on the freeway, there was a large truck blocking me from seeing the lights at an intersection; so, as we were sitting there at a stopped red light, when they changed, so I thought, we both started going, there was only the 2 of us at the intersection. However, the light changed back to red before I had crossed the line, so the truck would have been sitting there even after the lights changed to green, in order to trick me, as I could not see. I felt that truck driver did it deliberate so I would get a $70 fine, which I did, making the night a total waste. I believe it was related to that little boy who wanted to play the hero. And some stupid psych jealous truck driver. I do not know anyone who drives trucks, plus I was single at the time, as always. Fuck off you stupid moron. You belong in jail. Someone later told me that person was Prince, who later changed his name to Sign. I personally do not, did not know Prince, I did go to his concert when I was 18 though, we did not meet, I do not believe he would have seen me in the audience, I was in the very back row at the entertainment centre. Why he would be following me around Sydney in a truck is beyond comprehension, and I am glad he is dead. When the dogs told me it was him, I did not believe them, as I thought Prince’s legs would not be long enough to reach the peddles of the truck! When I briefly moved to Melbourne OMG, the number plating! So, lude! I’m just merrily driving along the Melbourne city streets, inadvertently glancing at each car in front of me, beside me, and one’s going opposite me, and vaguely catching the number plate. When all of a sudden, the numberplates change from the typical alpha numerical code, into words, personalised number plates, a whole spate of them in a stretch, and whole conversation start appearing before me! It is extraordinary what these dogs get up to out on the roads! Some of the conversations are in its self, enough to drive you nuts, and thank goodness I don’t live in Melbourne any more. And I describe what they do in one little paragraph here, but, this does not really reiterate as to just a big ‘thing’ this numberplating scene is. It’s a huge car driving dog thing with many rev heads involved. All wanting to come up with short lude ‘chats’. 18. Beeping Bimbo in New Car Phenomenon This has been a real problem in the past, where women are coming up to my gate, and beeping, then driving off straight away. And, always in new cars. Plus, not only coming up to my gate, but if I was down the street, they drive up to me, beep, then turn around and drive off. And they now, also do it in the movies. Lately they have been using a red Mo-ped. I can only guess why they do this, because who knows really why some little unknown nuisance person would do such a thing. My latest theory is; it’s when I go shopping, and I have been overcharged at the checkout. {And not overcharged with the price tag stating one price, and they charging me more, but they change the price tag, and over charge in a legal way.} So then after that happens, a little bimbo beeps her new car – stating, by doing so, “we (or they) just stole from you so we could buy a new car”. And it is 2 in 1, as also they get to product place new cars – or should I say brain wash people into buying expensive new cars. Those marketing people have NO MORALS and are scum little girls. So yesterday I went shopping at the supermarket, online, and when I sat down afterwards to watch a movie, here is another beeping blonde bimbo. Like clockwork now. So, by writing about what happens, basically I’m saying, in case you can’t realise it; fuck off! I don’t need any beeping bimbos to tell me that people are stealing from me, I can see it plain as day, that I’m being overcharged. If you want to actually do something about it, like call up the people who overcharged me and say we can see that you’re stealing from this girl, -by all means go ahead. This will be a far greater option, rather than annoying the crap out of me with beeping bimbos. 19. Same Name Phenomenon Same Name Phenomenon This FREQUENTLY happens, as in heaps, like 2 or 3 times a week at one point: “Same Name Phenomenon”; like, an ebay seller contacts me by the name of Linda, and then the same day someone from the government contacts me with a name Linda, and then again, same day, I need to call Telstra and the call centre girl is named Linda. What the hell – am I speaking to the same call centre on all 3 occasions? Annoying little nuisance dogs. Another time: I phoned Coles, I spoke to some guy. Little later called QLD roads and traffic - the same exact voice. Newsflash: When I call someone I expect to speak to the person I called, not a person who does not even work for that company, or someone from who may have crossed my path in the past! And, on another unrelated matter: “To Kill a Mockingbird”. I always thought that movie was famous for its story, turns out the story has nothing to do with the price of eggs in China. It is about the title. The point of it, is, if you’re being harassed by people, or even birds for that matter, then by sitting down and watching a movie, suddenly they will stop! It is quite remarkable how this works. It happens so much in my life, I find it hard to know why this issue has not been frequently discussed, and on numerous occasions! So, someone’s just made up this movie to explain to other people in a kind of coded non-existent roundabout way, about what happens; it may happen to you, or may not, but it happens to some people. It happens all the time to me too, especially living in suburbia. I think it’s weird that a topic has to be “coded”. People find it hard to hear that the fact of the matter is a certain way: people get harassed frequently by other people….or birds. Same with that book Little Women, it's not really an adventure story about of four young girls, it's about how small-minded and pathetic women can be. Photo above shows 2 middle age people hiding in the bushes just up from my house one Saturday morning. I managed to get them on camera. I would frequently have people lurking outside my house at Kookaburra Park. Although usually it’s when I am asleep…… this day, it was 10am or so. My landlord reckons it is because of her – the body corporate there wants to sticky beak at her new veranda… they may have just been weeding; some of the folks there gave a toss about the exotic invaders, except they were behaving strangely and like hiding from me, plus the land where they were was not public land, it was unsold land. Well, who knows. I am updating this one 2026: In regards to the ”same call centre on all 3 occasions” above. I now have a theory as to why they do this – it is a deliberate call manipulation by Telstra. Read below my recent complaint with SPER – a government department. SPER is short for State Penalties Enforcement Registry. The police automatically give anyone’s details to them if you opt to pay a gov fee or fine by instalments – so, NOT a “late” issue or “refusal” of payment issue, but a payment plan issue. Dear sper@treasury.qld.gov.au I was given a police ticket last year, (same police who gave me a ticket at Gladstone prior, they were stalking me - however that complaint is not about that, it is with you today). I opted to pay the ticket in $60 instalments - it took 8 months to pay off. In the process of doing this I had to actually PHONE SPUR at one point because I wanted to change from credit card to bank transfer. (financial difficulties). The woman I spoke to was a condescending arrogant nazi. Now, it is not my fault, IF YOU HAVE DOGS OPERATING YOUR PHONES; as soon as the ticket was paid, I received another ticket from Mackay police - NOT a coincidence; you're stupid dog women at SPER, wanted me to test out their new payment system including bank transfer. Yes, that’s what your stupid dogs do. But I did not pay it with increments this time, - I paid the ticket in full, suspecting foul play by your stupid government female staff. Dog children. So, the past 12 months at least, perhaps even longer, I have had a police car on my path, every time I leave my house, (in my car – actually I have never left my house by foot, as I have a foot injury, so I can’t confirm for sure if it is purely stalking just by car). So that was until yesterday - when I went into town, suddenly there was NO police car. {What the!} Now when I get back, there is a letter waiting for me, from SPER saying my debt with SPER had been finalised. Even though I did not have a debt with SPER, as I had paid my ticket in full. So since when is following someone around, someone who's VOLUNTARY paying their ticket anyway, in this harassment form, anywhere near acceptable behaviour on behalf of Queensland police and SPER??? Are your staff stupid? Do you employ stupid people? What's wrong with you? it seems the women at SPER were using me, to latch on to (like a leech) like I was some sort of husband substitute for them. So, using me, not paying me, but stealing $1000 instead, stealing from someone who is on one of societies lowest income brackets. I just know, you would love to get my name and details (I know how little idiots operate), to further harass in such manner, harass me for having the kahunas to put in a complaint; well, I'm not going to give them to you - you are undeserved of even following me around; rack off, get a life, and do your job properly- as opposed to picking on single women who are paying their fake speeding tickets VOLUNTARY – it’s not like I refused to pay and you have to send thugs to get the money. And just to let you know you have impacted my business, I can no longer operate it properly with this kind of harassment. What did you think would happen? I can no longer sell my plants on FB market place, due to the police in Mackay. Stupid Queensland police, stupid Australian government. So, I am thinking this is why Telstra put me through to someone they deem suitable; as there are so many stupid dogs who operate phone call centres, that I would have even worse problems with stupid dogs stalking me – and STEALING from me if I spoke to regular people!! lol geeze, the ‘stalking and stealing’ is bad enough, maybe Telstra want to control who does the ‘stalking and stealing’, and want their people to do the ‘stalking and stealing’ rather than other gov departments! I wonder exactly for how long Telstra have been doing this call forwarding? I remember now back in Melbourne, so that was 2006; I purchased a Belkin product, it wasn't working, so I called the number on their product, and after about ¾ waiting, they put me through to someone, who I am 100% sure was my flatmate at the time - who of course had no idea how to work the product. My flatmate's name was Matt, it was when I was living in Preston, I can’t remember the street name, I would like to look it up – it was before internet and email / records… I had just booted Matt out because he was rude and disrespectful. Actually, not sure if Telstra put me through after or before I booted him – maybe that makes a difference?? -don’t like the person; we’ll put you through to them {?} facetious like behaviour. I can’t remember Matt’s surname either. And, another reason I am mentioning Matt, is because yesterday I was updating one of my Stories “Moving to a Big City”, as I was re-reading what I had wrote, I thought about my words “the targeted stealing starting after I got back from Melbourne”. (And I mean directly after I got back from Melbourne – the copper Kettle, my Wool fat, the Ani DiFranco CD’s}. Then I'm thinking, you know, just this week past in 2026, something was stolen out of my house, (a large black plant hook) and it could be someone that I knew in Melbourne?? So, I think back to all the people that crossed my path in Melbourne; I had a flatmate for a very brief few weeks, maybe less than a month (?); I don't believe he stole anything from me while I was there (?) and he did help me with the Chyro: suggesting I see a Chyro re my back, and I did, and it was instant relief from my sciatica. But, there were problems, he was ultimately a young single male, and I was not interested. I thought he must've been a 3rd born for sure. I remember he brought this little blonde girl over one day, his friend? But straight away, I think I recognized her as one of the dogs at Petersham who verbally harassed me? And now that I think about it; I'm pretty sure that's the stupid bimbo who was doing gobblygook wannabe mirror reflections over at Armstrong Beach, and tried to break into my car to steal something out of it. Maybe Matt has decided to spend the rest of his whole life just following me about? I think I saw him at the Melbourne airport too?? I was confused as to who it was maybe it was Heath Barwick I thought later?? And Cathy Goldman?? What a loser if this is the case? Maybe he harboured a secret grudge about being booted out, and has decided to just stalk me for the rest of his life, waiting for me to find him out and tell him to rack off – like a child, waiting for its mother to chastise him?? But he didn't seem too phased by being booted out, in fact he was acting like he was kind of expecting it. You know he was just like Heath Barwick; not only in looks, the same short and skinny, but in personality; nuisance 3rd born people. How do I end up with these badly raised trash following me around? Maybe he thought, 'well I helped her with my good advice about the chiropractor, so now she's in debt to me' ?? See - only a nutcase would think that. I certainly owe him nothing for his help, a throwaway line suggesting I see a chiropractor - it was only good luck for him that I found a good Chyro who actually did help; there's many professionals that actually do muck all to help. (that’s 2 good Chyros in Melbourne now…) I should think that he is a case for the police: only a total nutcase would follow someone around in this manner. So, but these thoughts about someone who I really have not thought about much at all since I left Melbourne is weird, I mean could someone who really was so insignificant in my whole big picture life, be really still stalking, stealing and using stupid pretty blonde women to harass me?? If you read my blog you would be aware that I'm fairly certain all the people that annoy the crap out of me and stalk me are female? So, I think back to anyone else from Melbourne: well, they were all the girls in class, and ALL OF those girls were/are, total thieves, All of them. But it’s not like I told any of them my address of where I live in Gunnedah, most of them probably didn't even know I was from Gunnedah, except for that one girl who said she also was from Gunnedah, but I thought she was a big faker? I mean it could be her? I have no idea what her name is I can barely remember her in fact, so she did look a little bit like this girl Nicole that I knew from Gunnedah, same family features, but definitely not her. Mmm, maybe she was the one in the Chemist…. And that's pretty much it, I didn't really talk to anyone else down there, any more than polite chit chat. (And the cat kidnapper – but he was really tall, and big, not someone who can sneak in and steal in 2 seconds flat). There were the teachers at RMIT, I'm pretty sure none of those teachers would be all the way up here, stalking me, at my neighbour’s house? Lol. It's got to be only someone who would be bored and unemployed. And someone stupid as well. So, it definitely wouldn't be one of the teachers, although recently discovering one of the teachers at a different uni was infact one of my fashion students, I may be wrong about that. Ultimately what is wrong people? this country Australia is really full of STUPID NASTY people. I recommend not having kids. And I know Telstra recommends this too, and possibly Centrelink. Their message; STOP OVER BREEDING you careless mother bimbos who can’t raise a child to be honest. 20. Stalking neighbours online too I wrote this in 2020, and 12 months later, again having same problems with this person who drives this car (Hooker and Millet who live across the rd) (or perhaps it is the passenger?) they seemed to have stopped putting families, and or different members of the community in there who then harass me, thank goodness, (they could have been prostitutes, but actually I think they were from facebook?) much quieter now, no yelling out, banging and tapping, carrying on like that. Actually, it’s been very quiet there in the meantime, and I do think the police spoke to them about the problems as well, and that’s probably why it’s been all quiet over there since. But I think they have something to do with banning me from all social media and eBay. Today when I created another ebay account under AustralianSeed, instead of farmplantsandseeds2015, it was going well, but then at 1107am today, April 2021, they deleted my account and that car revved up and left – I am 100% sure they are complaining to ebay and all online websites and having me banned. DOGS. The QLD Small Business Tio is hopeless. This country is horrid, that person driving that car should be castrated. I mention when I upload stuff, occasionally I am not stalked online, maybe my online stalkers have gone home to get some sleep? Maybe they have left to go to the pub? But sooner or later BANNED I’ll give you an example of what my neighbours typically do in the form of harassment; so, this morning I was busy, remembering, to water all my ferns (I had to burn back one) and in my haste I left the back door on back veranda unlocked, but as I was went out onto the front veranda, watering those ferns, suddenly the neighbour down there went “woohoo” and in the past whenever I hear “woohoo” from a girl, it means the girl has just stolen something from me. (Not sure if the “woohoo” came from Bob and Helens, or from the Sharon Millets house, who seems to sit there all day and concern herself with whatever I am doing, maybe it’s her daughter?) or even, the rental house behind them on Elseardway? Also, I want to say, I came to the conclusion that the girl “woohooing” means this, because it always happens – a pattern. It’s not just a hidden make-believe meaning that I have concocted, there’s literally a type of person who steals from me, and then, have some sort of cohort, who goes “woohoo” or sometimes they beep a car horn, as I’ve mentioned numerous times. It would’ve been someone light footed like a child, because I didn’t hear them, and all this week, and I think it was last week too, I’ve been hearing a little boy staying in the empty house across from me through the trees, in Beeke Smiths place. Can’t actually see their house from here, they have a dog or they’re doing dog sounds on audio equipment, because dogs aren’t actually allowed here. So, I strongly suspect that little shit, came onto my Veranda. By the way, that voice of the little boy that I heard coming from the empty house I mistakenly thought that voice was coming from Mat and Naomi place and it turns out that it wasn’t them it was someone in Beeke Smith‘s place, so, I would’ve falsely accused Mat and Naomi for all of that harassment that I’ve encountered over the past two years. I however have not heard any complaints from them, but I believe the recent theft may have been an act of revenge from Mat and the Naomi, or their friends - which makes them guilty anyway. Actually, I’ve had a lot of retribution, from, in particular, my landlord Catie Rogers, who insists that Mat and Naomi are innocent, and she has stressed this many times, so much so, that I now suspect, the reason she hasn’t done this with anyone else here, is because she knows they are all guilty, Beeke Smith is friends with Win, Winfred O’hoer, who is friends with my landlord, so I suspect my landlord is protecting that group of people - who have been harassing me and stealing from me all this time??. As you can imagine, this is just a disgraceful situation, and I am looking for somewhere else to live. I don’t have thieves in my life, if you steal, we are not friends, we never will be, there will be no forgiveness. Anyway, back to my woohoo story, while I was back out on the back veranda, I realised what had been taken, secateurs and they removed the plug from the bottom of my large inflatable tub so it was leaking everywhere. That’s exactly the kind of thing they do, when I had my black plastic out front, they put a whole in it, sabotage - persecution by thieves. Or they could’ve just been woohooing because my ferns had to be burnt back - that’s the kind of thing a girl would woo hoo about, as in woo hoo, you lost, I won, as my ferns don’t need to be burnt back! See how much they waste my time. I am really busy atm. Btw, one of the neighbours who I met just before I moved in, has done a couple of manual jobs for me up here, which was very nice, and certainly makes a nice change from my usually complaints about neighbours. So, I have written this whole blurb, and not mentioned my other neighbours Bob and Helen Elder, when infact OMG, why do I have neighbours who obsess about me and what I am doing? They have serious mental health issues, if they cannot mind their own business in every single minute. They are really old and cocky, and do the most devious things of them all – very passive aggressive. At this point looking back, I really can’t be bothered to go into to everything they got up to, and all their antics, I suspect they were also in cahoots with the couple at ACE hardware? I must have mentioned them before on a few other stories, but they were, well, say on a scale from 1 to 10, so far as neighbours go, they were at most, a, 4. 21. P plate-ing 40yr old women P PLATES p-plates I haven’t noticed this so much up here in QLD, but in Gunnedah, {after quite a few years, I noticed} and finally put together the fact that women were distracting me with P plate cars (due to a good-looking p plater I ran into when I was younger, much younger in Sydney) But these P platers in Gunnedah would hoon around me and rev – just like young men do, like they were young silly things. And frequently, like, every time I went into town, over 18yrs from 2000-2018. But when I looked closer at who was driving, not young men, not a young p plater, it was women in their 40s (my age) different ones all the time. I definitely noticed that their main aim was to distract me. (God only knows why? What did they not want me to see?) And often they would follow me on longer trips, like on my daytrip to Warrumbungle/State Forest. (I told you, constant doggedness) what the hell is wrong with those stupid women? Who was paying them. I suspect it they may be from the ABC, as Centrelink stalkers were not that organized. I sensed those girls were zombie and had no idea what they were doing, and maybe were under orders from some rich people that have nothing better to do than harass single ladies. (Powertrip – “I want someone to boss around and manipulate and I want to do it in a car!).” – so Unhealthy, so absurd. SO ANNOYING – FOR YEARS AND YEARS. Plus, they have, had simply NO IDEA how annoying they are. Clueless to their nuisance. I bet they are 3rd borns. It is not normal to follow and harass someone in a car. Normal adults do not do that. I thought this is worth mentioning because I want to say to those women; bugger off you stupid little hoons and get a real life, stop polluting our air. In 2025 I suspect they are still ‘out there’ but, they can no longer get away with it, so they try to blend more in, - no plates. But they still do it; more weird "big beefy car" harassment, all last week I've had skanky blonde women “presenting” themselves (in peacock form), in big beefy cars with P plates on. Also, 4 cars harassing me on Sunday arvo at Sarina when there was a cyclone. So, still just writing about it in the hopes that whoever is organising the P plate big beef car hoons, will stop doing it - you little wannabe popular idiot. Harassment is harassment. Actually, on Sunday one of the cars had a business logo on it – IntoJobs, a Centrelink jobs provider. So, it could be them who has been harassing me all these years?? I am not registered with IntoJobs, but apparently I was in the past. I wrote about it before re Christina Allen and her husband phone harassing me for some weird reason…. Anyway, yesterday someone was signing me- it was Michelle. Michelle was a woman who did the Centrelink thing on the central coast back in 1999. There was no jobs provider then, she worked directly for Centrelink, but I was advised the department of education organizes the training courses – but basically it was just women who want to get employed, and they do it by using people who are unemployed to employ themselves: come up with hoops for the unemployed, and call it training courses. The whole thing about it is employing a certain sector of “people” so they can “Lord” over unemployed people - it's a big scam. Women have figured out a way to make money for themselves at tax payers expense, plus going on personal power trips at the same time. It is quite disgusting. Having said that, for a lot of unemployed people, the solution “oh just get a job” is not that simple. There is all sort of complications in life. So, I do feel like they kind of try to start a process of unemployment more suited to an individual. Well, they try to do more than what the narcissistic cunts at the Centrelink offices do. So, I think it was here I started my self-employment business, so the fact that they were “behind me” with that was how I could do it. Anyway, so this woman called Michelle, turns out, she was a little bit older than me, and same school as me. We had both been through the riding school there, she was still involved with horses, so we had a common bond during the week-long course. So that course ended, and I didn't really think anything much about it, but due to the recent harassment from jobs providers and cars, and the fact that someone keeps sending me all these retarded unemployed people who think that they're helping by doing signs and really they're just annoying little idiots who cock everything up, (seriously: accident waiting to happen on the road – BUGGER OFF), plus the young men on dirt bikes who are harassing me daily, I think they're probably working form jobs provider. And it could be this same woman, Michelle?? I told you they get obsessed with me. It could be her organising all the dead animals too, and placing the smashed-up cars in my path?? Like she has her own agenda and maybe using me to do it?? Road safety rules?? Plus, I always suspect someone is buying my seeds at very pertinent times – it could be her?? Plus, I had all those problems at Bundaberg with old girls, same school – it could be her?? Actually, I hardly remember her, I just remember she was very tall and skinny, with brown slightly wavy curly neck length hair. And I suspect the fact that she was from the same school as me was not a coincidence, like she'd been specially chosen for my group. And this harassment that I have received over all these years, has been very constant and persistent, like a woman who puts this much time and effort into harassing me, is definitely not married. And because of the young men on motorbikes (so bloody annoying – last time stopped right infront of me, showing me themselves!! Young men they were.) maybe it's her arranging those motorbikers, employing the young and aimless?? (badly raised young men with no career goals), jobs provider wanting to be popular with the locals? And so all those ‘Dykes on bikes’ are her and her friends?? I am not entirely sure of the situation, but this is a definite possibility. Also, my neighbours currently seem to be playing “cars” – by this, what I mean, they are moving their cars around the garden – I can see them playing “cars” as their garden is directly in sloped raised view from my front veranda, – and they have multiple cars, even though it is only 2 of them who live there!! Maybe they are copying the 40yr old p platers, as they can actually see them from the veranda on the main road? Not everyone can see the stalking car hoons, as they can easily blend in. they just look like normal traffic most of the time. Photo from www.caradvice.com.au 22. DOGS, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, at home - it makes no difference where (I did do a nice illustator image showing a house, kids and Mary Poppins me! but to big to include!) At one point in my 30s I worked alongside a temp nanny agency, doing temp nanny work, which meant I went out to various houses, all along the North Shore in Sydney, and babysat their kids when Mum and Dad were out in the evening. It was usually Friday and Saturday nights, but not always. I can’t begin to tell you how many times I had people, mostly young women, out on the street trying to peer in and watch me, watching the kids - it was ridiculous. I have previously mentioned I am frequently followed by young women (dogs), but while I was babysitting, they would stay outside the house, and make themselves known by trying to peer in, or try to join in the conversation, or carry on with other antics - while it was mostly females, occasionally men. I’ve done this little cartoon clipart, because I just find it so ridiculous that people would do this; they must not have any life of their own, to want to follow some complete stranger around and try and peer in on them. I mean, don’t they have any self-respect, or values of any sort. What kind of hopeless parents did they have? And this was the North Shore, quite a hoity toity area. So, I can only make comments here, about how hopeless a lot of mothers are, to make their kids think that this kind of behaviour is normal and acceptable. I really feel there has to be some sort of education in schools about this behaviour, - stalking, perving, spying, intruding, monitoring - it’s not acceptable, and it has to be SPELT OUT, as it seems a lot of society is too stupid to put it together. MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. (I am updating this in 2025, and this is still a HUGE problem. Neighbours in particular now. Sometimes I think they must have no brain at all, because they sit for hours and stare at me - so weird. And of course they are still stealing: watch, wait and steal. Lotus plant dug up and stolen off my veranda by neighbours last night.) I think I’ve written about this too, but I can’t find it, so I will just quickly put it here again; the girl who used to follow me when I went to work every day at Enmore, on Enmore Road, it’s like if I couldn’t find a carpark outside my work, and had to park a block or two away, this girl, blonde hair, would get really anxious, because I was there, when I should’ve been down where I work, she was, literally part dog and was being territorial. She would follow me until I reached my shop, if I stopped on the way, so would she, and she would start harassing me verbally. Seriously this happened. COMPLETLELY NUTS. (This verbal harassment from women on the street used to happen a lot, but usually I don’t see who it is shouting out – they are sneaky.) I thought about what an earth makes someone, a human, turn out this way - it’s completely unnatural. I figured it’s from one of her parents, or both, lording over her while she was growing up, saying this is my house, nothing in it is yours, and basically treating her with no respect, so that she developed this ridiculous canine personality (?? – no one else has come up with a theory). I just wanted to yell at her one day YOU KNOW THIS IS NOT YOUR STREET; Anyone has the right to walk here, or walk where ever they want in any public street, all across Sydney. That stupid little blonde just couldn’t understand this concept of PUBLIC STREET. I think she was a blonde? She may have had tinges or red? It was a while back now. I remember one time I had this little dog follow me when I was going over to visit family friends who lived at Collaroy (they have since moved). Collaroy is on the other side of Sydney, from where I lived, and that girl obviously didn’t have any money, yet still she was trying to follow me, - I think, she was actually hitchhiking? But when I hopped on the final bus (it’s a bit complicated to get there from western Sydney), she tried to sneak on the back without paying, the bus driver saw what she was doing, and shut the door before she got on, shut the door in her face. I feel like that bus driver was the only person in Sydney that would stop one of those dogs in their tracks - everybody else is amused by the dogs and so would help them follow me - such is the stupid nature of not only the dogs but most people in general. Hooray for that bus driver. Occasionally you come across good ones like that good bus driver, only occasionally. So, I ended up at my destination in Collaroy, with an evening free of the DOGS. What a nice change. Oh, I just remembered another time when a woman saw a dog following me (unbeknownst to me – I am not in the habit of looking behind me as I walk down the street, every 30 seconds), and this woman told her off; sent her marching in no uncertain terms. The woman owned the shop that I had walked into, Lisa Fry, I later worked for her designing clothes for Gothic people - romantic goths!! I think destiny had me working there because I looked good in a Mortisha skirt!! So, you can see, followed around by dogs all my adult life, DOGS, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, in supermarkets while choosing the veges…at home, - it makes no difference just constant doggedness. I am surrounded by morons. { At least if I stay home I have some relative safety; out in public or in the workplace, there's no safe place from dog attacks, not even the toilets. Unbelievable doggedness. And fuck you Centrelink, you stupid little girls – dogs there too, deliberate attacks, least I don’t have to go in there now too}. Btw, the main motivation of those dogs I feel, IS TO STEAL, looking for an opportunity to steal. They are fucking little thieving cunts who all should be shot – no exceptions. NONE. Here is a good spot to mention: Twice I’ve seen in my life 2 different people: one of them worked in the fashion industry, and then later left to be a caretaker. Now, they might not of had as much ‘prestige’ or ‘street cred’ at being titled a caretaker. But the money would’ve been about the same, (if not better), but the lifestyle of being a caretaker would be 50,000 times better than the lifestyle of working in a busy fashion industry. The other one was a receptionist who enjoyed her job, she was good at it, she had her own little private domain going on, one that she was in full control of. It would’ve been satisfying for her on many levels. One of the managers noticed how good she was at her job, and offered her a promotion, and the girl being young, and thinking ‘oh well promotion, how good, more money’, so accepted. But this took her away from her little domain, and into the office amongst all of the piranhas. I just think she made a bad lifestyle choice, even though the money was a little better, I feel she would not be happy in the longrun and she would just be far more happy and satisfied remaining as receptionist. I mean, I know other people aren't like me and don't like solitude quite as much as I do, but I think everything comes down to control in the end, and she would have lost her control. Young people, young women in particular are not aware of the dangers, of what goes on in the workplace, and what it means to be happy in life. So having a seemingly good title, and a pay increase, often does not outway the cons associated with those kinds of jobs What society perceives as a good job or a so-so job, does not always add up. The image clip of the girls outside the house, is by Suburban Tot Super Street Gang, and I thought it appropriate, because while those girls outside were adults, they were really basically still children on the inside. And some people are offended by my reference to girls as dogs – but they are. I like calling a spade a spade, if you can’t handle THE TRUTH about what happens to people like me, TOUGH TITTIES, time to toughen up and get rid of the dogs, so I don’t have to reference them when I write about my life. I’m not going to omit them just because all the stupid drunk rich housewives are offended at the dog reference. Unfortunatly they are a big unwanted part of my life. And this is how I am exposing them, and getting rid off them. WAKE UP. 23. A common obsession tactic is to try to distract me inorder to muck up the intended goal This one is really annoying – and they still do it today, as I update this in 2024 Could the occupants at NO 9 Village Lane kookaburra Park Gin Gin please find something else to preoccupy themselves with, aside from me, and what I’m doing. Stop trying to come up with plans to distract me. You must have absolutely no ability to think of something to do which doesn’t involve annoying the crap out of other people and being a nuisance. Bloody third BORN, I bet. They also car rev and leaves, when I go to eat. They do not really rev loudly, but they have multiple cars at that address, and the other one is a really old big car that is loud, I term it a hoon car, it would be a major petrol guzzler, they really should focus not on me, but on coming up with money to buy a new car. Some people just don’t know how to live. Sharon Millets son, I think, could be her husband, but I heard he claimed no part to her 2 kids – they are from a previous marriage! Wake up bimbo mothers. I could only see that person‘s legs they were skinny and long and I couldn’t tell whether they were male or female. Looked like David Hooker to me? Oh, there’s that song again, it goes; fuck of fuck off fuck off. I have the next paragraph on 4 other stories, as it has come to realization, in 2024, that this particular issue is the main issue with most of the problems I have with ‘monkees on my back’; those people are, infact single narcissists, who are latching on to me, as a single woman, trying to play out their stupid narcissists ways (they still may be in a relationship with someone else, but that other someone else, does not let them play their games, so they look elsewhere, it is a form of betrayal too. But I mean, just get a divorce, its no good being married to a narcissists. No point.) You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much NOT being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it, sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (As soon as I read this, I immediately thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also, a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools. And Telstra call centre staff). So, if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid. Scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. 24. Coward car and truck drivers playing road games in order to TEACH ME A LESSON This is the car that was at the tip, then left just after me, then was seen just behind me ½ later in a different town. Not a coincidence. STALKER! This week I ventured out to the local tip to drop off a dryer and an ironing board. Now, the person I spoke to Sheena, was friendly enough, we had a little chitchat about a tip shop that should be there, we discovered we both like shopping at tip shops! and she said everyone who comes here she considers them her friend and that’s why she likes working there. I then said thanks and bye, I dropped off my stuff, then left. That was the end of it, so I thought. However, after I left, I noticed that Sheena left as well, (2:45 pm) and then I later saw her half an hour later over in a different town, it is like she followed me over there. Now, I have had this problem before, of people following me, it has happened countless times, particularly if I go into retail shops, with young women. And here is just another time, but a perfect example to talk about, as in a local situation, a local encounter with someone called Sheena, tall with red hair. I have no idea what she was doing following me, why she would be following me, or what possesses someone to follow someone else on the roads, like that. SHE IS FUCKING NUTS. Someone told me that, it’s just a low-class thing, that people with not much education or brains do, which I would believe, because it’s such a stupid thing to do - I certainly would not follow anyone. Nor have I ever. Or maybe because we spoke in a friendly manner, she thinks we’re friends, and she wanted to follow me, in a friendly manner because she knows about my blog and the fact that people are stealing from me, especially in other towns - maybe she felt her duty to make sure nobody stole anything from me that time when I went out - in a protective dog type manner? WHO KNOWS - ITS STILL NUTS. (I don’t believe anything was taken from me that day? although I did get a quote from the windscreen repair guy, maybe it was excessive? and I did call 5 other windscreen people to get a quote, but all I got through to, were what seemed like ‘the dogs’ – Telstra bitches who pretend to be the intended person I call - at any rate there are no other people in Mackay who can repair a windscreen). But I discovered my Eucalyptus woodwardii seeds were taken the next day (they would have been taken not when I was at the tip shop, but a week or 2 ago), and, I am not sure, if it is coincidence, but I stopped at a ladies house in Campwin Beach who had a pretty bottlebrush, and I asked her if I could collect some seed from it, she said sure, but she also said, least I asked, because she has had a problem with people stealing from her garden. Can I say coincidence because it’s another common thing I’ve noticed older dogs, older female dogs do, and that’s arrange situations for me to fall into (traps) where they get to “teach me” or “teach somebody a lesson” - it’s done out of pure controlling spite and predatory hateful behaviour. So, the lesson being here, is that you have to ask if you want to take something from the garden, rather than just take it - which of course, I always do, but perhaps there are other people reading my blog, who just help ‘themselves’. Also, Toll truck drivers are somehow involved, and other people who stop in front of me, to slow me down, in order for ‘timing’ purposes - so I get to see the Toll truck as it drives past - they do this, as in sign, as in, “you have to pay the toll”, - which means that they have stolen something from my house, so I believe they may have stolen my Eucalyptus woodwardii seeds before, and that’s how they could plan their road toll truck game. This road car behaviour happens frequently, whenever the dogs are up to their fucked ‘teach you a lesson’ behaviour. It especially happened a lot in Miriam Vale. I have a car cam now which has helped greatly in combating these fuckwits, and I have the car that stopped in front of me, aswell as the Toll truckdriver from my last trip, ON VIDEO - which I’m going to do a whole collage of, and upload them to YouTube, so you can see I’m not just making this up or inventing ‘signs’, this is a real thing that the idiots out there do - and of course they target me, because I’m single. So, I think in the last 30 years of my life, I have had a lot of people who like to think I am their “friend”, and well you know that’s fine if you just chat away, joke around, no problems, but putting aside normal friendly people, there is an element out there, particularly in the female world, who maybe act really strange and have peculiar dog like territorial behaviours {my last landlord for instance} (often people who are messed up, mentally speaking, they may have endured childhood abuse, but, not necessarily so, there are a lot of people who act like this, and who are not aware of their dysfunction – like I have said before, once you are aware of unsavvy behaviour about yourself, you can do something about it, easy). If you read my “Don’t be afraid of being accused a hero” story, on page 6, this really describes in detail what people do when they think they’re being friendly and helpful, when really, they’re only ‘helping’ themselves. I find that’s what people who think they’re ‘friends’ with me, adopt this attitude, they think they’re being helpful, when in actual fact they’re just going on a power trip. And I just feel and sense, that there are a lot of people out there claiming to be my friend, when in actual fact they definitely are not, and they are probably someone who has stolen from me. I do not have friends that steal from me, if we were friends and you stole from me, we would instantly be no longer friends. I have a very low opinion of anyone who steals, they are pathetic scum and should be shot. So, it’s not that I’m opposed to having friends, and I’m all in favour of friendly chitchats, and of course we all know how businesses like having “friends” - so the not real type friends but people who have money. But when it comes to real friendships, I’m quite proud of clearly stating for the record, I do not have any friends, so if you hear someone claim to be my friend, they are lying and probably a thief! (Except maybe Tammy, who may or may not have found me, my latest rental!) -actually I find people and friends you knew/had as a child growing up, are the people you can most trust, as you know them well and they know you) So, I guess while I don’t have anyone in particular to say this too, I have been dying to say it for many years now, and it has come about because of ‘false friendship people’ and those people know who they are, so I guess it’s for them; (possible Cathy Goldman) For anyone who thinks that they’re my friend, and who are pretending to be my friend; fuck off you stupid dog. I’m never going to like you, and that’s why; you are stupid, you are a dog, and you are a major bitch the three worst personality traits one could possess, and you possess all 3, so fuck off. And while I am at it, I also having fake family people stating they are my family, when, they are NOT family. Family consists or people related by birth or marriage. Family does not mean anyone I went to school with, or my neighbours, or previous farming communities. Really and truly. My neighbour told me because of the excess swearing people, will think I’m a drunk. I told him everybody knows I don’t drink. Life Stories P7 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7(this) , LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s so Life Stories P22 - 1. Supermarkets Playing Class I noticed this happening at Bundaberg Coles, I don't think it happens at every Coles, as at that time, I think this whole scenario, I feel was influenced by one of my neighbours, who happen to be friends with my landlord, and who, after I had been living there for some time I realised that my landlord was actually a sister of a girl I went to school with she had changed her name, I had previously met her 30yrs prior, aswell her friend Winifried. I wrote about Winifried at the school library, he had some sort of issue feeling threatened by someone at a private school, although I suspect he did attend a private school. I don't know how this person is involved with Coles, but I know he is because of the Almond story and re delivery drivers literally stealing my food en route. {He would automatically go into the “thieving arsehole” category, and anyone influenced by him, such as the delivery drivers, and or packing girls, would automatically also fall into the “completely stupid” category. So back then (2021), after I wrote my story, which I can't even find, {probably stolen}, I made some comments about, if your child eats correctly, healthy and is given all the nutrition that they need; then if that someone was from a low income family, they can grow up to ‘play’ in the same arena as a high income person, and compete evenly, (and win) - that's how important food is. So, after I wrote it, I noticed Coles changed all of their highly nutritious foods to be way more expensive, and they put the prices down on ‘junk’ food - a clear thing I observed them do when I was shopping online from the comfort of my living room at that time. AND I was outraged by it - it is clear example of stupid little girls playing class. At one point I thought they were literally encouraging low-income people to buy bad quality foods to ensure that they CANNOT PLAY in the same arena as wealthy people – like they were so offended by my words: “AS IF a poor person would be able to compete with me!” it’s like arrogant greedy, social, climbing women who work at the supermarkets, were having so much fun at playing class, that the concept of treating everyone equally was just to absurd for them. So, they deliberatley try to inflict high fat/sugar/salt foods, (that ultimately will kill them) on ‘bargain hunters’. So this could be 100% online IT nerds, they have the arrogance to do that. But who knows ALL the guilty parties. Newsflash: you cannot sell rotten fruit at a discounted price. I mentioned in one of my stories, that I lived in a house that had a Walnut tree; I was able to taste fresh walnuts off the tree, and they were unbelievable, completely different from the walnuts that you purchased at the supermarket, so delicious - because basically I didn’t like walnuts before, but when I had one of these ones, it was really palatable and yummy. Unusual. So, if you’re a person with a backyard, then it is beyond your best wishes to fill it with edible fruit and nut trees, because the supermarkets are catering for the masses with failures left right and centre. If you are sick of hearing (passively aggressively) that only wealthy people should be able to eat good food, then plant fruit and nut trees, and grows vegetables (such a huge difference in flavour between freshly grown organic vegetables and the supermarket varieties, HUGE). You cannot rely on the supermarket to look after your child – you have to provide good food. I really find it odd how so many gardens and public spaces are devoid of fruit and nut trees; there ought to be so much fruit growing that people would want to give away and swap without any thought to expense or greed. The fact that this is not the case, I can only put it down to most Australians are still asleep at the wheel. Wakey Wakey Ozzy Oi Oi Oi! 2. 2025 Monthly Brilliance Award This is an award, that I give to people are just plain outstanding at making their bit of the world a better place - and ought to be recognised for it. No discrimination between the ‘alive now’, or the dead! And a (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘will’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award  December 2025 Beethoven for demanding extra keys with higher notes to be added to the piano November 2025 People improving construction; well done Lennartz of Germany for first producing carbide-tipped circular, cermet-carbide circular and saw blades. Then the thin-kerf, disposable cermet-tipped circular saws by the japaneses Kanefusa and Tenryu. Plus Horst Doepcke and Arno Willemeit for the "Braunschweig geometry" for carbide teeth. October 2025 John llham; genius small businessman from Melbourne; single-handedly came up with a better way than Telstra to make mobile phones available for everyone. Telstra are indebt to him. September 2025 John Dunsworth, dad of dare I say it, 10 kids, but then making sure he gave each of those 10 kids, a plot of land to build their home!! August 2025 George Cadbury not just for his chocolate, but for his ethics; he was a true hero. July 2025 Mary Anderson for inventing the windscreenwiper and not getting any credit for it June 2025 Ghostnet removers - retrieve the nets that disgusting, careless, non-thinking fisherman discard into the ocean which kills hundreds if not thousands of fish in a cruel manner. May 2025 All the numerous coconut waste utilizers; so many ways to reuse the waste fibre. April 2025 Geraldine Anderson or is it Jerry Jensen - there seems to be some misinformation out there, but I am referring to the woman who brought about ‘court enforcement’ for child support after a divorce. March 2025 Phil McCrory for observing hair/fur absorbs oil in water, better than anything, and went into partner with Lisa Gautier to create mats to soak up hopeless BP tanker oil spills. February 2025 Woollies del driver couldn't get truck up drive in the rain, instead of calling me, this guy unpacked my groceries and carried them up the 600m hill driveway for me. January 2025 Brian Hart (Bike Index), recovered $30 million worth of stolen 3. Proof for Some Reason, Intojobs car Harassing me Sunday afternoon during Cyclone, plus 3 other cars Complaints being ignored, so Social Media post on FB re Workforce Australia Ok, this car was following me and harassing me a couple of weeks ago at Woollies on Sunday afternoon in the middle of the cyclone - harassing me in the form of beeping. So, they were not parked there, they had just pulled in after me, started beeping madly at me, then took off. I have seen that car 15 times over the last 2yrs every time I leave the house (I don't get out much). It is them who is stalking me and stealing from me?? I have complained numerous times on this blog about the fact that I am being followed and harassed wherever I go by dogs. Infact I will include a little story to show by example how the dogs affect my life: I hired a little boat with driver, so I could try and do a cold-water treatment out in the ocean. I was out there for 3hrs but it didn't work, the water wasn't cold enough, I wasn't relaxed enough, and didn't have proper flotation device. Anyway, there was a couple that took me out there, their boat hire company from Facebook. So, I was talking to them for quite some time out there too, and I was expressing some interest in taking a diving course because it involves being in deep water for a long time: thought it might be good for my foot!! So, the guy, he was really enthusiastic about this, and he wanted to do the diving course with me up at Airlie Beach!! I thought at the time it was very nice of him to say, but I could not even fathom the concept of actually doing this, as aside from money related problems, I mean, what am I meant to say to him: “well I might appear like a normal person but really I'm not because I have these stupid dogs that follow me around everywhere I go, and they like to playsides, by that I mean: if you're friends with me they'll start attacking you, until you are no longer friends and are infact an arshole – you will not be able to help yourself, as they are so manipulative and most people are really naive – so its best I do not harbor any friends.” !! Would he be offended at such reality? Would he believe it?? Probably not, people do not like the ugly truth in my experience. I could give more examples, like friends on Facebook, and girls at Tafe, but I can’t be bothered. And {Good luck getting a job in Australia if you don’t have any friends}. So back to that Sunday afternoon when I went to do a grocery pick up at Sarina Woollies, it happened to be in the middle of a cyclone so there was nobody out and about. It was only lucky that I could get in as the water was right up at the Sarina Bridge, but as there was no one else about, the dogs were really obvious: I could see them plain as day. Aside from that blue IntoJobs car, there were 2 Toyota Hilux’s and a white SUV, all driving around me. One of them squirted water on me in a puddle; they couldn’t resist, because they are stupid. And I think they may have stolen $15 from me, but I am not sure as I was distracted – in my extensive experience, that’s why they need 4 cars. It is odd that they used a car with the logo on it “IntoJobs” – these people do not want to be caught and sued, usually maybe this time they want to be caught?? Like it’s a thing that they don’t be caught, so they can accuse me of being crazy “what, no one is following you – you are paranoid”. IT’S A BIG THING FOR WOMEN – this accusation. But this beeping is a typical example of how they harass me: they drive up to me beep and then drive off, it happens all the time, started happening frequently at Gin Gin in 2020. {Usually, its women who do it – most people think men are the real arsholes and predators in life, but I can assure, women are way worse, especially when it comes to stalking}. It's incredibly annoying, a total nuisance, and at this point, after years, it's total torment. Psychological torment. I don't feel safe after that incident a couple of weeks ago to drive back into Sarina. As they are also somehow doing damage to my car: Car people are involved with the IntoJobs people. I did report them to police. It’s like they're all friends and they have decided that I am the common enemy - because they are stupid - they're stupid people. I am sick of seeing people’s weakness. I also sent this photograph to IntoJobs, I have their email because there was an incident when Centrelink said that I have to go and speak to someone at IntoJobs (the tyrannical bitch said this - of course I did not really have to, because I have a medical certificate) - eventually I got onto a “proper person” who said “oh yes, no you don't have to go see them”, after I already gone and saw them, as they stopped my payments – see what they do. Really think about that. So, I've had nothing to do with this company since that mess up. As far as I'm concerned they're just some sicko creeps who is stalking me. After I put in my complaint in with IntoJobs, I didn't hear back from them of course, so I complained again, (I just sent them the same email, but this time told them not to be such fucking cowards). I still haven't heard back from them. Should I start harassing them in turn?? Call them up every day, yell at them, verbally harass them, go into their office and take things?? Accuse them of being crazy, ‘what I’m not harassing you, I’m not really even here’?? See how they like it? Fucking idiots. I know in the past if you complain to Centrelink about jobs providers they don't do anything, plus if you persist with a complaint (as some of them are truly evil, and do worse than mere stalking and verbal harassment), they'll say “they (as in Centrelink) don't have anything to do with the jobs providers, and that the Department of Education is the person who is in charge of jobs providers.” This is what they've told me, word for word: I'm not sure if it's true, but if you complain to the Department of Education, still nothing happens. Someone told me it's workforce Australia who are harassing me, they are using unemployed people to do it, to drive their cars and harass me - like for a fun activity, as that the jobs providers wants to be really cool and “in” with unemployed people, so they're getting them to drive cars.....I don't know if that's true, actually it sounds exactly like what people would do with their friends - I know that's what they do in the entertainment industry; they get unemployed actors to do all of this fake news stuff, like in the hundreds, they get hundreds of thousands of unemployed people, to act out scenarios for the news networks. They pay them - it's such a waste of money, it's unbelievable. Not to mention a total lie, and deception for society with fake news. Bit of jobs provider copycat going on? So, I'm writing this on my blog, plus I've also sent this to the Morning Bulletin, I believe they can do something about it, but there's dogs on Facebook, and they have deleted, or I think they banned me from Morning Bulletin page, I'm not entirely sure, but I'm unable to comment on their page anymore, so I just sent them an email directly. You know for a government department to stalk and harass and torture someone over a period of years: this is grounds for Sueing, and up for thousands: who do you think you are? I have since also received 2 speeding tickets in 6mnths from the police (one NOT speeding), and am being stalked by them, and my plants and seeds that I sell (I have a business, Farm Plants and Seeds, arranged by 2 jobs providers in Gunnedah, I suspect they are stealing any money I make from the people who buy my plants - like they are picking on my customers through me and in the process leaving me in the red, whilst telling people I am rich. They are totally antagonistic; FUCK OFF YOU LUNATICS WHO JUST WANT TO ANTAGONIZE ME. FUCK OFF I did a 2nd one to this story: Complaints being ignored, so Social Media post on FB re WorkForce Australia Someone was showing me this beautiful spot in Switzerland, it was so scenic, giant green mountains and gorgeous waterfalls, a quaint village. In the middle of the landscape, we the viewer, saw a train go through, just gently, quietly gliding by. - There were no idiots in cars, tooting and beeping, like there are in Australia. Compared to the Swiss, Australians are just completely mentally retarded bogan car rev heads (who drive within the speed limit). {stupid police} I think Intojobs and Aimbig are having some sort of competition, and the loser gets beeped at by the other, as in 'ha ha beep beep you lose toot toot'. And in the process, they somehow seem to be using me; pervs, and stalking me. It is purely about money. I have naught to do with either of them, I only see their cars following me, and hear their CONSTANT tooting. I put in a complaint of harassment - did not hear back from them or Workforce Australia. 3mths later, I get a response from Department of Employment and Workplace Relations “they are going to do an investigation” Mmm,we’ll see! 1 mnth later another email “we are still continuing our investigation and are waiting response from intojobs”. So the following week; a car just driving back-and-forth outside my house (wasting petrol, polluting the environment, and being a sound nuisance over a few days, night and day). Then couple of days later I go around to collect some seed from some person's house on SB road, as I was talking to the owner outside in their front yard, I can hear the same car that go back-and-forth; one of them was a Ute, single cab, flat tray, it's different from the one I've named/shown before. I had been recording but suddenly just before, I turned the camera off to take a photo. Then another car banged as I left. So still, same people from cyclone day, are harassing me - this time no sign on car “intojobs”. I couldn't see who was driving. The only thing I really know for sure about these people, is that they are a total perverts. (And or, they possibly think I am “Godiva” lol !!!) So I then replied to the second email, and told “Laura”; ‘that they were failing in their investigation, as those same people are still harassing me (Sunday afternoon again). I'm pretty sure they are trying to psychologically make me feel like a loser with their beeping and banging as in "you lost that situation, you lose, you're a loser". And so if I enter the same situation again in the future, I will remember that humiliation, and not to be so confident. Terrorising a lady like this; you're disgusting and your the real looser. You belong in jail. God sees everything.’ 4. More QLD skills and less QLD alcos, plus “Swapping” Thievery This story was stolen, so I’m going to rewrite it. I’ve noticed a distinct lack of skills in Queensland. Maybe about 20 years ago in NSW, politicians came up with a plan to increase skills in NSW (I personally believe this was motivated due to all the dogs that follow me around - they were so obvious, that it was hard not to notice). So, their plan was to send a lot of people off to uni or Tafe to learn a skill, there was incentives implemented to do so. They termed it “education nation”. I feel after living in NSW, and now compared to living in Qld, it worked, and the same mission needs to be applied to Queenslanders, so, if I have a small appliance that needs to be repaired or a small engine, like my sewing machine, or generator, it can be fixed. And if I need advice on an electrical inverter, I can receive it – you cannot do this as things are in 2025. No electricians, no repairers, no savviness. There are other areas I can see where there’s a lacking, like, food preparation; bakeries (croissant‘s), and the whole massage industry; with different techniques of massage. {oooh is that why that shiatsu guy and his wife were in Mackay?.....since I did not go there, he accused me of stealing – what an arshole.} Anyway, and of course the pride factor in the attitude towards doing a good job, this is an area that well needs to be improved. Don’t be afraid to be a tall poppy. It just so happens that I’ve had some major back problems over the last three weeks (2021). I went to the Chyro, but I don’t think it’s a problem he can fix, I think it’s just a kind of a muscle problem, maybe a strain, and I need a good masseur, I thought I’ll have a little look online, I mean occasionally I look for masseur, but I can never afford them, and I really am not prepared to spend a lot of money on someone who doesn’t come recommended. I know there would be quite a few in Bundaberg who would not have the qualifications or the intuition to be good. {in 2025 the Dr said my back pain was from my Scoliosis – well good to know. BUT JUST EXACTLY WHY DID THE DR I SAW IN GIN GIN NOT TELL ME THIS?????? – see case in point skills shortage. Swapping Thievery - items ‘swapped’ over for poorer quality or broken items. “Break and enter” • Quality dark cocoa from America swapped for pale cocoa. • Premium petrol for the mower swapped for regular. • My good fabric scissors swapped for same brand blunt and damaged ones. • Sharp machine needles swapped for blunts. • Black lycra swapped for navy lycra. • 2” rural ag pipe swapped for a 6m length that was folded in half. • I know there would be heaps more that I am not fully aware of and or did not keep track of over the years. Heaps of Kmart items swapped over – retailers / shoppers are doing it. Little girls are doing it. All would have been done by WOMEN – your thievery nature disgusts me. I will put in a separate story about the scissors, I thought I had written about it, but appears to be missing. It was my story about when I was 18 and my mum took me to Greenfields to purchase materials on my Tafe supply list that they gave me before term started. The sales girls gave me this ginormous pair of fabric scissors’ I mean they were huge! The biggest scissors you have ever seen. Big black handle and big thick metal blades. And, well, my hands are like the erst of my body, petite! I'm not sure what that sales girl was thinking, perhaps not thinking at all or perhaps she just wanted to get rid of items that were not selling? More likely. I think maybe these scissors were man's tailors, like an Italian tailors scissors – and male tailors are a rare and dying breed. Anyway, so over the years in the “rag trade” every so often all the girls would get together and get their scissors sharpened, and for some reason they could never do mine, they could do everybody else's, but not mine. I don't know whether the scissor sharpening guy was just being discriminative or if there's something genuinely wrong with my big scissors – you would think being big, they would be extra easy. Who knows. But after my mum died I inherited her red fabric scissors, she actually had 3 pairs for some reason, all identical red ones. So, my blunt black pair was relegated to the tool room for cutting irrigation pipe – did a pretty good job actually. Then also over the years that I have had the 3 red ones, I'm fairly certain they've been stolen and swapped for really blunt ones. Plus, I still have had problems getting them sharpened, only seemed to get “half sharpened”, again, don’t know if the scissor guy is just completely unskilled, or discriminative? But I know those red ones can be sharpened. And I'm not sure why that scissor story would have been stolen. I wrote that when I was at Gin Gin, 2020/2021. I noticed there's heaps of stories I wrote at Gin Gin have been stolen. What the. 5. Fear Mongering me Personally I am finally writing about this today in more detail I have mentioned it a few times, a lot of people fear monger, but it's usually not really a personal thing to me. Some people just do it in general. If you go on Facebook you can see it occasionally. But yesterday when I was on Facebook they were fear mongering badly, and it was definitely a targeted thing, like they know now when I'm online, and they track me, they do all sorts of stupid things, atm, for maybe a year or so now, they are trying to make me afraid of blondes. This may have something to do with the fact that I have a stupid short blonde girl who stalks and steals from me, and I frequently write about it….. so, they're doing this in a very weird and passive aggressive manners by inserting blondes in pertinent moments, and telling them what to do and say to me (further confirming my suspicions). Same with the cars driving past my driveway, turning around driving back, constantly – using motorbikers and big black American boofhead cars - THIS is fear mongering. They are really trying hard – without seemingly so. (Afraid to get into to trouble for it – such irony!) You would think after constantly following me around all these years, they would have an inkling about my nature, my personality – but no – they stoopid. I had mentioned before; some thieves, if they can't steal from you when you're awake during the day, because you pay attention, then they'll steal from you at night when you're literally asleep; they have a skill set which can just further keep you “comfortable and relaxed” so that you don't wake up in alarm if you hear a noise. It's kind of like the opposite of fear mongering for them. So some of the fearmonger have also worked out, that they too can do it when I'm asleep. I remember the first time it happened, I woke up and I'm like, what the hell's going on! because I was just not familiar with the feelings of fear - it took me awhile to grasp ‘oh that's fear’. So you can deal with it quite easily once you know what's going on and are awake, but when you're asleep you don't have all those brain connections working. They can really cause some damage from stress at night. Those people will be going to hell. This all started back around 2016 or so, there was some girl, some stupid jealous dog, it could've been Katie Carter (?) or someone from tv industry (?) she asked the question (not sure who to) “why isn't she afraid” – she was referring to me. I have mentioned on my blog, that I'm not a fearful person. I mean, I have a normal fear response to bad situations, but the reason why I'm not a fearful person is because of my father. He was not a fear monger. He just wasn't. He wasn't a big ogre, like some parents are. {lol, weird how so many of those bloody dogs get major things wrong – stoopid dogs. I guess it’s a thing “if she’s single, it must be because of her father”. WRONG. LOL! Again – time out, while I hold my belly. (They are so arrogant, and think they are so superior - yet they got this wrong!!!! LOL!!. – I spelt it out on my blog already, I am not going to repeat it here. Anyway, so because this girl asked that question. I've had people trying to inflict fear on me, like a challenge. So, they want to see fear. They are nuts, and had a father who fear mongered (or mother I guess). Sickos. It seems to be women doing it too. And they are far and widespread, a cult of sickoes. They're the same people who try to make me angry. Like that story on my “The Looking Game, The Sign Game, The Winning Losing Game, and The AM & PM Game” - if I go to Kmart, problems are ’arranged’ specifically for me, with the sole point of trying to make me feel uncomfortable, they send in ‘dogs’. I asked once ‘who arranges the dogs Kmart’, and I was told “the staff, management, the manager, hands out $25 vouchers to people in the mall, outside, as I arrive in the car park, so there's a big influx of people instore just before I walk in”, which in turn means that I have to wait for extended periods for my click and collect, which is meant to be ready when I arrive. (30 minutes it took them once). So, to the cult of “how can we piss off Emily Bieman” and “make her afraid”: it is not my fault you had a cunt mother or arshole father….. I mean, I am doing my best to try to raise the standard of parenting in Australia – as it is a huge widespread problem, affecting many kids who turn into adults and carry these dysfunctions. Mothers generally are the root cause of all problems. So, since I am trying my best to help “your kind” - stop taking your personal frustrations out on me. Go see a shrink. 6. Security Cameras I need to talk about security cameras; back in 2015, after I realised I was being targeted as a victim to steal from, by petty thievers/stupid people, I purchased a CCTV camera system for the house. It had 8 cameras and a big 2TB storage unit. It was kind of expensive, $1000 thereabouts. And cost $20 a month to run. (Well, that’s how much the bill changed if I had it switched on/or off). Ultimately did it deter the thieves: NO, it did not. Because, being dogs, they knew I had a cctv system, and they would just switch my power off, which means that there was no cameras recording while they broke, entered and stole - they switched my power off dozens, if not hundreds of times, like every time I went out, the cameras would be switched off, I'd come home and discover the power had been switched off; all my clocks were flashing, I had to reset everything. At one point this happened every single time I left the house and went into town. I would say from 2016 onwards. So, then I really tried to limit the amount of times I went in to town -like once every 3 mnths. I got a second big freezer. I tried pad locking the gate. I tried getting the police to get of their lazy car arses and do something about it – but nothing deterred the thieves. So, for the organised dogs who are stealing from me, there is no point having cameras. I should not have wasted my money – but, there are 2 different types of thieves, aside from the main ones who steal from me, the organised dog network, there are just opportunists who see me, then follow me, in hopes to steal from me. So, cameras deter those kinds of people, they're not organised, or from a network of criminals who watch every move I make to see how they can steal. Although some will stalk me and hang out at the neighbours place watching what I do all week, until they think they have me figured out, and make their move. They did that at Gin Gin and they do it here. The neighbours encourage them. Some neighbours are fucked people. So back in 2015 or so, there were no iPads or camera phone, I had an iPod, but that didn't have camera recording on it like our phones do now. So since then, over the year I have added my devices as security, as they do not require power. Now initially these worked well against the organized female dog network who steal from me. When I first got them they lasted eight hours recording! (they definitely don't last that long anymore). But then of course the thieves have come up with ways to hack devices and switch them off, and or steal whole recordings or photos, which they do I see them hacking my devices all the time – I even got the Ip address of 2 of them, but no one knows what to do with such info, the QLD police instead of doing anything about it, fined me $1000 in fake car tickets. Thieves can also hack the security software that I have installed: I purchased (instead of a CCTV camera at my new address), I have Tapo security cameras that don't need cables - so I just have to hook the camera up and they work by Wi-Fi. So, if it's Wi-Fi then it can be hacked easily, like it seems to me that even the high school boys next door can do it, the perverts can do it in the hopes that I've got a camera set up in a private area, which of course I do not. I really only purchased them to deter the bush turkeys from digging up my garden – it has a loud speaker alarm on motion detect, which is a great deterrent, although as far as deterrents go, I found my motion detection lights are the best are deterring bandicoots from digging up my garden at night, the ones I got are brilliant, $10 each, portable solar ones, except they are not water proof, so putting them in the sun, and not rain, is a little challenging - but doable! (from Temu!) I have 4 around the house. So, for instance, if I set up the iPad camera, press record, come back two minutes later and see that it is recording still, a few times, I saw that NOT still recording, like after 1 minute it just switched off, so no reason, it just did. But, I have discovered if I disconnect Wi-Fi, Bluetooth and mobile Internet, then it doesn't do that, I mean it didn't do it for a couple of years, but then only last month it did do it again, and there was no Internet connection - so I don't know how the dog managed to do that? I did see them experimenting, in cars, whilst driving: when I was driving down to the letter box, I was recording my speedometer {because I'm having problems with the Sarina and Mackay police, QLD Police, giving me fake speeding tickets (3), when I was not speeding (at least for 1 of them for sure), so I have a camera on my speedometer now, and I saw them switch it off in the middle of recording, I wasn't speeding - I think they were just trying it, like testing their equipment; I had recently mentioned on Facebook, that I have a camera on my speedometer now. So, they're trying to set up a way that they can win in court - BY CHEATING - the police do this. So not only the computer nerd high school boy next door - but the police. So, this behaviour confirms my recent theory that it is the police stealing from me in petty crime manner. They are the female dog network?? So, if you read this, you might feel there's no point in having security cameras at all, but I do believe they have saved me on other occasions, like I know if I wear my body camera out - which I do all the time, the harassment I'm used to getting has mostly been eradicated. When I first started doing it I caught dogs red-handed on camera stealing from me at the checkout, harassing me, but after I put that online, it has not happened again. EXTREMEMLY EFFECTIVE. Very beneficial having a camera record everything I do, when I go out into public. AND, not only to prevent people from behaving badly, and be awake, (yeah, great job parents of Australia – why don’t you keep your bimbo daughters asleep and in zomby mode???), but it's a really good record of events, particularly if I go to the doctor; sometimes, you just don't really realise that that you miss things that they're talking about – like a doctor would have a lot of good information when they speak, so it's good to be able to go back and check the conversation, when they were explaining some medical thing to you. A couple of times when I checked the convo, I saw/heard I had missed something; and I'm a pretty good listener compared to most people that I encounter, so, I encourage everybody to actually record their doctors sessions, at least. Quick mention re carcam – brilliant, so good, that the criminal dog network who follow me, (everywhere I go), literally break my camera so I can’t use it, I have purchased 3 so far, and it cost $400 for the wiring, they just break it, easy as pie. So it needs to be built in by the manufacturer at the least. My camera also records inside the car after I have switched engine off for 1/2hr or so, which is SUPER BRILLIANT, as thugs (organized by the female dogs), break into my car, in the carpark, and take things out of the car, whatever is in there, they take, they don’t seem to care what it is. Glasses was there no 1 item in Gunnedah – dozens of them have been stolen from me. 7. Complaints being ignored, so Social Media post on FB re WorkForce Australia Someone was showing me this beautiful spot in Switzerland, it was so scenic, giant green mountains and gorgeous waterfalls, a quaint village. In the middle of the landscape, we the viewer, saw a train go through, just gently, quietly gliding by. - There were no idiots in cars, tooting and beeping, like there are in Australia. Compared to the Swiss, Australians are just completely mentally retarded bogan car rev heads (who drive within the speed limit). {stupid police} I think Intojobs and Aimbig are having some sort of competition, and the loser gets beeped at by the other, as in 'ha ha beep beep you lose toot toot'. And in the process, they somehow seem to be using me; pervs, and stalking me. It is purely about money. I have naught to do with either of them, I only see their cars following me, and hear their CONSTANT tooting. I put in a complaint of harassment - did not hear back from them or Workforce Australia. I did a 2nd one to this story: and I may if it elsewhere on here, but very relevant to my whole life, as to who else is guilty. Proof for Some Reason, IntoJobs car Harassing me on Sunday afternoon during Cyclone, plus 3 other cars Ok, this car was following me and harassing me a couple of weeks ago at Woollies on Sunday afternoon in the middle of the cyclone - harassing me in the form of beeping. So, they were not parked there, they had just pulled in after me, started beeping madly at me, then took off. I have seen that car 15 times over the last 2yrs every time I leave the house (I don't get out much). It is them who is stalking me and stealing from me?? I have complained numerous times on this blog about the fact that I am being followed and harassed wherever I go by dogs. Infact I will include a little story to show by example how the dogs affect my life: I hired a little boat with driver, so I could try and do a cold-water treatment out in the ocean. I was out there for 3hrs but it didn't work, the water wasn't cold enough, I wasn't relaxed enough, and didn't have proper flotation device. Anyway, there was a couple that took me out there, their boat hire company from Facebook. So, I was talking to them for quite some time out there too, and I was expressing some interest in taking a diving course because it involves being in deep water for a long time: thought it might be good for my foot!! So, the guy, he was really enthusiastic about this, and he wanted to do the diving course with me up at Airlie Beach!! I thought at the time it was very nice of him to say, but I could not even fathom the concept of actually doing this, as aside from money related problems, I mean, what am I meant to say to him: “well I might appear like a normal person but really I'm not because I have these stupid dogs that follow me around everywhere I go, and they like to playsides, by that I mean: if you're friends with me they'll start attacking you, until you are no longer friends and are infact an arshole – you will not be able to help yourself, as they are so manipulative and most people are really naive – so its best I do not harbor any friends.” !! Would he be offended at such reality? Would he believe it?? Probably not, people do not like the ugly truth in my experience. I could give more examples, like friends on Facebook, and girls at Tafe, but I can’t be bothered. And {Good luck getting a job in Australia if you don’t have any friends}. So back to that Sunday afternoon when I went to do a grocery pick up at Sarina Woollies, it happened to be in the middle of a cyclone so there was nobody out and about. It was only lucky that I could get in as the water was right up at the Sarina Bridge, but as there was no one else about, the dogs were really obvious: I could see them plain as day. Aside from that blue IntoJobs car, there were 2 Toyota Hilux’s and a white SUV, all driving around me. One of them squirted water on me in a puddle; they couldn’t resist, because they are stupid. And I think they may have stolen $15 from me, but I am not sure as I was distracted – in my extensive experience, that’s why they need 4 cars. It is odd that they used a car with the logo on it “IntoJobs” – these people do not want to be caught and sued, usually maybe this time they want to be caught?? Like it’s a thing that they don’t be caught, so they can accuse me of being crazy “what, no one is following you – you are paranoid”. IT’S A BIG THING FOR WOMEN – this accusation. But this beeping is a typical example of how they harass me: they drive up to me beep and then drive off, it happens all the time, started happening frequently at Gin Gin in 2020. {Usually, its women who do it – most people think men are the real arsholes and predators in life, but I can assure, women are way worse, especially when it comes to stalking}. It's incredibly annoying, a total nuisance, and at this point, after years, it's total torment. Psychological torment. I don't feel safe after that incident a couple of weeks ago to drive back into Sarina. As they are also somehow doing damage to my car: Car people are involved with the IntoJobs people. I did report them to police. It’s like they're all friends and they have decided that I am the common enemy - because they are stupid - they're stupid people. I am sick of seeing people’s weakness. I also sent this photograph to IntoJobs, I have their email because there was an incident when Centrelink said that I have to go and speak to someone at IntoJobs (the tyrannical bitch said this - of course I did not really have to, because I have a medical certificate) - eventually I got onto a “proper person” who said “oh yes, no you don't have to go see them”, after I already gone and saw them, as they stopped my payments – see what they do. Really think about that. So, I've had nothing to do with this company since that mess up. As far as I'm concerned they're just some sicko creeps who is stalking me. After I put in my complaint in with IntoJobs, I didn't hear back from them of course, so I complained again, (I just sent them the same email, but this time told them not to be such fucking cowards). I still haven't heard back from them. Should I start harassing them in turn?? Call them up every day, yell at them, verbally harass them, go into their office and take things?? Accuse them of being crazy, ‘what I’m not harassing you, I’m not really even here’?? See how they like it? Fucking idiots. I know in the past if you complain to Centrelink about jobs providers they don't do anything, plus if you persist with a complaint (as some of them are truly evil, and do worse than mere stalking and verbal harassment), they'll say “they (as in Centrelink) don't have anything to do with the jobs providers, and that the Department of Education is the person who is in charge of jobs providers.” This is what they've told me, word for word: I'm not sure if it's true, but if you complain to the Department of Education, still nothing happens. So, I'm writing this on my blog, plus I've also sent this to the Morning Bulletin, I believe they can do something about it, but there's dogs on Facebook, and they have deleted, or I think they banned me from Morning Bulletin page, I'm not entirely sure, but I'm unable to comment on their page anymore, so I just sent them an email directly. You know for a government department to stalk and harass and torture someone over a period of years: this is grounds for Sueing, and up for thousands: who do you think you are? 8. Bad Neighbours: Top 10 Nuisance Behaviors 1. Spray poison on my side of the fence killing all trees and plants there. 2. Get manipulated by blonde members of the community and “play sides” against me for no reason. 3. Stare into my garden, watch me in my garden, commentate my gardening, and later steal gardening work. 4. Sneak in to house when they saw door left open when I’m hanging washing. 5. Play loud music. And at inappropriate times. 6. Bang and tap, plus rev cars – for point of doing stupid “plan” signs. Verbally harass with nonsensical yelling. Then get members of the community to do exactly the same thing. 7. Use their child as a pervforming puppet. 8. Tries to justify theft: steals my potting mix, using the excuse to herself: because their wood chips they laid down last year, washed down onto my driveway, and as I clear the driveway, then accusing me of stealing wood chips - lunatic drunk dog. 9. Are home on the weekends and cannot amuse themselves, (due to stupidity), so stare at my house and devise plans to steal. 10. Play with cars, use them to do signs and rev to wake up in middle of night. 9. Comedy of Errors - 7 Dishwashers So Far, over 10 years It's about time I wrote about this. I've just kind of briefly hovered around the subject. I state I have dogs follow me wherever I go, but one of the main things they do is organise scenarios and situations; so they'll place people in the places that I'm going, it is like they want to control the whole situation of what I'm doing during the day. Sometimes it works to my benefit, sometimes NOT. You can be sure if you have someone trying to control you in the first place – they are going to have extreme mental health problems – including not knowing what is appropriate and what is not. So, they're so cocky and arrogant now after all these years, that they literally throw tantrums if I deviate from “their” intended plan (which obviously I know nothing about). I can really see their evil nature; you can be sure it is female doing it; trying to impress men and each other. I can see stupid. Btw, this tantrum for not getting what you want is such a problem now, I would like to say: Idiot: You have to actually say what you want, it’s no good just implying what you want or doing signs about what you want. You literally have to verbally communicate to me what you want. Anything else is just plain stupid. Another way I can see their evilness is the ‘comedy of errors’ situation, they think it will be funny and amusing to create “muck up situations” - along the lines of Shakespeare's Comedy of Errors play. If you have seen such a play, one that is done cleverly, it is really funny. Certain situations where nothing's turning out, so much so, that it becomes comical. So these cunts are doing this exact same thing they're trying to amuse themselves by mucking up all my situations - just because they can see, and don’t give a dam. “oh she has a plan for the day – lets see girls if we can interrupt it as much as possible”. Might be amusing for those bored bitches, but it sure as hell isn't amusing for me. A perfect example is taking my induction into the repair shop in Mackay, and they refused to fix it, sighting: “it was too dirty to fix”. AS IF, too dirty! Honestly, clean as, I had only just that morning had it sitting on my bed. {And that’s the whole point of Induction cook top – it’s a breeze to clean aside from the electricity saving feature and ease of use! – I miss using it badley}. So as a result of those stupid women, (there was about 5 of them in the reception- all dogs). I don't have my good induction, and I can't take any other appliance there, like my leaking Fisher and Paykel, all because of those stupid cunts discriminate in order to aid the other stupid cunts to ‘control the situation’, and muck it up. So those cunts doing that back then, it was in 2024, were the same stupid women who stole my spare good tyre, mucked up my tooth at the Mackay hospital, stole another $500 in police entrapment speeding ticket, missed the butcher because of it, stole a furniture screw from the car, and most likely arranged all the dog followers who follow me around in cars - there was a lot of people (not just stupid cunt women) involved in mucking up my day as much as they could. Oh, they also did something to my car and made it make a loud noise. Anyway, I made a YouTube video about the dishwashers , so I won't repeat, but I have literally spent thousands of dollars on simply trying to own a benchtop dishwasher as a renter – all you need is a dishwasher, life is significantly improved, honestly it makes all the difference; I used to spend a solid 2hrs every day doing the dishes NOT ANY MORE!! (renting is the root cause of this issue, others have a problem with it, and female cunt jealousy – Fisher and Paykel is highly desirable, WAS). Note, there is nothing actually funny about this story. I do believe those cunts who mucked up my day, along with the rest of Australia, are being punished for their bully antics on that particular day in Mackay, (mass petrol increases) but as far as I'm concerned it won't be enough. Not be confused with the whole Venezuela tyrannical PM situation -thats not the reason, this is the reason, be nice top the girl or bad things will happen!! Ha ha! 11. Bruised Salmon from Woolworths and prob Coles Purina While this did happen in 2016, I don't feel it's too late to put attention on it now, because of the underlying reason why this was happening, that part still happens. I get supermarket online deliveries due to “follower” problems instore, and after watching Master Chef, I thought I would try some Salmon. {I had previously tried some at a fancy hotel in Port Douglas ,when I was a nanny, but it wasn't cooked, it was raw salmon - and I did not like it at all, so I'm thinking maybe if it was cooked, I might like it?}. So, I ordered, I tried, and OMG bloody delicious! So, every time I did a shop (every 2 or 2 months back then), I ordered a piece of Salmon. But after a while, the salmon {fresh from the deli}, starting arriving with this kind of rotten back bruise on top of the salmon, it was really awful, it looked awful, and I cooked it and tasted it, and it was awful - there was something clearly wrong with it. I'm not sure what it was, could be all of the pesticides that were using? Could even be related to the salmon protests: activists were trying to get a river un-damned or something, to free the salmon, who knows, but possibly using me to protest their “salmon agenda”. Stop using me in this manner you little greedy uncaring selfish thieves. For about six months, all the salmon that I ordered, was part rotten. I complained to Woollies, but the following shop would get another piece of rotten salmon! Am I talking to a brick wall? So eventually I just stopped ordering salmon altogether. I also noted my cats started getting sick after eating the Purina brand salmon biscuits – so, it would be the same bruised salmon going into pet food industry. Those girls have no morals. In 2023, 7 years later, I ordered another piece of salmon thinking maybe up here in QLD, the salmon may be better? It was, even though salmon is a cold-water fish. I guess at some point within 7years, they fixed the rotten salmon situation - or the protesters got their way, or lost, one way or the other. I have since seen YouTube videos about salmon farming, and, DISGUSTING, you definitely will be doing more harm than good if you eat salmon from a salmon farm, they have no morals at all, they're just making lots of money and not giving a tisk if they poison you with toxic fungicides. So once again I'm pretty much back to not eating salmon, although this time more due to GOOD salmon shortages/ expensive proper salmon. Stop over-breeding Australian mothers: “Chooks are smarter than mothers; Less of you more for me.” 12. Mo A 13. R E 14. 2022 Monthly Brilliance Award Ta 15. Naming and shaming thieves was one of the main reasons I created my FB group , (Amongst other ra 16. 2024 Monthly Brilliance Award Ta 17. Some of the People who Cross our Path are set in Stone Aa 18. Overcrowding in a Typical Suburban House Ta 19. 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Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. LIFE STORIES P1 View this spring 2017 from kitchen window I love My Garden I Love My Grden June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Backyard flying trapeze set up to teach kids how to fly through life 3. June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This is the house at Piallaway near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia, where I had my childhood. I absolutely loved this house and growing up on the farm (“Holwood”) We moved here from Tamworth, where we had our family house at Limbri, on the market, and we stayed in this Holwood house until that Limbri house sold -which was 5 years! 5 years, can you believe it - no one wanted to live on acreage at that point! And we rented this house from a wonderful family who lived next door across the paddocks, at “Clifton”. We were often over at their place playing with their kids and swimming in their salt water pool. They had horses! Occasionally the farmer would slaughter a beast and give our family plenty of cuts- can you believe that? What a landlord, they don’t make them like that anymore!! While we were living on that farm, in Australia we still had cracker night. A time when you lit a big bonfire, and set off fireworks. You could buy them at the local shops, the newsagency sold them if I recall, it was a long time ago. Apparently, too many careless Australian bogans were setting off firecrackers and injuring themselves, and so they ban it. But, it was awesome, every year for a couple of weeks prior, the farmer landlord would collect logs and branches with his tractor and pile them at least 4m high, in a big bonfire. (Now I've definitely written this story before goodness knows what happened to it - not on my PC). I loved watching all the fireworks go off, dad and Prue would buy heaps, my favourite was the little parachute one; after it went off, it dropped a parachute, and we'd all race and get the parachute.... Such happy memories. Oh and the sparklers, weren't they fun! Too bad about the careless Bogans, they ruin everything. In this photo our cousins were staying (the Bones), that’s me in the red parker standing next to dad. My room was on the very corner of the house, you can see my double doors on the veranda in the photo. By the way, both my parents were from Sydney. I was born in Sydney, at mum‘s hospital where she worked as a nurse, Sydney Royal North Shore Hospital. When I was 2yrs old, mum decided that she wanted to raise her family in the ‘clean country air’. Dad got a job with the Department of Education and so we packed up and moved to Limbri. When I was seven mum had met a lot of friends who were actually from Gunnedah, the next town over from Tamworth, so she asked dad to put in a transfer to move to Gunnedah Dep of Agriculture, he was successful, and we packed up and moved to Gunnedah, where they stayed for the remainder of their life, living happily, ever after so to speak. They both loved Gunnedah. 5. A childhood most people would kill for (and photo of Dad’s 1970’s Morris Mini Moke!) I didn’t know it at the time but I had a childhood that some people would kill for. Having a happy and carefree childhood, with both loving parents (yin/yang) sets you up for the rest of your life, in a positive mindset and with inner assurance, happiness and confidence. (Unfortunately, I had 3 or 4 rotten teachers along the way [home school is the way to go]) but all in all, the happy childhood shines through, to get you through life‘s trials and tribulations. There is a slight trade-off, of having a happy childhood; there’s a certain personality type who didn’t have a happy childhood, and, or, who had a power tripping father; and who can recognise it in you, and they immediately hate you, they hate seeing anyone happy or confident. They have chips on their shoulder. (Those people also hate seeing a pet well cared for too, it is instant subconscious jealousy). Men in particular have a problem with confident women, whereas I find a lot of women hate other women who are happy, especially if they’re not married. I’ve mentioned before that one thing that is needed to keep a marriage going well, is an effort to show respect towards your partner, I feel it’s the same with children too - we all had quite a lot of respect in our family, my parents were respectful towards me, for the most part, and vice versa. I will give you an example here, I’m pretty sure I’ve already written about this but it was deleted, so I’m writing it again. My dad used to collect our mail every day after he finished work from the letterbox at the front of the house, no one else really paid any attention to the mail (no such thing as online shopping back then) But if any of us did receive a letter, on the rare occasion, then dad would seek us out and personally hand-deliver the letter to us. I just thought this was normal behaviour, but as I have since lived in various situations and locations, and have come across various people, I have realised that this is an area where there is a fundamental lack of respect within families. Often one person dominates the family and opens any mail to anyone addressed within the household. GUESS WHAT if it’s not addressed to you then you shouldn’t be opening it, regardless of who you are, and by the way, it is actually a crime to open somebody else’s mail, this includes within the family, obviously unless you’re a carer for an incapacitated person. But more to the point it is just disrespectful and unempowering. This area also crosses over to phone messages, taking phone messages, and giving phone messages. I’ve noticed there are some people who just don’t know how to do this basic courtesy, and it all comes down to a lack of respect for somebody else, because they haven’t learnt how to be respectful in their family growing up. I guess lack of empathy too. Back to our family, Dad always cleaned up after himself too, but I don’t think I ever saw him with a vacuum, the traditional role of housewife and bread maker, prevailed, but he never left mess for her, and often cleaned the kitchen; as I wrote before (actually I think it was stolen, but, every night after mum cooked the family meal, he would do the washing up, even when I started to learn to cook, and left huge messes in the kitchen, he would still clean the kitchen up (what a dad!) – we all gave him the nickname of the dick-washer! (His name was a Richard, but everyone called him Dick! He liked doing it, as he could spend a couple of hrs every night on his own, and swoosh back half a bottle of wine. And honesty was big, there were no lies, no one had any need to lie, ever. I’ve actually been told most women were jealous of my father. I can only suppose it was because, you know, back in his day, in the 50s, he was a swing dancer, master of the Lindy hop!! Lol, plus, you know, he never ‘hooned’ while driving, not even a little bit at the lights when they change, very responsible. You know, he took out health insurance for the whole family (only since none of us were sickly it was never used, although, even after all the kids left home, and they were no longer listed on the health plan, dad kept it for himself and mum, but when dad got sick (pancreatic cancer in his early 70’s) - do you think the health provider took care of him? After what, 50yrs of paying regular health insurance, they did NOT look after him, it was not for a couple of weeks of waiting around in pain in Sydney, when finally, one of the nurses noted he had private health insurance, so then he was taken and operated on, with an operation extending his life, giving him another 6mnths or so to live (pancreatic cancer is fatal). Anyway, back to my father hero story, as I’m old and wise now I know a lot of men aren’t like this at all, they’re bullies who don’t know how to live and be happy and raise a child. I hate those fathers because it is their daughters that I encounter on a daily basis and that I have to take to combat because of their dysfunction. So, shape up Australian parents, you’ve got a long way to go. All the siblings have grown up and gone their separate ways - and have been somewhat disappointing in my opinion. I’m not sure how we can be so different but perhaps it was schooling, we each went to a different secondary school. I recall my sister being given a choice when she was 10, if she wanted to go to the same boarding school as me, she said, she noted a change in me, for the worse, and so DID NOT want to go to that school!! So, she went to the local Catholic school. {I believe I did change too; I went from a happy loving environment into a bitch environment; not good for anyone let alone 11-year-old little girl}. Then after Daniel had some difficulties at Tas, he did his final 2 yrs at the local high school where he was much happier, (mum and dad installed a small punching bag and a big boxing bag for him, so he too could learn to fight – I tell you, fairytale childhoods!) so Tomas followed suit at the local high school too. We have different morals and values. Some items were stolen when they were around, if it wasn’t them, it was someone trying to make it look like them. (Never underestimates DOGS) But I know they’re certainly very disrespectful towards me, they cannot handle the fact that I’m not married -just like them (a common theme in Australia, everyone wants to be the same as everyone else). Well not me! And they certainly can’t handle the dogs that follow me around. When Daniel and Sherry got married, I was excluded from wedding cake, and Daniels, big boob wife gave me dog soap for xmas - I do not have a dog. My sisters main aim was to play sides with everyone I encounted, and now, stupid dogs from TV, copy her, like popular American celebs who (don’t they have anything better to concern themselves with, other than my family and I). After dad died it was a bit of a case of ‘when the cats away the mice will play’. I certainly don’t want anything to do with them, it’s better for my health, not only my mental health, but physical health, you know when a sibling wants something they can be very wilful, even if they want you gone. Although mine are far more easily manipulated by other dogs who want to play sides too. Btw, all my siblings are considered ‘fully functioning’ and are “comfortable”, so when you read my blog and you see the photo of this Mini Moke, which represents ‘fun and freedom’ from the 70s, don’t get the wrong idea about my parents; parenting without an Ironfist, is the only way to parent as far as I am concerned. It’s just I am a little different than most, and society is not yet quite fully equipped for me. At least I have fond happy childhood memories of everyone. I remember the last Christmas we were all together, quite some time ago when dad was still alive and he paid for all the food. I specifically remember it because, as per usual I was doing all the cooking, and that year would've been the hottest day that I was aware of, I checked the temperature gauge, it was 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was 44°C - in the shade. My feet had swollen up from the heat so much so, that I could no longer wear my shoes, so I had been in the kitchen cooking with no shoes, by the end of that day I was in some pain, and that was the end for me, of any more hot Christmas lunches with the hot ovens going. {Albeit, I do remember the food that year was delicious!} – I also wrote about the hottest day, in 2020, on my blog, but could not find it – gone. The photo next to that one is another shot of the 6. Holwood house near Currabubula, with the car! Ford Falcon , the trusted family car. In 1983 dad won the lottery on the scratchies, (!!) what did he do; bought a ford falcon, and sent me to private boarding school. We rocked up to my school in that car, - not that I really was paying too much attention then, but later, so it seems, (I have the gift of seeing now what I couldn’t see back then) - then, I wasn’t into cars in anyway, nor was I into the monetary value of such things, but apparently some young 11yr old girls are (I hate to think what their family life was like, yuk and superficial). So those few year 7 girls noticed my car and assumed our family was really poor, (!) and I was there on some sort of charity case. Most of the cars that were parked in that year 7 carpark on the first day were Volvos, Mercedes, and new modern cars, none of them certainly had any dust on them from driving on muddy dirty roads like ours! (even though it was a school full of famers daughters!). Farmers had ‘town cars’. By the way, I enrolled to go horse riding, and spent 4 years horse riding, each term, I felt I was lucky to do this, although the cost of it wasn’t that great in my opinion, if I recall, about $120 a term and there were 3 terms a year. (Owning a horse would have worked out to be far greater) And I could really do as much horse riding as I wished after school and on the weekends, - I got my bang for my buck! And anyway, I put it down to my parents being able to afford horse riding, because they didn’t waste money on expensive cars. A lot of girls with expensive cars couldn’t afford to go horse riding, and were jealous. (I’m from a family who has common sense, well at least dad did anyway, that’s where I get it from!! Mum – 4 kids, actually she wanted 5 – total nutter!! I actually believe that fact that they could send me away was a bit of a relief for mum, as it was one less to look after, not that she would have agreed. But, as a sidebar, if it were not for mums 4th born, our family house would’ve burnt down back in 1986! You see when Tomas was born, as there was such a large gap between him and everyone else, everyone just loved him, everyone thought he was the cutest little toddler ever, he used to make everyone laugh with joy! He really had ‘carte blanche’, and did whatever he pleased - for example, mum had a rule that at dinner times, everyone was to sit at the kitchen table for the whole duration of the meal until everyone had finished – ‘family time’, she was really strict about it. But Tomas, well, this rule seemed not to apply to him, he could wander around and do as he felt needed! I guess in retrospect he may have been a little brat! Actually, I don't remember him being a brat when he was young - too cute, but when he was older, 18, he definitely was! Rude and disrespectful in my opinion! And, I am aware that this ‘carte blanche’ can cause mental health problems in some people when they're older, because they never learnt discipline, and how, not to “have their own way” all the time, when they were young. So, they were never given the chance to throw that tantrum when they were 2yrs old, as parents never wanted to see them cry. So, anyway, this one night he had wandered off, and he returned back to me at the table, and took my hand and said “come e-lily, come” (he could not yet pronounce Emily). He insisted, but as, I had not been giving the gift of ‘carte blanche’ I was somewhat reluctant, but he persisted. He took me into the living room that had a fire blazing, “look” he said “pretty e-lily, pretty” - and there I saw, a HUGE burning blazing red ember log, had rolled out onto mums thick woollen handmade rug below the fireplace and was smouldering away in that wool, getting ready to burn the whole timber federation house down. Tomas, must have remembered and knew about my loud scream, thus I suspect why I was chosen – not to mention the prettiness! I do like pretty things! And soon after my scream, dad was there to rescue the house and put the log back. I should mention that rug, was one of those long shag pile rugs that you make with a latch Hook and place each individual length of 12cm long wool yarn into the base rug. We would all tease mum about making it, because the rug was about 4m x 5m, and we didn't think there was any chance she would get it finished, and she used to give us each a latch Hook and ask us to help her! After about 40cm across, she realised it was too big, so she gave up and folded the unfinished rug bit under the part that was done, and put it in front of the fireplace! Lol. Also it would've been probably a few weeks before this incident, when I was going through a ‘Can-Can’ phase, I might've been 12 or 13, I can't exactly remember my age, but I was doing the Can-Can in the kitchen, I was seeing how high I could get my leg, and I got it so high, that I fell straight down on my butt, it bloody hurt, I let out a huge scream, and little Tomas was in the next room, and he would have heard just exactly how loud my screen is Lol! Actually, here's a good spot to mention; in our family, everyone was involved with their own situation, as in, their own individual lives, everyone was busy, and we all had friends, and a lot of ‘life’, going on outside the family unit. So, no one was really too preoccupied at any time, with what somebody else was doing. I mentioned that, because it seems that there are many people who don't know what this is like, they seem to be so far removed from themselves, that they can only concern themselves with what other people are doing. So, for those people that form obsessions with other people, (unhealthy obsessions), I blame their parents for not encouraging them to be active and involved in the community as kids. This is where all the leeches were! 7. The Leech Story - the above photo shows where t he leeches were! Cockburn River at Limbri - such happy memories of picnicking, well barbecuing, b y the river, as a young family. The house was about 500m up the road from that spot. I want to share a little story, as recently I was trapped by certain bullies of society and this story is for them. When I was a little girl I was fortunate enough to live on a farm that had a river running alongside it. One weekend we were down there as a family swimming -the thing with this river, is there were giant leeches all along the shoreline, and you had to swim out to where it was flowing quite fast if you didn’t want to get eaten by leeches. And me, being a little girl, wasn’t too pleased with this arrangement and one time when everyone was out the middle of the river swimming and I was still on the shoreline, I saw 2 of these huge big fat leeches (there about 12cm long) and so I kind of trapped them by building a little circle out of rocks and dirt, they couldn’t get out, they were just swimming round and round. So we left and that was the end of that, it was a distant memory, only some years later at school, on an outward bound excursion, we had been walking quite a lot, and we found ourselves sitting down in the forest resting, and all of a sudden this huge giant leach jumped onto the crotch of my jeans and was wriggling about in a very menacing manner - all the girls screamed, including me. Lucky one levelheaded girl emerged and removed it for me. So I believe this leach ‘leached’ onto me purely as a result of trapping those two leeches many years before. Such is life and the way it works. Watch out SM. The photo next to that is our Bieman family from 1988, we were in Sydney on holidays staying with Grandma Bieman; 8. Bieman Family 1988 with Story to try and Tackle ‘Quality Inhibited’ parenting in Australia The older I get, the more I figure how naive my family, and most families are, about certain fundamentals. (As savvy as my parents were). Countless times I’ve observed parents (actually not thinking of mine here) berating their child to me, because they might be embarrassed about them in front of someone else, and by berating, I mean, putting down, implying that their child is stupid or inadequate, and hopeless, behind the child’s back. They do it in the hopes that the other person (me) doesn’t think this, before they say so. This comes from a place of fear, basically their own personal fears of inadequacies (which they probably are anyway), and so this is inevitably projected onto their child. This is really wrong, I can’t believe so many Australian parents do it. Have some family pride, learn pride, teach pride to your kids. You have to try and raise kids that aren’t hopeless, that’s your aim as a parent. It’s your job to do so. Also, the importance of discussions (and I am thinking of my family here), discussions with your kids about ‘bad’ things that happen in life, is important – if it happened to you, chances are, it will happen to 1 of your kids, that’s how it works. Encourage discussions. If you get an opportunity to tell your child an ’honest-truth’, take it, relish it. Lying does not protect your child, get gritty and grimy. Also discuss money, how much money the family is earning, talk about the family budget, really teach kids about money from an early age, and personal finances, private family money matters, and why they can’t spend money on toys all the time, or talk about finances to their friends. Friend jealousy. One more family thing: just a thought, parents who raise their kids to be sent away, out of their childhood community, lose in my opinion. As there is more of a chance that launching their career within the community where they were raised, will result in happier souls with a sense of place and community. My parents sent 2 of my siblings off for 12 months on exchange in high school, one went to Finland the other went to Canada, and well, neither of them had anything negative to say about the experience, but I personally believe it’s not a good idea to send your child away anywhere - a child needs its family for various reasons one of those reasons is protection against unseen forces. The metaphysical world. The world that you can sometimes see portrayed in the art world. Those real human ‘forces’ can see someone that doesn’t have their family support around them, and will go on the passive aggressive attack, just because they can. I know as an adult I have experienced such situations, so I know the importance of keeping your child protected. Some people believe this is a religious thing, like if the child is “confirmed” then he she will be protected anyway. And, having now witnessed many different family situations. I can’t tell you how fortunate it was as a child, to not have a broken family, to have stability and not have people coming and going all the time, knowing that when I got home from school, mum would be there getting dinner underway, and dad would be home later. That kind of security I had growing up, enables a strong sense of self, and inner assurance. Also, if someone is attacking you (not a family member) but a bully, if they’re slandering you, telling you you’re crazy and or stupid, whatever, they are not only having a go at you, but they are having a go at your whole family, as you’re all related with the same DNA, you think similarly. My family and many families I’ve met, don’t get the whole concept of ‘you’re from the same place, therefore you’re on the same side, and you have to stick together, have one another’s back so to speak, in order to win FAIRLY in life. (Same with a childless couple - you’re on the same side). I put FAIRLY in capital letters, as unfortunatly I have seen many people try to win unfairly. Stupid thieves. Anyway, I’ve come to the conclusion that if you don’t get this, you’re UNWISE, and you need to rethink your whole thought process. Note in the photo in the bottom right corner, there, lying on the grass is a Listerine bottle, I had to laugh when I saw it – Dad used to rinse his mouth every day with Listerine, he never had to go to the dentist ever!! So much a part of daily life, it somehow got caught in the shot!!! Dad btw, worked as an accountant for the big mental institution in Sydney near Balmain (not sure of exact time, but probably around the 1960s) At the time he was there, there was a big political uproar as stories were coming to light of all of the atrocities and abuse of power that goes on in institutions, particularly a mental health one. {Its ALL about punishment (and still is – the Australian police cannot lock me up so the give me fake speeding tickets 3x$500 – punishment for “name calling” – idiots.)}. So, dad was the inadvertent fly on the wall – NOT a spy or informant. The Institute was closed down and my father found a job in the Department of Education, and then a few years later the Department of Agriculture. It's a little ironic, and reassuring that dad played a somewhat small but important role in the closing down of those disgusting mental health institutions. Our family just doesn't like them: they are cruel and unfair. Lol. And ha ha corrupt power tripping police in Queensland. I wanted to mention dad, because I've had major problems with people stealing from me as you know from reading this blog, and one thing I've noticed, these girls think that I'm really rich, "I'm repeatedly hearing it, especially between 2020 and 2023, and before at Rangari "oh you’re really rich" it's like a dog call, those bimbos on television the ones on Netflix who steal from me I believe, it's one of the main reasons they steal from me without any qualms, they think rich people deserve to be stolen from, since the bimbo dogs are poor, (obviously they're stupid). And it's a little bizarre why they would think I am rich, since I haven't been working full-time since 1999 (if you don't work you don't have any money - der fred!). So, then I thought these stupid dogs maybe thought dad was really rich? So, I want to mention what dad did for a living; he had a government job as an accountant. He was not a business tycoon. Lol. He used to collect stamps. He became the manager of his division after 20 years or so. He died with 1 house that still had a mortgage. The last photo across that row shows a 'roof' shot of my much loved front yard at Rangari, in 2017, with my HUGE vege patch and Fruit Tree strips; 9. Stolen Garden So, the farm where I had been living for 10 years, was tragically sold by my landlord, David and Brenda Heywood, to my neighbour Steve and Sophie Carter, who already owned a large station at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW. And I was asked to leave, as Sophie (formerly Sophie Powell – starting to see yet? - Well actually, no you probably can’t see - I’ve only just remembered that Sophie‘s maiden name is Powell (2021), she, and Charlotte Powell, and Amy Powell, would all be related. And Amy Powell was in my year, and if you read my “school bully” story, Amy has a starring role. I’m not going to repeat what I wrote, but to cut a long story short, the bullying had nothing to do with me. I didn’t know anything about the bullying that was going on. But Amy must have, I’m thinking, has gone and whinged to her older relatives Sophie and Charlotte, about me, and they possibly have been responsible for a lot of harassment, that I have encountered. I mean, I have no idea actually what Charlotte Powell looks like, and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t of even known what Sophie Powell looked like had not seen her on that day when she came by and told me that she could fit a family in my house, (not that she had a family lined up) so there’s probably a whole heap of other revolting situations that this family has inflicted, that I do not know about - looks to me they are a whole bullying family. And I guess the only thing I have to say here is; get screwed, get a life, leave me the hell alone, you little dogs. (It was only a letter get a grip wussies, written by a little girl in yr 7, and involved mere name-calling, who cares, why would you follow someone around and hate on them for thinking they did it? You are ALL nuts) Anyway, back to the story; so, Sophie, said they wanted to put family in the house, (what a naive attitude, she is a blonde, a fake blonde) and Steve said he wanted a farmhand to live there. (The real reason was pure Shameful Australian Gardening Jealousy - There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I had little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, my weight, even the way I speak. And they try to sabotage, (women are jealous of everything - they are disgusting) They also try to sabotage my fabric designs, and any other item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a “Gold Star Dog” problem, that is taught by primary school teachers who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely STUPID. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) - Related: This is what happens in my life: every time I walk in front of a crowded open street café, I would have some girl yell out in an abusive aggressive insulting manner at me, this happens every single time I walk past a café, every time, no matter what part of Australia – even in the café at Bunnings – just minding my own business shopping, walking past the café - DOGS !! Oh, I had some dog in Hollywood,(2025) try to tell me that it was just women laughing, as women do in a restaurant situation. And that I was, you know, reacting in a ‘mentally unhealthy’ way. So fuck you - you stupid dog. This is not the case at all, and who the hell do you think you are? If I say I have some girl yelling out at me in an “abusive and aggressive manner” then that's what happened. Take your “trying to save the stupid dogs” - embarrassing and shameful narcissism and shove it up your arse. And yes, for many years, you have been WRONG. At one point you will have to admit it. (stupids). Anyway, I was devastated, (still am several yrs later) as I had planted 1000’s of trees, shrubs, herbs, veges and fruit trees, possibly 10’s of 1000’s, I found a real passion for nature, especially the native flowers. I had planted so many native plants, that I was able to collect the seed and sell it online as a business “Farm Plants and Seeds” (today, if I were still there, I would be rich! all my hard work brought to fruition, there is a huge demand, especially for edible plants, covid19 times, everyone has cash to spend on gardening. I also put solar panels on the roof and built an above ground lap pool to sort out my 3 slipped discs in my back (not to mention exercise) And, not to mention the chook yard, sheds, fences, fruit fly tunnels, shade house, landscaping, etc., etc. I mean, I buried 3 of my cats under 3 orange trees. Just many hrs of hard work that was only possible for a genuine love of the land. (Btw, after I was asked to leave by David and Brenda, David told me, that he had tried to give me ‘hints’ that I would have to leave, as obviously if I had of known, I would not have spent $38000 on a pool and solar panels – David was still yet 15yrs away from retirement age, I did not know he was going to sell to Carters in 2018, and I did not know that he knew the Carters would want my house vacant. –I’m thinking to myself “what bloody hints?” what an idiot giving me “hints” YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. I truly can’t believe how unthinking people are! So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food /good health has been stolen out of pure jealousy. So, in this little story, I am trying portray how angry I was back then, about being thrown out, and still somewhat are. All those people involved in my ‘casting out’ of Gunnedah ought to be truly ashamed of yourselves, and bad things will happen to you, you’d better be prepared. BTW, I watched Steve Carter, as he suddenly kept coming around to my house, this was before he purchased the farm, before I knew he was going to purchase it (but he knew) - and he knew deep down (somewhere in that brain of his), he could not just kick someone out of their home, so I watched him come up with all sorts of reasons why he should, picking fights with me over nothing. I listened to jealous dogs manipulate him, assuming the worst…...Olivia Newton-John, Maggie Bear and Bette Midler had something to do with the brainwashing too. Aswell as the show ‘Insight’ – For some reason I had dogs on SBS, they got all the farmers wives in Gunnedah to hurtle abuse at me, not really sure what the point was. I’m guessing jealousy, (that is the typical underlying issue that concerns other women when it comes to me); about where I was living, I struck gold. That women who hosts, is quite nice, a female with commonsense, but easily manipulated same as everyone else. I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Dogs brain washing Steve Carter. Stupid fucking dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid fucking women, so fucking hopeless I can’t believe it. I have come to the realization that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS thing, she is friends with some of the girls I saw on that show. Jessica is the one who helped turn my tooth black, along with Gina Burn - trying to convince people I was on drugs – Major bullying going on in Gunnedah. Btw, I do not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school, nor Gina Burn? Both their sisters were in my year, neither were enemies in any way. Stupid dogs. But I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Stupid dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid women, so fucking evil, I can’t believe it. So, Steve Carter reckons he was making all the decisions! Ha! The only positive part of my eviction was that I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is a typical power tripping bully misogynist (that whole family is, and I have a NO BULLIES rule in my life, even though after I received the 3mnths notice letter from Heywood’s, I phoned Steve Carter to see if I could stay; all that work I had done, I was not about to give it up – I told him I was an excellent tenant who always paid my rent on due date, but he said no) I guess living somewhere slightly warmer is better too, because of my virus situation. Plus, I could leave the petty thievers behind -or so I thought, they are still stealing from me up here in QLD too (retailers follow me home). There was a mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, I am pretty sure the sales girl was incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman, - my family is fucked too) whenever there is a girl at the shop, I get ripped off by that shop. (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) I should mention – that ‘girl’ factor, that still happens now in 2021 at Gin Gin, if the ‘girl’ is there then they will not fix my sewing machine (had to throw it out ($1000 worth) will not treat me at the Dr’s (literally have to go elsewhere), heaps, 100’s now, of other examples I could mention. I do not know this evil girl – I do not know how those bimbo shop owners/receptionists could allow some evil girl in, to dictate what customers they can or cannot have? That girl needs to be severely fined. I think that girl must be from TV industry – those people are worshipped. And whenever I try to leave a review and mention this stupid blonde bimbo who has been “placed” in the shop to try and steal from me; my reviews get rejected from Google Maps. For some reason, staff on Google Maps do not want to admit that there is literally a blonde bimbo following me around stealing from me, they think it's “crazy”. I can assure you this stupid blonde bimbo is very very real (and yes, it is always a blonde – but not always the same one. The dogs are doing a “blonde” thing. They think they are funny. I'm trying to do something about their bullying ways, but Google are trying to pretend a part of life doesn't happen. (Could be organized by Google?? IT nerd problem?? – this would be something stupid they would do. "We want to talk about stupid blondes"} Admin people on Google Maps; you are stupid. {Apparently the one Google staff who is obsessed with me and deleting all my reviews, even if I create a different account, is black a “black bitch” I was in informed – yeeeah I’m sure.} I was also informed, they "insert" thieving stupid blondes, because they want me to "live in fear". Well you stupid little blondes, your plan has backfired. And how typical of a stupid blonde to come up with such a cockaninnie plan: you are stupid, you are thieves: go fuck yourselves. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. 10 Years of gardening in my Garden at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW 11. I spent a lot of time horseriding in my youth, I loved it. This is a photo of me on a horse at a riding school (if you could call it that) in Tamworth near Kootingal. It was more like ‘grab a horse and let’s go for a ride in the mountains’ !! it was great fun- that riding school knew how to live life. I miss riding. 12. Travelled twice in 30yrs - Travel sickness So basically, in the past 30 years I’ve only travelled twice, once to Port Douglas for my brother’s wedding, and once to Sydney, and both those times I got sick, and both of those times I believe it was a deliberate attack on me. In Cairns it was a girl outside my Thala hotel room where the air con was – pacing up and down for hrs, very suspicious {such stupidity outside?}. The other was in Sydney at Mount Annan gardens, those BOYS in black hanging around my car, again highly suspicious (read my Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan photo story). I feel it worth mentioning - there is truly an element of evil out there who know about the weakening affect that a virus has on a person’s immune, and it’s a big handicap if you have a virus in your body - it has to fight it, constantly weakening you. (Or stupid dogs who spit in peoples food do not know about the contamination factor (spitting in food is a problem in this country, after hearing many chef stories in my time, you would never eat out again, ever, if you knew). Other people are disgusting. I did travel to Melbourne in 2006 - I moved there for a very brief time for 3 months, and in that time, I did not get sick, so that’s something. It seems I have the stupid bimbos who are hung up on class, follow me around, if I travel for a holiday - I have them on my back, as they do not consider me worthy of having a holiday, and so follow me around and persecute me and try to make me sick, give me a virus – they can do it – BUT STILL STUPID, STUPID MENTALITY. Why I get picked on when I travel is an issue those perps will have to take up with God (seriously, take it up with God, it’s no good trying to exact revenge on someone when they don’t even know what you stupid issue is). Get a brain and start praying. Also, I have noted there are certain sectors of society who know what’s going on with me, and if those people are ever present whenever I go anywhere the dogs who hound me, skedaddle. I’m not entirely sure who those people are, maybe they’re just people of importance, in the right spot at the right time, because most dogs are revolting if they think no one is watching (they steal mainly). Newsflash, someone is always watching. BTW, one of the reasons I never go anywhere is because I have dogs that follow me around, and harass me, when I travel, again I think Cathy Goldman is behind it - rack off you stupid psycho dog (I think she rounds up anyone who has crossed my path, ever, and brings them along with herself to follow me on my trip, I am certain I saw her with at least 50 young girls when I was in Port Douglas, for my brother’s wedding). What is wrong with her? She belongs in jail. Thieving dogs. Go on your own goddam holiday. I’ve also noticed, if I go out for a day trip or a morning trip somewhere, like across to the nearest big city, or as I’ve moved to Queensland, I can drive over to the beach; I’m pretty sure I have seen my neighbours follow me, it’s very odd, they don’t actually approach or interact with me. They just follow me. When I visited Moore Park Beach once, instead of the typical empty beach, there were at least 20 people there, all just staring at me, one tried to steal a necklace from my bag, and one hissed at me. (! – that could have been a snake?) The last outing, to the local beach up here, I had at least 12 people follow me to this really remote and quiet alcove (on a Wednesday morning); it’s really unbearable to have people follow me like this wherever I go. Don’t they have anything better to do? Why would they think I would want their company - or at any rate, want someone watching me from afar? As they don’t usually bother interacting. Total perverts. I mean what’s wrong with them? Don’t they have any common sense in this area, or are they just so arrogant, that they think it’s fine, following some woman around? Someone told me it was politicians following me around, someone else told me it was just arseholes wanting to catch me in an unguarded moment, to try to humiliate me on camera. Someone else said it was Centrelink staff, or people who think anyone receiving any Centrelink payment, ought not be allowed to go anywhere. {Such stupid people; as if they have a say in where I go; so arrogant - anyone else who thinks that they have the right to tell me what to do in life, or where to go/ where not to go, is beyond stupid.} I have always thought it was the ‘dog network’. Anyway, who knows really what their motives, I have no idea why they would follow me around. But I hate it. It’s not like I’m famous or anything, maybe you would expect a famous actress or singer to be followed around. But even then, that behaviour is really quite absurd and certainly, I’m sure, it would be unwanted. It’s total uninvited, unsought, unasked for, uncalled for, unrequested, undemanded, not required, unprompted, unwelcome, condescending, antagonistic behaviour. After writing this, they still do it – everywhere I go. Also, I’ve noticed a pattern that goes on, hard to explain, but there’s a bit, then another bit, then there’s a big commotion! like a plane will go over, and cars hoon past. Or a boat and a plane and a helicopter, plus car revving….. car hooning, motorbikes hooning, sometimes verbal harassment. I am not going to explain anymore, it’s too tedious, plus I really usually have no idea why there is such a commotion. But stalker narcissism related. You know, if I do not do what you like, and since you never told me what you expected, then it you have only yourselves to blame. There is no point ‘sending in the dogs’. Repco, stop sending in the dogs. I don’t have extreme amounts of money to spend in your shop, deal with it. Such absurdity, and childish tantrums. What do they want, the perfect customer all the time – one who is a millionaire! It seems to me retailers have got some major control issues; why would you want to control me? We do not know each other, we’re not married, we have NO RELATIONSHIP at all – and as a result, you do not get a say in my life. (Just by the by, I would never tolerate such imbecile of childish nature in my life, – only a sucker would. You might want to stop after 2). It’s like I have to remember in the future to NOT start my day until 3PM, if I want to go out somewhere, in peace and quiet. When I was at cairns for my brother’s wedding, I went to a national park spot which was a creek with rapids and clear water – but it was so unbearable, because there were so many people, 100’s IF NOT 1000’S, in this beautiful pristine spot – RUINING IT. (I don’t believe related to me, just tourists, except for the dog there that yelled out at me as I walked past, quite typical at this point in my life – surprised there was no food – just water!!). There are too many people in this world already. Also, if there is no prospect of ever owing your own home (read below HOPE), or no prospect of travelling, then, what exactly is the point of working for some rich dick with a bunch of stupid bully bitches in the work place? Come on, tell me? {Since I put this in, they increased rents, so a home loan is now cheaper than the cheapest rent option, but TOO LATE.} Possibly older girls in that girl Wainberg’s year stalking me? (If this is true, talk about an unhealthy obsession. And, it’s not like I feed them! You know, like stray cats. This reminds me of this little story; I noticed when I think about myself, and conjure up an image in my mind, I often imagine myself as I once looked when I was 18, that is, in a slim trim and ‘the beauty of youth’ way, I no longer look like this at all, (approaching 50), but yet I still imagine that tight little butt, with hardly any fat!! Quite different to the reality of what my butt looks like now! J - It’s just a harmless, positive wishful thinking way of thinking, I guess! But I notice with women, like the above mentioned, this is what they do when they think of themselves, and their personality and their nature, they think they are someone really good and just, without any flaws, dysfunction or biases. They don’t know, they can’t see, their own dysfunction. Like these girls following me around trying to play God - this is a major dysfunction. WAKE UP. I am also fairly sure, those girls, not only steal from me literally, but they steal buying ‘opportunities’, like, things that I see advertised, like specials, at the supermarket, or eBay bids, they swoop in and buy before I get a chance, if there’s something I want I never win, there’s always some rich person who wants to beat me? {This was before when I was living at Rangari and not banned from ebay at that point}. But I think they still do it; aswell if I note some product is really good, or on sale, and has been for several months, as soon as I see it, suddenly it goes, again before I get a chance to purchase. ANNOYING Oh, I just remembered, I also drove over to Coffs Harbour in 2005, it’s only 4 hours from Gunnedah. I stayed in a shack holiday house in the forest. I took my four cats. I visited a Butterfly sanctuary and I went snorkelling, it was still tremendous - it was the middle of winter and the water was freezing, but I didn’t get sick (this was pre-initial virus). It was a memorable weekend. Rosey ran away into to forest (Norwegian Forest Cat) I had to stay another night! Well, if I must. I think the dogs tried to gain entrance with owner of shack holiday house, but failed (they don’t usually fail, hence my blog, so, this situation, I had a lovely time, no dogs no sabotages, nothing went wrong. AMAZING. More beeping outside as I write. Also, when I worked briefly as a live-in nanny, we all travelled to Port Douglas, no dogs there then (oh wait, there was, at the hotel restaurant, a girl stole my buffet dinner plate full of food while I was in the bathroom). Thieving dogs – that girl would have snuck in to the fancy hotel restaurant, and just helped herself to my food. Thieving scum. Those hotel people were happy to have her; she must have been pretty. I would have given her the boot. I find it extraordinary how pretty much All other people, think it's perfectly fine for thieving stupid skanky bimbos, to steal from me. Well, it's not, and you thinking it's okay, makes you guilty, just like the thief, and like that stupid thief; you’re going to have to pay eventually too.} Before 30 years ago, after I finished my Associate Diploma, worked a couple of years, I went to a friend’s house for a holiday who lived in Hongkong. Ofcourse there was no internet back then, and so travelling when so young is kind of wasted. But I do feel Travel in general is way overrated, (a lot of desperate people in the industry trying to push it, trying to get as much money out of you as possible). Better off spending money on some good house features. Actually, I don’t really recommend travel for anyone under the age of 40 either, particularly girls. Even if you’re not on your own and with a friend or a group you’re still going to have people steal from you, according to YouTube there are absolute professionals thieves out there now, there is a whole industry of people who steal from tourists. Pickpocketer are rife in Europe, particular France, because the police there take a ‘soft approach’ with pickpocketer, who are mainly young stupid girls. I have enough problems with people stealing from me in my own home town, so travelling would be a huge problem with me. I saw on YouTube, some Chinese guy travelling in Italy, he had a body cam on whilst travelling through the subway, and he caught a whole family working together to steal from him and his family, and he managed to break one of the thieving girls finger! So, hooray for him! 13. Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends No one tells you at school that there’s going to be girls who follow you around and try to eavesdrop on your conversations, with your friends and family. They are desperate for ideas, they want to know everything that young people are into, what their interests are, what they want to talk about. In fact, I would say it’s more about those two things, than even what they’re spending habits are. Which is why I think it’s radio related - people from the radio industry are desperate for ideas to talk about. Anything that comes out of your mouth, they grab hold off, like parasites. So, not only do you have to be mindful of people “purvin” on what you say, but you can actually be quite influential, so you have to be careful about that too. You have people watching you all the time, well, I did. I remember specifically on the train home from Fashion school, at Tafe, at Hornsby, all along the North Shore, against peak time, so there were not many people in the carriages, I frequently had youngish girls follow me, and if I were travelling with someone, like a friend from Tafe, then those girls would sit right next to us, in the empty carriage for the sole point of eavesdropping on our conversation – I mean they were totally obsessed with me. Very odd, you know, I am a normal healthy thinking person, surely, we are not that unique? I mean I know I have met my fair-share of bimbos in my life, but it can’t be that rare, that you would follow a seemingly interesting person and hang on every word they said? Then they copy everything, they copy everything, they have no common sense. They also don’t tell you at school, if the dogs steal from you, then later, after they have stolen from you, there are packs of people, (women) who work together, to come up with a plan to try and disrespect you, inorder to protect themselves against any accusations that you might make; so, you lose credibility. A plot against your credibility. (What do you think metal health units are for? – I can asure you, it is this sole point, of dicrediblity.) I am adding to this story; After my neighbour left today (April 2022) on his blue Superbike, a huge retrofitted Harley Davidson. When another neighbour down a bit, had someone turn up at her place, with a purple superbike Harley Davidson; it was like they were copping my neighbour – they wanted to show off their bike too!! Also, the blonde daughter in a show I am watching this easter (Start Up) looks like that “short blonde bimbo” I am always raving about who follows me around and steals from me. Just a feeling. (Excellent show) 14. Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) When I was 18, I moved to Sydney to start my study then working career in the fashion industry. As a young single girl on minimum wage there was not much hope in actually being able to afford to buy a house. Housing was very expensive then, and still is. Banks are reluctant to give young single ladies any kind of loan, (I recall at 25yrs, CBA even rejected my small car loan, – but Nissan Finance saved me, but at twice the bank rate). So, after another 5 years, I realized buying a house was out of the question, and thus the whole point of working became a moot point. {This would have only been overcome by getting a home loan as soon as you got your first job.} So, with no hope of obtaining my own home, I packed up and moved to the country, where I was happy enough with not much money and renting a cheap old farmhouse. Which was easy to do back then, - there were plenty of farmhouses to choose from. Unfortunatly, due to all those farmers I knew growing up who had multiple quadruple quintuple kids, suddenly in 2018 there were no more farmhouses (not only farmhouses) but no houses left at all to rent in Gunnedah, NONE. Now, as I had worked out, as long as I took a cheap rental at no more than $150/week, then this would be a good alternative to buying a house, affordability wise, it would be cheaper to rent (mainly due to greedy over-priced council rates, who want all the money to spend on unnecessary road works, to keep young hopeless men employed, - never ending dog cycle). Unfortunately, life is different when you get older, you actually need a house for security, and freedom from stupid twit landlords. Times have slightly changed, (but banks still won't give single ladies a home loan) But, the gov will, under the First Home Loan Deposit Scheme, plus there is a Grant, (rules apply, but if you work full time, you’re in luck – you should do this if you have just started working at age 20 or so, no point wasting your money on rent. NONE; rent is for naive suckers, NO, rent is for VICTIMS). Personally, I am really not sure what my parents were thinking, when they sent me down to Sydney to start paying those high rents (perhaps not thinking at all). But. no hard feelings. As we have internet now with real estate sites, people can search and see housing prices across all of Australia. I was inspired to write this story because now even young people without any money or any hope can look at this app, especially when they are young to determine what kind of lifestyle they want, how much money will they need to buy a house, what’s the minimum amount they will need, this hope was unavailable when I was 18. (a lot of kids have parents who will put down a deposit for them (some buy them a house on their 18th) – you should pressure your parents, as they should not have had kids if they can’t afford at least a deposit for you, they have to provide hope, in my opinion. Too late for me at age 48, (too late gov, even though rental prices are more expensive than mortgage repayments). But not too late if you’re just starting out in the work place at 20. I encourage all young girls to get this app and start looking! It will give them hope and a goal. (You do have to be careful of outsource parties, who have application process onsite: if you’ve ever had a dispute with a landlord, then the application won’t go through on ANY other listings that you apply for - which is completely unfair, and basically discriminatory. This is why you need your own home, because you get discriminated against as a renter. IT’S THE MAIN REASON ACTUALLY. And Rental real estate girls are young, and the worst. Landlords are greedy arsholes, you will inevitably have problems with them if you’re a single lady – they can’t but help OVERSTEP the boundary. They are useless and weak. Note, in 2024 I had extreme problems using realestate.com, they refused all my 40 applications based on my income, “not enough” for even the cheapest rental in Australia. Can you believe that, and what a waste of time putting in applications with all their privacy abuses – wanting to know ALL my financial information, salaries, any other incomes… past residences up to 7yrs for one of them, acquaintances, landlords, references – they are truly tyrannically evil. Since I am low income, it is not too much for me to give up my financial information, all 40 real estates who requested it! (infact it has saved me several times from the stupid little bimbos who work there – see, I have little money, no point following me for the point of stealing….) anyway, but I imagine if you are wealthy, being forced to give them this info would be a total privacy outrage – I would encourage you to forge information if this is the case, - as it is NONE OF THEIR FUCKING BUSINESS – who do they think they are the tax office!! I resorted to putting a poster up at my local supermarket for ‘rental wanted’, lucky I got a reply, otherwise I would be sleeping on the beach. You cannot trust .com or real estates in Australia. Although I suspect the reason I have my new good place is not about me, it is about my landlord; there's something he needs to know, something along the lines of my "stolen pliers story" - in fact, exactly the same issue: old man over the age of 50 with certain types of personalities, they are completely blind. I'm not a man worshipper, I'm not going to worship you. I'm respectful, and polite. But that is the extent of my 'man worshipping' - you're just going have to deal with that old men, and stop taking your "I want to be God and worshipped" frustrations, out on single ladies. The ones in this area also use fear tactics. LOL! If you do not have a deposit for a home loan when you start working, you really have to live at home with your parents in order to save for at least that. And, I have heard about parents charging their young kids rent – OMG, only a total tight-fisted, stingy, selfish cretin would charge their kids rent. If your parents are charging you rent, you should probably move out anyway, as you would be better off without such anti-love in your life {fair enough if you all want to work out food bills, but rent, no way, those parents ought to be hung. The family home is meant to be a safe place, and as a parent if you have not given your child enough skills to be independent, you will have to endure them at home. YOUR FAULT. Not to mention any money for other accommodations.} Oh, and you can’t study at uni/Tafe if your home life isn’t happy, you need somewhere safe and comfortable, so you can concentrate on studying, and not have to worry about thieving flatmates, or high rents, and all the other problems associated with being a young single person with no money, I mean you really have to eliminate all other problems from your life, so you can take studying, and a career seriously. I know I did this when I started my first job, but really you have to start at college too! Parties are way over-rated, not that I was a party person, but study is not just ‘something to do’. And you certainly can’t be going through any medical situations either. Btw, a young 20-year-old girl just out of college on her own has got no chance of succeeding, you are way too much of an open book and you’ll be taken advantage of at every turn, and there are forces at play trying to stop you, they hate women in power. Apparently its ‘political’ and there are old men, in power, who drive around and try to muck things up for unmarried women, or women who are banded together, as there is a strength in women uniting, certain men can’t stand it – they can’t stand that strength. (All other issues about retarded (retarded as in socially inadequate) men who follow single ladies around too). Maybe I would suggest to find someone at college you can trust, team up and go into business together, but having said that, really the whole marketplace is organised already, it’s like one great big crime network, and the big players destroy the small players, so they can make more and more, and more…. the whole workplace is dominated by the biggest bullies on the block. So new starters really don’t have much of a chance, well, not unless you’re really savvy, and have a lot of savvy older help. So, if you are on your own, without friends and allies, you will not succeed. I wish someone had told me about all the obstacles. I felt it was a case of the blind leading the blind when I was younger. I attended Fashion School, and learnt the basics, but hands on experience by a competent mentor in the workplace, would have been good too (actually getting a competent person would be hard) BUT I recall one helpful teacher stating, young girls make plenty of common mistakes when they are starting out, and it is better to make those mistakes on someone else’s’ dime, rather than on your own in a new business!! Lol, it’s true, very true, plus it is so nice to get that first ever pay check at the end of the first week. And again, I will state here, they, as in high school and higher education, do not teach about pay/conditions/overtime/super/holiday/your rights/minimum wage/ salaries etc etc (SHAMEFUL). Managing money. Also btw, that first job I got after graduating from my Associate Diploma Course, was at Bonds. And, that company was the only one, of two employers who actually paid my super in that 10yr period of working in the Fashion Industry. But I was still very much underpaid at this job, as a 20-year-old girl compared to the young 20-year-old boys who worked there (they got an extra $200/week more than my wage, and they did not have a 2yr associate diploma). Also, I was a very conscientious worker, I worked quite hard, I didn’t ever stand around chitchatting like most of the other girls did. I was told I was the only one that actually got any work done in that Sample room! But actually, it was a little bit of a hindrance, being so diligent, because it is expected, in a workplace full of women, to undergo a specific amount of chitchat, it’s like a required social rule. (I have never been big on social norms, ‘norms’ are for coward sheep types) Just sidebar; I recall at school noticing how ‘sheep like’ all the girls were, it used to ‘incense me’,- you don’t all have to wear liberty shirts and do your hair in a big poofs (the ‘tucked pony tail!’) And when I started using Sydney Gregory’s, I noticed so many street names and towns were named after ones in England – it’s like back in the day, they were so fearful of being creative of any sort, like thinking up a new name! Or the Sydney Art Gallery, it was based on the famous Pushkin Museum in Moscow, practically identical front fascard! So, I can see, as I get older, that we’ve actually evolved along the way, compared to how we were back at the dawn of settlement time. But really this area is a total coward area. And if you read my “Designs to match Personalities”, you can see it is something that I also struggle with a bit. I felt I did everything right in order to make a career and money, but it wasn’t really the work that proved to be hard in the workplace, the impossible thing is dealing with bimbo bully dogs, actually they make it really difficult and impossible for my personality type. And it’s pointless staying in such a situation where bullying and female exclusion games exist (not to mention toilet attacks in the bathroom). In the end I felt for my own health, my mental health, and physical health, I would most definitely have to leave the workplace and I did. And it was the best decision I ever made. As I was able to start up a little business on my own which worked out well enough albeit short in the whole cash area. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace. DOGS. {Someone mentioned to me that this is society’s motto (based on Darwin’s theory) of ‘survival of the fittest’ – she pointed out to me, if we allow this to be the case in society we would end up with a dog bully work place only, with no diversity, creativity or intelligence. So true. Update in 2022; the cost of rent has soared and it is now cheaper to pay a home loan repayment on a cheap house or unit, than the cheapest rentals on market – by half, which means I would have half my supposed rent left over at the end of the month, if I was paying a home loan instead (which would go towards rates). So, it is absurd to continue to pay rent. I found a cheap unit (seek and ye shall find), and contacted the bank. They said even though I have my own business, since I’m supplemented with a Centrelink payment, they would not give me the loan, they won’t even look at any other factors like my ability to pay rent of twice the price of home loan repayment. She said they think anyone who is on that payment, is irresponsible. Such irony, as the bloody bank call girl put me on hold for an hour and passed me back and forth from bank department to department. Who’s irresponsible? CBA female staffers. So, a young girl needs to know, if she has a job secured, she should be able to secure a low home loan, under $150,000, well that’s how it is now, but when I was young it was NOT this way, and who knows what it will be like in the future, but buying even a really crappy house under $100,000, beats renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving…….. It is worth securing yourself a job when you’re 18 and securing a home loan, even if you become unemployed later, you will still be able to pay the monthly repayments, but you will not be able to secure a home loan then. It will probably help if you parents go guarantor for you if your only 18. It is worth knowing this and acting on it, renting has HUGE social and physical negative impacts, I believe renting is actually life debilitating, as in, you will have a reduced life, if you're not a homeowner. You might think that's a bit extreme, but I have many examples to proof my point, from mouldy rentals, smoky rentals, asbestos rentals, toxic poison rentals, bad neighbourhood rentals; I have talked on my blog about them all, but I can give you a quick example here; medical researchers believe that 4x 20-minute saunas per week, will actually prolong your life by 66%! But if you rent, you cannot get a sauna, -so expect to die before all the home owners! For me personally, I feel basically there was no hope when I was 18, and still no hope nearing age 50 for proper home. Least at this latest address I find myself at, it is a good one finally – it has a new floor, and plenty of water and privacy, albeit, still there is thieving, and I have to be totally nazi about locking everything all the time. {in 2025 they have come up with portable steam tents, I have fashioned my own relaxi sauna:} 15. 3 bimbos who shoplifted from me when I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. They had; one girl to distract the shopkeeper (which was me) one girl to keep a look out at the door for any oncoming customers, and the other girl would do the actual stealing with a big bag, this is how they worked, all 3 girls in cahoots together, all 3 girls were relatively tall (not petite either), pretty and blonde, and they had their routine down to a tee, specifically targeting young retailers who don’t know about the girls who shoplift together like this, as a pack. Which is another reason why I’m putting it here; all young girls who work in the retail sector should be advised that people will try and steal from you, and this is how they do it (one of the ways, plus you need to discuss a plan with the manager of what do to in such a situation). Although I believe I was specifically targeted in this situation because they were under the impression that a girl from my school was in cahoots with me to shoplift (of course this is completely untrue, but I am of the understanding that the other girl did shoplift on a regular basis and she used me (as well as other girls she befriended), used as a distraction, so she could steal. I just I didn’t know about it and I wasn’t in on her little evil plan. Or, it could just have been a coincidence, but I don’t think so, knowing the way women work – their stupidity (it could have been monkeys on my back, trying to “teach me a lesson” ? So those 3 tall blonde girls, are a part of a bigger network of petty crime in Australia, acting in ‘return retaliation’ under their bizarre philosophy of what goes around comes around, and want to take matters into their own hands by playing God, and trying to recreate justice and to teach their victims a lesson (power tripping) and that’s why I called them bimbos, especially because anyone who steals is a bimbo. But stealing to teach someone a lesson for stealing, when that person was not the guilty party, (because the perpetrators had jumped to conclusions or listen to bitchy bimbo rumour and gossip) is just stupid. STUPID WOMEN. The older I get, the more unbelievable it is, to see how stupid a typical woman really is. Btw, I don’t know whether other young girls were as naive as me when it comes to petty theft. I mean I grew up in the country, on a farm, and there was no stealing in our rural life ever, nor in Gunnedah; we never experienced theft, we never talked about it, we never witnessed theft, we never heard about theft in the community, our friends never stole anything when they came round, or at large parties or social gatherings in the neighbourhood/community. We could leave our windows open all night, all day, not lock the doors either. It just wasn’t an issue AT ALL. Can you believe that? Here I am at age 48, trying to tell people about the biggest bane in my life, and you know what, its theft - petty theft by petty small minded petty (stupid) people, mostly women. Maybe girls in the city are used to this kind of behaviour. Maybe it’s the norm for girls and their friends to steal from each other, or for everyone who lives in Sydney, when they see an opportunity to steal, DO IT? It’s like they have no morals - no moral compass. I strongly suspect after I moved to Sydney when I was 18, I had women who stole from me then, and who proceeded to follow me around for, so far, the rest of my life, and have stolen from me, on a regular basis - it’s what they do, a full time for a job of petty theft. And I don’t think it’s just me they steal from, they see who I speak to, when they follow me, my family my friends, and they try to steal from them as well. I believe Tomas’s, (little brother), bike may have been stolen by exactly one of those female dogs. Actually, I recall now, as a child, I noticed this; our family, our friends, all the other young kids I knew, well, we were a certain way, with one another. Our behaviour was respectful, and this attitude was across the board, as in across all of our peers, all the varying socio-economic factors in Gunnedah. But when we got together with my cousin, who went to school in Sydney, - the inner-city suburbs, he had different standard of behaviour and respect. I really noticed it. While we got on very well, he was generally good natured, we spent many hrs together playing, and he was a smart little kid. But he had this kind of streak, kind of a bit like a ‘street tough bitch’, with that bitchyness really coming across, the older we got, the bitchier there was. It was like he had been hanging out with a lot of bitches. The kids in the country, were, way more ‘laid-back’ and good-natured. Less fight. Which proved to be a HUGE problem when I moved to Pendle Hill in Western Sydney and worked at Bonds when I was 19. Not just Sydney bullies, but Western Suburbs bullies, whole other class unto themselves of bullies. I make no apologies for having been respectful and nice. Just an observation. And you know, if a young girl notices something like this, then you can be sure it’s actually going to be even a bigger issue in Australia. Although I was later advised via telly, that my cousin played water polo, and that’s where he learnt ‘street tough bitch’ – apparently, they are quite sneaky and violent under the water, out of the public view. Lol. Actually I think I've mentioned this somewhere before, but gone; my cousin wanted to be a lawyer, all the while, while we were growing up he said he's going to grow up and be a rich lawyer. When he did the HSC, he got 99.7%, so he's pretty smart. But that wasn't smart enough to get into law school. He could either wait 3 years and apply as mature age student, or do something else. I don't know what the cut-off % for a lawyer is, but I'm thinking now, like 99.7: I'm pretty sure that would be smart enough to be a lawyer. I'm thinking, the cut-off rule, was just made up - it just smells like a dog rule to me, a personal one for him, because the powers that be did not want him to be a lawyer? At first I thought this is probably because he is “good natured”, and ultimately to be a lawyer you really need to have a more of a killer instinct - the lawyers that I have encountered have been truly revolting people, so it's definitely true. Lol But then of course, no, the real real real reason was because dogs don't want me to have a lawyer in my family; because I could do some serious damage with a lawyer! Oh, Seb met, oh, no, didn't even meet him, he just heard of one of dad's friends who worked in advertising (?) when we were at school, and it just kind of stuck in his head that he could go down that path - so he did. I have since moved away from the Gunnedah community, and have lived in a few different places in Queensland. One of them in particular was quite remote, those parents have chosen to raise their kids in a situation that is well out of mainstream society, and after my encounters with them, I really wonder how those parents can expect their kids to leave home at 18 and survive in mainstream society, with so much competition, and better understanding of how the world works, out there? I can understand why there are so many problems and dysfunctions for people in their 20’s, but it is an easy one to prevent, rather than try to fix the dysfunctions afterwards. I guess it comes down to “bumbling parents”. After writing this, I felt I could definitely relate. This is kind of the way my parents raised us all, and I was expected to thrive in Sydney, after such a pleasant easy childhood. But I had a few advantages that kids in those other areas don’t have. You know, it is a little strange that those thieving bimbos, have chosen someone who doesn’t really have much money, or much in value - you would think if you’re going to all the bother of stealing from someone, they would actually choose a wealthy victim, so as to have something worthy to steal. I mean all the crap that they’ve stolen from me - crap crap crap, that’s what it’s been, crap. (That would come down to stupidity). So, the reason why thieves are thieves, is because of their bimbo mother. It is only their mother who is to blame for someone who steals. The way they have been raised, without any morals or ethics. Hopeless Australian Bimbo mothers. Btw, there comes a point in a thief’s life where they can continue to disparage their mothers name by continuing to steal, or they realize they can choose – so if you see someone in their 30’s or even 40’s who is still stealing – well, they should be shot for sure, STUPID. Btw, I did see Heath Barwick in Gunnedah, when I was 18 steal from one of the Carr boys, then in retaliation one of them tried to steal his plants. But that’s it, no stealing growing up. Heath Barwick belongs in jail. I do not believe he has been convicted of any crime yet. And, I have to add, when it comes to retailers now, 20 years after I witnessed those 3 blonde bimbos, is it is now the opposite, with retailers stealing from me, not just 1 or 2, like it started off, but ALL - if there is a woman working behind the counter – then they steal, try to, all of them – such untrustworthy nature most women have – they are disgusting, I feel like I am living on an alien planet. 16. The bizarre, dirty phenomena of following other people I have come to the realisation that a LOT OF PEOPLE think it’s okay to just follow someone without their knowledge. Not only as an adult, but as a child I was followed too, (well once, that I was aware of as a child – Mr Brown – but if I saw one person, who’s to say they weren’t others that I did not see.) And followed often not only all day, but for several days, and no matter where I went; out to friends, up to a different country town, into the supermarket, just wherever I went. A lot were NOT following me as a sexual predator but as a NOSY CONTROL FREAK, wanting to know exactly what was going on in my life, who I spoke with, who were my friends and family. I find it really bizarre how people think that this behaviour is okay, people of all sorts too, not only young people in their 20’s, but I once saw a father of 2, where I nannied, and plenty of young girls in their 20’s – I don’t know what to call them, dogs or sheep? so strange; because it was so prevalent in my young adult hood, and has been so prevalent all my adult life - and still is so prevalent even in middle age, not so much now, but still. It’s not okay for you to follow me you idiots; mind your own goddam business, you do not need to know everything about me, and who I speak with. Show some restraint. Show some dignity. (Allways bare in mind - I took to very important people!). I know I would never follow someone around. I have never followed someone around, ever. Not a friend nor a complete stranger. It’s just a ridiculous concept, you may as well be declaring to the world “well I don’t like my life, I have nothing else better to do, I can’t think for myself, I have such low self-esteem and I’m such a weak person, and this person doesn’t know I’m watching so that that makes me feel powerful, special and important; to perve on their life, without their permission." It is as dirty as a toilet. Could it be toilet related? Read my Life Stories bit, you’ll see what I’m referring to! Bidet from eBay (I had a photo of my charming ‘loo’ with wooden seat and Bidet, but I will refrain from putting here, especially as I am trying to reduce file size! It was $30 – so clean! Go Australia, get one!! -and no tree cut downs NO toilet paper (can also use a handheld bidet on a Compost Loo, saving water). Quick Bidet Review! Should I choose handheld or should I choose underseat bidet? Well at first I opted for the underseat bidet, and for five years, I used that quite happily. I wanted to put another one on, at my next address, but was unable to, because it was a compost loo. So I opted for a handheld. Only a little bit of plumbing skills required for connection to under sink coldwater pipe. When I have to relocate again, I wouldn’t go back to the underseat, because the handheld has a lot more pressure, and control. Plus the underseat one is a little more complicated to clean, taking a little bit more time and effort. And that’s my expert opinion! First photo; 17. Me, off to beach xmas 2021 - I love the beach, Moore Park Beach, whilst living at Gin Gin Next photo is of the Gin Gin Bakery, along the lines of NAME AND SHAME; 18. The “RobinHood Game” This has happened to me a few times; (as in 100’s) other customers in the shop getting free food or items -they don’t have to pay, and when I check my receipts, I can see my bill has been overcharged, they do it deliberately to give their friends free food. So, it’s not exactly the traditional RobinHood story, it’s a warped female interpretation of that story {actually turning out to be the opposite of the RobinHood story} -it’s a little girl retailer game, ABC radio encourages it – as it amuses them. I feel those stupid girls need to be told what would happen if it were up to me. Now I’m just going to tell you what happened, I don’t know any of the names at bakery, so I’m not going to name names. I believe if I did name names, I would have to also add “this is my suspicion, it’s not a conviction” just making my statement legal and not slander. I have looked into it, because I have received 6 complaints via my landlord; for some reason she says she is getting complaints against me, (turns out she was a liar), rather than myself receiving any - I certainly haven’t received any complaints. I’m not sure what’s wrong with my landlord and why she doesn’t tell those possibly imaginary people to bugger off, or take it up with me - but that’s her business. {So, it is pointless taking me to court to try and get me to remove this, because I will not be removing it, it’s essential to doing something about it - if you didn’t want me to write this up you shouldn’t have stolen from me. (It has been deleted several times, then I reupload it – other people tell me if it’s been stolen J)} So, in the above photo, the sales girl in pink gave that girl with the tawny long hair/blue jeans a free coffee, and the sales girl in black overcharged me. I was forced to purchase from here due to a new credit card - bank needs atm or eftpos first transaction, otherwise I would purchase these at supermarket, as basically all retailer boutique shops do it, well, a lot. I try to avoid them – they all need a whipping. BTW, that girl in blue jeans is really rich. Bimbo thieves. It is a ‘opposite interpretation’ of the RobinHood fairy tale. (In the fairy tale, the blue jeans would be poor, not the other way around). The old man butcher at Gunnedah Butcher did it too, (no conviction), the girls at mitre 10 Bundaberg did it, (no conviction), Bundaberg Northsides Produce Agricultural service, tried to do it - heaps of other shops have done it, including medical business – they steal my appointments from my care plan, then charge me, when it should be free - Bundaberg Physio (Crofton St - Cody Amos) Bundaberg Podiatry – Taylor Tatarelli, Gin Gin Chiro, Sarina family clinic……. Anyway, there is not too much I can do regarding the medical ones, and I’ve never really paid too much attention instore, only note later, I have been over charged. But since I now wear a camera, I can see what goes on, -see the DOG NETWORK in action, plus I am low income, I do not have spare money for fake bimbo charity cases. Goddamn thieves; I recommend buying everything from the supermarkets. (Since I starting wearing a body came to shops, I have caught 2 people stealing from and I have caught 2 people behaving oddly, and that was only in the first 2 mnths of me wearing a camera). Such a big problem, is retailers stealing from customers. I’m happy to sacrifice not ever going to this bakery again, even though it’s the only bakery within a 50km radius - in order to expose the little thief network. And by the way, before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a public forum, and I was blowing the whistle on certain companies who do dodgy things, can’t remember exactly what I was talking about now, maybe it was the so-called volunteer scheme, where they ask volunteers to work for them - it’s a scam - you shouldn’t volunteer for anyone, your time is more valuable than nothing, and those employers know that you’re a sucker with a good nature. Anyway, basically the conversations that proceeded that was about me implying, “that girl is never going to get a job in Bundaberg ever”, implying that most businesses in Bundaberg are dodgy and do dodgy things just like that business I was referring to. So, it seems to me that most people are too cowardly to name and shame these injustices, for fear of being unemployed, such is the bully nature of Australia. So, it is important for people who can stand up to those bullies to do so, as they are numbered. My duty. By the way that girl in the photo, totally looks like my cousin Stephanie Bone. Although I am pretty sure it is not, as Stephanie has shorter hair; {“we can see what those retailer bitchy girl thieves do, and we’ll help show you” – there are some women who do this.} But I have noticed if I’m ever out and about in the quiet, of about 6 o’clock in the morning, I often see someone from my past or someone who is the current ‘flavour of the month’, or someone I have been wanting to call, or just someone I have been thinking about lately. It’s like someone goes and gets them from their life, in whatever state or town, picks them up and drops them down to ‘present’ them in front of me in this kind of manner, ‘people smuggling’ - so I might recognise them or I might not! They NEVER speak to me. And usually, I am bad at recognizing anyone, my facial recognition skills are near non-existant, but in retrospect, later I might see them, as I think about the day and my encounters. I have a bodycam now! So, I suspect whoever is going and getting those people, on such a regular basis, and over many years now; this is a paid job for her, it is her livelihood. So, whoever is sabotaging and stealing from me, I suspect, is most likely this person, because they can make money from it. And who’s paying for this transport? why would they be paying and wasting money in travel? I feel like this is an intrusion of my life, of my privacy. And I feel the people they go and get, just want to play judge and jury. I suspect those people have been transported by plane, as I’ve stated before I have planes harassing me quite regularly, especially at Rangari, but now a little again up here in QLD. I have a message for that people smuggler, if I wanted to see someone, I would contact them and ask them to come up here. If I don’t do that, then it means that I pretty much don’t want to see anyone. And since I’ve previously stated I find most people disrespectful, rude and threatened by me, this means that I don’t want to see anyone, at all times (even the good ones). Comprehende (stop getting famous people too; what exactly do they want?). You know, not everybody wants to meet and greet their favourite celebrities! And btw, just because we don’t want to, does not mean we secretly hate you – it’s not personal J! And btw, I haven’t spoken to any of my family in over 20 years, except my uncle, and Stephanie / Gwenda. I sometimes call and email Chris, because I need a reference for rentals, and he’s a retired magistrate with common-sense (very smart), he should be a good ref (you would think) {Btw, I really find the whole reference thing completely pointless, you can never possibly get an understanding of someone from someone else’s bias reference. I’m a little outraged by rental girls demanding up to 5 references, for low-income housing, who the hell do they think they are?}. I suggest to them if they want to know anything about me, they should speak to me directly (or read my blog!). Actually, I have a wild theory about why they wanted 5, I think that one rental girl demanded 5, specifically so someone could go and ‘people smuggle’ 5 people?? The Real Estate was Nutrien Harcourts McCathies Ayr real-estate. She wanted to give a free holiday to 5 people, she wanted to be some sort of ‘free hero holiday giver’. I certainly never spoke to those 5 people, and infact only 1 of them bothered to reply to me. They are all busy people, too busy to bother about young rental girls and references. I can’t believe how disrespectful rental real estate girls are. Possibly Telstra putting my calls through to other people again? The reason I have come up with this wild theory, is I spoke to that rental girl Louise Aguirre, twice, both times I was told it was the same person, Louise Aguirre, but I can assure you, it was not. I spoke to 2 different people, with 2 very different voices. So really, I can only speculate what’s going on. The first girl I spoke to was REVOLTING, I suspect she was from Telstra? See, evil plot to make me appear nuts. I assure you I am not. Btw, my sister Penny, who I have had no contact with since Dad died, (when the cats away the mice will play” thing (she went to a catholic school), did email me out of the blue a few years ago, because someone from Facebook had contacted her and tried to manipulate her, stating “your sister needs serious help”, that person was a bully from Agnes Water, and most likely the guilty person who was stealing from me and sabotaging me (Der, how can she be so easily manipulated? So easily fooled by the dogs?) And so, I did email her back and tell her she was a manipulated fool. That’s it with my family, little contact. Quite typical for adult families, so I have been told. The last image above, is not uploaded yet. I did have a photo of my jack , but again, not neccessary; 19. Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to Decorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots?? My next little story has been deleted numerous times, and I have had to rewrite it again, and again!; 20. Hay bimbo Nazi heads This is also along the lines of “saying it like it is”, in the hopes that it will stop (seems to work for some unknown reason) Okay so this is sometimes what happens, it’s been happening for some years in retrospect. I have these girls that follow me around when I am out and about. And when I stop at someone’s place (probably happens everywhere I go, but I only started to noticed it when I’m at somewhere remote like on a farm, - and as I leave there’s always some girls waiting in a car just down the road, with engine running, and I suspect what they do is go in and see the person after I’ve left. (in fact sometimes, they come in before and interrupt me -that’s happened a few times, come to think of it) and they kind of like ‘play sides’ I call them “the dogs that play sides”, so that the next time I speak to the farmer/person, they suddenly are really rude and disrespectful in some way, like for instance, I went to collect some Hay from Scott Warren, the guy was nice and friendly, we had a chat, the neighbour was burning his cane, we were looking at it -quite spectacular, he gave me an extra bale of Hay; 4 for the price of 3. And that was it, I left. – I saw as I was leaving, just parked down the road from his farm, on the dirt road, guess what, a car with girls in it, just sitting there, engine running. So, the following year I was looking for his Hay sign that he puts out, finally I saw the sign, so I drove down there, he’s about 10k’s out of Gin Gin, and I get there and there’s no Hay at all - he wasted my time, and my petrol. And it would have been because of those dogs in that white car that previous time. BTW, I have no idea who those dogs are, I don’t know them, I don’t recognise any, they never speak to me, I have absolutely no association with them, they’re not friends they’re not enemies, they’re just nobodies (I guess they would be enemies now, to be behaving like stupid stalking harassing dogs - they could be NEGS girls, or most likely prostitutes?? - anyway, they have no business following me around, it’s a disgraceful form of bullying). So yeah, this is what happens to me frequently, it’s like deliberate sabotage, just because I’m ‘me’. Oh, I have mentioned before problems with an obsessed house mistress from school, harassing and stalking me, this is just the same thing, isn’t it, so it could be her Cathy Goldman – I have reported her to the police. And, BTW, last time I drove to Bundaberg I had some bimbo following me around in a ute with hay piled in it. This happened every so often in Gunnedah too, only it was a big truck piled high then. A hey sign. I’ve come up with a way to deal with these dogs and that’s by taking photos of them, they will run and scream if there’s a chance, they’ll be caught on camera it’s quite amazing how it works (that’s the dog’s gift – an uncanny sense of the moment before being caught in the act of harassment or bullying) btw, I have stated before if I catch a dog on camera behaving as a bully, I will instantly upload it to YouTube. I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on you Tube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change all the good movies too) there are editing geeks who want to save the ‘fair’ bimbo. I’m sure now that I’m fully conscious of what these dogs do, I‘ll remember many more incidents. I carry my camera with me at all times, but it is actually quite hard taking photos when your out and about (and busy) so often I use my phone to video what is going on, I wear it around my neck. One of my favourite plants is the Pig Face above in my garden at Rangari; 21. You’re not the Boss of Me – combating nazis So, I’ve just discovered another piece of writing that has been stolen, and that’s where I describe what condescending cocky people (bored twits) do when I go downtown. This problem I describe below is HUGE, a monumental issue for me that has an incredibly large impact on my life – reducing the quality of it significantly. Before I start with this bizarre little story, I want to show ‘recognized issue’ example: I’ve heard counsellors winge of the same phenomenon. They frequently get men in to see them, because their main anger/issue in life, is that they don’t have a girl/partner/wife, somebody, that they can boss around – So the fact of not having a girlfriend or wife, is NOT the issue, the issue is that they don’t have somebody that they can boss around AND CONTROL. (!!) (btw, I expect that’s the reason a lot of mothers have kids too, WRONG REASON) Plus, this particular female councillor said, they will actually try to ‘boss’ her around during the session, as like in, wishfully thinking she was a bimbo wife, or dogsbody. I might say to such person, hey start gardening, you can control that, plus reward yourself with a good garden and food - start cooking for yourself, or for other people; gives you complete and full control. Or get a dog! – but I have seen those woman who put their ‘trained dogs’ on show, you know, have them jumping through hoops and the like -MAN THOSE WOMEN ARE SICK – fully dysfunctional, but they and anyone paying money to see such a show, would have NO IDEA exactly how mentally retarded they are. Having said that, I have encounted a lot of bimbo women in my life, I have talked about it - the dogs go and get them deliberatley, so they can use them to manipulate while they ‘sleepy’, they show off. Like how I mentioned the Wainberg girl (dog), manipulated her sister that day in the park, same thing. I don’t know if they are getting these bims for her, so she can use them to have a go at me, or perhaps there is a whole spate of dogs in rotation? But I have encounted a lot of really clueless women in my time as a result of their trying to impress (impress someone?) with their manipulation tactics. So those men who are so adamant in trying to control a woman – go and find one of those bim types, they will need help in everything they do, you can save me in this manner by marrying all the bims! Lol! Lol (I see Casey Chambers is married now, thank goodness, same with that timber planter order guy in Mackay, which ever dog that was – so many now). Anyway, so, I have people in the street, total strangers to me – perhaps they are neighbours? Perhaps they are bored council workers? Perhaps they are old school girls? Perhaps they are all the sister/brothers of my friends?; who try to control me, as I am single. STUPID MORONS. And I say stupid morons, because that’s what it comes down to; an absolute total lack of respect for anyone else, thinking they are superior and can make the best decisions for somebody else. AS IF, AND SO OFFENSIVE, so condescending. And thinking that they know better than everyone, and therefore are entitled to boss around other people. The whole thing is vile and disgusting. Bimbo related, only someone who is stupid would do this to someone else. No compassion, no empathy, no morals - stupid. This is exactly where the whole nazi problem in Australia stems from, this exact phenomena, and it’s not just single men who do it, there are plenty of women to, married ones especially - honestly most women have no idea how stupid they are. Plus, I believe it is even an issue that kids too, they suffer from this phenomenon, due to their own nazi parents, they too, look for someone to try and control. So, a lot of people looking for someone to control, rather than looking for someone to love. So mixed up and dysfunctional, it is BIZARRE. BTW, wanting to have control is not a bad thing, but trying to control someone else, is the issue, especially a complete stranger, someone that does not ask you to interfere in their life at all – or gives you permission. NOT WITHOUT MY PERMSISSION. Control yourself. So, this is how they ‘passively aggressively’ try to control me. I’ve mentioned before I have people on phones doing signs (read my story about flash mobs pre flash mobs just below). So, if I go into a shop where they don’t think I should go, then they verbally shout out at me from across the street (out of sight) - harass me, or do something like start banging something really loudly, as in, like what a child would do throwing a tantrum. But if I go into a shop where they think it’s okay, like if I go into Vinnies, then that would be okay - going into Vinnies is ok, because I’m really poor, so I belong in Vinnies, and they don’t harass me. (Vinnies - it’s got to be a woman doing it) But if I try to go in a hardware shop, forget about it. And you wouldn’t believe what happens if I go to a doctor for some sort of medical problem (I did describe what happened one time when I was at Gin Gin medical Centre - stupid dogs, read my “Red Rubber fulcrum for physio” photo story) and I have written about it before when I walk past a restaurant or coffee shop – I always get verbally shouted at by unknown people if I venture too near the food place. Apparently, I am NOT allowed to eat out. ? {That would go back to when I was living in Hornsby; one time I felt like having some Chinese beef and onion stir fry , a craving. I went down to the Chinese take-out, and there was a family, husband, wife and a little boy sitting in the cafe. And they started talking about me and how I shouldn’t be there ordering food, it was quite strange. They all three were total strangers, I’ve never seen them before. I do not know them, I do not believe they knew me, why they were questioning where I was eating, I can only imagine it was because I was on my own. When most people when you see them out at a restaurant they’re not usually on their own - so this whole family couldn’t handle the fact that I was there ordering (not even eating) on my own. STUPID PEOPLE STUPID FAMILY. (There is the possibility that they are dogs from entertainment industry, knew I would be there, and so arranged an attack – a personal attack on me?? – like a coward) But, really and truly, this is the kind of bullshit that I have to live with every day, it has been this way ever since I can remember in my adult life. You might not think it's that bad; hearing someone just yell out verbally, out in public. But I can assure you, it is! It is akin to a dog barking at me out in public area, constantly, like obviously that person thinks that I shouldn't be there, and starts barking, like a territorial dog. It's REALLY OFFENSIVE, and it doesn't just happen at once or twice, it happens every single time I go near a food place! And if I say that that's what they're doing; being verbally aggressive and yelling out obscenities, then that's what they're doing!! Someone suggested that it's just because there's girls in the food places, laughing at me as I walk by, and I just think they're laughing at me, as in, a psychological problem! WELL NO, wrong completely. I'm aware of normal typical restaurant sounds thank you very much, I have no delusions about anything, and can see quite plainly what it is going on. If I say they're yelling out to me in aggressive manner like a dog barking, then that's what they're bloody doing -if you too offended just by hearing me describe what they do, imagine what it’s like for me all the time. (After I wrote this, I happened to have to walk by a food court, banking related, and there where about 6 old men standing around, ‘placed’ ! – trying to curb all the stupid dogs!!! Lol – it worked, no harassment, other than 6 old men staring at me!). So, but, as you can imagine by now at this point in my life, 52, I don't really go anywhere near food places, try not to. Drive-through Maccas is my favourite place to go because it's relatively peaceful (although I frequently have someone in a sleek black car following me there?? – I think they are from Woolworths, same car from Gunnedah Woolies?). Like, even when I used to shop at bunnings, and walked past the bunnings cafeteria; abusive dog yelling out obscenities – most of the time it is not legible, but like aggressive grunts/yells, reprimands. So in 2025, I have a theory as to why women yell out at me in this aggressive dogbark manner: (aside from the fact that they are non-thinking dogs), it relates to me and my “immense liking and enjoyment” of food. So just my personal thoughts of some foods, can evoke a thought reaction that may sound sensual; “mmmm” – if you’re a pervert DOG. And so out in public, if some stupid dog thinks she hears something sensual, she without thinking, like, in a confused state, gets angry, because “you can't have sex on the street, that's wrong, so clear off” (!) - without fully thinking the whole thing through - DUMB DOG. Fucking wake up. Btw, when I was younger, say in my 20’s - it didn’t start off like this, they were more like ‘accompanying’ me, so if I wanted to go somewhere then they would do signs to like ‘clear the path’ so to speak, actually traffic light people were involved, I’m not going to get into that though (all green lights – yah!). At those particular times, I was just amused at such antics that people, total strangers, get up to, and was not concerned about these people at all. I didn’t consider them a nuisance or intolerable. But over the years instead of like ‘accompanying’ me or ‘helping’, they have evolved into being ‘nazi dictators’ under the pretence of “helping and guiding”. They are unbearable. It’s like they have grown to have big egos and be selfish, in the same manner bullies become bullies, because nobody stands up to them, and thieves continue to steal because they never get caught. It’s kind of an odd concept for me, acting in such a way towards total strangers, I really thought about what motivates people to do bad over-controlling behaviour like this, and I think it all just comes down to stupidity. Like my peacock, who discovered he could herd my geese around the backyard - it’s exactly the same thing. That peacock was peabrain! Dim-witted vanity of the peacock! So, I would be way smarter than people who are trying to “help” me, which makes it so ridiculous, ludicrous and ironic. I don’t need someone to tell me what shop I should go into, and what street I should go down to get there. NEVER HAVE. I do believe it reached a point where they would set traps, so if I didn’t go down the street, then they would send their council friends to block the street off with fake roadworks. So, then they could say ha ha, you should’ve listened to us, and done what we said, as in, played our ‘Simon Says’ game. (There most definitely has been quite a few fake roadworks that I’ve passed by, although Council has more money now, and even the fake ones put out their expensive machinery to make it look like they’re actually doing something.) And you know what, I have never seen this kind of manipulative behaviour in a movie – and I have seen 1000’s of people’s life stories in the form of movies. But once when I was watching the news, they were doing a segment on Whitney Houston, in her later older years, it was a live ‘unprepared’ interview on the street. And I could see she had the dogs, plain as day, you could hear them from afar, on the camera. Anyone watching would have thought it was just the Press hounding her like that, but I am not so sure – just reminded me so much of the dogs that hound me – and I certainly do not have Press that follow me around.) By the way in the past, usually it’s always women (little girls) who have done this “trying to control me” behaviour, some people have coined an expression for it – “Ride her like a horse”, (people on channel 7), but I think the boys are copying the girls, as now I hear male voices yelling out, verbally harassing me from across the street, in the past it’s always been female voice that shouts/yells verbal harassment. {Actually, at the moment its either some girl or a toll truck driver following me, and I’ve noticed often, over the past few years, lately, that they have been trying to manipulate the situation in order that I will ‘lose’. If you read my photo story called “bank staff trying to unempower customers”, that’s a pretty good example of what I mean here. It’s like they’re trying to change destiny, and the way that things are meant to unfold, and they know that’s what they’re doing, and that’s what they’re getting off on, ‘playing God’, this again goes back to the girls I went to school with, in church, who later work at Bunnings and Mitre 10 - all girls trying to play God, there’s a big cult of them, the dog network, as I call it. Those girls are really stupid, they don’t know that they’re going to get their comeuppance.} I have a right to be single and go from A to B without being harassed. Do you see how fucked this country is STILL, I recommend not having kids. I know I would never have kids in such an ugly world. BTW I find most women don’t like being around people they can’t control. And by other people I mean other women. They actually get pissed off, if they can’t control the situation and then cause conflicts. They even have the audacity to take it further- in my situation at least they do; because they can’t control me, they then blame me for the conflict that they’ve created - because they’re so pissed off that they can’t control the situation. I find most people quite absurd. I’ve had a lot of experience with women like this, my grandmother was particularly like this, but also her daughter my aunt and my sister all want to try and control the situation and none of them realised that none of them were smart enough to control the situation anyway. My Grandmother especially used to get very upset if her perception of reality was contradicted, like she always thought men to be smarter than women, but when I came along and proved otherwise, she was so angry, she smashed her glass into the kitchen sink!  lol! However, my grandmother seemed to have major passive dysfunctional problems, the biggest one, in fact, was to try and create ‘the common enemy’, so she and whoever she was talking to, could have something to talk about. She couldn’t ever talk to someone without bitching and ‘playing sides’ like that, for her, that was the only way she knew how to communicate with her friends or family, she did not know how to be ‘equals’, she subconsciously thought there should be a ‘hierarchy’, and bitching about someone made her feel important and superior, actually very sad, and it’s too bad that nobody pointed out this to her, when she was alive. Although she did start having a go at my little brother, when we were talking one-day, and I pretty much stopped her in her tracks with some curt comment to save Thomas, then I didn’t have any more problems with her regarding my brother, but I don’t think she fully understood what she did; her personal dysfunction. And you know, this is why I have such happy memories of going over to the beach, because grandma usually never accompanied us, it was so nice not to have to listen to anyone bitch about another member of the family or friends (or neighbours). And, someone told me, a guy named Billy Baxter was doing Simon Says, he worked on the radio, apparently. He was from Gunnedah too, I never met him, but I think I saw him in Melbourne when I was there, he was surrounded by about 10 young girls (I would say 10 young bimbos, possibly thieves?). Maybe he wants to be “Billy the Kid”. RACK off. Another theory as to why I am harassed when I go down the street shopping. I suspect it may be to do with eBay, as eBay sellers want to supply goods to me via eBay, so they can make a profit. For instance, some T staples which I need, I can’t purchase them anywhere except for Bunnings, and of course I refuse to go to Bunnings since they steal from me, so I’ve had to buy them on eBay at triple the price. It may be just a conspiracy theory but given the nature of people I wouldn’t be surprised if this is somewhat true. You know, if you feel you need to “help me” when you see me, perhaps you could send donations to my PayPal account; emilycbieman@gmail.com - that would actually be helpful!! Or buy some of my seeds or fabrics. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds Or my bathroom needs cleaning, toilet could be due for a scrub! GET REAL!!! I know just writing about nazi behaviour has reduced it. 22. Australian building practises, its renters who get stuck with HOME KILLERS This is how I am dressed atm inside my rental (2021). At night, I can literally feel my head shrinking because of the cold, and the lackadaisical building techniques that Australia allows. Really every single residential home needs to be brick, preferably double brick, in Australia brick has insulating properties that protects people from heat and cold illnesses, and those illnesses are silent killers. Living in a well-insulated house is how to protect yourself against many diseases. (Not to mention the flu virus) The photo showing me all 'rugged' up was taken at Gin Gin in winter, surprisingly, they actually get an occasion mild frost there. But you ought to have seen what I looked like in winter at Gunnedah - literally 7 jumpers, I looked like a sheep ready to be shorn! (lucky I am a knitter). This cold weather allergy is all Centrelink’s fault with forced work at the Nursing home {still affecting me 15yrs later - do you think I am entitled to workers comp HA AS IF}. It is also part caused by substandard housing with little insulation. As this story has had such an impact on my life, I want to repeat myself; about the total scam CENTERLINK Work for The Dole- this is slave labour, there are no ifs and buts about it. If you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional - DELUSIONAL - it is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, (first time in my life due to a burnt throat the season before) and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs (those women at Centrelink ought to be SHOT) at that workplace, a nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever. 3YRS of mild fever too. Here is a good spot to mention; a few years earlier before this incident, I saw an ad for a Pat Parelli Horsemanship workshop, out past Coolah. (Do you see the dogs). At the time, I thought well that sounds fun, I love horses, so I went, drove down there, but little did I know, out past Coolah (can’t quite remember where it was now (some girls farm)), it was much colder there than in Gunnedah, and from the moment I got out of the car, I was basically freezing - the whole day, freezing. FREEZING. I wanted to stay on though, and hear what they had to say. Because I had a great interest in horses, eventually I left, went home, and had a hot bath. I didn’t get sick, not the flue, nor a cold, nor even a sniffly nose, after enduring 4hrs or so of FREEZING. This tells me, I mean, I knew it already, but this is proof, it’s not the cold that gives you the flu or pneumonia, it’s literally a contagious virus that is the problem. (That horsemanship day was scam, I bet it was Charlotte Powell’s property, Amy Powell was from Coolah – I tell you, obsessed with me) And, in retrospect, the seven games of natural horsemanship is a great philosophy, and there are elements of people out there who really have no idea how to behave around animals, and in fact they’re quite cruel, and they don’t have a caring nature, but they still want to go horse-riding; Pat Parelli’s seven games of natural horsemanship is for them. It is for people who need to learn how to be caring. It would be for Charlotte Powell. I can definitely say, I needed not have bothered to go, this is not something I needed to learn, I already had those attributes. Anyway, why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – apparently the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. Actually, as soon as it drops below 20°C, I can feel a change in my head, I become slightly lethargic, that feeling you get when you’re an immune is fighting, it may be confused with feeling hungry/slightly dizzy. So, some people reckon that it’s just an automatic immune response that doesn’t actually mean anything, that your body has been tricked into reacting in a certain way, it’s the same reason why they believe asthmatic people have asthma attacks, it’s just an immune response. I am not sure about this? maybe virus has somehow got in, found your weakness and somehow has made a permanent place for itself in your immune? and when feeling giddy, it is a serious attack on the body and your immune is fighting it. That’s why you can feel it. So, the experts don’t know what exactly your immune is fighting, and why cold weather triggers some sort of bad reaction (try sitting in a waiting room under the air con – what a disaster! - of course my burnt damaged throat allows the ‘badies’ in) Although, at least I’m not in Gunnedah still, it’s much colder in Gunnedah - at night, at times it got so cold I could literally hear my brain slowing right down, my thought process was in ‘slow motion’, it was quite bizarre. Later I was told that this happens in Antarctica; a couple of researchers were down there, and they experienced the same thing when they were outside doing their checks. It’s a known phenomenon that happens in cold weather – although obviously the Gunnedah temperature would be considerably warmer than Antarctica, which tells me, there’s definite weird problem going on, as far as I’m concerned. It was triggered by a virus (100% sure about this), plus, I believe it was given to me deliberately (that last deliberate part, may be debatable, some people in high places said they would know about it if that was happening, but I am not so sure….) - signed the form so I would not sue them. They knew at least if you work there, you will get sick. Not sure what they were so worried about, no lawyer in Australia would sue Centrelink anyway, lawyers in Australia are all way too whipped. Did Centrelink think I was going to win the lottery, so I could afford a fancy $50,000 lawyer to sue them? “That girl has definitely got a chance of winning the lottery…..“ lol, well, you know what there’s hope then, if the government, thinks that I might have a chance of winning the lottery, there’s hope!! I have to update this in 2025 because I found a place further north my head no longer gets giddy in winter although I do still have to sleep with a beanie on in winter but it is a fantastic spot and I can't believe my luck and fortune. So in Gunnedah and all other rentals since, (since it is cheap rentals that have the worst insulation ), those homes did not have sufficient heating, and this probably perpetuated my 'cold allergy'. Plus I also realise that food and diet has a lot to do with coping with illness, the better you eat the better, the better your body can deal with sickness. And from looking at my little pussycat; the better you eat, the longer you will live, regardless of what's wrong with you. I do suspect my mother who was adopted at age 2, was nutritionally starved before she was adopted, and this played a role in her illness. And in fact anyone who has dementia I suspect it can be traced right back to from when they were in the womb and pour nutrition, particularly people who went through the war, and went through periods of starvation. Just a feeling and somewhere along the lines of Socrates. 23. Poor Renters in Australia 🎻Monday, 7 August 2023 (I pretty much update this every time they steal something precious to me) As I watched my current landlord farmer one Saturday (2019) drive by my cottage in his cattle truck, down the hill then back around past my house again, REPEATEDLY – ALLDAY, (what a nutter), I decided, as a lifelong 45yr old female renter, I would compose a list of hardships that renters have to endure. Aside from that kind of obvious car nuisance harassment. 1. Landlords coming around when it pleases them to go on personal power trips about irrelevant issues, male landlords especially. (Darcy Ward, Steve Carter – not even my landlord). Female ones wanting me and everyone to be like her child, so she can boss them – weird. GO AWAY. 2. Once I had a female landlord (not mentioning any names, Julie Knapman) that kicked me out because she only wanted cash (she was screwing the government), and the other main reason (as I was paying cash, I just did not want to and asked (nicely) to do it by bank transfer – same as how EVERYBODY else does it), was because I was happy. It really ticked her off every time we spoke, so she kicked me out, jealous! She reminded me of Tina Sparkles from Strictly Ballroom - psychotic jealousy. As I was moving from their house, she was in a car and she kind of chased me down the driveway and pushed me off the road into the paddock, what a total dog nutter. LITTLE GIRL Plus, I’m 100% sure she and her daughter went in to the house when I was in town, as one day orange lollypop men put a traffic jam on the road with fake roadworks (not a COINCIDENCE), so I had pulled up behind Julie and her daughter - she saw me, there were only 2 cars on the road, hers and mine, and as long as it took for those lollipoppers to hold up the traffic, was long enough for her to decide she wanted to go and stickybeak in the house, since she knew I was in town; she did a U-turn right there, even though the bridge is just before town on a ½ trip into town, and went back. Manipulative lollipop men. Plus I know she was in the house, as my cat was totally freaked out when I got home, and they killed the unusual and very large spider who lived at the front door. 👎 I have cameras now so my landlord can’t do that, but I wish I had one installed when I was there - I would put it up on the Internet to show everyone what she was really like, and the kind of things that I have to put up with as a renter. And, now, I try not to personally attack anyone on my blog unless they’re a thief, or if I am returning the favour – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. But I had turned one bedroom into a walk-in closet, (btw, see how to do this in my Renters walk-in closet story – no structural change ofcourse), I turned the huge living room into a craft room and the other huge living room into my bedroom, it was a good-sized house (read my Tulcumbah photo story). I just turned it into my kind of ‘lifestyle’ house, rather than a family house for kids, GUESSS WHAT people who do not have kids, can do this – I had not started my seed business at this point either). Plus, also I don’t drink or spend any money on any other vices, (as a mature Australian adult I’m well familiar with the Australian culture, but imagine if one day as a grown adult a little fairy godmother came along and gave you all the money in your life that you have spent on booze, you’d have heaps, wouldn’t you? well that’s me all the time!!). So, she’s another woman who can’t understand the fact that I don’t have kids, and I’m not married, she can’t stand the fact that I’m happy because of it, that is a concept she just doesn’t like, but she subconsciously realizes the benefits of both those things and resents it, she’s jealous. Typical Australian woman - jealous bitch. I am, quite frankly, fed up with being blamed for situations just like this not working out, when I am not to blame, I had to leave because of her dysfunction, NOT MINE. Infact at least 6 places I have rented, this has been the case, their problems, not mine. (Stop breeding WAKE UP! Any more than 2 creates health problems anyway; women, start showing signs of intelligence, please!). 3. Then there is the issue of using grey water on the garden, landlords expect tenants to pay for pipes and plumbing to do that, I have spent $1000’s on other people’s grey water systems, and then they ask me to leave when lease expires – it is unfair. One house had all its grey water empty onto the side passageway outside the yard on the street, causing major drainage problems and grass issues in a little patch, then they withheld bond as the grass was so long there (unbelievable theft, Elders Gladstone, Tamara Smitz, Lacey Bimrose combined with the Builyan police power trippers, who I later discovered had been sneaking in to my house while I slept and stealing.)) 4. Same house, the water in the kitchen was so bad I could not drink it, I had to use laundry water that had town water connected - the landlord simply refused to fix rusty old leaky tank. 5. Maintenance is a huge issue; I have not had one landlord who has been prepared to fix rusty leaky gutters (Except Ernie!). On rain water reliant houses, this is vital maintenance. (One house had 1 tank that leaked badly, it is really unacceptable to offer a house with no drinking water) and I might mention, unacceptable to offer a house with dam water for a garden, then not actually connect it. (Alistair Darcy Ward) infact another weird thing that at least 3 of my landlords have done is told me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, I discovered that in 2 of those, not only has there NOT been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been ANY water at all. LIARS. {And the 3rd one, in the last five months straight there has been NONE either}. I know real estate agents do this when they’re trying to sell land too – make it look all lush, when in reality it only looks like that after drought breaking rain every 7yrs or so. So, my landlord has decided that they too will lie to tenants! Either there’s water or there isn’t; You can’t say there’s water when there’s not - don’t be dishonest. 6. One landlord used to go through my stuff when I was not there and steal, once he not only stole my pliers, but he angled them under my car tyre, so when I reversed, it punctured the tyre. (Peter Long, and I think he was incahoots with my jobs provider, Graham Kent and Courtney Lang? Egging each other on - both no conviction) Common problem of landlords snooping around (break and enter with their own copy of the key). Actually, I think I have only had 1 landlord that did not do that (lovely Italian couple down at Pendle Hill) (change locks when you move in, no copy to landlord – they DO come in without permission, even though that’s illegal to do. (Course, change back when leave). 7. Adult kids of landlords coming round and stealing – HUGE PROBLEM, Long/Ferguson/Ward, all infact. No conviction. Neighbourhood stealing too, copycats; general disrespect. Infact entering the house when I am not there and stealing is so rife as a renter, by not only landlords and their kids, but also their kid’s friends, plus neighbours, who like to play stupid games like “big brother”, (“we’ll save you landlord” – imaginary wars – there is major dysfunction in suburbia), and the kids who live next door, and NUMEROUS other people who all arrogantly think they are entitled to just waltz in and help themselves to my things. HUGE PROBLEM. HUGE. {Little birdy told me it is related to my school days, as at school the house mistress’s went through all the girls dorms every few weeks, they called in “Dorm Search”, looking for reasons to expel or discipline in some way. Basically, they were perverts, so all the girls (the stupid ones), now think it is perfectly OK to go through someone else’s living quarters. It is so widespread, that I guess personal privacy is ‘a thing’ in many family situations. Families of perverts. Yuk. {The girl who steals my essential oils – you are a pervert.} 8. One house in Petersham, Sydney had a house next door that had an open pipe in it that the people in that house could see directly into my window, which would’ve been a bedroom but I turned it into a sewing room. I could hear them, I think it was two young teenage boys that were gagging and carrying on, being able to see this young woman without her knowing. So disgusting! Another neighbour, or those 2 boys stole my handbag from my house one night. I remember seeing this short blonde girl walk by one day, she yelled out some sort of abuse at me – she was dog nuts, and I think this is the same girl I saw in Melbourne who was apparently my flatmates girlfriend. Major dog stalker, I am thinking some famous persons daughter? She seems to be protected. Seriously she needs to be locked up, or at the very least kept on a leash. This is the reason why you ought not have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18, just not worth it, otherwise. The world is full of SCUM PERVERTS. 9. Renters are often forced to be transient, this creates all sorts of social ‘displaced’ problems, for instance in one suburb I moved to, I could not open the windows, as not only did the neighbors kids climb in and steal things, but the teenage boys jump up to peer in and spy on me (disgusting) - Neighbours hate newcomers, they automatically hate them before they even know you. They hate people they don’t know; they hate single women who do not have a husband, and they especially hate unemployed ones. In each neighbourhood I have had to live in, it’s always the same, maybe one in 100 people may treat you with an ounce of respect, but not usually. I have many instances, stories, names I could name, but today I am just going to name 3 neighbors at Colosseum who would be known in the community to be nice, respected upright law-abiding citizens, however I know them to be disgusting, unaccepting, disrespectful hateful people: Bev and Bevan Ross, and Glen Blackburn. 10. Another issue is backyards, when the tenant is renting, they should be able to do as they wish with the backyard, i.e., plant a vege patch, maybe some fruit trees if there is room and a long lease. While they pay for the property, it is up to them what they do with it, if they do not wish to mow lawns, then that is their prerogative, unless there are special inclusions that are SPOKEN prior to signing lease (Verbally stated - I keep writing this “verbally spoken”, as in stated out loud and discussed with the future tenant, so that the tenant fully understands a major condition of living there. – this part keeps being deleted, so I’m going to write it 3 times “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”) In fact, it’s my experience that half the rules in the lease, the actual landlord doesn’t give a toss about - it’s the rental girl who’s got a b in her bonnet about all of those rules. Which is why it’s really important that all of them are discussed. Most renters do not bother reading fine print. Plus, I would say, all of the landlords I have encountered, if they were given an ultimatum before I moved in; I’m not going live here if you want me to mow your lawns - then the landlord would’ve said (pretty sure, it would have been 10 out of 10) “oh okay that’s fine you don’t have to”. It’s really only the Real Estate rental girl, at the end, when they leave, who has the issue, and will say to the landlord, oh well you should withhold the bond because they didn’t mow the lawns, and even though the landlord wasn’t really too concerned about it in the first place, but when they see there’s an option to get several hundred dollars of the bond - they go “oh okay” - it’s plain theft, and I’m having a crackdown on dodgy rental girls they are young, manipulative and stupid. If you rent a house for the sole purpose of wanting the lawns mowed, then the landlord ought to be paying the tenant to do so, the going rate for lawn mowing is $60/hr. Landlords should not have powers to ‘use’ tenants like this. {btw, I did not really have any issues with the lawn in any rental, just using it as an example – the dogs have MANY such rules.} 11. And, common problem for me is gardening, with being harassed by neighbours who are friends with landlord while out in the yard; common dog problem. General disrespect from the locals. “we’re watching you” 12. It is none of a landlord’s business how much furniture a tenant has – NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And tenants do not wish to have the landlord’s spare furniture in their home. REMOVE IT, all of it. 13. If the landlord only wants to rent the house for short periods, like 6mnths, this needs to be disclosed to tenant, as it is a monumental task to move house, apparently it is one of the most stressful times for a person (and as having to move for the 5th time in less than 12 months due to reasons OUT of my control - I assure you it is beyond stressful, and physically straining for mature adults). So, lying landlords about lease is common. (Elders and Ward) 14. I have to mention carpet in rentals, only a landlord that lacks monumental amounts of common-sense would put carpet in a rental. 15. Another stressful issue for me as a tenant was living somewhere for 10 years, then being asked to leave. I mean that is my home and where I had my life including my business, and I was just kicked out when landlord sold it, easy as pie for the landlord. My life was snatched away from me. Not sure what they can do about that, but it is a hardship. 16. Another thing is cost for unemployed people. Did you know unemployment is $327 less each fortnight than a pensioner? An unemployed person on Centrelink benefits cannot afford to pay more than $180/week, anymore and they will not be able to eat 3 meals a day or pay car rego / electricity etc. There are very limited free-standing houses at that price, and most of them appear like they are “drug houses” fit for only people who are looser junkies. There are a lot of single unemployed older ladies who are not junkies and require a more ‘hopeful” quality of life. 17. Don’t get me started on the cost of ink and printers for their last century forms. I can’t believe how many Real Estates don’t know about online digital forms, or simply sending pdfs that DO NOT REQUIRE A PASSWORD. Businesses these days who want you to fill in PDF’s, do it digitally, so you can either download a digital form or you can fill it out in their browser, it’s really easy and it saves printing out literally dozens, if not, sometimes hundreds of pieces of paper, especially when only a signature or even an initial is required per page. I mean, there is the application form, 9 pages. The lease, 11 pages, not to mention all the terms and conditions, and other special clauses, and forms for each agent, there are literally dozens of forms, I have to print out because hillbilly Real Estates still haven’t cottoned on to the Digital age. You know it cost $44 to replace the ink on a typical low-income HP printer, 1 rental requires at least ¼ to ½ of that ink, so if I had need to put in multiple applications on different properties - it’s way too expensive not to mention wasteful. Then there’s the $100’s of dollars added on to each move, in the form of hiring a truck ($2500 last time, $4000 time before that, and $1400 the time before…I won’t even mention what professional removalists charge!) and as of late, most rentals only want short term anyway, so it is constant moving and wasting my money. 18. One of the biggest problems is pets. Do you actually know anyone that doesn’t have a pet? It is unacceptable asking for ‘no pets’ on any rental. It’s not a question of allowed /not allowed, it’s none of the landlord’s business what the tenant does /doesn’t do, or how they live their life. NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. Don’t be so blonde Nazi. (realesate.com, at least 95% of listings state NO PETS, still) I should mention, ages ago, my folks, after dad’s mum died, purchased a rental in Wilga St, Gunnedah, for a very brief time; after the first lot of tenants left, they went in to have a look, I kid you not, as soon as they entered, the whole floor of the living room was gone (hardwood floor) and you could see the dirt! yes, I’m sure the $400 bond would have covered that! NOT. (That would be ‘the powers that be’ in Gunnedah giving my dad bad renters, because he was new in town – they know who the dodgy ones are, gossipying little girls.) That ended dads attempt at being a landlord! Oh, no, wait, that’s right, he sold it and purchased some land in Queensland; he was talked into it by their new friends the Henry’s. I'm not really sure why he would possibly have done that, it was in a remote part with no power or water, he had to pay rates on it every year. Queensland housing and land didn't really start to go up until the 2000's and if he had kept it that whole time he would've paid way excess in rates. As it was, there was major depreciation, it was a total bad investment, he ended selling that too, after still losing $1000’s in yearly rates. I guess, they didn't have my realestate.com back then. So there gone my future house.  19. OMG - bathrooms that slope out to the corridor!! Every bathroom on every rental built before 2020 – so bad! Please, go see The Block, see how it’s done! – floor has to slope towards drain. 20. I have to mention windows and security, if a door or flyscreen can be easily pried off or cut to gain entrance, IT WILL BE, THEY DO IT, every house I have lived in, neighbourhood thieves, not to mention organized petty crime rings, will break in, even sometimes just to snoop around, sometimes they take ‘souvenirs’. Proper security screens on all doors/windows are a must in rentals. From now on I will not look twice at a rental that does not have security. 21. Inspections should not be allowed by owners or realtors; it is a total invasion of privacy and a total power tripping exercise for the estate agent and or the typical middle-class landlord. By law, they can do it every 3mnths, as it is written into a standard form 18a lease. That’s unacceptable – ridiculous. Especially taking photos of all the tenants stuff inside house. Do those rental ‘lease rule makers’, not know about the pervy tyrannical power trippin’ nature of women? OUTRAGEOUS. AND, how come they’re allowed to do inspections, but why is there no compulsory inspections by building inspectors for basic standards of living?? I can assure you if there was, this current building, would have failed and have been BULLDOZED by now, 2022). 22. After having so many landlords now, there’s a major problem with snobbery, most landlords particular ones in Gunnedah think that people who rent are inferior to them. It really is a form of racism - superiority complex! Some landlords I know, and I’m thinking of two in particular here - they’re absolute complete doofusheads, and they would be totally lost if they weren’t married. They would not last 2 seconds without their wives due to their incompetence and general thoughtlessness, yet both those men looked down upon a renter, with passive disrespect, no matter what their capabilities. So, you need to throw out these stupid feelings of superiority thanks very much. And hey, buffoon head, I know you can hear me. 23. DISRESPECTFUL landlords, although, I have found male landlords are far more respectful than females, infact, I find this in general, a weakness of women, they are by nature, disrespectful and selfish – VAIN. Attitude problem in regards to renters: “2nd class people”; so, omit basic house amenities, like fans, aircons, flyscreens, properly functioning working doors, steps…… I have noticed, of late, selfishness, greed and money are the no 1 priority for most landlords, more so than providing a dwelling for another human. Such a lack of empathy. Really only wanting to provide a “stopover” for someone, rather than a safe place to call home. Majority of landlords lie to facilitate this. Birdy said, the ‘ugly’s’ are forced to be gypsies. 24. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, there is 1 ‘pro-tenant’ paragraph (just 1 “pro”); “landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises.” {If this is not provided, I personally consider landlord in breach of contract, and inept to me, regardless if the case is brought before a court. (If it was brought before a court, the tenant would still lose, they make it so, at court, at Qcat anyway). That means practically ALL my landlords from David and Brenda onwards -in dept to me.} Stealing is a breach of reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. Switching my electricity off is an interference with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. At least 3 of my landlords have done this, and on a regular basis. 25. Just remembered something else: by law a neighbour has to advise its neighbour if they are aerial spraying poisons. I have had at least 2 farmer landlords that did not bother advising me, they are so arrogant, they thought, oh, she’s no-one, just a renter, no need to warn her. And on one of those occasions the pilot saw me out the back of the house and deliberately flew over to me, and directly sprayed over me then over the house/roof where my drinking water collects, (a 1km deviation from his paddock) toxic stink! This happened twice, the 2nd time, they used pyrethrum. (Bret Knapman and David Heywood - and because those owners didn’t bother to show me any respect by warning me of such things, their kids, and those young stupid cocky pilots see that behaviour, and this is why they sprayed over me, because the landlord ‘set the bar’. Stupid arsholes. Copycat problems. Also “fumigation” is a problem, especially on poorly constructed dwelling that have holes and then bugs – they spray poison which in turn causes sickness. I wrote a whole story about the Sarina unit on my blog…. 26. On one rental, I wanted to confirm that the person I spoke to was indeed the owner of the home, {as I’ve actually been sent on a wild goose chase’s in the past, from someone over the phone}, and this rental was 2hrs away to see before I decided. So, I phoned Bundaberg Council and I told them who the owner was, and they confirmed, yes, it’s true. However, I phoned council a couple of years later to see whether I could get someone to deem the house liveable or unliveable, same house (this by the way, is more of the poppycock rubbish renters have to go through, because my landlord wanted me to leave 6 months before the lease expired, so she has come up with a cockanninnie excuse of ‘unliveable’, so I need proof to say to the court, oh but wait, she’s a greedy liar, it is ‘liveable’ – which eventually I did – she lost after I had to spend weeks researching all the rental rules). Anyway, the point of the story is, that Council then told me, that there’s no way they could tell me if there had been a change of ownership in my rental house, and he was actually implying that there had been, but when I asked him about it he said he can’t say anything due to very strict privacy laws, and if I asked him if he could confirm or deny who the owner is, if I told him the owner, he said NO he most certainly could not do that. HE COULD NOT ADVISE THE NAME OF MY RENTAL’S OWNER. I suspect that person I spoke to at council, Steve Percell is lying (?); there’s no reason why as a renter, I can’t know who the owner of the home is!! Infact to not advise a tenant of who actually owns the house they are living in – if requested, is morally wrong, it lends itself to enabling extreme control obsessions. Has no one seen the movie “Single White female”? They get OBSESSED! So not sure if this is a rule that needs to be changed or he was lying, or the girl I spoke to initially was lying? {A dog from Telstra – they often put me through to stupid dogs who pretend to be someone else. I wrote a whole story about the Telstra antics on my blog….} 27. Also, the option of Body Corporates is, well, plain bad for a renter, they especially, like to come up with nazi rules, not to mention extreme overcharge annual rates. Any rental with a Body Corporate, ought to be avoided. This applies to any home purchase with a Body Corporate too. 28. Lastly, I want to state something about a landlords intentions, over a tenants – there are some members of the community who will NOT listen to anything a tenant says, they will give them no heed at all, just ignore them, but, imply the landlord, gets to make any decision about the tenant – I can’t believe what a problem this has been. Such stupidity in the community. I have many examples, but I will give 1; my bottle of used Bleach was stolen at my new address near Mackay. I had a mould problem at this new address so sprayed the bathroom with it, but - it didn’t really work; it made no difference to the mould, so I thought it must just be painting stain on the walls and not mould. But a few months later, I decided that there were definitely other areas in the bathroom, that was mould, and I needed some bleach, so after discovering my bleach was stolen, I purchased some more. I used the new bleach on the mould, plus also I sprayed the ‘paint stain’ area too, just for good measure. And well, lo and behold, it kills ALL the mould in a matter of seconds. So, the bleach they gave me before just didn’t work! Faulty bleach? I don’t think so, my theory is, and this is so typical of stupid dogs; what they did was listened to the ‘intentions’ of my previous landlord, as it was a green eco-village there, and my landlord, was opposed to chemicals of any sort, - she had no common sense whatsoever, and was a pothead. Such irony. And now, I am a very ‘green’ person, but when it comes to mould, bleach or vinegar is the best solution, as it kills it pretty much straight away, and has minimal impact on the environment because you just spray it onto the mould area and leave it, that’s it, simple. So, the supermarket dogs, saw bleach in my trolley at checkout, and must have thought, oh well, her landlord does not want any chemicals at that address, so, we’ll just swap this bleach over for watered bleach that will not work. It was covid19 times when I purchased that other bleach. There was a bleach shortage. But damn those stupid supermarket thieving dogs. In conclusion, if you have to rent EVER in life – you are a victim. Every time you hear a news story which describes some sort of difficulty and unavailability of rentals due to shortages; when all the landlords hear this, they will be really pleased, because they know they have a guaranteed rental supply, and they can probably put their rents up too. In fact I think sometimes when I hear those stories, the news people are specifically talking to the rich people “good news folks!”. So do not have kids, not having anywhere to live makes it not worth it. No money; then don’t have kids. I’ve noticed people who rent all their life, by the time they reach 50, they are considerably more pissed off, and don’t feel they are quite so ‘lucky’ to be alive, than people who don’t rent. I really feel the government needs to intervene, otherwise peoples greed for rent money is so overconsuming, that a renters hardships are akin to war time. When infact it is peace time in our country, and has been for many decades. Plus, Australia is an affluent country. {One of my pet peeves: hearing rich people telling a poor person to stop complaining}. So far, the government has not done anything to help renters, infact they have done the opposite, so today it is more difficult, more expensive than EVER before. Although, apparently in 2024 the gov brought around some changes to make landlords fix problems, quicker. Plus a few other changes to make it more amenable to renters. But I still feel a renter is like a small seal who gets tossed round by the big whales. You should do everything in your power when you’re young, to make sure you don’t have to rent. You can’t live a proper life if you have to keep paying rent to somebody else. Renters get a very poor deal, and I don’t really see anybody out there standing up for them, which is why I’ve written this, I did have it on social media a couple of years ago, but I was banned. { “oh no! someone who can think, what are we to do? she wasn’t even elected into power, how can we let her put up these thoughts and ideas out there - no no, it’s out of the question, get rid of her”. True.} 24. Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts I was just going through my list of stolen items to see if I could mark off any items that have been mysteriously returned... and I saw, I mentioned, when I was living at Colosseum, and when a few items were stolen, at that time, there were people lurking about, I heard 2 female voices outside my window, one night in my shade house (they stole some of my plants plus a 40L black storage box – with Gunnedah 18 Henry st, written on the side). I remembered then, also that there was a girl down the paddock too during the day, I heard someone, it might have been Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, the only people I knew in the area, or it could have been someone from Facebook, as I was selling my plants - they saw and they came and took. {not that I gave out my address, but it was a small community and a lot of people (women) make it their business to know other people’s business NOSY BITCHES.} actually I suspect my landlords wife, Julie Ward – no conviction. So, you might read this, and be kind of concerned, and think there were ghosts around, (I know there are some people that actually think that…) or I was delusional and hearing voices, (I know there are some people who think that aswell – idiots (Sharon Morgan) as my location were quite remote. So, I thought I should say, I wasn’t concerned at all when I heard these girls voices, because this is a really common for me, maybe it sounds weird to you but ever since I was 18, I’ve had people hang around my house at night. It happened in Gunnedah after I came home from school from Armidale, (and in retrospect, in Armidale at boarding school, I would’ve had, -I did have problems with the house mistresses – so there would have been housemistress’s (Cathy Goldman) hanging around at night too, I have some vague memories of part dreams and incidences involving them). And when I moved to Sydney - way more people. I think in Petersham, where I lived briefly, at one point they would’ve been at least 100 people outside on a nightly basis, - I usually just sleep through whatever is going on outside, seriously, I used to pay no attention to what other people were doing, none, not really a ‘people person’. I firmly believe this is one part about me that has kept me sane, -as you get older, I think it’s normal for people to be more observant of what’s going on and more understanding of what’s going on, I’m pretty sure when I was young, I didn’t have much of an understanding of what goes on in life (it’s all bad)). After that theft at Colosseum, I put a cctv on my shade house. Goddam thieving women. But on one night at Petersham, I was awoken because there was a loud thump on the door. I got up, opened the door, I was half asleep and squinty, a big bright light shone right in my face, and it was the police, they said; Did you call the police mam, I said, “no I did not call the police, I do not have a phone, I’d just been asleep, only woken now.” (Later on, I thought I might have had a vague memory of having a dream before I was woken up, of me saying “call the police” in my dream, because someone was annoying the crap out of me! -which would’ve been all the voices I heard outside in the garden, the hordes of people (a garden shared by 4 units), but it was a dream, I really didn’t call anyone, I didn’t actually have a phone, I was literally asleep and probably snoring -it was like someone was perving on my dreams, and facetiously called the police on my behalf (without my permission or knowledge). I had a similar dream some yrs later, after I moved back up to Gunnedah and onto a farm – where I did actually get a cat!! My cat had kittens, seven of them, and one night they’re all in my bed, the mother too, so 8 cats! They were purring madlyhappily, and I was asleep, and so I started dreaming that all my kittens were going to go up to heaven! as I knew I would be annoyed if I was awoken. This is kind of a very cheeky dream because obviously I didn’t want to kill my cats or want them dead! but they were annoying me because they were purring so loudly and would soon awaken me. Lol! So, that dream it’s kind of exactly the same thing as dreaming about calling the police, as there is too much noise going on, and I would be soon awoken. I know image transfer is common, and I’m a visual person, some people can see, some people can’t. Some people can see, but don’t know it, (actually I think probably everyone can see, but they don’t know it, as it is often a subconscious thing – and most people are “sleeping beauties”. The irony of the whole mental asylums is bordering on the point of ridiculousness at this juncture. So, some of those people give me problems in life, I call them dogs, they attack like dogs, they are non-thinking and stupid. Some see very well, and ‘play’. I recall at school, once, we were on an excursion in a commercial kitchen, we were having a tour. And we went past the chocolate sauce area, the guy stopped and explained in great detail about how the chocolate sauce is distributed etc, then we moved onto the next thing. But I was so mad, because we were standing around looking at chocolate sauce for what seemed an eternity, and we weren’t allowed to have any!! I was mad mad mad, so mad, that in my mind I picked up the whole kitchen bench and threw it at the guy who was doing the tour, and, I kid you not, the guy looked at me with a cheeky grin and then he ducked!! Like he could tell the difference between reality and a projected image! One stupid woman dog attacked me, when she could see me with scissors chopping up all her fabrics. I actually wasn’t doing it, I was just imagining it, - {I amuse myself constantly!}, But she literally couldn’t tell the difference between reality and a projected image from someone else (some people can’t tell the difference between their own inner voice, and someone else’s inner voice too, some dangerous territory – they think it’s God). A lot of people are like this. Those people should watch out, because attacking like that stupid woman, one day someone’s going to bite you back. And I deeply resented her attack, I wish she was dead then, and still do – note, all this time I wished her dead, but I haven’t killed her, not even seeked revenge. I later saw that one on the ABC- bimbo nazihead. I think the ABC do rewards for bad behaviour, or at any rate, like to employ stupid dogs. Anyway, this night after the police asked me if I called them, I looked around in my squinty vision, and there’s dozens of people literally staring at me, they were all in my garden, and all out on the street, (it was a divided {1} house complex, there were four other units in 1 house (ridiculous real-estate greed)). I was in my nighty – they were staring at me in my nighty, squinting. It was humiliating. I had no idea what was going on out there, except I thought it was some sort of party, or more like social gathering, as there was no music or booze. And I am not a party girl type of person at all, I have mention, I don’t drink, or do drugs or go out to pubs and clubs, or really socialize at all, except for at work with work colleagues. So, seeing all those people was actually quite disturbing. It’s like they were doing the ‘opposite’ of what makes me happy and comfortable, it was a form of unbearable torture. I did not really understand about images back then, AS NO ONE TALKS ABOUT IT. I suspect that’s why they hung around at night rather than day, to see dreams. And this why no one is held accountable, and can be sued. It’s like a deliberate form of bullying that they can easily get away with. The radio, JJJ, was involved. Not really sure what the attraction was, because it’s not like I was living this perfect life, and having these idyllic dreams, infact I recall having quite a few nightmares at that time! Sweaty. I was designing clothes at Grave Attire – gothic shop. I did have a happy childhood; I suspect this has a lot to do with it. So, you know, this is typical that people hang outside my house, (it happened at Hornsby and Pendle Hill too). I have people who follow me when I drive too – they think someone is going to see an image and crash, the people that follow me around, harass me, torment me, are facetious, controlling, manipulative, dishonest and liars. How dare they follow me around. Have they no idea what that would be like; if you were being followed around everywhere you went, and not overtly, but secretly on the sly? Like Co-conspiring behind my back, is a form of bullying. I can’t begin to explain the problems that would arise from this kind of situation - truly I am surrounded by stupid greedy moron bimbo bitches. I want compensation. Back then we didn’t have camera phones, but I would’ve liked to get a shot of all these people just hanging outside my house, as some sort of proof in case anyone here doesn’t believe me, although I think you can plainly see I have no reason to lie, and photos too, of all the other times when there was only one or two, or when the salesgirl from Harvey Norman was hiding behind the bushes, so I could post to you now, so you can see this strange and secretive phenomenon, -and it has been going on over many years, and so there would be quite a few people that have hung outside my house now, like as in I would say, 1000’s of people. All those people involved have given me permission to tell the rest of the world – to go fuck yourselves. That too would have intrigued the police if they were driving by “what are all those people doing there?” And that was one of the huge reasons and bonuses of why I moved on to a remote farm, in the country, it was only lucky that my parents lived in the country, and we had friends and acquaintances in a rural area, otherwise I would be truly stuck, because slipping into country life is not something that is easily done, rural people are very sceptical of outsiders. But after I moved out there, it was bliss, finally I could have some peace and quiet at night - which I more or less did (aside from those grievances that have been discussed on this website.) Once at Bulga Farm, I woke up to see my peacock running around the garden with something in its mouth, on closer inspection, I was to discover it was a used condom! Yuk. I suspect it was Robert Cull’s son!) After about 18 years I was forced to move out of Gunnedah, I was ‘cast out’ – due to this very issue, people cannot handle a single lady. I am now 1500km away in QLD. (I’m really old now, 49 – I suspect age has a lot to do with it, a woman on her own in her 20’s is a spectacle for some people – retarded people, people who work as radio DJS are stupid, this is their nature, and to entertain other likeminded stupid people.) Aside from my neighbours, I’ve only heard a few people hanging about in QLD, and one of those times it could’ve just been someone walking down the Fire trail. (Although I did suspect at one point someone put a phone somewhere under the house, so I could hear them on speaker occasionally? People are really fucked. – BTW it is NOT ok for you to lurk outside my house while I sleep and perv on my dreams, nor to just sit outside across from my house staring in for hours, nor is it ok to walk up and down past my house all night. Are you stupid? (I feel like John Malkovich from the movie “Being John Malkovich”-I wonder if they’ve changed it, edited it….) Although I know they can see things that happened in my past this way, things that I can’t remember, as I was too young, or things I may not have put together or noticed back then. This is how they discovered what happen re the NEGS kneeling thing and the evil terrorist Mr Cone, the school principal at Limbri school, and plenty of other things. They have looked back at every birthday party I had as a child too….and this is not something that is done formerly like at an appointment with a specialist. See someone is always watching you idiot thieves. By the way, when I was living at Gin Gin, someone told me that the reason why I can't "see", is because my father used to drink, like even before I was born, too much, it affected his DNA. At the time, well I thought, it was actually pretty healthy and normal not to have "visions" so to speak, in your head! But I realise now, it was just those stupid bitchy dogs trying to save themselves, and the real reason why I can't "see", is because I apply common sense, and choose not to live in somebody else's dreamworld. I'm the sane one! And I like it that way. I believe those people who follow me around to perv inside my head, have a dysfunction, it's kind of like the same as if they were addicted to drugs; wanting to live in somebody else's dreamworld - they have huge problems, (stemming from stupidity.) So, to those stupid QLD police who thought I was delusional, nuts, and hearing voices, you have absolutely no idea, you are completely clueless, you should just quit and go home. And get the fuck away from me. You too, naive mental health workers. Get the fuck away. You can’t control everyone. 25. FOMO - I know this may seem greatly offensive, but I feel it really needs to be said, it is my duty, since I am pretty sure no one else is going to have the audacity. If you’re a single woman with a child, I’m sorry, but you fall into the “completely stupid” category. First of all, you would’ve had a child out of fear - fear of being alone, fear of not having anyone to talk to, fear for not having anyone to look after you when you’re old, fear of not being the same as other women, fear of missing out. Not to mention, the ‘husband substitute’. There is also the reason of ‘playing sides’; the mother wants someone to be on her side, so she can gang up on husband or even other child, or extended family members, with her own child. Finally, she can have someone on her side. And ofcourse, the number one nazi reason, needing to have someone to ‘boss’ about and control – a subordinate. ALL ridiculous reasons for having a child, TRULY – this is not why you ought to have kids. (Oh, and the woman who brings foetus to birth, because it just happened; something started to grow, suddenly she had a big belly, and they could not be bothered to think about it, or think about doing something about it before it was too late – OMG – too bimbo to talk about any more). GUESS WHAT, no need to feel alone ever - you may not have noticed, but your never alone, ever, it is all a state of mind. And so, after becoming a single mother, then you wonder why it’s a struggle, and you don’t have enough to eat, and why are you getting ostracised from the community. You made a stupid decision, and now you have to live with it. IT TAKES Ying and Yang, to raise a child - male and female influence. Put your ego aside ladies and stop breeding like rabbits, you silly twits. Please note: I would never ostracise a stupid women for having a child if I saw one. She has made her decision, now she has to live with it. Btw, I believe all those above reason why a woman has kids, also applies to married ones. And, someone told me, it is common within a marriage also, for the husband to pressure the wife into having multiple kids so his ego can be passed on. Stand strong against your spouse’s egotistical pressures!! (In my family, it was my mum who pressured dad into having multiples!) (Take up gardening – far more enjoyable, less expensive!) I recall a high school teacher telling me that some of the year 10, 11, and 12 girls, were deliberately getting pregnant, so they could get the then Baby Bonus from the government, which was $5000 cash when baby was born! Stupid libs, they don’t know how naive young women are, how they are incapable of thinking and planning ahead due to their inexperience. And no one tells them, that unless they have a clear set path of 3 meals a day for the next 20 years, then they should not even contemplate having kids. How about that for REAL disgrace. I believe the Baby Bonus has been scrapped (thanks to Julia Gillard, hooray), the previous politicians seemed to be under the impression that Australia needs to populate, well WRONG, this is not the 50s any more. Australia needs to curb its population; we have run out of water, or at any rate, send people up to the far North, like Cook Town, hardly anyone up there. {And stop wanting your investment housing prices to skyrocket – plain greed.} I know there’s women out there who start off with a husband, then have kids, but things go awry, they get divorced, or he dies, and she’s left on her own with the kids. The thing is, if she had of known she would end up on her own, she probably would not have the kids in the first place. I mean, what’s the point, on your own. The husband is designed to bring home the bacon, so then the mother can get on with the feeding and raising, it’s a common-sense situation. So, I’m thinking there should be insurance against “husband loss”, and actually I can’t believe that there isn’t already insurance for it. There seems to be insurance for everything else, so why not this tragedy. (I know some things are hard to hear, but there is still more; I personally believe husbands in long term marriages, who run off with younger women, do so, because that is the nature of a paedophile; wanting to be around naive young women, who don’t know how bad/evil/difficult life is.) Unfortunately, I can’t take credit for having that stunning Acacia in my garden - part of the much-desired cognata hybrids 26. Moving to a Big City When I was in year 10, my mother suggested I go and speak to the school careers counsellor, to get some advice on what I should do after I left school. (Kind of the WHOLE point of school). So, I went and spoke with her, her name was Dr Scarf, and well, what happened, was strange - she basically refused to help me, her exact words “I can’t help you”, she insisted I leave her office. She was such a bitch. I’m not sure what her issue with me was, I certainly wasn’t rude to her in any way, maybe she just didn’t like me, but she would have nothing to do with me. I mean, I could cry blatant discrimination, but I’m not entirely sure what she was discriminating against? She should certainly not have worked at that school; she certainly should have not been a careers counsellor. BTW, that was the same woman who used to eavesdrop on the girls conversations, and try to will ‘swearing’, so she could pocket a $5 fine. She is just another typical evil women, I have encounted quite a few of them in my life. Perhaps the fact that she could not ‘will’ me, was the issue as to why she did not like me? Anyway, so since, later after t hat encounter with her, I won various awards at school and in Gunnedah for fashion related projects, it was expected that I would work in the fashion industry. {Although I suspect there may have been some manipulations going on, as in year 10, I was contemplating leaving at the end of that year and attending the famous Ryde Cookery school, as I did love to cook, even went down there and checked it out, even enrolled. But after I started Textiles and Design in 3rd term of year 10, and did so well at it, I decided I would stay on – so I suspect this may have been a bit of a sinister plot on behalf of the school, who wanted paying customers to stick around. Possibly in retrospect it would’ve been better for me if I left at the end of year 10 - but really who knows. When school finished (1991), I would have been quite happy just to stay at home, in the family home in Gunnedah and see what panned out, (probably would have just remained unemployed…{I did have a woodworking project going on, consisting of building a large dolls house – not really sure why, possibly the only thing really on my mind – I want a house!, and yes, I should have been an architect…Do you know, if someone had of told me back when I was seven years old or something, that the only possible way you’re ever going to be able to build your own dream home when you’re older, is if you become an architect - I’m pretty sure I would’ve set about becoming one. But anyway, back then, and when I was 18, the concept of being an architect was not conceivable. But after school my mother would not hear of me staying in her house, she packed me up and basically dragged me down to Sydney, enrolled me in the Fashion Production course at Hornsby Tafe, and set me up in a flat in the wannabe hoity-toity suburb of Chatswood. Little did she know that the couple she selected me to live with were hard and fast potheads, and were totally addicted to their lifestyle consisting of coming home from work and sitting down to consume 30 hits of the bong! - then doing it all over again the next day, and every! It was quite an introduction for me into the Sydney adult world. The couple were very lovely, and seemingly very normal, (no tattoos!), and they happily answered my many curious questions I had about drugs. I quietly deduced; boredom and laziness, but above all, rebellion was their motivation (this would stem from nazi parents, nazi school teachers 100% over controlling, power tripping ways of raising children – such stupidity in this area, still). I did ask them why?, and he said, “so he could feel normal”. I wondered well, if you feel normal, then what’s the whole point - kind of seems like a big waste of money- paying some exploiter all that money, just to feel the same as you always did and do!! – you know, one has to step back and apply common-sense in every situation you find yourself in! Btw those people who sell drugs, are predators, looking for victims. You would have to be a sucker to indulge them. They are just as bad as mental health care workers or musicians - looking for victims – they all want the same thing – YOUR MONEY. Btw, I'm fairly certain I had dogs from the ABC (triple j) follow me around at this point, they seem to be obsessed about the whole drug thing as well, they then went on to create a section on triple j, radio station for young people, their audience, could phone in and ask questions about drugs. I tell you; pervert dogs my whole adult life. And this is what you get if you don't have privacy, you get complete ‘lack of commonsense’ situations by desperate for ideas dogs who work in the entertainment industry; encouraging young people to take drugs on the radio! They were probably incahoots with the musicians, as it’s easier for musicians to get money from people a who are not fully paying attention! Radios: total scams. And btw, after living with my 2 new flatmates briefly; I did not become a drug user. I had relatively savvy parents. Fashion school was ok, I was good at the design side of things, there were a few nice ‘originals’ types there, but also quite a lot of shallow fashion bitches. I won’t put the story I have with one of the girls, actually, 2 maybe 3….well, one of them, was unbelievable, she was such a bitch! I guess she is not worth talking about, the story is just another bully bitch situation, the bitch antics that small women do. She is pathetic; however, that one did contact me relatively recently, after all these years skyting about her fancy university teaching job! Isn’t that typical; giving the bitches the well-paid job. Anyway, one of them, a couple of years later, I went and stayed with her and her family in Hong Kong, we got on well enough. But I didn’t last too long at Chatswood, and later moved in to a flat with a flatmate from school -which also didn’t last very long - actually I want to mention that living with a flatmate will / would never really work out - people just aren’t designed to live that way, amongst friends, or flatmates. People are designed to live within a family unit, where there is an underlying theme of love - which will get you through all the fights, torments and nuisance behaviours, that you experience when living with someone, if you don’t have that underlying theme of love, it’s not going to work out. And this makes things really difficult, because basically accommodation is so expensive you have to share or be prepared to have a considerably reduced lifestyle - which I have decided is the better choice, rather than unhappily try to share with someone. It’s bad enough when you’re young, around other young people, but when your older, sharing is way worse, as people have scars from life; we don’t want to have to share a house in our 50s with some complete stranger who is most likely an arsehole as a result for the bruises and scars they’ve received as a single person….hear me? (This part about flatmates and love was deleted, I had to rewrite it. Dogs probably stole it. BECAUSE IT IS SO TRUE). I find it strange why this fact is not acknowledged by governments, and why there is not better accommodation suited to singles (and no not small, we ALL want a proper house thanks very much – not a hotel room). They still have not done anything about this in 2025, and the situation is getting 50000 times worse. I don't think I'm asking for too much here, or being too precious about accommodation. I know there's some people who say ‘well you know that's the whole point about life and working, having somewhere to live, your own home’. But, it's just, you know, it doesn't work out for everyone, or there's many people that I've encountered who lose everything - everything that they have worked for is snatched away from them; many divorced situations, many tragedies can happen. So, I think like the safety net of housing needs to be taken way more seriously. I want to say, all my life so far, 3 proper meals every day – no exceptions to that. Then suddenly at 18, I was thrown into this world with no job, no money no food, no proper home, only study (no Aus study, just $20 a week cash for all expenses, from mum, then when I winged, at least explaining to her about the weekly train fare of $12.50, she raised it to $30). Very weird, my mother, I think was clueless about money. I did spend those 2 years studying, eating tomatoes on toast and near starving, I developed heart burn from all the tomatoes, still have it today. My parents were opposed to welfare to. I would have been eligible to receive it. Such snobs. Such vanity. Plus, if you do not have stability in your home life, then work life is not going to work out, firstly, you do not have a sense of permanence at your address, then there is no motivation to make an effort to make things work out at work, there is no point, as you will have to move anyway, especially if the money is minimum wage. And secondly, feeling like you do not belong in the community around your home and work place will be the determining factor to leave it too. When I first moved to Pendle Hill on my own after I left study, and got my first job, I lived in the main street of Pendle Hill, on top of a BBQ chicken shop. Inside the unit was okay, nice and clean with wooden floor boards (but not an ideal location). One day I ventured across the road to the bank, there was an ATM, and the ATM was off the street some, you have to step up a ramp to get to it. So, I was up there waiting, and this girl was walking along with her dog, a big fluffy German Shepard, and she saw me, looked at me directly, changed sides of the pavement, and walked over to me. I felt like she did it deliberately when she saw me on my own, because of what happened; When one comes across someone with a dog, right next to you, one usually would want to pat it, (well in the past this what I did) and so I attempted to pat this dog, but I was unable to because it tried to bite me - I was able to react quickly enough to not let it really cause any damage, just a minor scratch, my hand was quickly retracted with a slight shriek, but then this girl just left, she didn’t say anything, it was like she literally came up to me as she knew her dog would bite me. Dogs rearing dogs. Mmm so this what the women in the western suburbs of Sydney are like. This girl, same age as me prob, blonde hair, without having any motivation, as I had just moved to Pendle Hill, I didn’t know anybody in the area at all, just simply attacked me in her in her passive aggressive manner. In my experience, this pretty much sums up the personality of all women of the western suburbs of Sydney, they want their dogs to bite me - they are fully sick in a totally dysfunctional way. (Note there was a woman in Gunnedah who did this too; Mrs Finlayson, I wrote about it on Life stories, somewhere). Total ban of all canine dogs please. Plus, I have noticed over the years, there are many other women who do this with other females, in fact males aswell. So, they use other people as ‘weapons’, just like those two women were using their canine dogs to bite me -puppet dogs – it is exactly the same manner. In fact, this is such a common thing and exists everywhere I've lived, I can't believe I'm the only one that has ever talked about this issue, as I've never seen it mentioned anywhere, rarely implied on TV / movies either. My neighbour across the road uses her son or daughter in the same manner. I think the Real Estate uses that family too? Or the landlord -someone who poisons my trees – or some idiot trying to play big brother or big sister – this is a common problem I have in life with dogs trying to play big brother – they are sheer evil and have NO COMMONSENCE. Major 3rd borns. And I've seen movie produces do it, and boast about it, like skyting about what they can get other people to do, some even without their knowledge. Zombies. You know whilst I think those two dog owners deserve a bullet to the ear, I have noted that there can be situations in life where this skill, can be of help. Some people are just really stupid, and other people can see what's going on, and so they can use someone, in the moment, to rectify a situation, solve the problem, or end the conflict - in effect people using their powers for good. HOWEVER, I don't think I ever witnessed this ever, I only see people using other people for cowardice reasons, mainly to chastise somebody else. People are pathetic. I tell you, hardly anybody is going to be going through those pearly white gates after they die. See Ya! I note there has been a change in that suburb Pendle Hill now, in 2023, if you look it, it is full of immigrants only, mainly Asian, with hodge podge extensions and renovations. Shanty Town. Too many people to quickly – slow down you bloody greedy immigration policy makers. Actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish; while some parts of Sydney is a fairly good place to live, like where my parents grew up, but if you do not have a familiar community, a place where you belonged, and who are too, familiar with you, then there are many despots who will try to latch on and take advantage of young single women. And, especially when it comes to public transport – a young woman is a walking victim. Unmarried girls really should stay at home in the family nest and not leave until she has fallen in love with someone. You need a strong support network at that vulnerable age. No one warned me about stupid reflective bitches that follow you and torment you. (Why was that, when they are just SO prevalent?? Am I living in bizarro world suddenly? I had 18yrs of normal life, then suddenly after I left the family nest, I get bimbo ‘mirror girls’ plus ones who do twisted mirrors! What the hell?) And the thieves – OMG, desperate greedy selfish bitches, married and singles, rich and poor, does not matter - they are thieving scum, so prevalent all across Sydney. Actually, I should change that, as the targeted theft from me, did not start until after I had left Sydney. It started after I got back from Melbourne, when I was living with dad briefly. So it is Melbourne people who are the biggest thieves I would say, way more than people in Sydney. WAY MORE. But then there’s all the copycats. All the ‘stupids’. By the way, someone told me the reason why I had never encountered stupid people who do reflections before, was because we hung out a lot, with our neighbour, and this woman, married to a farmer, an extremely good cook, was one of those eccentric types with an overt big jolly loud personality, and she has a tendency to wake the people around her up! Which I definatly think is true. (Akin to Mary Murphy’s excited scream!) Although this doesn’t really explain school and the school environment, I mean you’d think I would’ve noticed people doing reflections, maybe it happened and I just didn’t notice, I mean it wasn’t until I was in my 40s that I really started to understand why I would have these problems, and how often I felt like I was having a conversation with myself when I talked to certain people, with women in particular, as well as talking to a third party, instead of the person in front of me, who may actually not be present - and learnt about ‘empty shells’, I’m pretty sure if I had of known about this before, it would’ve made my life less confusing, more understandable. You know, in some cultures, some religions, (including Christianity - which is predominantly the religion in Australia), they believe that people who allow themselves to be ‘utilized’ in this manner - have sold out their souls to the devil, in other words, they have done something that is so bad, that the devil now can use them to play with, and have his evil little way with. Now, whilst I did go to church twice a week every day for six years not to mention Sunday school as a child, I’m not an expert with the Christian Scriptures, but in my experience, it is not the devil that does these things, it is real people, who do these things. They are people who like to play the devil, instead of the usual game people play; Playing God - something also evil. But the ones who want to Play Devil are much worse - they are real and disgusting. I recall asking both my parents why they moved from Sydney, and I was a bit annoyed with them, as they had told me, it was because they had not liked it, and wanted to raise their kids in the clean country air. But I mean, if they didn’t like the city, why would they think, (their very own flesh and blood) would like it?? Gunnedah life for them was really a little like fairy-tale world. It was like a bubble world that they, and our whole family, and friends, were living in. Quite different to what goes on in cities, and in areas where there’s mass population. But they were both from Sydney originally, they both grew up there. I guess they didn’t hang out in the inner-city suburbs or Western suburbs very often. I am not saying it is only these groups of people who steal, oh, no way! But us growing up, we just did not experience any of those ‘primitive’ problems that I encounted in Sydney, and still do with scum followers. I also noticed, there were a lot of same age, my age, ethnic people that they used to hang out in gangs, especially at shopping malls, in the inner and outer western suburbs. Not sure if they still do. I did find it a little odd because I never saw any white people hanging out in gangs, it was just an ethnic thing that happened. And if you’re one person, walking past a big group of people, who all stared at you as you went past, sometimes making snide comments at you - it just makes you feel uncomfortable, and leaves a certain impression of that ethnicity. I believe in my opinion; people hang out in gangs because they just want to fight. They want to live in gang world where they don’t have to be respectful to anyone unless they are in their gang. Plus, they get to fight, little boys love to fight, not just the alcoholic’s disease. They don’t have to live in the real world that way, where they would have to show an ounce of decorum and respect to all others; living in the real world so to speak. A case of “Lord of the Flies”. {I have heard it to be the other way around for certain ethnic girls encountering groups of western men, but were I heard that, the source was a known liar and trouble maker.} Anyway, life does not really begin, until you start gardening! Image above is my fabric Design E Design. It would've been good to have a photo of at least my end of year fashion parade design, which featured in the finale, but there were no phone cameras back then. So I have chosen this "E Design", which comes in many different colours, and slightly different patterns. I specifically chose it because I had some unwanted childdog on my back, about this design, not being my design - when in fact IT IS MY design. I designed it -but I did not draw it; I manipulated the letter C, by joining them together to get an ℇ in Adobe illustrator, then manipulating it until I got the shape that I wanted. I think the font I used was Tahoma- it's my favourite font. I have mentioned before on my blog I'm not an illustrator, I can't draw to save myself, yet look what I can do in illustrator! Love it. And well, I really like this design, maybe because it's just a little personal to me with E, E for Emily! 😁 27. The unfairness and BIAS DISCRIMMINATION of university graduates Now nearing age 50, so far as I can see about life in Australia, for a working person, is those who go on to graduate from university, usually get the well-paid jobs. They can work their arses off for the next 10 years (or not in some cases), but then have enough to be able to buy a house, at least 1, if not 2, or for some put down a mortgage - by the end of those 10 years. And it’s expected to be this way, by “the powers that be”; it’s expected that people who do not go to universities, get minimum wage jobs; they work their arse off for this 10 years, and usually don’t end up anywhere near owning their own home, if even been able to save a for a deposit, and will be most likely renting in a crap house. What makes this so bad, is that the university thing, is often not so much about being highly educated, but it’s about supporting university staff, and especially, cushy research careers at uni (research about life) – which, I grant is important; but the whole way this works is so totally BIAS and DISCRIMMINTRY, I can’t believe they are allowed to do it. I know with my little brother; it was the same for him on minimum wage in his first job out of school in Sydney. But then his company offered him a wage increase if he went to uni part time in the evening, relevant to his field. Which he did, and he got paid, so far as I can gather, 3 times as much. Plus, he was doing the same work after, as before! (I ought to mention he got married just before the offer was made – I personally suspect this has something to do with it – more discrimination against singles). In fact, I recall when I was working at Bonds, after I had finished my 2yr Associate Diploma Tafe course; there was a new guy who started working there; we were talking one day, plus another of my colleagues, and he started talking about his salary, and he was telling us, he couldn’t believe how much he was being paid. He was fresh out of uni, first job, a young 21yr old or so, he had no experience. But he implied, he was getting at least 3 times as much as us – we were on minimum wage more less. Extraordinary isn’t it! But, {the kicker is}, now get this; his role, his job, - well, he actually did not appear to have one! Like, we all had our individual set tasks, contributing to the production of the famous Bonds Singlets! But, his ‘job”, it seemed, was simply to make sure everybody else was doing their jobs!! So, he didn’t really even have to work as far as I’m concerned; it’s not like anyone there was naughty or rebellious - everyone did their job as far as I could see – which explains how he could hang about and chat with us about salaries!! So really, if you happen to be someone who is blessed with common sense, then that situation, just does not make any sense at all, and quite frankly I don’t know how I lasted the whole 2 years there before I finally told them to shove it up their arse (politely ofcourse). But, having more experience now, that company was one of the better ones to work at in Sydney!! And it was really bad – bully nation. And you know what, I think those “powers that be” expect someone working on minimum wage for 10 years, to totally lose hope, and possibly even drop out of the workplace altogether, or take other negative life choice options. It’s like a standard of normal that is perpetuated by greedy universities. I would even take it further and say that some of those “powers that be”, possibly ones in the education system, pick and choose who those people are, they pick who they want to win, and who they want to lose. When I look back at those 10 years working in Sydney for near minimum wage, it was just a total waste of my time. The only good thing I can say about it, is, well at least I know what it’s like working a 60-hour week for minimum wage Lol, mmm, maybe I learnt compassion!! yeah, it waasss reeeally good. If I had of known about the way it works, there’s no way I would’ve worked so hard for those 10 years, if at all. NO WAY. (I have mentioned on my blog how I got a 2nd job in the evenings, and it still was not enough to save for a house deposit after rent and bills). I want to add here, I didn’t drink, nor do drugs, nor ‘party’ and go out. I think even back then, I must have had dogs hanging around, trying to come up with ways to steal my money. The more I think about this, the more I realize how naïve my parents were. Maybe it’s different for other people, like I was thinking about the brand Palmolive, and how this is a huge brand in Australia, with multiple products. I have purchased them over the years from time to time, until finally I realized exactly how crap all Palmolive products are, there are, by far, better and superior alternatives out there. So, I am thinking well they must have a lot of friends in Australia to have that big a market share, with such crap products. Perhaps it’s the same thing, the more friends you have the more money you get, only it is expected uni-grads to be nerdy and friendless, thus they automatically get the good money; a total bias towards university graduates. Maybe they don’t expect non-uni graduates to work these things out? 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Here is a good spot to put another insidious evil older woman antic; it was when I was 24yrs, when I was at work, designing and sewing, I would listen to the radio, and they were talking about yoga and how healthy it is for you, so I thought I should give it a try, and booked in to a little group I saw advertised, it was halfway between my place and work, and on the train line, so I could stop on my way home from work; it was $10 per session. So I went, and it was me and 5 other older wom Life Stories P10 1. More Ocean Rock Pools in QLD please Gov, And 2. Seaforth Beach Net, no crocs, no stingers, no sharks, - way to go Seaforth Council, photo from Google - Lozza Paterno Well, actually, I should say; please councils, - I believe it is up to local councils to organize such projects. And the more I think about that wonderful net at Seaforth I wonder why ALL the local councils have not done this on their beach’s; Sarina? Grasstree? Salonika? Harbour Beach? Lamberts? Blacks? Eimeo? – all the way up, WHY 3. Odd Little Cow / Colour Association Story. Colour Therapy In my mid-20s I decided I really didn’t like the colour yellow - bright yellow that is. And some nosy meddling women at that time, were really curious about as to why I didn’t like the colour yellow, especially considering I was a fashion designer, and working with a lot of colours, and have been known to design a lot of brightly coloured outfits! But it was determined, by those “colour therapy experts”, the root of the problem was traced back to when I was a child living on a farm, and the farmer would occasionally slaughter a cow, and he would give our family some cuts, (wow! – they don’t make landlords like that anymore), however this beef had a very specific and distinct flavour, and as a fussy 8yr old child, I refused to eat it, and I gave that meat a particular name, which I can’t repeat here. I just didn’t like it, it had a most peculiar flavour which no one could explain, and, actually, no one else in the family even noticed the flavour, and all were happy to eat. Years later, I discovered, when talking to a biologist, that the root of that flavour, was mustard weed - mustard weed grew everywhere back on the farm, total weed, it had these bright yellow flowers, and I guess I associated yellow with weedy nuisance, but some reckon, it was really because if that bad tasting beef - so I’m a girl who truly thinks with her stomach!! Here’s a good spot to mention the colour pink. I've noticed in life, there are many people, men and women alike, who do not like the colour pink. And some of them I believe, have psychological problems when it comes to handling this colour! Some women think they will be accused of being 'little girl' if they wear this colour. Some men accuse women who like the colour pink as being 'little girl'! And often men associate the colour pink with weakness, girly weakness. For me, this is very peculiar, I adore the colour pink, especially pale pink. And I have it on good authority, unlike what some may believe; I am certainly not 'little girl'. But instead of a psychological problem with pink, I possibly have the opposite "psychological anti-problem", - if there is such a thing!; when I was a child I loved to cook with my mother in the kitchen. One of our favourite things to make on the weekends was meringues. I specifically remember whipping those egg whites into a shiny creamy mix, and then adding that one drop of red food colouring, which miraculously changed the whole thing to that beautiful shade of pale pink. So deliciously yummy -licking the bowl and the beaters! Another stomach related colour association! Lol. Also, I believe, because there is such strange 'little girl' association with the colour pink, that anyone who has the ‘audacity’ to wear the colour pale pink, especially a woman, is kind of the opposite of a 'little girl' - as they have the courage to do as they please. And most women, underneath all their tough, macho persona, secretly, (possibly even subconsciously!), will like the colour pink; it's a very pleasing and beautiful colour, even if you never made meringues as a young child! After reading this happy positive story, here is a reminder of my current life: What no train beeping this morning? As a little sidebar, this year, as I've been rewriting and editing, uploading more photo stories on my blog, and other various locations online; whenever I do, I have the local train boys here, tooting its horn; “you win you lose” -they are total nutters. Always, they do it, with each upload. But not today, perhaps they are on Christmas break? 11th December 2023. Although this morning I did have old men perverts hanging around next door at the new peoples unit, until I had done my daily business (as one has to - Disgusting perverts, then phone girl coward pervert thief afterwards, ‘releasing them’ so off they went – WHAT THE FUCK? – Piss off you stupid non thinking dogs. {Plus typically then, a microsoft restart}.). 4. Lying Tafe Teachers in Gunnedah One time I did a ‘Finance and Small Business Tax’, Book Keeping course, it was at the Gunnedah Tafe in the evenings. The teacher (unfortunately I can’t remember her name) was a tall middle-aged woman, she would’ve been a mother, married, a big woman. She was teaching the class, that the GST tax that we had to pay, was 11%. I mean I thought everyone knew that GST was 10%! GST is 10%!! But she was teaching all of those students that it was 11%, and that you had to pay 11% tax to the government. She wasn’t making a mistake, this was a deliberate attempt to steal from people, by making them pay more than they should. I don’t know what her motivation would be? Maybe she has a lot of tax income dependent people in her family? who knows? She was certainly a dog and she doesn’t deserve to be teaching and being paid a TAFE salary, let alone even working at all -in my opinion she’s not fit for the workplace (she certainly would not be fit to be a mother either). 5. Fire Trowel, Dust Pan, Stolen on first day of living in New Rental at Rangari T his was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out. So, one of the above stole this trowel. This was the first of close to 500 items that were stolen from that Rangari rental in the 10 years I lived there. There is no hope. The only person I know who didn’t take it, was dad. I should mention there is another possibility, and that is the neighbour, Heath Barwick. A ‘little birdie’ later told me, adamantly, that it was David Heywood who was stealing all those small items from me at Rangari (about 500 small items taken). Maybe David was one of those yahoo cowboy country types, who spent their whole young adulthood getting “wasted” and drunk as skunks, like so many young men do, certainly did back in my time. So, this lifestyle has warped his brain into being a grown man thief? Idiot. 6. You know I am Fed Up with Stupid Women Judging Ugly People T he amount of bimbo sales girls who decline to serve me or to imply that I was not pretty enough to wear the pretty garment has been just despicable. You know, I deliberately do not wear make-up. Not only is it a time-consuming nuisance and a vanity to maintain, but I like my face, I feel it is my best weapon against pricks. Anyway, I do my best to look presentable when venturing out in public, I love people who take pride in their dress, (I design textiles) but I do not feel this should extend to a painted fake face. It’s a bit like a young girl stuffing her chest with tissues, what’s she going to do when she gets the guy back at her place? The guy will be left with handfuls of tissues! Also, this ugly factor extends way beyond bimbo sales girls. In the work place, often disrespect and bullying is targeted at ugly girls, it is an excuse to have a common enemy in the female group dynamic (truly, women together are plain evil). Ugly girls get picked on, especially one with no make-up, they assume they don’t care for themselves and are on drugs. The number of times I have been accused of being on drugs is more than I can remember, one fashion company I worked for sent me on a hemp seminar. (Not on drugs btw, nor do I drink, nor did I back in my 20’s or 30’s, this is hard for a lot of Australians to grasp. I did however get drunk when I was 18 – I glide! I also tried pot, -did not like it.) Anyway, since especially I am not on the market, I find wearing makeup a stupid notion (same with high heels). I find women have been brainwashed by the movie and television industry. I recall my flatmate in Sydney used to spend 2 hrs, no exaggerations, sitting infront of the mirror every morning putting on makeup. Such vanity. I also went to an all-girls school, so I know vanity quite well! Actually I should say it does extend to men as well, particularly young ones, men in their 20s; completely shallow. I think I wrote about it on my blog and then I was advised by some little bird that it's because they have a lot of pressure from their mates; if their girlfriend is ugly, then they get teased by their mates. So, if they didn't have this pressure from their mates, then most likely pretty/ugly, skinny/fat wouldn't be an issue. I note it was also a problem with friends who had older brother siblings, if they don't like you, they cause problems. Of course it works the other way. if they do like you, they also cause problems!! And I know it was a problem with my brother, so if there was a girl that wasn't really attractive, then he was like “I don't like her she hasn't got a very nice personality”, when I could plainly see, personality was the least of it, the only thing he has been blinded by, was her face. I just generally remember in fact most people in their 20s were very shallow, and I say it's probably only 20s, because I kind of shifted away from people in my 30's, so my interaction with peers, is greatly reduced from when I was in my 20s. (Sound of mind purposes; I only can handle being around smart healthy people who aren't shallow! I should say there still are a few around.) 7. Unmarked Undercover Police Car in QLD, and Shame on Gladstone Council for Stealing via Unnecessary Multiple Speed Signs I see again and again Police people in unmarked vehicles try to catch motorists speeding on the Gladstone Benaraby Road, for speeding on piece of highway that is meant to be 90, but jumps from 90 to 80 to 70 in MULTIPLE locations along that 4km stretch of road. The reduced speed signs were originally put there when they were doing roadworks. But obviously, the Gladstone Council together with the police were making so much money from unmarked police catching vehicles who did not notice the 3 different speed signs in that short area stretch, they must have decided to just keep the new signs there, with at first fake roadworks - so they could continue to make money in this totally passive aggressive manner “oh but we are helping” – helping themselves. {I should mention, aside from the speed limit signs there were multiple other signs along there too – it really is a confusing stretch of road. Not sure whether it still is. I was there in 2018. Gladstone police are corrupt, they steal money via entrapment speeding fines, they are disgusting people who do more harm than good, and just want to play dysfunctional (mentally unhealthy) cat/mouse games. They also target certain individuals, who they are after, to get them, to get them to pay sums of money to that particular government organisation. It is blatant theft and it’s a form of abuse, with the police abusing their positions of power. The reasons for wanting law-abiding citizen‘s to pay fines are often completely unjustified, or misinformed, or a reason such as a cockaninnie dogcop would come up with. I suspect the reason that they get away with doing this is because nobody complains and nobody bangs the drum. Wake up sleepy Queenslanders Btw, in New South Wales not putting a “police mobile camera ahead” sign up on the rd, would be against the law, they have to be clearly signed, well in advance, like I think it’s 500m down the road so people who are paying attention can make sure that they’re driving within the limit and that way the police would only catch reckless people who aren’t paying attention. So, in QLD, they do not sign speeding cameras, and when I phoned their same ‘RTA’ equivalent, the girl I spoke to (and I just know she had blonde hair) said, in a most revolting condescending tone, ”As if they would sign or notify, that’s their whole point - to entrap motorists”. Fucking stupid bimbo, obviously failing to see the actual point of speeding cameras, to slow motorists down – AND NOT TO MAKE FUCKING MONEY off victims – you stupid bitch. 8. Fish Story at Pretty Beach When I was young, we used to holiday down on the central coast, at my grandmothers. We were a large family, 4 kids plus my cousin were always around. One day, dad said he’ll take the boys down fishing off the wharf, so off they went with their new Christmas fishing rods. After a bit, I decided that we (my little sister Penny, 5yrs, and I, 10yrs) should go down too, and try our hand at fishing! I decided that we should get dressed up for the occasion, it was a phase I was going through as a child ‘dressups’ so we found all Grandma’s fancy gear, from back in the day, big jewellery and make up too, then we traipsed down to the wharf. You should’ve seen us! What a site, these two young girls prancing along! When we got to the wharf, all the local boys were taunting and cajoling “girls! Those girls think they can fish, ooh girls, AS IF, go home girls!” (back then, it was typical for boys to hate girls, I don’t know if that has changed, but there was a lot of hate in the 80’s, for women from other people in the greater community). So, dad straightaway said, no, come on girls, he gave us a real (no rods left, but those little plastic reels worked just fine) he showed us how to bait the hook. I kid you not, less than 30 seconds after I dropped the line, I got a tug and I pulled in (with dads help) this massive fish. -the biggest fish anyone has ever seen down there at Wagstaff/Pretty Beach (I note now the shed that was on the end of the wharf is gone, see google map screenshot)! The fish was over a metre long! huge, I think it was a flathead, can’t quite remember (not into fish). But, you wouldn’t believe it, to everyone’s amazement, 10 seconds after I pulled in my big fish, my little sister got a tug, and she pulled in one about 3/4 quarters the size of mine! So still HUGE - NO KIDDING! Someone took a photo showing my sister and I with our fish, don’t ask me where it is now. All those boys been down there all morning, caught nothing! Teach those boys! And girls, lesson for you; you want to catch a big fish, you gotta get ‘dressed to the nines!’ (Although I am pretty sure it was the act of doing fun girly kind of things with a little sister, that really did the trick – I see your plan, and I’ll get behind it). BTW, every holidays when we went down there, we'd also go round to the beach regularly, at Killcare, they had "Little Nippers" for kids; my cousin and my brother did it. We as girls were never asked if we wanted to do it - it just wasn't something that girls did back then, there were no other girls doing it. And so, I'm fairly certain that I was irked by this, not that I said anything to anyone or mum, I mean quite frankly I would be just happy to laze around the beach and go for a swim, whatever. Maybe it was just the fact that it was assumed that I wouldn't want to do it, that irked me, as a young child, not even aware of feminism. Although later at some point, they were girls, as I remember a family friend by the name of Gemma I think? She started doing it, she was friends with my cousin. I remember them both implying, that, I didn't do Little Nippers because I was too weak and pathetic; too girly!!! Lol! Now, while I may or may not have taken this personally, there actually is a correlation between being active as kids, and brain stimulation, and what they were making fun of, was actually along the lines of being completely true! -not that I was NOT an active child -I was extremely active, I did a lot of horse riding and swimming. I was pretty much fully awake as a child. So, the fact that they were making fun of me in this respect it was not true - but maybe they were implying parents who do not encourage their girls to be active are old fashioned backwards. Kids who aren't active in their childhood are bloody sleepy zombies. “oh really, watch me catch this fish then!!!” “we are girly women, and we are going to be able to do it!” 9. Forget about the entire cleaning isle at the supermarket - cleaning aisle All you need is vinegar in a spray bottle, Tea Tree oil and a scourer, (save yourself from cancer) all those chemicals they ‘trick’ you in to buying are a total waste of money. Here are some tried and tested ways to house cleaning basics, I never have any need for any other cleaning product (aside from low phosphate washing/dishwasher powder): Microwave (and my convection oven) - spray with vinegar, leave 30mins, then use cloth with a little TeaTree to wipe clean, - 30 seconds and microwave is clean!! Windows – spray with vinegar thoroughly, leave to soak for ½ hr (spray every 5mins) then wipe clean with a wonder cloth or shallow scourer (too abrasive and it will leave scratches on the glass) When wiped clean, dry with either a new cotton cloth or scrumpled newspaper for no streaks. Some people swear buy a window scraper to dry with. All floors – mop with warm water and tea tree. This and vinegar will work in bathroom too, but if you can’t be bothered even for that, then spray mould with bleach – use only a little, do not saturate, as bleach is harmful to a balanced environment, and a little goes a long way. leave overnight, Voilà, all clean with NO scrubbing!! Actually, for general all-purpose cleaning like benchtop/fridge wipe downs, I had kept any empty spray cleaning bottle from the supermarket (so, a good bottle that does not seep scent, or leak from the sprayer), and I keep that filled with water and tea tree, and usually some orange essential oil too for good fragrangrance, sometimes geranium essential oil too. That with my favourite moist cloth – the Wonder Cloth, it works well. Also, especially do not buy oven cleaner, OMG, why not cook your open roasts in toxins? So disgusting. Now those old ovens are much harder to clean, and as a result, I personally do not use mine, as a renter, I just use my byo convection microwave, which is 55million times easier to clean, I recommend you do the same, throw out all those old coil hot plates with ovens below. I worked in house once that had a Self-Cleaning oven, you would turn the oven up to the super hottest setting for 20 minutes, and it cleaned it. That was pretty good too! 10. Nursing Home Concerns Blurb A few years ago, when I was unemployed, I was FORCED by Centrelink to work at a nursing home in Gunnedah (the female nazi CUNTS there, said they would cut my payments if I didn’t go. By the way, forcing Centrelink unemployed people to work at a nursing home, or anywhere for that matter, takes away PAID jobs (much needed shifts) from nursing-home staff. According to the Centrelink rules, they’re not allowed to do this, yet they still do it. Nazis, I tell you, Nazis. Stupids. I also had to sign a form saying if I got sick, I wouldn’t sue them -whole other story there with deliberate virus exposure, which if you’ve read my blog, you will be familiar with just exactly how pissed off I am as a result of getting sick from being forced to be there – I WAS NOT MEANT TO BE THERE YOU STUPID DOGS). But this story is about the conditions of elderly people in the nursing homes. I can assure you, all your fears about nursing homes are true - staff don’t care about the old biddies, they give them sleeping tablets to subdue them and they force it down the throats of those who object. Some (by some, I mean a lot of female) staff have such a lack of common sense it’s downright scary. —female dominated industry (major unhealthy imbalance). And of course, the food is terrible, all exported, really cheap and bad, and the ones that can’t feed themselves just miss out. This experience, and my experience in hospitals, tells me, we actually need a whole new Course /Diploma, at uni, or Tafe, re commercial food prep; re ultimate healthy food, thus creating a food nutritionist slash chef (we especially need this in hospitals, where people’s health is the whole point). Common sense – where is it. Oh, and same with teeth brushing, those that can’t, get tooth decay, all their teeth fall out, it’s a bad area, and dentists do not think about caring for teeth in old age – they do work that leaves the patient having to floss and water pick vigilantly everyday – so any dental work done prior to entering a nursing home is going to rot. They are really irresponsible and uncaring in this way {You really ought to stay away from dentists from the get go, learn about cold neem tea as daily rinse – there is no need to go to a dentist ever, certainly never send your kids to a dentist}. I would strongly suggest home-care as a far better alternative to nursing homes in Australia, but what I witnessed happened in public, so what may go on behind closed doors or at night, maybe a whole lot worse. We really do need robots. When I was there, there was one woman who worked there in the Kitchen, she was such a bitch. She was the one that the nurses would go and get, when someone wouldn’t take their medication, and this girl, Trish, would force these patients to take the medication, she would literally shove it down their throats. When I first met her, on my first day, she just had some snide comment to make about my mother, stating she wasn’t really a nurse. Unbelievable - my mother was most defiantly a nurse, and she would run rings around that little bitch. {Dad later told me she (they, but it would have been her) was exceptionally rude and disrespectful to my mother not believing she was a nurse, as my mother used to go there to see her previous patients, (she was a visiting home nurse with her own business). So, mum used to go to the nursing homes, not to treat anyone, but to see how they were doing, she was a caring person and liked her patients and her job, something those staff who work there now, no nothing about}. Trish the monster also started going off at unemployed people, at me, saying they all should be shot – I explained to her that you can’t just write someone off for merely being unemployed, there are way more people, who do really bad things, and would be far more suitable candidates for being shot. (I really don’t know how you could compare a criminal with someone who is just merely unemployed, there’s no comparison, either you’re a criminal or you’re not.) Some people are so stupid. I went on to further explain to her, people have all sorts of issues going on that she wouldn’t know about, there are many people in their 40’s+ who suffer from physical pain, that you can’t visibly see when you look at them. There are others suffering from emotional pain that you can’t see. And in my personal opinion most people who ‘don’t fit the norm’ or have problems that don’t enable them to function as other people would like, is a direct result from abuse, from public schooling, or abuse from elsewhere in the community, possibly the family too, but most often, outside the family unit. Plus, unfortunately there are a lot of predators in the community who just like ‘hating’ and picking on people, like Trish. People who are such victims, tend to go out of their way to avoid such situations. Plus, big business, will go to any lengths to sabotage a competitor, thus making them unemployed (I witness this ALL THE TIME, I can’t even put 2nd hand items on marketplace without those stupid dogs stealing from me). So, from the start when I met her, she was revolting - a person that shouldn’t be there, she shouldn’t be working anywhere (infact the world would literally be a better place without her in it), she doesn’t deserve to live in the planet she’s such a bully. Anyway, I have people pretending to be her atm, it’s like they want me to tell the world about this woman Trish. So here she is, this is the woman that works at the Gunnedah Alkira nursing home. And she represents a lot of bullies – there are countless non-thinking women with no learnt morals, just like her, who work in nursing homes, and many other sectors actually. Just a bitch. They exist, they’re real – there’s no trying to save them. There was actually a positive that came out of my forced ‘nursing home’ experience, one, at that time on the news they were doing a whole lot of Australian aboriginal stories about the stolen generation, that is, people who apparently took kids out of their aboriginal family homes and put them up for adoption. As I was hearing that I'm thinking, who on earth would take a child out of their family, that's just absurd. But then after working in the nursing home and meeting some of the staff, I realise who did it - it is non-thinking dogs that work for the government. I want to say, I do believe the government’s ulterior motive was to try and get aboriginal people to interact with whites, because they were really quite separate and there were heaps of problems with aboriginals, with alcohol, unemployment, poverty and child neglect/abuse, (really awful stories). So, they were trying to create abos who could be familiar with white culture world, so they could represent the aboriginals and give the aboriginals voice, you know, for the greater good of the aboriginal people. So, in that respect I do believe it has worked, just unfortunately there were probably stupid people working for the government that didn't see that same view, and were just gung-ho about removing kids from people they didn't deem acceptable. The other thing I discovered at the nursing home was “empty shells”, and how some old biddy’s walk around with basically just their body, and their soul and mind has long departed, (or some seem to go in and out). I discovered nurses have all sorts of fun playing tricks on people via an “empty shell”, through reflections, which I talk about in my “Things I wish I was told when I was 18” go and read it, as in retrospect, I can see this whole reflection thing is not restricted to old senile people, I have witnessed many young girls acting like empty shells, there are many in the inner-city suburbs of Sydney, Glebe… - they are leeches (just don’t catch public transport in Glebe). And I feel more people need to be made aware about this, because not only nurses but other wilful people (like lawyers) will take advantage of an older person who maybe is not in a nursing home yet, but has started the ‘reverse’ process. Money is at stake. Plus, I learnt how people who are not empty shells can inadvertently use people who are, to do bad things, like I was looking after this one old biddy, a nice old blonde lady, a blonde biddy, with apparently dementia, but she was fairly coherent (there are different types of dementia). That morning, another old biddy came into the laundry (a red head), where I was at the time, and she had come up with a joke that she was telling the laundry woman, it was a joke in poor taste, something about dogs. And I left to go and get my ‘charge’, and for the next hr or 2 we were walking around slowly, and I was pondering about that awful joke, and the awful old redhead biddy. So anyway, the next thing you know, blonde biddy and myself were walking outside and happened to be resting on the veranda that was outside the redhead biddy’s room, and all of a sudden blondy reached over to the Lilo, and ripped off the label that was sticking out, she did it like as an act of revenge, an act of vandalism, as the Lilo belonged to the redhead, and she could hear my disgust with her!! She never heard the joke. So, it was not like I told her to do this bad thing, she just did it. (Not that she actually did any damage, who cares about the content label on a Lilo!!) She was making a point! I feel this most definitely happened to both my parents when they were in the process of dying. I wasn’t aware at the time that I was being tricked, but I can clearly see what happened now, and I’m pretty sure I know who was doing it, someone in the local community, and while they didn’t have big devious plans, just having a little so-called fun, (devious in my opinion, but not bank breaking) I’m pretty sure in other situations with elderly people who perhaps are quite wealthy, it would be very easy for someone to manipulate the situation. In fact, I’m pretty sure it happens a great deal, because, whilst I was listening to my parents in these particular times, thinking well this is out of the ordinary, it’s not something they would say, but I wasn’t thinking that they were being manipulated by someone else, and so I just went along with their request. So, I know for a fact that this will go on and people will be getting ripped out of inheritance left, right and centre. So, you need to be careful if you’ve got elderly relatives who are a little reflective. Just be careful. Little Birdy told me the reason Lawyers are so hopeless in this country is because they have all been chosen from primary school age, and have been oppressed, so they will stay on a tight leash and not do this kind of thing (they did not factor in lawyers kids, Baxter child). Actually, I feel like I might have been a little vague here, and I need to give an example; so here goes. If your elderly relative has been talking to other people or listening to them, and then a little later they start talking to you and manage to say in their ‘pre or dementia’ state, they want to buy a bunch of flowers (or a big teddy bear) for so and so, can I help them - it might seem like a normal request, but actually the elderly person asking to buy the flowers, isn’t someone who would ever in her whole life by anyone flowers, let alone this particular so and so. -So, that’s what I mean by being tricked, and while it’s just a bunch of flowers and no big deal, you can see how it could easily be much more than just a bunch of flowers. Good thing my parents didn’t have large sums of money lying around! I’m a huge fan of building big homes with a large detached granny flat - it is the number one way to care for your elderly parent. By the way this is one of the stories that I managed to get onto Facebook before I was ban. Only it wasn’t as detailed as my lengthy little blurb here, I just summed up some of the bad things that happen in nursing homes. And there was a definite whistleblowing vibe. Some of the comments afterwards, implied; this girl is not ever going to get a job in Bundaberg because she’s a whistle-blower - and every business in Bundaberg does dodgy things, just like that nursing home! I’ve gotten to the end of this blurb, and I realise I have not mentioned anything about sickness. I guess I have written about it in my virus story. But yeah, highly contagious viruses are found in nursing homes and hospitals. Plus, one of the women used to bring her kids in after school for a few hours before she went home every day, and those kids were all over the place - that’s why glandular fever went round, those kids pass all the virus on that go around the schools, that’s what happens if ditzy mothers bring their kids into the workplace. And, I recommend once a week, nursing home patients are given the option of McDonald’s takeout for dinner – so someone would literally have to go and get, then bring back. This would be an unheard of, and out of the question thing, when I was working there! Non thinking staff. None of those oldies had probably ever had Maccas! But, times are changing. Btw, I am NEVER working in a nursing home ever again – you can take your sickness and your nazi nurses, and shove them up your arse. Actually, after getting sick, I've had those strong anti-nursing home convictions, but you know if you read my blog you'll be also aware I have other things that really annoy me, that I think about daily; bullies in day-to-day life, bullies in the workplace. Someone suggested to me it's because I have these strong feelings about bullying and people who don't behave - is that why I should be working in a nursing home, because I have the opposite of that. I have a caring empathising personality. So, when they said that I was really quite offended at this, as I associate with not being respectful and courteous, or caring and polite with people who are merely lazy and selfish; as in a slight mental inadequacy. It was like this person has given themselves an excuse of why they don't have to be nice, because they reckon they have a "business head" so to speak. WHAT A LOAD OF SLACK CRAP. After working in a total bitch area like the fashion industry, and then working in a nursing home, plus other sectors, like the arts and horticulture, I assure you, people are all the same wherever you go; bitches across all sectors. But you know, like as I have explained on my Blog, I am a ‘moth to flame’ person, with these idiots being attracted to me, so not everyone probably has experienced the kind of mental inadequacies, stupidity, bullying and thieving that I have. 11. Faux charities Faux people You have to be careful about people who ask you for money, and say it’s for charity. I was enticed to work in a Charity call centre in Parramatta when I was 20, (my full-time job did not pay enough to get by). There was about 10 of us (one of them was a dog, who probably follows me around), we were to call up random people from the phonebook and ask them for money, saying it was for charity. At the time, I certainly, naively, did not know it was NOT for charity. (Btw, people do give, it’s all about your tone – dogs have been trying to change my tone for yrs, I have far too much “persuasion”, for dogs hung up on class (read my Jelly Baby Scam story). In retrospect only, I can see plainly, it was not a charity, it was for those people organizing, to make a living, that’s how they were do it, by lying to people. Shame on them, and silly naive 20yr old me for being tricked by them too. (I note, today, I have many women trying to take money off me in the name of fake charity cases and RobinHood games, you can’t trust any retailers, or any woman at all – they all lie to try to steal money.) Don’t know if it’s connected, but there are a whole heap of fake op/charity shop’s on the Internet, but when you go there in person, there’s actually nothing there. Btw, there's only one type of charity required in the world today in my opinion, it's not money that needs to be thrown out to various individuals or organisations, it is condoms. Curbing breeding will curb poverty. You know even chooks get it, 'Less of you, more for me'; chooks are smarter than mothers. “4 legs good 2 legs better”. Photo: Isn’t he a beauty! Angus, infront of my Ironbark’s. Surrounded by Angus Beef at Rangari – do you think I could ever afford to buy Angus beef while I was at Rangari! Course not! See how lush and thick that paddock is – this is Cell Grazing technique. Not sure why all the farmers around Gunnedah, do not do this; it is by far, a superior way to farm stock! The farmer across the way, did not do this technique, he just left all his cows in a paddock from day 1 till market day, and his paddock was shitty – it was bare, mostly all the time, and it was full off catheads, thistles and bindis. Now if the farmer who did Cell Grazing, also implemented my Kurrajong tree plan, in his paddock, in grid style, he would be laugh ‘in. 12. Gunnedah 'the peoples attitude' at Dorothea Mackellar Memorial Statue I have some more things to say about Gunnedah. As I was looking for an iconic ‘Gunnedah’ image, I saw this one and then remembered that I had already written a story underneath a photo of the Dorothea Mackellar Memorial Statue, but when I went to find it on my computer, it was gone, and it was also gone off all my backups, as well as my websites! So, I think, whatever I wrote (I can’t quite remember) I must’ve hit the nail on the head with that story. So, I’ll just put here what I was thinking of today, and hopefully later on I’ll remember the other story that was stolen. (btw, this is a free image from wikicommons – I never got round to taking sightseeing photos of Gunnedah!) I have lived in Gunnedah more or less my whole life, but in 2018, I was ‘cast out’, my landlord sold the farm I was living on for the past 10yrs, both my parents had passed, and I was unable to find anywhere to live, nowhere. I believe, one of the reasons I was so hated in this town, was because I did not do ‘pecking order’. Pecking order is huge in Gunnedah, especially amongst women. Don’t get me wrong, I am a very respectfully lady, and are always polite and courteous would never insult someone I encountered or pick fight with them, - but basically, I think (due to my 47yrs experience) most people everywhere you go are basically fucked, most people would sell their mother out if they could get $1 for it. So as far as I’m concerned, nobody out ranks anyone else, their all pretty much the same, and so, those people who think of themselves at the top of the pecking order, like the cocky bimbo girls who work at Gunnedah council – those dogs can sense me - they can’t handle someone like me, I upset everything for them, I interrupt their bully power tripping ways. So, they make things difficult for me like, give me parking tickets, cut my wires in my car so I am stuck, steal from me, handicap my foot, pass on contagious virus’s - they got up to all sorts of bully behaviour. Someone told me that if I ended up staying there, they would’ve killed me in the end, I would believe it. Since moving to QLD, I have noticed a slight change in people, Queenslanders are like how NSW was 20yrs ago. In Gunnedah, now everyone hates each other, and has their guard up, and will try to rip you off in order to get as much money from you as possible, it was not like that 20yrs ago. I believe it has been done deliberately to keep people fighting between each other, so the powers that be, can control everyone – it is a ruling tactic. So, QLD, has many backwards problems, but mainly ones of a type of ‘unproffesionalism’, like unskilled people, and ‘mates rates’, kangaroo court, low confidence, etc etc. 13. Stolen garden hat, Melbourne open Garden Scheme 2006 This navy blue cotton garden hat (I did not have a photo of it, so that’s the best I could match it), was stolen when I visited one of the exquisite open gardens in Melbourne one weekend of my brief time in Melbourne at RMIT in 2006 And guess what, it was stolen by one of the dogs who follow me. I had left it on the park bench, and it would’ve been literally 15 seconds later, I remembered I had left it, so headed back, and it was gone, just like that. Can you believe that? How dishonest and disgusting people are? I loathe people. I loathe Australians and their thieving junior mentality. Stupidity. Actually, I think I saw who stole it later in a car following me still (I got a bit lost a one point and ended up on some outback dirt lanes), it was an actor from England, he had brown short hair, was skinny and tall – I think he was in Downton Abby, but he was so offensive I only watched 1 episode so I am not 100% sure. By the way, those open gardens were visited by hordes of people. Every garden we went to that weekend, there were literally thousands of other people doing the same thing; garden hopping, from one garden to another, and some of those gardens were so good, (albeit a little old-fashioned, a lot of English gardens) - not too many natives down there in that infamous gardening region. But I’m sure that’s changing. People love gardens, people love nature, even the evil thieves are attracted to Gardens (Which actually, I find a little odd, as anyone who knows nature, knows you can’t steal and do the wrong thing by people, you will never get away with it, one way or the other.) I note, many open garden schemes have stopped operating now – I imagine not from “out of flavour” – but because of the “thieving” epidemic. Btw, when I was in Melbourne I went into a shop that was selling exact same hat, so I purchased another ($22). And several years later, it too was stolen, at Gin Gin QLD. I have had other hats stolen over the years too. I guess I am going to have to find a really ugly hat, one that no one would be seen dead in. 14. Future Business Mission It is my goal one day to own 2 businesses near Baffle Creek /Agnes Water. One involving carriage rides for tourists through the Melaleuca Dry Sclerophyll forests on the property, with the other side of the business being a Cattery. I did intend to start these two businesses with the win of my Christmas lottery ticket, just this Christmas gone, unfortunately, it will have to be delayed until next Christmas. I also plan to build my dream house on the large property. I will be using Thomas O'Hare Architects from the UK (Grand Designs: Belfast Hill House) I might have considered an Australian, but since I have been ban from so many Australian communities, no. (I haven’t been ban from Kevin McCleod’s Grand Designs – until I wrote this, but ofcourse, then the dogs got him – what a weakling.) I’m sticking with a UK architect, (ofcourse I am fairly sure if I was living in the UK, I also would have been ban over there too – same personality type dog types in charge over there, as here.) so I have come up with my own design combining both, I have a image up here already. I am also considering the possibility of setting up on Ella Bay Rd near Cairns instead of Agnes – just not sure of the weather situation yet. 15. My Kurrajong idea for Australian Farm paddocks - crisscrossed with a lattice design of trees Take a look at these Yew trees (Taxus bacata) growing in the Hampton Court UK. I could not find any images of any paddocks crisscrossed with trees! I love a good a lattice pattern. I guess a straight grid pattern would work too! I had an idea very similar to this some years ago for Australian cattle farmers; Imagine, if you replaced the Yew Trees with Kurrajong trees (Brachychiton populneus). So the whole paddock is crisscrossed with these Kurrajongs! Fantastic symbiosis of soil, grass, mulch and shade, creating perfect habitat for cattle in dry areas where rainfall is minimal 200 to 600mm. For me, if I were a farmer, especially in Gunnedah – this would be the first thing I would do. In times of extreme drought, the Kurrajongs can also be chainsawed down, that is - a couple of big branches here and there, for the cows to eat. Kurrajongs will regrow no problems, even in the middle of a long term 7yr drought – they are amazing! Course, you will need some sturdy wire tree guards to protect them for the first few years. Or put sheep in for the first 5 years or so until they are big enough to handle cattle. Plus I suggest deep ripping to provide easy root growth. 16. Real Estate Tactic’s to Steal Tenants Bond If a real estate denies bond, then a tenant has no choice but to go to court to ask for it back, if they feel it has been unjustly withheld. If you live in fairyland and don’t know that spiteful little rental girls will withhold Bond unfairly, well, newsflash, they do. Now if you have to go to court over this matter – a judge will automatically hate you for it, because they think you should have worked it out, and you’re wasting their time. (I believe they need a separate Tenancy court in QLD, they do in NSW, it’s called Tenancy Tribunal), although they have QCAT, but it’s done in same court room by same judges as all else – so NOT separate. Experienced Real Estate girls, have come up with tactics to take to the judge, inorder to keep partial bond. This is what they do: They ask for ALL the bond, knowing full well they have no claims to do as such. But then they come up with ludicrous claims, with over exaggerated and ridiculous accusations, in the attempts to get a part bond refund for a minor wear and tear issue. (Btw, Wear and tear is listed as acceptable, in the contract of a Form 18 Lease). And in my case, - I will fill in the actual reason, the real estate wanted me to pay the $130 annual water fee to the local old men council of Builyan, but as this was not in the lease, I had no obligations to do so, nor did the real estate girl even ask me to pay it. So, what she did was come up with a lot of bogus reasons (like compensation for removing a dead tree stump, replacement cost of a door, which was still there…) in order to obtain the $130 (I never said to the real estate girl that I would not pay for any water consumption, btw – she was young and stupid and did not ask me for it, instead, deciding to take me to court for other bogus reasons). So, if she had of just approached the judge with a partial bond of $130 request, he would have thrown it out anyway, but with all her cockanninnie claims, and her young sweet face, and her conglomerate employer, Elders, how could he refuse her. And then with all my evidence showing her to be contradictory, or as near as I could, with no preparation, (I did forget 1 crucial photo, which tipped the hat) PLUS, I represented poor low-income tenant (usually always assumed guilty) so, he agreed to partial bond, WHEN HE SHOULD NOT HAVE, he thought he was just trying to be fair, and did not want to create a “winner” and a “looser”. But I can assure you HE DID. As I should not have had any bond withheld – I am a very clean and thorough woman. Not to mention, this took 2 whole days to determine, plus a 2hrs trip up and a 2hr trip back on both days – TOTAL CUNTS -this is a deliberate tactic to piss you off and waste your time. So, this is how these girls work the judge, and the system, and it is theft. And, btw, because I did not pay the full bond, they police who were side by side the Gladstone Courthouse – and made a point of talking to me that day, and were involved in my life at Builyan (blind as bats), followed me home and gave me a bogus speeding ticket, for you guessed it $570 (remainder of the bond) - they are also thieves. Thieves. I will name and shame those 2 police from Builyan: Lynch.LisaM[CR] Lynch.LisaM@police.qld.gov.au, so Lisa Lynch, plus her husband who I never met and never knew his first name. I believe they were transferred to Cairns in 2022, as I received a seed order from Lisa Lynch (?) yeah, that $3.70 will make up for it. Stupid. (It was also those 2 that “someone” adamantly thought it was them breaking into my house at Builyan). So, there was nothing I could do about that bond situation. I wrote a whole other story about my terrible unfair situation at Builyan, and also a whole other story about that particular stretch of road near Gladstone with their fake road works on the hwy to trap motorist for speeding – a money making scam that is unsigned for cameras. Apparently it is only in NSW, that speed camera signage is law. 22. My Chook Yards My Strawberry Patch 20. Work Desk At Tulcumbah 21. My desk with PC at Rangari 17. Tulcumbah Back Garden 19. Water Rushing into the Namoi Dec 07 upstream shot at Tulcumbah 17. I found some photos of when I was living at Tulcumbah and Tulip on the edge Thought I should include them in my life blog. As I was looking at the garden photos on my PC, I realised what happy memories I had gardening at this place, and with such a good backyard view- there was 360° no neighbours at this place mmmm mm! {although not so happy memories of the bloody landlord there, who were 2km away; you know, not only this one, but many woman, mothers, seem to be deluded into thinking that being ‘bitch’ is being tough and strong. Like their attitude is “whoever yells first and yells the meanest, wins” - they seem to be confused about what strength really is. Cassandra Hayes. All people who live in Sarina who have kids. You know men who have total bitch mother’s, usually turn out to be rapists. Being a bitch is nothing to be “proud” about. Anyway, it’s so dire, how landlords can just toss you out, like my whole life can be just tossed out – they have zero empathy or compassion, really nasty patronizing people. Knapman}. Back to my good memory part; the soil apparently was brought in from the river flats, so it was extremely good quality, silty fertile soil. And indeed, everything I planted thrived. I put in quite a number of fruit trees, at least 15. So, together with those fruit trees, and the fruit trees I purchased at Rangari, and then the fruit trees have since purchased in Queensland - I would’ve purchased about close to 60 fruit trees now! And here I am living in a garden, in QLD, that has absolutely no fruit trees! And do you think I can purchase any decent fruit each summer? Forget about it!! I don’t know how those supermarkets can get away with calling what they sell as fruit – its sooo bad. Life is truly a bitch, I tell you. (Least I didn’t pay for the ones I planted at Long Cottage, Peter did, he would still have them and be getting good fruit by now – fed by his worm waste septic system!). Anyway, I’ll include some photos, and write some. Like that tank you can see in this photo, it was a huge good quality underground cement tank that held my rainwater; connected to the roof gutters. It also held the clothesline in the very centre. Where those pumpkins are, it is kind of a ledge, and beyond that, is a 4m drop, down to the gully below - you can’t see it from the photo. So, I would hang my washing out there, always of course accompanied by my 5 cats, and whenever I was on that side of the clothesline, I would be a little bit hesitant, not wanting to go too close to the edge, hence why all the pumpkins are there, little bit of a barrier. One day my cat Tulip walked over to me, and kind of got my attention, and then as I was looking, he walked right over to the ledge, and sat very precariously, in my opinion, on the very edge of the ledge; and it’s like he had noticed my hesitation (fear/weakness), and he was trying to show off, I’m not afraid at all!! - funny little teenage boy pussycat! The house was near the river (the Namoi) about, 300m away – I do wonder why they did not build closer to the river (?) it was fairly pretty down there. Back then the river still had not been invaded by Landcare volunteers, and so there were beautiful weeping Willows down there, but also some nice she-oaks and some rock formations. Also, I noticed a lot of big catfish, heaps, they seemed to ‘play’ in the mornings, but then, if I was down there in the afternoons, I noted their personalities took on a more serious demeanour – they were serious about finding dinner! I did stumble on one that was in difficulties, trying to cross from a drying up water hole back into the river, he took one look at me, and this jolted him into adrenaline mode, and he made it. I was tempted to stoop down and pick it up for my dinner, but those fins looked lethally sharp, and I heard catfish was not that good. Although after I noticed all those fish, the next weekend I went down there, suddenly there were about 10 rods all perched up on the other side, neighbors obviously caught wind of all those fish. Poor little fishies! (Those were the neighbours that too, did aerial spraying of poisons, and did not advise me, fucked neighbours.) I did try one catfish in the end that Tomas caught – and yes, yuk, they taste like dirt, even after soaking in freshwater overnight. By the way, when I was living on that property for those two years I cleaned up all of the trash that had been discarded over the centuries by all the farmers who had lived there. There was so much: picking up one little piece at a time over the two years, I would've got at least two trailer loads full of rubbish. A lot of discarded wires, tangles, scrap metal, broken toys, broken crockery…. and this was a time before plastics, I hate to think the state of the land these days. Farmers have a general lack of pride and appreciation for the land they work. 18-21 photos just above 22. My chook yards Every house I’ve lived in, I have had to build myself a chook yard. This is one of them, it’s fairly large, and was constructed as cheap as I could do, with me winning a roll of wire at a farm auction for $100, (when I say won, there was some dog guy there driving the price up from $15, who I suspect did not actually want it, but knew I did – so really, I lost it at auction – (oh no, can’t me at all you thieving mongrels))…. And the rusty poles were salvaged from the tip, for free. Unbeknownst to me, that chicken wire was the cheap stuff, and as a result, a huge disaster befell; even though I dug a big trench around the whole chook yard, and buried the wire, to make sure foxes couldn’t dig underneath it, what happened, was a fox came along, and the chooks got all stirred up, and tried to peck the foxes, so they put their heads through the fence to peck, and of course the fox just bit off its head, and also tried to pull the chook through the wire, which didn’t really work, there must’ve been more than one fox because they managed to bite all the heads off all the chickens - it was total carnage, feathers everywhere. A total tragedy. The chook yard was at least 200m away from the house, so I didn’t hear a thing, I consider this the main reason for the tragedy, I built it too far away from the house - just my mere presence would’ve scared the fox off, and I would have heard them if it was at night, like I did later at Rangari. The one I built before at Culls, was a similar size, or possibly a bit bigger; it was fantastic, relatively close to the house, plus I had irrigation in it, every now and again I put the sprinkler on to grow the grass, the wheat and grain sprouted and the chooks would absolutely love it, it was like they were fully free range. Although one time the peacock had a baby chic, and it got stuck in there, as it could not fly out, and the chooks, pecked it to death while the mother was asleep in the tree. We live we learn. The Chook yard at Rangari was possibly only a quarter of the size of that one, dad dug the trench for me on that one. The trench is the hardest part, hard physical yacca. I grew a passionfruit vine on it which covered half of it including the roof, it was very sweet looking, plus produced good fruit, and had a mulberry tree in the other half. I later built a run extension from it, into the 50m long fruit tree strip, which was encased in fruit fly netting, so they absolutely loved that. Of course, when I started living on a farm, there was no such thing as free-range eggs in the supermarkets, so having a chook yard was essential for every back yard in my opinion. I guess fortunately now I can buy them at the supermarket, which means I don’t have to build a chook yard, and since I now live in a tiny unit with no individual backyard, it’s dam good I can purchase them at the supermarket - as you can see from my last sentence, I’m not too impressed about all the work I’ve put in to building chook yards, only to be told I have to leave sooner or later. Waste. So, when I was writing this, I remembered the Fox story of when I was living at Rangari. It’s probably not worth reading, but you know, it’s one of those things if nothing much is happening on out on the farm, it’d be a good story to tell the sleepy neighbour! When I was building the run from the chicken yard, into the orchard, I ran out of wire, just on the last section, and I thought well it’s a bit of a risk, if a fox comes along, it might be able to get in, but then again it was on the top, and it might not see it, so I just forgot about it. Anyway, a fox did come along! Later, it so happen that evening, I had had a cup of coffee after my personal deadline of 4pm, so I couldn’t sleep, and I heard a bit of a kerfuffle in the chook yard, and instantly I remembered my hole, I got up and I was out there in two seconds flat, sure enough there was a fox holding a chook in its mouth, I yelled at it, he dropped the chook and took off away from me, but at this point he was in the orchard, so I knew it wouldn’t know how to get out, but I also knew, that there was a little 10cm gap right down the other end, 50m or so, in the fruit fly netting, so if I managed to scare him right at the perfect time, he would turn and run down that left side where he’ll get to the opening eventually, and hopefully just keep going right out. So, I just had to bide my time until he got close enough to me, (I previously a had had a bad trapped animal experience on the Culls farm with a big bull trapped inside my chook yard – I was going to handle this time mush better – back then the bull ended up charging me, out of frustration as to the whereabouts of the exit). SO, this night was pitch black, but soon enough I heard a twig snap, I knew he was right infront of me, so it was time to put the pressure on, I did, just a step, and he took off with a fright. Hopefully over to the left. I had managed to grab the torch on my way out, (such is the alert factor of a cup of coffee!!) and I saw the fox when he had the chook before, and also I saw him down the end before he saw the hole, so I could see his size - he was the biggest fox I had ever seen, it’s body was at least 65cm tall, and so the head on top of that - it was huge, he was Fantastic Mr Fox! But I saved my chook – since she was the only one, I had laying at that point, just as well! She had had her feathers ruffled by the fox, and I did not get my egg that day. When I was forced to leave Rangari, I had 4 chooks, I fashioned a cage to fit across the front of the Ute tray, and those 4 chooks came with me on every one of the next 5 moves to each bloody new place. Until they all died at Gin Gin. Thank goodness I did not have them when I moved to this unit. Another girl in the units, who moved in same time as me, had likewise been living on a farm, and was asked to leave and she too ended up at this old motel. She still had her chooks, she kept them in a cage in her car port temporarily. A unit is no place for chooks. 23. Just look at my strawberry patch above! A wonderful bounty of strawberries every spring summer and usually autumn too, so good! I took heaps of runners to my next place too. One summer I forgot about them, and they all died in the drought, never mind, I didn’t seem to mind at the time because I’d had so many strawberries for the past few years, I was all strawberries out. However, it’s now 12 years since that photo was taken, and I am longing to have a sponge cake with real strawberries and cream. But the ones at the supermarket are so bad I can’t believe anyone actually buys them, they appear to be rock-hard, huge and lacking any flavour whatsoever, and definitely not sweet enough! Unfortunately, there’s no farmers markets here, or organic fruit and veggie online deliveries, or anything like that. My only hope is a little plant that survived the move up here, and plant it in a large basket hanger I have fashioned, as I have no garden here! Wonder if that plum tree survived there after I left… 24. Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers I know a family, mum, dad, and two boys. Known them quite well for many years. At one particular time in my life, I ended up staying with them for a week, and then lived nearby and was involved in their lives for some time. I got a real insight into their life, and what was going on - the ‘family dynamics’ so to speak. I recall the eldest son, 14yr old or so, got a job delivering newspapers early in the morning, but he had no bike, or it was too hilly for a bike or something, so his mother drove him around every day!! I laughed lol! But as an outsider looking in, I got a pretty clear picture, I felt clearer in some areas than what maybe what their parents could see. I mean it was easy, as a stranger, as in, stranger to their family dynamics. Anyway, to cut a long story short, out of the two boys, one of them was 1 type of personality, and the other was the opposite. So, the eldest was quiet, reserved, happy to go along with the flow, and do whatever his mum or dad asked of him or expected of him. The other was rambunctious, loud, liked to be the centre of attention, and to be in control, I guess you could describe him as an alpha personality type. And he would’ve got this from his mum, his mum was just the same, and it was easy for me to see that she has some definite controlling issues, ‘control freak issues’, and wants everyone to submit to her and her plans for the family, typical of a lot of mothers who are not used to a work place environment. Typical of little girls. {For some women, sadley, this is the main reason they have kids. To feel like they are in control.} So, her husband and her eldest son were quite happy with the situation, it all worked out and was very peaceful, everyone getting along. However, the youngest didn’t quite fit this jigsaw puzzle. He had issues with his mum about always controlling him. But he loved his mum, and so could never really ‘have it out’ with her, they were, on the whole, a happy loving family, very normal from the outset. So, he always had to go along with her and not argue his case (actually I would put this down to a huge social problem in Australia, where we are not allowed to fight or question anything, but that’s another story) – its called oppression). So, anyway, because this little boy could never take out his frustrations with his mum, about how much she hurt him, and how their personality clashed because they were so similar; he built an inner resentment towards this authority figure in his life, and thus, he took it out on any other female authority figures that crossed his path, like his teacher for instance, and me. In the end he actually was taken out of school, and his mum home-schooled him- and that’s how bad the situation was in the classroom. But, in my mind, the solution would’ve just made a problem heaps worse, and certainly not resolved in anyway. {His poor family in the future – they will cop the brunt of his mothers dysfunction.} I’m writing about it, because this is very common, a lot of children go through this type of thing, some mothers would not even fall or ‘identify’ themselves as being control freaks, but really – they are, most things in life are about CONTROL. And so, then I’ve seen those kids grow into adult men, who still have those frustrations, who then take out their frustrations on women they date, and then women take out their frustrations on other younger women, or women who they think inferior to them. All these problems are traced back to the mother. Mothers, all mothers, really need to humble themselves and step it up their knowledge of what it takes to raise a child. I feel it needs to be dealt with in the classroom somehow. I’m certainly no expert in child psychology and I know there’s people that can come up with some savvy ideas of how to deal with these issues without making a big mental health fuss. I know it’s a tricky situation because no parent wants to hear that they are failing in any way, in any area. And there certainly can’t be any form of humiliation about the subject, it most definitely has to come from a place of helpfulness rather than blame and yelling. Having said that, the reason I did not say anything to the mother at the time was because I know I would not have been listened to - I pretty much did not have much respect from that mother. You know, it does not matter how much money one has or has not, one still has to be respectful to all. This is a concept 3rd borns suffer from. Many couples I’ve noted, a big part of the problem is arrogance. “We know best, don’t tell us what to do, we are doing it our way.” Plus, I want to mention after a man/woman leaves the family unit, gets married, she can still have the exact same problem, but instead of it being one of her parents, it is now her spouse, and still want to take out her frustrations on other younger women. I have seen this a lot, a lot. I mean a lot, maybe I just have a genetic predisposition where I notice this particular dysfunction? I’m pretty sure most people don’t really observe things like this in life, but for me I see it all the time and it affects me, it concerns me deeply, I guess it’s kind of like polluters who are polluting the planet, that’s something that I feel strongly about too. Something needs to be done about that, and it’s the same with this type of family dysfunction, something needs to be done about it to, because from where I’m standing I don’t think anyone is doing anything about this, and I don’t think anyone is even aware of such a widespread and big issue. I mean, for me, why would you get married to be kept on a leash? But then I have encountered a lot of ‘Bad Bimbos’ who literally need that leash. So dysfunctional. I haven’t met any parent who hasn’t failed in at least one area of their child’s life, and so a parent would have to have a big ego, if they wouldn’t accept any advice on matters concerning their child. So that’s where I think combatting this issue needs to be tackled, a program within schools involving parents, and a direct request from day 1 at kindy to parents, asking they be involved in their child’s social well-being across the entire 9yrs of schooling and expect to be asked to attend child/parent day workshops (I know there are some savvy social workers who could come up with a better wording…) but make it known the school wishes to make sure the child has, not only a rounded academic education, but a fully developed and rounded psyche. They probably have started doing this in private schools, but it definitely needs to extend to the public system. It must be done with out the stigma of MENTAL HEALTH. There can be no mention of mental health infact. There needs to be other clever tactics to get parents thinking about “control”. You know in the 90’s, the only person even remotely trying to do something about these kinds of family issues that I knew of was Oprah, and considering so many problems begin within the family unit – hooray for Oprah! And some families go to a “family” therapists, but instead of going to family therapy, those families ought to invite someone into their house to see how they live to get a proper insight - as I don't think you can possibly get a proper insight to what's going on in the family dynamics unless you're living in that situation, for at least a week, maybe 2. But, see, if you send in a therapist then the whole family dynamics would change, because they'll be all on their best behaviour, whereas you know someone like me, someone who is young, single, not even working, no money, not too experienced at “life”, then such a person, is not really well regarded within the family, especially by both parents. Like I felt the mother perceived me as a subordinate, someone not to take seriously or at my word, someone with no knowledge about anything. (She was not terribly disrespectful, and she occasionally tried to impress me, maybe it was just more like that particular older “pecking order” thing…air of superiority), but so, she was really quite frank, so I got to see her true colours. Same with her kids – they were just like her, and took her cue. I guess not every troubled family has such a person that someone, like the local counsellor, a can arrange to sneakily send in, to sort their real problems. I don't know, maybe you could send someone who is maybe disregarded a little, like a fake cleaning lady? So someone disguised as a cleaning lady or man, and really it's a therapist! – “they are desperate and need someone to stay….” – maybe a fake cleaner immigrant! Lol. 25. Sweep Pervert Issues under the Carpet why Don't You That area in the red square, {there was an image here of the school buildings that I attended in Armidale, but it is not necessary for the story.} It looks to me, the same as it did when I attended that school. I have contacted them about the following yuk story – but they have not got back to me, and it looks like they have not done anything about the “toilet pervert situation”, here is the story: The Toilet block at school was in the middle of the corridor on the way to the Science block, it was on the left of the corridor, and raised about 35cm with ultra-low walled and doored cubicles (toilets in the hallway, what are they thinking). At some point I started having problems of girls looking over the low toilet walls watching me go to the toilet (what the??!) so I decided to use the other toilets on the other side of the school – those ones had fully enclosed walls. But some little bitch started locking it up, so I was unable to use those ones, and had to use the 1m high walled toilets (? Cost-cutting gone mad). Btw – a little birdy has informed me that it was the Gardener who was perving, the tool room was right next door to the toilet block, and he would have had the keys to lock the other block up for intention of remaining to want to perve on me going to the toilet in the other toilets – YIKES, HOW DISCUSTING. Are there any laws in Australia to punish perverts by fines or incarceration?? There should be, I can tell you first hand, this sort of pervertism causes a whole heap of problems later in life (in the form of nightmares especially – toilet nightmares). And what about the female staff at that school, do they seriously think this kind of thing does not happen?? They should be looking out for the girls, and not letting male staff anywhere near toilet blocks (and at least publicly (boldly) talking about what men are really like, so we can prepare ourselves). But, actually, I know there were some girls perving too, and later in my life after school – female toilet perverts HUGE PROBLEM (what the??!) On several occasions, I have had women ‘walk in’ on me, once a girl actually tried to break the door down like a charging bull, to get in to my cubicle. (Really, unbelievable, such zombie like stupidity – I can only imagine their parents were so CRAP, they could not conventionally guide their child in basic standards of behaviour or morals.) Apparently, their stupidity, is brought on by an incident in my childhood, involving stupid little boys; Daniel Macpherson (or was it James…?) and one of the Carter boys, 40yrs ago – with those zombie adult women now doing the exact opposite of what I would like; so I just have to think, (whenever I go to the loo in a public situation), “now don’t disturb me, I’m in the loo”, - that’s my thought tone btw, quite unaggressive, and I am not talking to anyone in particular, it’s just a thought I automatically have due to Australian perverts watching me on the loo when I was young – multiple perverts in schools, at private homes and children’s camp and again, this is not, and I do not have any mental health problems, but this is a good example to show you exactly what happens, as sleepy dog stupid women; response. (Happens all the time, not just in the loo!) And so those sleeping dogs hear me, they automatically without thinking, go into rebel mode and do the exact opposite, come in, or try to - really extraordinary behaviour). BTW that’s how the dogs steal my stuff and my ideas too (Television Industry is famous for it – this website gives them something to talk about – no need to be perverts, or should I say, prying intrusive spies / thieves - just read my blog, take these ‘themes’ and do your thing….). I often see my ideas used in various forms, and more commonly ideas followed through by wealthy manufacturers. Not that I mind too much, I have many ideas and they would not be utilized otherwise, it’s just I don’t get the money or credit…, and get treated like unemployed scum by certain people. Since I have written about this it may have stopped? What I noticed are the stupid narcissist in the industry trying to save their thieving bimbo friends, by going to great lengths by either banning me, discrediting me with fake photos and or stories, or imply that I am stealing from them. Lol! My current neighbours have a formed an ‘I hate Emily Bieman club’, having fun creating imaginary problems and then harassing me - just to have a common enemy – such little people stupidity, encouraged by the press. Btw, I find it weird how you can be listening to the radio or watching the news or something, one minute everything is fine and cordial, but the next minute the press go off on some inappropriate tangent, like back in early 2000 I think, {I no longer watch commercial tv or listen to radio}, but they started going on about that famous singer, whose name I can’t remember and about how he was having inappropriate activities in public bathrooms, they went on and on. It’s like they had no idea, that WHAT THAT PERSON DOES IN THE BATHROOM, is NONE OF ANYBODY ELSE’S BUSINESS; how could the news people be so clueless about this fact?? How disgusting they are. Are they living in some sort of bubble world? I think so, this is NOT an issue that THE WHOLE WORLD needs to know about, if at all. It was like mass female bullying, picking on this man. I mean was there some other issue, that they were trying to “get him” over? Really and truly, it’s like those women in the press had no morals or standards of ethics – no commonsence. And while they were busy talking about that, they are failing to tell about what’s really going on in the world. I have taken out a YouTube subscription, and I am watching with great fascination; people who aren’t a part of the television networks making their own videos and putting it on YouTube; and it is extraordinary; all the information that the news coverage people leave out and don’t tell people -it’s a true disgrace. Although I notice in 2026 some of them have started lying, and the established networks are on there, and are hiding comments that exposes the truth. Comments are the best thing about YouTube – it’s a fully democratic (uncommunistic) thing. Don’t be afraid of comments you moral-less, ethical-less tarts. I did originally have a photo above of the school corridor with toilet block, but as I update this, I am recalling all the problems I am currently having with stupid computer nerds accusing me of stealing images, (it’s a way they have devised to steal by stating free, but then stealing from me later as payment – scammers, dotcom scammers. Dodgy artists, lazy photographers. So, I have replaced it with a photo of my garden at Rangari, showing that stunning hot pink Pig Face (Lampranthus coccineus). I love that plant; wish I had off remembered to take a pot full of it when I left. You can’t get it anymore. Not that I’m sure it will grow here in the subtropics. It is native to Africa. Although the old photo was an impressive layout of the school, it made the situation more real; FIX THE TOILET BLOCK! 26. Old Lady Thieves Now there is an element of elderly women, who steal, and not because they’re desperate and want to steal money for food, but because they’re bored, smart and feel like their ‘cunning’ is being wasted, plus they are no longer ‘young and beautiful’. So, they try to deliberately “pull the wool” over young women, to trick them due to their still ‘sleepy’ young mind set, and prove to themselves how smarty-pants they are. So, they use means of distraction with one hand, and a slight of the hand, with the other hand - to steal. There are many ways they use this technique. One day I witnessed an old lady trying to distract me with her story; she was playing with her walking stick as she was talking, so as she bided for my attention with her words, when I was looking at her, she was pushing my ball of wool, which was on the ground under my feet, pushing it further and further away, until eventually she flicked it behind a flowerpot; only to retrieve it for herself later! Can you believe that! true story (I bet she does not even knit) Told you I have excellent peripheral vision. Also, I am fairly certain my elderly neighbours here at kookaburra park are stealing my water allotment by means of ‘punishment’ like loud noise, revving motorbikes / cars and trucks and little boy sounds whenever I go outside and turn the hose on. Now there is water allotment here for everyone, there’s not plenty of water at certain times, especially in the dry season. But as I hardly use any, there is definitely enough for what I do, and especially when compared to my neighbours across from me who have a huge lush green garden, and would use a massive amount of water. Anyway, the point is, those old couple are in competition, and want the ‘best’ garden, so this is their tactic to ‘win’ garden; by making sure nobody else, especially me who is a very savvy and talented gardener, has no water, thus no garden. They have a very condescending attitude and think that they are superior. 27. People would prefer to go on ‘personal power trips’ rather than protect their house: I’d been there for about 10 years, and I didn’t know it but they had plans to sell and so end my lease, I can’t quite recall how it came about now, but there was a stain on the carpet that I was in the process of cleaning, (maybe her husband saw it when it was wet still, as it was right at the front door and I insisted he not step on that part), so she somehow caught wind of it, and interfered, (Brenda Heywood) insisting that I pay a ‘professional’ carpet cleaner $200 to do the carpets. I was so annoyed, because any good housewife will tell you how hopeless a ‘professional’ carpet cleaner is – if there is stain, you literally have to clean it by hand to get it properly clean, which was what I was in the process of doing, but no, she insisted, she was totally nazi about it, that I pay the $200. So, I felt I had to do that, and paid some guy from Tamworth, and of course the ‘professional’ carpet cleaner could not lift the stain, (I told you) but as this landlord was so bitchy about it, I let the stain live, I felt I no longer had a duty to clean that stain unless she reimbursed me my $200. So, this woman would prefer to go on (probably a drunken) power trip, rather than let me just get on with and clean the area. It was more important for her to go on a power trip, and be ‘all bossy’ and demand I pay a ‘professional’, as she clearly wanted to say passively to me, that she has no respect for me or my abilities, - so more important to be a condemning bitch than have the house clean – stupid! This is typical women behaviour. In my experience, MOST WOMEN ARE LIKE THIS. I should mention, for all those years, I didn’t have any problems with Brenda, maybe a few with David, but just normal conflicts that you would encounter in any tenant/landlord situation, nothing too major. But I find frequently, in life, problems and conflicts easily crop up with people, particularly women, so many women are hung up on this class issue that I have mentioned, and can be so bitchy, rude and disrespectful. So, the fact that I didn’t have any issues with Brenda up until this carpet incident, actually in retrospect, is fairly significant, and I have had to come back and edited this because, most women they sooner, rather than later, take that opportunity when it presents to “get her, get her”, like this carpet incident. {I did actually read this later, and made a note to myself, “no, you should go back and change it back, as they totally screwed you”. (!) Well they did, but big picture I had somewhere to live for 10 years at least, without any hassles from them (thefts pending).} In fact, I was really only reminded of this fact, because of my landlord at Gin Gin who, when I said ‘no’ to her about a certain issue, she threw a tantrum and gave me notice to leave, eight months prior to end of lease. Typical female tantrum thrower. Whereas Brenda didn’t throw any tantrums until the last minute, but she still did. (btw I did not know their plans of selling, in 4mnths time at that point). As I did not have any negative incidences over all those years with the Heywood’s, I asked them to write me a reference when I had to leave, (I had a vague thought I might need one! - little did I know what was in stock for me), but they just didn’t, and I’m really annoyed about it, because the rental market is absolutely brutal, if you don’t have any references you’ve got no chance of getting anywhere to live through a Real estate. NONE – they are total cunts. When I left Rangari, I was 47, I mean what does she think I was going to do, win the lottery so I could buy a house, so I didn’t need a reference? Maybe she thought I was going to marry filthy rich Prince charming, I mean I wouldn’t need a reference then would I? So often other people‘s thoughtlessness has dire consequences. I did want to say, with the minor conflicts I mentioned that we had along the way, they both dealt with the conflict, more or less like mature adults, I mean they did get up to shenanigans if you read my landlord antics story, but a lot of hot heads would see a problem and immediately evict the tenant, because they didn’t want to deal with it, and would let their big fat egos rule their behaviour - at least David and Brenda did not do this, and I believe this is because, it’s a part of their attitude towards life, a upper-class wealthy thing, and it’s also how they handle their marriage; you can’t just ‘evict’ the other person when you don’t like a situation, you have to deal with it, and find a solution and be patient. They also were the kind of people who knew if you want to remain wealthy, you can’t go around being bullies, you certainly can’t let other people see you being a bully. I note so many people I encounter they think its really good to assert dominance by being a bully, young people especially, like the group of 20-30yr olds who “cooked“ my aquarium fish, and vandalized my car. Not to mention the dogs (old adult female staff – not young people) at Kmart who delight in making people uncomfortable and or angry – a form of bullying. Plus, those young people often think if someone is watching, instead of deliberatley doing the right thing, like David and Brenda who wish to remain rich, some people will deliberatley do the ‘wrong thing’ to show off “look how bad I am” -those people are going to have their “arses bitten”, it’s really true young and naive! – plus only minimum wage for you! However, I did get a sense of animosity from them, maybe they just liked looking down on a tenant – but they never mentioned any issues. And so I believe David used to “play sides” (or bitch) about me to his neighbour Steve Carter, knowing that Steve would purchase it and ask me to leave – this was Davids evil little plan, as he did not want me out; I was a good tenant and always paid my rent – but he was a territorial dog, this was HIS land, and I had made an impact on it with my ‘green’ ways and beautiful garden. So, it would be gratifying for them to see me forced to leave; so, they played Steve Carter - Davids evil little plan. So, the person who bought their farm, also thought it more important to go on a power trip, than to continue my lease “look at how much work she has put in to this place, it will be so fun to kick her out”. And btw, the carpets were 40 years old and there were already holes in the high traffic areas, but after the ‘professional’ carpet cleaner had finished, there were huge holes in the carpet. Stupid. Renters really get a raw deal from powertripping landlords (and they ALL are nazi power tripping in the end – huge problem in Australia, there is very little respect for other people, especially renters), there should be way more laws made to protect them. If you have rent ever in your life: you are a victim. 28. The “RobinHood Game” This has happened to me a few times; (as in 100’s) other customers in the shop getting free food or items -they don’t have to pay, and when I check my receipts, I can see my bill has been overcharged, they do it deliberately to give their friends free food. So, it’s not exactly the traditional RobinHood story, it’s a warped female interpretation of that story {actually turning out to be the opposite of the RobinHood story} -it’s a little girl retailer game, ABC radio encourages it – as it amuses them. I feel those stupid girls need to be told what would happen if it were up to me. Now I’m just going to tell you what happened, I don’t know any of the names at bakery, so I’m not going to name names. I believe if I did name names, I would have to also add “this is my suspicion, it’s not a conviction” just making my statement legal and not slander. I have looked into it, because I have received 6 complaints via my landlord; for some reason she says she is getting complaints against me, (turns out she was a liar), rather than myself receiving any - I certainly haven’t received any complaints. I’m not sure what’s wrong with my landlord and why she doesn’t tell those possibly imaginary people to bugger off, or take it up with me - but that’s her business. {So, it is pointless taking me to court to try and get me to remove this, because I will not be removing it, it’s essential to doing something about it - if you didn’t want me to write this up you shouldn’t have stolen from me. (It has been deleted several times, then I reupload it – other people tell me if it’s been stolen J)} So, in the above photo, the sales girl in pink gave that girl with the tawny long hair/blue jeans a free coffee, and the sales girl in black overcharged me. I was forced to purchase from here due to a new credit card - bank needs atm or eftpos first transaction, otherwise I would purchase these at supermarket, as basically all retailer boutique shops do it, well, a lot. I try to avoid them – they all need a whipping. BTW, that girl in blue jeans is really rich. Bimbo thieves. It is a ‘opposite interpretation’ of the RobinHood fairy tale. (In the fairy tale, the blue jeans would be poor, not the other way around). The old man butcher at Gunnedah Butcher did it too, (no conviction), the girls at mitre 10 Bundaberg did it, (no conviction), Bundaberg Northsides Produce Agricultural service, tried to do it - heaps of other shops have done it, including medical business – they steal my appointments from my care plan, then charge me, when it should be free - Bundaberg Physio (Crofton St - Cody Amos) Bundaberg Podiatry – Taylor Tatarelli, Gin Gin Chiro, Sarina family clinic……. Anyway, there is not too much I can do regarding the medical ones, and I’ve never really paid too much attention instore, only note later, I have been over charged. But since I now wear a camera, I can see what goes on, -see the DOG NETWORK in action, plus I am low income, I do not have spare money for fake bimbo charity cases. Goddamn thieves; I recommend buying everything from the supermarkets. (Since I starting wearing a body came to shops, I have caught 2 people stealing from and I have caught 2 people behaving oddly, and that was only in the first 2 mnths of me wearing a camera). Such a big problem, is retailers stealing from customers. I’m happy to sacrifice not ever going to this bakery again, even though it’s the only bakery within a 50km radius - in order to expose the little thief network. And by the way, before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a public forum, and I was blowing the whistle on certain companies who do dodgy things, can’t remember exactly what I was talking about now, maybe it was the so-called volunteer scheme, where they ask volunteers to work for them - it’s a scam - you shouldn’t volunteer for anyone, your time is more valuable than nothing, and those employers know that you’re a sucker with a good nature. Anyway, basically the conversations that proceeded that was about me implying, “that girl is never going to get a job in Bundaberg ever”, implying that most businesses in Bundaberg are dodgy and do dodgy things just like that business I was referring to. So, it seems to me that most people are too cowardly to name and shame these injustices, for fear of being unemployed, such is the bully nature of Australia. So, it is important for people who can stand up to those bullies to do so, as they are numbered. My duty. By the way that girl in the photo, totally looks like my cousin Stephanie Bone. Although I am pretty sure it is not, as Stephanie has shorter hair; {“we can see what those retailer bitchy girl thieves do, and we’ll help show you” – there are some women who do this.} But I have noticed if I’m ever out and about in the quiet, of about 6 o’clock in the morning, I often see someone from my past or someone who is the current ‘flavour of the month’, or someone I have been wanting to call, or just someone I have been thinking about lately. It’s like someone goes and gets them from their life, in whatever state or town, picks them up and drops them down to ‘present’ them in front of me in this kind of manner, ‘people smuggling’ - so I might recognise them or I might not! They NEVER speak to me. And usually, I am bad at recognizing anyone, my facial recognition skills are near non-existant, but in retrospect, later I might see them, as I think about the day and my encounters. I have a bodycam now! So, I suspect whoever is going and getting those people, on such a regular basis, and over many years now; this is a paid job for her, it is her livelihood. So, whoever is sabotaging and stealing from me, I suspect, is most likely this person, because they can make money from it. And who’s paying for this transport? why would they be paying and wasting money in travel? I feel like this is an intrusion of my life, of my privacy. And I feel the people they go and get, just want to play judge and jury. I suspect those people have been transported by plane, as I’ve stated before I have planes harassing me quite regularly, especially at Rangari, but now a little again up here in QLD. I have a message for that people smuggler, if I wanted to see someone, I would contact them and ask them to come up here. If I don’t do that, then it means that I pretty much don’t want to see anyone. And since I’ve previously stated I find most people disrespectful, rude and threatened by me, this means that I don’t want to see anyone, at all times (even the good ones). Comprehende (stop getting famous people too; what exactly do they want?). You know, not everybody wants to meet and greet their favourite celebrities! And btw, just because we don’t want to, does not mean we secretly hate you – it’s not personal J! And btw, I haven’t spoken to any of my family in over 20 years, except my uncle, and Stephanie / Gwenda. I sometimes call and email Chris, because I need a reference for rentals, and he’s a retired magistrate with common-sense (very smart), he should be a good ref (you would think) {Btw, I really find the whole reference thing completely pointless, you can never possibly get an understanding of someone from someone else’s bias reference. I’m a little outraged by rental girls demanding up to 5 references, for low-income housing, who the hell do they think they are?}. I suggest to them if they want to know anything about me, they should speak to me directly (or read my blog!). Actually, I have a wild theory about why they wanted 5, I think that one rental girl demanded 5, specifically so someone could go and ‘people smuggle’ 5 people?? The Real Estate was Nutrien Harcourts McCathies Ayr real-estate. She wanted to give a free holiday to 5 people, she wanted to be some sort of ‘free hero holiday giver’. I certainly never spoke to those 5 people, and infact only 1 of them bothered to reply to me. They are all busy people, too busy to bother about young rental girls and references. I can’t believe how disrespectful rental real estate girls are. Possibly Telstra putting my calls through to other people again? The reason I have come up with this wild theory, is I spoke to that rental girl Louise Aguirre, twice, both times I was told it was the same person, Louise Aguirre, but I can assure you, it was not. I spoke to 2 different people, with 2 very different voices. So really, I can only speculate what’s going on. The first girl I spoke to was REVOLTING, I suspect she was from Telstra? See, evil plot to make me appear nuts. I assure you I am not. Btw, my sister Penny, who I have had no contact with since Dad died, (when the cats away the mice will play” thing (she went to a catholic school), did email me out of the blue a few years ago, because someone from Facebook had contacted her and tried to manipulate her, stating “your sister needs serious help”, that person was a bully from Agnes Water, and most likely the guilty person who was stealing from me and sabotaging me (Der, how can she be so easily manipulated? So easily fooled by the dogs?) And so, I did email her back and tell her she was a manipulated fool. That’s it with my family, little contact. Quite typical for adult families, so I have been told. 29. A 94CM LONG STRAND OF MY HAIR This hair fell out , and was entwined around my arm, as I was pulling it out, it just kept on coming and coming, so I thought I should measure how long it was. Guess how long, 94cm! It’s probably from the very top of my head, the longest point! No wonder washing my hair is such a bloody chore! When I wear it out, it has a bit of a curl and so bounces up quite a bit, it doesn’t look 94cm long - but it is. The last time I went to the hairdresser was when I was 20 years old (so 30years ago) - the hairdresser overcharged me, so I decided not to go to the hairdresser ever again! Oh wait, I remembered I dare ventured to a hairdresser after I had moved back to Gunnedah, you see, I had a favourite wonderful hairdresser when I was at school, Lyn her name was, Lyn Devoy. She was sooo cool! And an awesome hairdresser -she really knew her stuff. I recall she then got married about then, she had a Gunnedah “Wedding of the Year”, so it was called in the paper! Very glamorous. She moved to Sydney. Anyway, her mentor was in Tamworth, so I went for a chop. There is only so much one can do with my hair! Oh, and I remember another one now in Gunnedah, she gave me a fringe at my request, but, I did not know, I have a ‘cowlick’, so it just didn’t work (Lyn would’ve known it would not work!!). I’m not sure if I’m going to make it through this coming summer, the heat and humidity in Queensland makes having long hair kind of unbearable, but I’ll see how I go. It’s too soon to chop it all off yet. Btw, I had been collecting my hair every time I shampooed it, I kept whatever the afro comb pulled out, and after 12 years, I had enough to spin a bulky yarn into big 7 balls, then I knit a bulky plant hanger liner, it was fabulous and perfect, so I thought, except one day I took a look at my plant, I had Yarrow in it, and something was eating my hair! So, they ate the whole bottom half, all you could see was my black plastic inner liner, – 12 years of collecting!! Gone by the bugs! Also I had a perm story somewhere on my blog, but, it's been stolen! can you believe that lol; I always had straight hair, thick straight hair, but I always wished I had curly hair. And in year 10, I decided to get a perm - perms were a 'thing' back then. The hairdresser told me how to maintain my perm by scrunching, and the perm kind of never fell out - I've had curly hair ever since, and that was over 30 years ago. 30. I love my sweet treats! I always buy a big bulk 10kg bag of fine chocolate, at considerable expense. But I find if I buy it in bulk, it lasts and lasts, and it works out to be cheaper than if I bought chocolate every week from the supermarket. When I was living at Gunnedah this bulk supply would last six months. After I moved up here to QLD, I noticed my supply lasts 12 months. Now, this is NOT because I’ve changed my eating habits - it’s because I had that much been stolen when I lived at Rangari. So up here, when the whole year went by, and that chocolate lasted the whole time - I couldn’t believe it. Just goes to EXACTLY how much has been stolen from me at Rangari, not just a little bit, not just a trivial amount BUT A LOT. (I am pretty sure I had 50g stolen when I was living at Colosseum- I heard them one morning, it must have been a total challenge for them, the actually motivation. And I definitely have had meat stolen out of the freezer here, kangaroo meat, rump steak, chicken breasts and barramundi fish). I should mention here, I did have a smaller 5kg bag stolen through Australia Post. I believe it was stolen by the female Australian postal workers at Gunnedah, because it had Callebaut written on the side of the box - and the chocolate lovers know what the meaning of the word is - gooood! – And so they couldn’t resist, they just stole it. The company who sent it did refund me, but it was a huge ordeal trying to get my money back. I do not shop from those people any more. Especially since, I believe, they should have taken for appropriate measures to make the responsible party pay. I believe Australia Post has a “oh well it’s missing in transit” theory, but it was literally stolen by the girls who work at Gunnedah Post office. In fact, I’m pretty sure I know who too {well, I don’t know any of the girls personally who work there}, but one time, around that time, I went in to the post office, which is something I usually never do, as they introduced the Mail Drop Facility at my place, meaning they could deliver ALL parcels, but this was a microwave, too big. So, the girl who brought it out to me, (I think long blondy auburn hair), around the back of the post office, was so rude and so disdainful, I just wondered what an earth was up her butt - when I got home, I could plainly see the microwave had been dropped. It was all smashed on a corner (actually it looked more than dropped, it looked deliberatley thrown down on cement). I just know from that girls attitude; it would have been her. She must have had some sort of grudge against me, even though we don’t actually know each other. This is the nature of stupid dogs, I have found this is exactly what they’re like, and this is exactly what they do, passive aggressive dog attacks on me. Perhaps jealous of all my parcels; I used to buy heaps on ebay – all those $1, $2, $3 items, so it looked a lot, but actually WAS NOT. (?) So, I think Kmart replaced my microwave, but again, I bet they didn’t make Australia Post be responsible for the damage, the damage that was done deliberately. Such is the nature of cowards at Australia Post. Life Stories P10 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10(this) . LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

A lot of employers will not pay young people superannuation if they think they can get away with it, as a young person may not know their entitlements, they might not even get paid in full. (Female employers are the worst offenders) and what is wrong with secondary education – all that kind of thing should be taught in yr10, stuff about Super, Holiday pay, minimum wage, overtime. I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS INFORMATION IS NOT TAUGHT IN SCHOOLS I CAN’T BELEIVE IT. Not to mention a fashion designer I onc Life Stories P5 Front rockery, early stages at Rangari 2. Back rockery in Winter at Rangari 3. A few of my Fabric Designs 1. All my hard work of “boulder collecting” stolen and wasted I went and collected all those rocks from down the paddock, it took quite some effort I can tell you. In the end the most effective way was tying a rope around the rock (in fact I ended up using a horse hey bail net – turned out to be the strongest piece of rope I had) then drag the rock behind my little Daewoo, up the paddock into the yard. I went through a lot of ropes before I found the netting worked, although I did have to throw it out after the last one, it had HAD it! I believe there is a wire rope you can purchase, which may have been better, but since I didn’t have any money, using what I had was the only option. I really miss this rockery, and it just would’ve looked spectacular by now, 5 years later - the whole wall would’ve been covered in climbing roses and creeping fig, plus the 15 Melaleucas would be all bunched up along the bottom under the window and along the whole front, flowering madly. And then the pig face in front of them, when all in flower, in spring, it would’ve been a knockout. I would have collected all that seed by now, to add to my shop collection, and they were 15 unusual varieties of melaleucas. I find nurseries often only have one or two varieties of each species. I mean take the ‘Kings Park’ Callistemon for example, I think there was one big wholesale nursery who must’ve made up about 1 billion of those cuttings, and everywhere you go (in my experience) where ever I’ve lived, you can always see a ‘Kings Park’ Callistamon! So there is definitely a lack of diversity in Australian nurseries, and that’s why my nursery is important - but chop chop chop, typical bloody bullies bulldozing their way over the little people. I did move that white Jasmine, around to the front Veranda. I figured the wall would just be better all green with the three climbing roses and the creeping fig. When I relocated, I took my grey water irrigation with me, little did I know, I would not be able to take it up to QLD on the truck, so that was a waste. Maybe there would have been a chance that the new tenant would’ve used it, and so all those plants would have that additional water, being so closely planted they would need the additional water to survive. Although, a tenant in there, probably wouldn’t use green washing powder, so they probably all would’ve died anyway with an elcheapo washing powder. You know, up until David and Brendan sold ‘my house’, they were by far the best landlords I’ve ever had, including since then too. (aside from the reasons previously discussed on this blog ) But, mainly being because, they didn’t really give a toss about the house, it just came with the land, which is what they were interested in, and indeed before me, they had left the house vacant, it had been vacant since David’s dad died 10yrs prior, and they only rented it, as I was friends with their neighbour. So, I was pretty much left to my own devices, free to do exactly what I wished around the place, plus both were always busy. It is my experience, that a landlord who isn’t a busy person, makes a bad landlord. Interfering Medalling Mary’s!! So, the less contact, the longer the tenancy; win win for both. My latest realtor at Sarina, could well take this advice. 4. English class in high school I want to talk about my English class in Secondary education (high school). In English we used to sit there for hrs each year, while the teacher droned on and on, I really have no memories of English class or what we did, except I recall once we did a Shakespeare play, and we had turns around the class to read a paragraph each, I clearly remember it, because when it was about to be my turn, I got all panicky and nervous about reading in public, I would skip ahead and read my paragraph to myself, to practice and so I knew what I would be talking about. Public speaking is just not my thing, I really hate it, -at least I didn’t have to stand up in front of everyone, we could just do it sitting at our desks. It would’ve been worse too if we had to memorise it and speak, as I tend to forget everything once I am standing in front of people like that, I freeze totally, my mind goes blank (it’s a problem that should have been addressed at some point in my schooling while my mind was developing, another example of failed teaching practices in Australia, as apparently this is a common thing). So, the fact I could remember this particular class so well was because I was stimulated, meaning for all the other English classes, we were all under-stimulated. Dep of Education – take note. Creative and harmless ways to stimulate kids thank you very much. As a side story, I was not that good at English anyway – whatever English really was, still a little unsure what the point of it was. But I had my mother on my back about it “go and see your teacher and ask her what you can do to improve yourself”, she was so persistent that eventually I went to the teacher in her staff room (beginning of year 12), and the teacher was so delighted that someone had taken an interest in the subject, that she did actually help me greatly, she gave me information about how to write an essay. I don’t know if she had covered this in class and I missed it? But I learnt that there’s actually a very good technique in writing an essay; you know you start with the introduction of the subject that you will be talking about, then you write 3 or 4 paragraphs about the subject, and then you conclude with a little summary paragraph of the subject. (this will keep your essay making sense and easy to read) so I was pleased I went and saw her. So, this particular teacher so happened to have twins - 2 girls about our age. I was really curious about this twin factor, as I had not known any twins. So, my mission from then on in English class was to get her to talk about her twins, which to me would be far more interesting than whatever she was droning on about. She loved talking about her kids, like a mother does, and so basically for the rest of that year, all we did in English (much to the dismay of some of my fellow classmates!!) was listen to her stories about her twins!! It was fantastic, and, in my mind, this should be the point of English – peoples stories. (My marks indeed went up from that point forward – don’t worry at HSC time, they went back down to normal average!!) BTW, there are certain acting methods and exercises that should be done in primary schools to allow kids to learn to express themselves particularly in front of other people. And, why Communication is not taught in English, IS BEYOND COMPREHENSION. And don’t you teachers complain that kids are disrespectful –well der, you have to actually teach them how to be respectful, teach them how to listen, how to be interested in life – this does not come naturally to people, kids especially are selfish and in ID (ego) mode. Unfortunatly some people never grow up. Cherrie. (They must be up to the Argentine Tango phase of their marriage ! lol) And what is the point of cursive handwriting? -please, communication must be done as easy and clear has possible, clear standard handwriting only thanks!! This is not the last century any more, awake with the times. I recently heard a woman talking about her consultancy work, with leaders in the workplace, after the interview, I gathered the message was: the most important thing you have to do in your life is learn how to communicate. Ofcourse I agree, have mentioned it on my blog, I think it should be a class unto itself. And in fact, it's the most important thing you can give to your children, because teachers don't seem to do it, because it is difficult: you have to sit down with your kids and have difficult conversations. Teenagers particularly hate talking whole conversations, they hate talking about difficult things. So, if you can teach them how to do this, then you'll be setting your kids up for success: they will be successful at whatever they do. I thought back to my communication skills, and remembered something my mother did in year six: the teacher set us “lecturettes”. So, mum helped me with my lecturette, because I was completely at a loss, of course. The topic was “Lettuce”, probably mum chose it because she was a total health nut (diet was very important!). So, my lecturette was about how good lettuce is! My ending line that mum came up with was “so lettuce all eat lettuce!” lol such a typical mum joke. So, mum went through this lecturette with me many times, so I would know how to speak with emotion and expression, so I wouldn't be monotone and boring, unlike what a shy child would naturally do. She gave me confidence. I did not have to memorize it; she gave me cards with key points. She knew what she was doing. I made everyone in the class want to eat lettuce! It definitely worked; I got a big A+ from the teacher. So, I learned to how to speak in front of people. Not really sure that I really have ever liked speaking in front of people, and in different situations, it is well, different, not all audiences are as likeable as my primary school class! But, got to say, I know how to do it- because of mums good interference in sixth class. I do recall later in year 9 I think it was, we had to put on a little skit, a small play in front of the class, in English. I had this little scene with one other girl, and we had rehearsed until we knew our lines by heart. My friend who I was rehearsing with, was completely lazy, and she didn't want to rehearse and learn her lines, but I insisted, and helped her, so we rehearsed and rehearsed until we got it down to perfection. When it was our turn to perform, in front of the class; guess what, complete stage fright - like, I could not remember ANY of my lines, the whole thing was a total disaster, well, my part was, but the teacher at the end, starts rewarding my friend, "oh she knew all her lines, what a good memory she has and how diligent she is, taking the whole thing so seriously by learning all her lines" - she was making a point of saying how hopeless I was, by praising my friend. Albeit true, but I couldn't believe it, because my friend wouldn't have done it without me - I was the one who made it all happen, - (I guess it must be the same for producers and directors; who've put together an outstanding movie or play, and then to see the actors getting all the credit !!) lol Actually, I noticed my friend in other areas of her life, she's exactly the same; if she's not 'egged' on or if it's not a competition, she won't do it. So that English teacher was the same English teacher who went on 2 yrs later, to do the "twin stories"! - Looking back on my life, this is so typical; so many good things that come about for me personally, usually comes about out of guilt, because women muck up all the time, they can't help themselves. Typical tyrannical Australian Nazisbitches. Think women think! – even smart ones like teachers, still have to constantly think about their choices. Well, passive aggressive at any rate. 5. Criminal vigilantes picking on gardeners who grow exotic plants There appears to be an element of stupidity in the plant world, in areas like: Quarantine, Plants societies like Australian National Botanic Gardens, Parks Australia, Australian Native Plant Society, and weed decision maker departments, I guess that would be the Department of Agriculture (meant to be the Department of agriculture). Within these groups, there are some, I guess, who have been named “purist” out there who believe only indigenous plants to the area should be grown, which in my opinion is just ridiculous, it’s like saying you cannot grow that bottlebrush in your garden because it’s not native to that area, it it’s only found in Western Australia, so only if you live in Western Australia, and in that particular region, can you grow this- and the list goes on of course, there are dozens of beautiful native ornamentals that people grow in their gardens. Those so-called Purists, are trying to inflict themselves on the community in various ways like through Facebook, they attack online nurseries, particularly the small ones, they try to close nurseries down that sell exotics (and do close them down with false accusations of selling noxious weeds), and there seems to be vigilantes out there in the community who are ready to rip out peoples plants from their garden if they’re not indigenous. These people need to be severely fined, there’s no laws against growing most plants (there is a list of plants that is advised you shouldn’t grow in certain areas of Australia, there’s also another list that you definitely are not allowed to grow, because it affects agriculture), most people are responsible and would wish to comply with these lists, we all love this country including its unique flora, but on the whole, it is none of your business what other people grow in their gardens, deal with it: NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And of course, this vigilante behaviour most definitely extends to exotic plants. I’ve had many exotic plants that aren’t a weed threat, stolen by vigilantes’ members from one of the groups I’ve mentioned above as well as confiscated in the post either by Australian quarantine or a vigilante posing as Australian quarantine these are the kind of disgraceful criminal tactics these people are using. Eucalyptus kruseana, native to Kalgoorlie, Western Australia Argyranthemum frutescens - Marguerite Daisy, native to the Canary Islands (part of Spain) Both doing very well in my NSW Garden, both far from being a weed threat 6. Culmination of thought, Wilful story I remember as a very young child listening to Elvis Presley Hound Dog song, there is a line in it “well you ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine” Got me thinking how I, as a 4yr old, could catch one of those rabbits down the paddock, not reading the true meaning of the line. -but I knew where all the rabbits were- we lived on a farm, and there was a place that was full of hundreds of rabbits, this was before the introduction of those two bates that killed them all) I resolved myself to thinking it is a good thing I had no intentions of being friends with Elvis Presley because I could not catch a rabbit! Anyway, on the farm at Rangari I had cats, and every now and again my cat Mia would kill a rabbit, and I was walking down to the mail early one morning and there was a fresh kill, still had steam coming off it, I thought it might have been a fox and I’ve scared it off, so I’ll just leave it, as a fox may return after I’ve gone. Then on my way back the rabbit was still there, so I decided I’ll take it up to the cats, cut it up for them. As I was cutting up this rabbit, skinning it, the flesh looked quite delicious, I thought, if this rabbit hadn’t been on the ground with dirt, I would think it would be quite tasty. So, then I thought, well if I hit one in the car, which had happened once before, -they get dazed by the headlights, I’ll go back and get it. So, it would’ve been less than a week later, I hit a rabbit in the headlights, I remembered my plan, so went back to get it. It had been hit by the car in such a way that it was already skinned and gutted! I believe I had the opportunity to try rabbit because of the combination of thought I had; it was my plan to try it. And that’s how ‘will’ works, it is very powerful, sometimes you just have to think something, and it can come true, you don’t even have to do anything. Having said that when I bought that dead kill up to my cats, my little Mia was so happy, she was purring 100miles an hour, so loudly too! and I’m thinking to myself well maybe this is Mia’s little plan, she knew I’d walk down to the mail, so she caught it, and left it there in hopes that I would bring it back up and cut it up, because it’s not something she can easily do! My little smarty-pants Mia {some people say I “will” intelligence!} Some people believe, if 2 people are together, or even a group infact, then only 1 persons “will”, will be mirrored. Fate is decided by he/she who has the most influence in the situation. It’s like destiny aligns itself with that person, and the ebb and flow of life will mirror their desire. I have noticed this to be true to an extent. Great tragedies have unfurled because of 1 persons will – the weakness lying in the fact that the others in the group do not understand how to influence their good. I do believe most people live in fear of someone who is “willful”, thinking that it's inevitable that a tragedy will unfurl. {As opposed to something positive}. An unfounded fear in my circumstances - like my bank story: and the women they're trying to unempower me; this is why, they fear that my will, will be so influential, that something bad will happen. I did go onto mention in my bank story about how the people who work for the bank came up with a sneaky plan to steal from me - so their fears were about themselves really, are not about me!! Its preety much the opposite! And take the police for instance; they are given so much power, and they are so stupid that really horrid things happen as a result of the police. 7. NEGS - The Source of all many problems I have moved to a new location, and am trying to start a Sewing Alteration business. On the weekend I took some skirts over to MPB, that I had hemmed for a customer and while I was parked, before I had dropped them off, some saboteur had broken into the car, dishevelled all my beautifully hung and ironed skirts, and put a big yellow mark on one of them, it was total sabotage - they also ripped down my flyers that I’d hung up around various spots at MPB. So, along with the stealing, this kind of sabotage happens to me frequently and has done so over the past 20 years, and I’ve just come to the realisation of who it most likely is, as I’ve just seen her again now in Gin Gin, - this is the 9th time I have seen her in various locations across Australia, she literally is stalking me - one of my house mistresses from when I was at school, Miss Goldman -I was targeted by her some, she was kind of obsessed with me, due to an incident that happened in year 7. And since leaving school, it will be no coincidence that I have seen her no less than nine times in different states (Melbourne, 3 times, Sydney once, Port Douglas once, the Central Coast twice, in Gunnedah and now in Gin Gin, and I only noticed by fluke, because I usually don’t notice people too much, so there could be many other times, I often feel like I’m being followed and harassed by the same group of people) so I think she may be stalking me big time, her name was Miss Goldman, it may be Kathy or something (I didn’t really pay much attention to the house Mistresses (I suspect therein lies the problem, those types love to be ‘adored’ by the little girls, but I am healthy, and have common-sense, so, no, adoration.) I don’t recall her ever stealing from anyone at school, so I would be surprised if this is her, but the harassment and sabotage I will definitely put it down to her, I would say ‘persecution’ is a fair word- she seems to be surrounded by young women I’m thinking she is most likely gay and perhaps those young girls are the thieves?, as ’ve had about $10,000 worth of items stolen from me over the past 15years (I assumed it was my next door neighbour at Rangari, Heath Barwick, (I know he is guilty) but actually once when I saw Cathy Goldman at the airport in Melbourne, when there was a stopover at Sydney and Heath Barwick was there, so maybe those two are in cahoots together ? how weird). I had major saboteur problems at RMIT when I was there, with her and her young accomplices, what she does is goes to the neighbours of where I am and yells out from the neighbours in an abusive harassment manner, things like “ooh the queen has arrived” when I walk up from the carpark, also I believe she has well connected friends that she would actually send into the classroom and harass me, I’m not sure how that would work they seem to be relaxed on who attends class at RMIT? And also in Melbourne my cat was kidnapped for 3 months, I believe she may have been responsible as I saw her at the house where it was last seen, then again at the airport when I was leaving, she yelled sorry from afar. She’s basically a psycho, I’ve decided, and I have mentioned her to the police. (At the school, NEGS, Armidale, they pick and choose their teachers for the classroom well, but they don’t pick and choose all the other staff at the school, as they should. I will definitely go so far as to say Cathy Goldman was a paedophile in a strange female way). Emily Bieman - graduated 1991, – no comment from the school about this situation, or the other abusive situations that happened at that school. (only a stupid or naive manipulated mother would send their child to a boarding school. NO ONE ELSE is going to look after your kids, wake up.) I want to add, when I saw her in Port Douglas from the Dain Tree train, I think she may have been with at least 2 train carriage load full of girls, all people I have known in my past – and co conspiring like that, behind my back is just another form of bullying. 8. Short blonde girl who steals from me That same short/blond haired girl that steals from me at Bunnings/Harvey Norman/Coles/Darryl Lee and God knows how many other places, tried to steal my (MY) silver bow at Coles (yrs ago now). This is one of those girls that ends up getting beaten by their husbands, she literally is begging for it due to her ‘childish naughty’ and incessant ways. I hope she gets what’s she’s asking for. And if I ever see you girl; run girl run. This photo story has been up for quite a while, and I think I should add to it, because there was actually more to this story. I mean the way she tried to steal it, it was a big set up at Coles; when I went there at 7 o’clock in the morning (my usual shopping time, and I only go shopping every two months or so). That morning that I went there, at checkout they had installed huge white metal detectors that you have to walk through, and so when I walked through with my bag at check out, (with my new bow on it) it sounded the alarm - it was really loud. I know that they set those metal detectors up, purely because of my bow, and the fact that it would go off (I had only just put it on my bag the day before, but I had had the Bow for years, it was mums, part of a belt she gave me, I removed the bow and attached on to my leather bag) – see dogs) And as if Coles needs metal detectors! They definitely took them down the next time I was there. This is the kind of persecution that I have to endure on a regular basis when I go out by stupid blondes. Coles let her do it, she is in cahoots with the people who work at Coles, because they were quite happy to go along her and those with metal detectors. That short blonde girl belongs in JAIL. In jail. {along with her cahoot companions – and there are 1000’s of them} I told Woolworths these antics that Coles get up to, and why they should start doing home deliveries, they did! Woolworths had heard enough, and said that they’ll do home delivery for me no problem (and Woolworths home delivery was 70 km away) so hooray for Woolworths. But isn’t it extraordinary how people are so willing to go along with a blonde bimbo persecutor? I think that short blonde girl must have brainwashing abilities, because who in their right mind would do something like that, at such an expense? Someone told me that they found out who that girl was (because of my BLOG) and they have stopped her, indeed I haven’t seen her, and believe that she does live in Gunnedah, which is over 500km away. But I did see someone try to manipulate the woman at Gin Gin fabric shop last year in exactly the same manner, to sabotage me, (they stole my Janome sewing machine), plus, I think I saw her at Mitre 10 in Sarina, trying to steal from me. It’s NEGS girl related?? I still have to get all my shopping online – they still antagonize me, even if I shop To Boot – they put dogs in the car park. But I don’t mind shopping online, comfort of the couch. I still have my ‘bow’ on my bag. If only I had started wearing my body cam back then – she would be dead by now. 9. Dog Army Of One Stupid Short Blonde Girl I’ve had another memory about that short blonde girl, and I think she stems from when I used to work at Enmore in Grave Attire, there was a girl half responsible for aiding the process of closing that shop down, and if that was her, I think she might be radio related or perhaps she even worked at Witchery, later someone implied that she couldn’t but help close down any other business that was a competitor to hers? A sabotager. (But more likely to be ABC radio related – government run radio station) this photostory was deleted, I had to rewrite it, so I am thinking hitting the nail on the head with this one. I’m pretty sure I also later heard that stupid short blonde girl at the Gin Gin doctors when I was there about my collapsed arch , I was standing on one foot, talking to the receptionists, and that girl was at the door, ready to take off at any moment should I have my camera out, she was going “oh the poor girl she’s got a sore foot” in that sarcastic bitchy voice, by the time I turned around she was gone. And also, that particular voice, I’m sure, when I put in one of my complaints to a government department about the Bundaberg mental health unit, I’m pretty sure they put me through to that bloody girl. Same bitchy sarcastic voice with no respect for me AT ALL. Talk about single white female problems. And how does this girl get away with destroying someone’s career? I wrote a story about this government creating dog armies to fight its people. This is exactly that situation, dog army of one stupid short blonde girl. You know I’m actually not prejudice against blondes, and specifically I do not think blondes are inferior in anyway when it comes to brain capacity, and they are not more sexually promiscuous. I’ve known some extraordinarily smart blondes, but this particular girl happens to have blonde hair, - stand out features, distinguishing feature, short, blonde. And she’s been a huge nemesis, well though, she seems to have had no motivation in being one, therefore I can only assume she has mental health issues, or is somebody else’s personal ‘weapon’ (or ‘tool’, as in she is being used, and too stupid to realize it.) This is someone who really does have mental here healthy issues (!) and look how she works; she’s quiet she’s sneaky, she doesn’t disturb the whole public, and that’s how she gets away with it. Well guess what, to me, she’s a total nuisance - so go get her. 10. Girl getting families to harass me and steal via the neighbours places I feel I need to do a special warning for this one. Apparently it was this photo story that was the most offensive one I had ever written. I wrote it when I was extremely angry and fed up with it. You need to bare in mind when reading this, this harassment behaviour has been going on for many years, at least 20. For many years I have done nothing about it, I felt that I could not do anything about it, and after I wrote this, I had pretty much no problems of this sort from that particular house. Although I wouldn’t go so far as to say it has stopped altogether there has been times since, that I have similar problems from other houses in the street. But nothing near what it was like before I wrote this particular little photo story. So, if anyone asks me to remove this story, because it’s too offensive - absolutely no way! (And I think it is same girl repeatedly who is doing it. So there appears to be some nasty dog who goes and gets different people / families and puts them in the house next door and these people harass me verbally by yelling out, they play recorded nuisance sounds, and usually they steal from me. This has happened continuously over several months, although it’s intermittent, it seems, come the end of the week, and they just up and go home - not sure what the trigger is for that to happen - if you know, PLEASE ADVISE. So could that fucking family please fuck off, leave me alone, STOP HARRASING ME. And that nasty girl who goes and gets them - you are going to get cancer and die. (At the moment they seem to be staying at no ֎, before it was no ֎, before that no ֎, Kookaburra Park) But it is not a kookaburra park thing, same thing happened when I lived in Gunnedah, in town and on the farm, and in Melbourne. I clearly remember one specific girl from the horticulture course that I did, who was yelling out from the house next door in Henry Street, we didn’t know those neighbours very well, but that girl from the Tafe has got a very specific voice, I have no idea why she was yelling at me over the fence and then took off in a car? I also clearly remember another woman, a past landlord yelling out from the empty house across on the other side of the road, Ivan’s old empty house - sounded like Karen Cull to me, but I couldn’t be sure. Many other times and people over the years, and I think the ones at kookaburra Park houses, were people from Facebook? (That was before I was ban) So a definite problem with the people that cross my path harassing me from the neighbours; it’s like, at those times, I develop a little repetitive song in my head, it goes; fuck off fuck off fuck off and fuck off. Oh, I think that girl who goes and gets them, is the stupid bully girl who talks to me on the phone, who thinks she is special, she is not – I hope she gets cancer and dies – you thieving bitch – even if you pay up, you still need to be prepared for hell. I also think she is the girl who answered the phone when I called QLD services to make a complaint about Bundaberg mental health services – she was completely rude, condescending, sarcastic, just a total bitch who reminds me of the bitches who harass me from my neighbours – WHAT IS WRONG WITH BIMBOS IN THIS COUNTRY? fuck off all woman all the time – why do I need to spell this out, what are you all leeches?? As I mentioned before, the harassment stopped after I wrote about it (another reason why my blog is so important for me personally, aside from the fact that I find bullies will often deny that they’ve been a bully, so it’s important for me to describe what they do, as in ‘deny all you want’ but here it is in writing of what you’ve done’. Also, as of late, when I say harassment from the house across the road has stopped; but whenever someone leaves that house in their big loud Revy car (I do wonder why they don’t get normal unrevvy car that doesn’t consume large volumes of petrol, its like they want everyone to hear them) whenever they do, in the morning (no set time), there’s a car that seems to drive past in front of my house on the HWY, and bangs, they do one loud bang, happens on a daily basis when the neighbours car leaves. It’s a little odd because who cares whether the neighbours leave your stay? why does someone on the highway (or maybe at a house who situated by the highway just up from me) care enough to make loud bang noise ?? I don’t know, it’s all a bit of a mystery to me, that’s why I’m writing about it in the hope that it may stop too. I think before with the verbal harassment, it was kind of loud, and a lot of people can witness it, and so it has stopped, however this is not so loud and notable, like it’s only if you’re here every day seeing and listening and hearing what goes on, would you notice this pattern; they are sneaky and manipulative, dishonest and most likely the thieves I have been talking about. I have since moved again, and I think after reading this story on my blog, some of the neighbours here, 3 of them actually, ones across the rd, one up the hill and the maybe the woman just down a bit, in my complex - have copied those past neighbours, (see, surrounded by stupid copycats), at any rate, again there is a big commotion on a daily morning basis with cars leaving simultaneously and phones ringing. Actually, not daily, as there would be other people come to watch the spectacle, so, it is randomly frequently. Those people, who never actually ever confront me, means I can’t ever tell them to get fucked. The woman who lives up the hill is the worst – she has major problems. Mind you own business you stupid dog. 11. Gunnedah Squash Courts, the real reason it remains vacant for the last 30yrs The old Gunnedah Squash Courts; 15 Warrabungle St, Gunnedah The Gunnedah squash courts have been vacant for near 30 years. The real reason they were closed down, in my opinion, is because the people who used to play squash, back in the day, formed strong alliances, they were the ‘common people’ and they could ban together to make demands. The ‘powers that be’ in Gunnedah (Gunnedah council bitches), recognized this as a problem, and so, by sneaky means and tactics, it was shut down, and something like this, is not encouraged in Gunnedah, so ‘the powers that be’, can be ‘the powers that be’. Later, the ‘powers that be’, told me it was not for that reason at all; it was because some of the married people who attended, without their partners, hooked up with other ‘unsupervised’ naughty people! Probably also true. But I do not see why this indiscretion should affect everyones turn at playing a recreational healthy sport like squash. Don’t be so prudish! Only a truly uptight neurotic, stupid bunch of ‘pearl wearing’ women, would do that – if you can’t keep your husband on a leash, get rid of him, not worth it. 12. School Art Story There were 2 Art teachers, that took over from wonderful Mrs Larkin, when she went off to have a baby (man she was huge!). I think I was in year 11. They were a husband-and-wife team (can’t remember their names) I felt at the time there was something definitely wrong with both of them, I’m not really sure what, I didn’t really know them, except I definitely got a strong sense that there was something slightly off (often typical with ‘artistic’ people) -they were both manipulative with an agender, unlike anyone I had ever encounted at that point (course now, that’s all anybody is like). They had something to do with some of the girls who follow me around later in my 20’s / 30’s, because I saw them in Melbourne following me. At the time in year 11, they were pushing me to do 3unit art, along with a couple of other teachers, and I felt, I really wasn’t that good at art, even though I have a strong sense of observation, my drawing skills are pretty much zero, so I thought it was odd that they were pushing me to do 3unit art (there was never any reason given as to why, there was NEVER any discussions as to after school careers and pathways either). Well, I do have a strong colour sense, and a most definite appreciation and love for the arts, and I do persist with my love of textile design - I sell my designs online (sold quite a few thankyou -until I was ban by STUPID IT dog bitches). I have incorporated my love of colour, rather than a love of drawing into my designs, and I’m very pleased with them, and some of them are absolutely beautiful, see my “Plum Silver Stripes” above )! I have no problems tooting my own horn. I secretly suspect the real reason why they pushed me into 3-unit art was because of my observation skills- they want someone to see their artistic genius! Just typical. Women love showing off to me. Actually, more on that, this has been a 'thing' in life; people wanting to show off to me. And not just artists, but anyone who is good at their craft, their personal skill/ their career, whatever it may be (wide and varied areas). If they can do something really well, then they want me to know about it! I can only assume it's because I can appreciate their skill, and it's nice to show off to someone who can see how good you are! (I remember my favourite episode on 'Malcolm in the Middle'; about the little one Duey, who discovered he liked piano, and went on to play these monumental genius pieces of music all by sound - but his family paid absolutely no attention to him at all). lol People like being validated, and I can do it! Anyway, those 2 art teachers; on one of my year 12 pieces, they kept pushing me to incorporate an artist Michael Leunig, which was very peculiar, especially since I’ve never heard of him or seen any of his cartoons, nor knew anything about politics, but anyway, I didn’t really care too much about anything back then, so I kind of obliged them, whatever. I created this horrible creation, because of it. It was so bad. I feel at certain times in my life, I have been used by such arts people or council people, to put forward political or more like ‘employment opportunities’, using clever cunning evil plans like that those two art teachers, are capable of. Not that I’m opposed to clever thinking, particularly of the artistic avenue, but I don’t appreciate being used, especially if there’s nothing in it for me, and there’s usually not – those types steal, and see nothing wrong with doing it. No empathy at all. Also, I want to mention, I had never done art before that school. In infants and primary public school – NO ART ever! Can you believe that. Although I do recall doing Folk dancing in 3rd class! I certainly had never had any drawing lessons. I did have out of school crafting activities, as my aunt was a Folk-Art teacher, and a creative type. I know when I’ve visited any art gallery or creative festival, or open garden, anything of artistic merit, there is always hordes and hordes of people -it’s a very popular past time, looking at art. I would like to see more art in every-day life too; as in items we buy for our household, like appliances, containers, furniture, stationary items - all things that can be decorated in an artistic manner. You don’t just have to stick to framed art, on the wall. Go on, do a feature wall in a lovely artistic wallpaper! You know, what we got, back then, instead of art in primary school, was quite the opposite. The teachers would encourage kids to be unexpressive, oppressed, and unthinking, so they themselves can have full control and powertrip in the classroom - this was a most definite theme in infants and primary school - in public school, well certainly in Gunnedah, but Gunnedah is a very repressed little town, and I certainly hope it has changed its ways (actually I doubt it, which is why I am writing about it – nothing will ever change unless you bring it into social consciousness). So, art was poo-pooed by the teachers, especially, if I recall, Debbie Croft, who was influential (it just takes 1 bad egg). And when I attended Gunnedah Tafe in 2006, it was still the same with those teachers; totally against anything artistic. Given the amount of art in schools today, that I have witnessed elsewhere (most other schools infact). I really don’t know how back then, and still now in Gunnedah, art could be so ignored and considered unimportant, time wasting and valueless. And furthermore, what truly astounds me, is how some of these academic types of people, ones who are good at maths in particular, often have no concept of really important and obvious things, it’s like they can’t perceive what’s really going on in certain situations. Totally deficient. Dumb infact, when compared to an ‘artistic’ type. It’s like the opposite of what we were taught in primary public school, is true many times. This is my observation of such people who are opposed to art. They stoopid. {oh, I just remembered doing “pet stones” in Limbri school!! – finding a rock, painting it and putting 2 plastic eyes on it! Weird, absurd and ugly!!}. You know, I think this whole anti art thing stems from fear of sensuality? When I was volunteering at the Gunnedah Art Gallery, and had some artwork in there, one of the pieces was an item of clothing, and I had a manikin to display it on, my manikin. But, not only was it removed from the display (probably the same day that I put it, after I had left for the day), but it was vandalised with yellow pens. Totally scribbled on. I believe one of the reasons why it was removed, even though it was a fully clothed mannequin, was because this mannequin pretty much looked like a model. And it was too much for the people of Gunnedah to handle, because it had a sensuality about it. Gunnedah has got some major dysfunctions going on. I also want to mention my HSC story here. Well, first of all I will remind you of Mrs Windeyer in my “My 25m Lap Pool story with winning race story”, about how I won that race, but she said I did not. Now Mrs Windeyer was really old, whether she was manipulated by my competitor, to say I did not win, or possibly some other teacher (like Dr scarf – a dog) who heard my plan, and wanted to thwart it, (I suspect, to be the case) and thus used Mrs Windeyer, as an older woman can be very susceptible to another younger, stronger and healthier, woman’s will. There was another incident involving her at Prep one night; she did seem to “have it out for me” or again, could have been manipulated by a girl in that room, at any rate, definitely something wrong with her, she ought to have been put out to pasture a long time before she retired (another case for bringing the retirement age of woman back to 50). So anyway bare that thwarting story in mind, for the next; I mentioned in one of my stories I think with the English one, that I’m typically an average student, always getting average marks, even if I study a lot, I would often get the same mark by the same teachers. After it was suggested, I do 3-unit art in year12, which took my total units to above what you need to complete the HSC, (the big exam at the end of your school life). I was told that because I have an extra subject now, the subject that I didn’t do very well in at HSC, would be dropped, and would not be counted in the total. It made sense to me. (I was later advised by a retired school teacher, that that’s not actually true? – they do swap and change their rules frequently) and come to think of it, it was other kids who told me this, it was not a teacher, so I do not know. But a lot of the kids said it, it was a standard discussion that I overheard several times. So, I came up with a plan. In my typical efficient way of thinking, and quest of travelling the path of least resistance, I would just not bother studying for my least favourite (biology). That way, I would have more time to study for all the other subjects – ones that would actually be counted. So, one of the subjects, was Home Science, and we were told there are 14 subjects within this subject that you need to know, and may be tested on at HSC, as only 2 of them would be chosen to be tested on the day. So, I obtained a whole lot of past HSC’s, and determined what they would ask us. I took a gamble, there was no way I could learn 14 subjects in depth in that short time, and this Home Science had more to learn and study than ANY of my other subjects (combined), there was a MASS amount of information. Information overload. (I guess except for maths which btw I aced with a 97% score! – but it was not advanced maths, just the everyday common-sense maths). So, I was confident, I could guess the 2 questions – I could be quite savvy should I choose. The day comes, I look at both questions, the first, I was right, the 2nd, wrong! So later that arvo, was the time for the subject that I had written off, biology, and guess what the essay question was – it was the other question I had studied, my 2nd guess! - crossover of subjects. (Alarm bells). So, I aced that part of the exam. You think this might be a good thing, but it was not, as the exam I was meant to do well in and thus count towards total marks, was not great enough, I still came out average in the long run. (See). Now, I am not sure, but as more clarity comes with age, just possibly my plan was overheard, just like that swimming day, and deliberatley sabotaged by a teacher. They like to play God. I smell dogs. I mentioned Dr Scarf above, because, 20 odd years later I went into the local bank, and some woman yelled out ‘sorry’ to me as I was walking by (actually this was really a common thing, woman fuck up so much, and are such evil bullies, that I am constantly hearing apologies as I go from A to B! (you have no idea how much they fuck up) DOGS - I had no idea what they were talking about, but I looked at who said it on that day – and I am fairly certain, there, was Dr Scarf, an old Dr Scarf. (Read my Careers story about her). Btw, this is why you need your family around you, and not a bunch of school staff – they are literally dogs. And, you know, once you realise how they ‘fuck you’ like that, there’s no point in doing it, unless you are a straight A student – they discriminate BIG TIME. The irony is, even if my HSC score reflected the Home Science exam and not the biology, having better marks on my HSC, would not have made any difference to my path after school, as it was already decided that I would go into Fashion. However, it may have made a difference to ‘bragging rights’ and respect within my family and extended family and friends. It’s a thing “what did you get on your HSC?”. I know most people cringe when they hear someone whingeing about how ‘it's not their fault, it's somebody else's fault’, and they think ‘oh she had such opportunities, and many others hasn't had such good opportunities’ - so I just want to say that if you don't whinge about what you think is not right, or has been unfair, or unlawful in your life, then you're allowing it, and giving it permission to happen again, and in the future! Plus if you're someone who tries to stop someone from whingeing about these negative things in life, then as far as I’m concerned, you belong in jail - nothing is ever going to change unless it's brought into consciousness. I definitely am not an advocate of that saying, "you reap what you sow", that philosophy, if you put out good vibes you'll get good vibes back - NO WAY HOZE-AY!! Shit happens in life, no matter how positive you are, or how happy you are, there's always people who are going to try to "get ya", to steal from you, to use you, they just do it. In fact it might be a little bit case of the opposite; the more happy you are, the more likely people are going to want to try to "get ya", out of shear jealous spite. I especially can't stand it when I hear some hippie motherly type women on television trying to be philosophical, and say "oh well stay positive, and your actions will come back to you". Poppycock! Note, 30 years later I could say, oh well some employee is missing out on my "clever and devious" thinking due to dog teachers, but I can't, because I know so many of my ideas are taken and applied by the powers that be and or the dogs; and changes for the better are happening left right and centre, just from mere observational thoughts and writing about my life on this bloody online blog! When I was younger and working, and should have got a mortgage, but failed to do so; not only because the people in my life who should’ve been guiding me, didn’t, (guiding is required for young people), but because I wasn’t really settled, like I was 600km away from anywhere that I felt near comfortable, I was surrounded by people I did not know, and who did not know me, and were pretty much evil. My job seemed, well, I don’t know, perhaps, not comfortable, as in, a mismatch? The community around me was not desirable in any way. Plus, I had never even thought about or discussed with any one what is involved in home ownership. SO BIZARRE. It’s only looking back now where I realised it should’ve been a priority number one and not some remote thought that was never thought of. Anyway 15 years or so later after I had left the ‘rag trade’, when I was in my early 30’s, I realised maybe I should think about housing and whether I should always rent. I did some maths and worked out as long as my rent was around about the $150 mark, and in tow with inflation, then it would be a better option for me to rent rather than take out a mortgage. I did not have the wisdom to factor in other concerns, like; availability, arshole landlords, ‘old age’ relocation physicality problems, rental crisis due to overpopulation and greedy politicians, plus freedom to do what you please around the house without constant intervention and invasion of privacy by arshole rental estate bitches, aswell as what I know now about life - life isn't meant to be lived in a ‘rental’; Over the period of your working years, you accumulate wealth, and with that of course you want to buy luxuries for yourself, but if you live in a rental, there's just many things that you can't purchase, or if you do purchase then you have to take them with you at end of lease time and time again, which is just not practical. I mean how many trucks will you need. I'm talking about normal things, like a bathtub for instance, most rentals don't even have bathtubs, and there's other normal things, like Rangehoods, I have not encountered any rentals that actually have a Rangehood! then of course there's luxury health items like a spa or a sauna. If you're the kind of person who doesn't travel, and would prefer to stay home, then you want your home to be as comfortable as possible, and you want to spend your money on the home environment, but when you rent, you just can't do that, which means you can't LIVE YOUR LIFE FULLY if you have to rent. You lose in life if you rent. You're a victim if you rent. I certainly would encourage people not to have children unless they at the very least are homeowners. Mmmm. At no point infact, of all my time renting up to 2018, was there ANY indication, that I would have EXTREME problems of these, in the future. If only I had of read my blog!! So anyway, I’m thinking somebody may have heard my calculations about the rent and have taken the rental crisis as an opportunity to teach me a lesson, somewhere along the lines of Dr scarf thwarting my plans. Or I sometimes feel like it’s a secret plot by Centrelink staff who tried to rub it in my face “well you should’ve got a good paying job and a mortgage like everyone else”. They have no idea about dogs in the workplace, and major bullying. Stupid centerlink. They have no idea about living in a glass house. I don’t even think they know about the stealing. I’m not sure about centerlink sabotage, but it would definitely be something they would do, and they would have networks big enough to cover the rental apps that I look at, and I know they are vindictive and spiteful enough women. Possibly the rental crisis is so bad now, that I am going into “disbelief” and subconsciously pretending it is not true! Oh its just centerlink pretending there is a housing crisis! mm mm You know, one day at school, we were all ushered into a couple of rooms, and some teacher said “It’s university application day, so do your applications and hand them back to me. I am like what? this was the first I’ve ever heard of university application day, like what am I meant to be applying for -there were literally thousands of courses from multiple unis? It’s like not one of the teachers, not my parents, not the careers counsellor, no one had given me any options of any university courses that I might be able to apply for, beforehand. I can’t begin to explain the incompetence and ineptitude of the adults who surrounded me at this time in my life. Clueless, uncaring and selfish. Why did you want kids? Prepare your child for the future. 13. Revolting craft workshop woman in Western Suburbs, and fake job story, both stolen I went to find this story to add a bit, but it was missing. Now, I had only just done it a few weeks ago, so it is fresh in my mind, I am not sure if microsoft search is suddenly not working, or some hacker has stolen it, but it is definatly not coming up in any of my keyword searches. And there are a lot of keywords in it. I suspect mainly the stories that are stolen from my PC, (and there have been a lot now), have been stolen because they incriminate someone – so obviously this woman, is well known to the powers that be, popular and GUILTY. So, both these stories are about bullies in Sydney. When I lived out on the Western suburbs working at Bonds, back in 1993/4, I decided I should do some after-work craft activities, (this was before I started my 2nd job). I found a workshop, it was silk painting. I recall it was quite difficult getting there. I had to catch two buses and a train. It was a bit ridiculous, and sitting on the bus, I realized I did not know exactly what stop I should get off – I had no Gregoris and there was certainly no google maps back then, but I did encounter a nice man, he said he knew where my destination was, and would help me, I had to go back to his place (a 15 minute walk), where I met his wife briefly, and then we hopped in his car, and he took me to my destination- it was a little odd, but I was definitely grateful to him because I had no idea where I was. This “crafting” woman’s place seemed to be ‘out in the sticks’, it was a huge big brick house. I told the small group about my journey and getting there, taking about an hour and a half for a 10minute car trip! And also, I would have to leave early so I could catch the last bus back. The woman teaching offered to give me a lift to the back to my place, at 9pm when it ended, because, although it took me 1 ½ hrs to get there, it wasn’t very far from my place - only about 10 minutes by car!! So, I was really pleased about that, I could relax and got on with my silk painting. But then towards the end, when everyone had left, I was still there, and this woman still hadn’t volunteered her previous offer. She was busy cleaning up, and I figured she was just wanting to clean up before she took me home, but then she left and went upstairs, and said that she’s got to start dinner for her family. I’m thinking did she forget that she made the offer to give me a lift - because it was 9 o’clock and I had already missed the last bus, so I didn’t have any choice, but to get a lift from her – or stay there all night. Yikes. So, then her teenage son came down, and he did something with the fire, so there was smoke all in the room, I literally think he was trying to ‘smoke’ me out! What a fucking bitch - having offered to drive me, and then had obviously changed her mind without telling me. I mean had I missed something during the course of the evening?? I don’t recall the workshop being an overly pleasant workshop experience, but not unpleasant, I was happy and content doing my silk painting. I certainly didn’t say or do anything to indicate anything but, I just got on with being creative, that is what I do. I mean I could have compared it to my aunts workshops, later I did – she taught Folk Art, and held workshops in her studio upstairs at her home in Leichardt. Those were very enjoyable – she was good at her craft and good at teaching – some people have a knack. This woman had none, but I was not concerned about that, as I applied my creativity and got on with things, also I was raised to be far more respectful than to mention otherwise. So, after 15 minutes or so, she came back down and realised, that I was not going anywhere, so then she and her daughter, both took me home. It was the most revolting experience; you know women are revolting. So unreliable, so dishonest, so bitchy. Crappy people from the western suburbs. Some women, as in housewives, are just HOPELESS, and should be not out in public ever, let alone teaching a craft. Like I have mentioned on my blog before – most women are clueless about exactly how stupid they are. In retrospect with the whole 1 ½ hr transport issue, it would not have surprised me if some bully girl at Bonds had arranged the whole thing, and it would not surprise me if that woman actually worked at Bonds and herd that I wanted to do a craft workshop, so said, she was a silk painter and charged $100 for a bullshit evening. {A similar thing happened when I was at Rowan Leigh, re a horse workshop, I talk about on my Blog – greedy bimbo women}. Stuff them. I hope that whole family gets cancer and dies. By the way, I said above, this was before I got my 2nd job, I decided I needed a 2nd job as I seemed to not really have enough money, like I could not save any, it all went on bills, mainly rent. So, when I had a second job; now, you’d think I’d have heaps of money wouldn’t you? And considering I didn’t drink, didn’t go out, did not socialize too much, was not on drugs, and had a minimum of appetites, I ought to have been ‘rolling’ in it – but no, minimum wage plus less than, does not buy you ANYTHING in life, certainly nothing in Sydney. Those 10 years I spent down in Sydney, were a total waste. Total waste of my time, my energy with nothing to show for it except a half paid off little cheap imported hatchback of car. It’s bullshit, would be better off to stay unemployed, better for my mental health too! Actually the 1 thing I really got out of those 10 years, is how revolting people are, how much they use you, and bully you, any chance they get – like that is their main aim. The other story happened later, when was living in Hornsby doing temp Nanny and babysitting work. I operated through an agency in St Leonard’s, so this young girl would set up work for me. For the most part it was okay, but this one time, I drove all the way to some house, about 20 minutes away, and when I got there, they said they no longer needed me. So, what waste of a trip, and I could have got other work too that evening. I didn’t ever get any kind of compensation either, I don’t think they thought to do that back then. So, anyway what I remembered distinctly about that FAKE JOB; I got back in my car, I was annoyed, and leaving, but there was some girl driving Janice’s car who pulled right up infront of me then left; Janice was someone I previously worked for, looking after her little girl. So, I’m not sure why they were doing signs with Janice’s car? Or what they hell they were doing, but definatly “placed”. I mentioned numerous times on my blog, they send me lookalikes, and do signs, and they have the same car - for total deception, although I could see in that car, and that it was definitely not Janice driving, the windows weren’t tinted at all, so I had a clear view of some blonde driving. So, what I find ironic about that situation, for someone to do that, they would have to be following me and be obsessed with me, like a depraved stalker. Such stupidity. You lose. You may think you won by setting up such a nuisance situation for me - but you lost, you are a natural loser. When I as wondering what image to use with this story, I typed “car stalker” in to google, there were some really good ones, but not royalty free, they were on dreamstime – it was like dreamstime had based their whole database of images on my life, as I have so many problems with ‘car stalkers’ ! lol! But I was surprised I did not see more elsewhere, as ‘car stalking’ IS huge, I note heaps of hoons do it, constantly all the time. It is a problem in Australia, bogans do it – stupid ones who can’t think of what to do. It is them, I suspect who steal from me too, as they keep stalking me, but to no avail – like nothing happens when you stalk someone, if you want something to happen, you have to actually talk to them. “STALKING” DOES NOT WORK IN ANY WAY – albeit if I know you are a hooning stalker, I should think less of you - so it works in that way! But, so, because those hoons are so stupid, and eventually wonder what the hell they are doing stalking some woman, they get pissed off, as their stupidity slowly sinks in, “oh, maybe I should be actually doing something with my life?” - so then they blame me for their stupid stalking behaviour, and thus steals from me. And, it is male and female alike. Some mother was implying that those people who car hoon are their friend's teenage sons, well, school graduates who are getting paid work by centerlinks jobs providers; the job of 'spying' and tormenting me - like Jobs providers actually pay these cretins in the hope of "empowering them" - they get paid a lot of money to do it. And that's why the whole community allows it And turns a blind eye to the fact that they're annoying the crap out of everyone in my vicinity including me of course - because some stupid bimbos has not only non- thinkingly had kids, but raised her son to be a unskilled nuisance, and now they are desperate job seekers. Anyway, I changed the image, as there is some stupid dog with a pseudonym Bonnie Colleen Pappin, who is on a personal mission to harass and taunt me with her computer nerd skills and dysfunctional dog personality, in regards to accusing me of stealing online images. As I have mentioned before they offer them free, and then later change their mind and charge me, but they don't actually charge me they just steal from me; it is a game that criminals play and it seemingly is becoming more and more clear that practically the whole .com industry is made up of thieves. So I think I need to put here, a little ditti, about what “fuck off” means; if someone tells you to “fuck off” it means STOP talking to them, it means GO AWAY, it means never contact them ever again. It is a very clear cut finalisation of the end of ALL dealings. A very clear form of communication. There's no 'contact me one more time, then go away'. Or, it's not like a colloquial phrase, like some people, when talking with a friend, they might say "oh shut up!" meaning they're just totally surprised and gobsmacked at what you just said, and they're exclaiming their wonderment. NO, it is not that at all. FUCK OFF is a final declaration of "I don't want to ever see you or talk to you ever again. I can't stand you, you're a total nuisance get out of my life". So just in case there's any confusion amongst computer nerds who I've heard, sometimes don't understand things the way normal people understand things because of their mathematics streak - that was for them. So I have replaced the image above of women sitting around a table crafting, to one of my fabric designs called “Pink Dalmation Paint Effects grey”. I designed this because I love the colour combination: pale pink and pale grey. Plus there's hardly any fabrics, well, back then certainly, available in this colour scheme. (I may be the only person who likes it, I recall back then at that time, prob 2015, one of my knitting glove designs, was hot pink and navy, and it was also one of my favourite colour combinations, but no one else liked this colour combination in the knitting group...lol). I really like it, and it's a simple pattern within a pattern within a pattern design. My designs. I also did one in the reverse. This design is not available anywhere as I was banned from spfl. I note NOW, there are a couple of other fabric companies operating in the same manner, but, it seems you can't just start selling your fabrics on there you have to apply, which I did, and I have not heard back from either of them, not quite 1 month ago; no 'yay' or no 'no' - So I'm not sure what's going on there maybe I'll have to phone them.... those companies are called; Digital fabrics.com.au; - the Designer Project at Marrickville New South Wales. And Cloth Cut; but that website looks like a total scam, they don't even have their address contact details listed, they just have family photos; it looks like a fake facebook marketing fake money making scam….and since they haven't got back to me after wasting my time with my application, I can only easily come to such conclusions. Guess if they actually get back to me, I will have to edit this and that will be a nuisance…. 14. Fruit and Vege Thief, shooting story Many years ago, I recall a story about a girl in 4th class who had an uncle, or was it her father? By the name of Prior. Anyway, he owned the local Fruit and Vege shop in our small country town Gunnedah, the store was located on the edge of town by the river on the old Tamworth rd, he had a huge plot where he would grow his own veges to sell. He was having problems with local kids stealing his food. One day, I guess, he had had enough and when he heard someone in his fields, he got his shotgun and took a shot, he had intended to miss and scare the culprit off, so the courts said, but he did not miss, he got him. He had to go to prison. At the time when all the little girls, all the little 4th graders were hearing and retelling the story around the playground, it was “oh no”, “ti, ti” “very bad” “shame” etc, to the man who shot the boy. But now, I am in my 40’s and I too have had it up to here with thievery, and I totally get how and why that man came to shoot the boy, and if I were the judge, I would let him go SCOT-FREE. I certainly imagine I would do exactly the same thing if I owned a shotgun, and caught a thief red-handed – deservedly so; those thieves are a menace to society causing and spreading evil {especially since the police don’t do anything about the thefts and over the years in my life, I have encountered quite a few young people who steal from me and have done the wrong thing by me, but their family tries to save them, and in the process disparages me. They have no thoughts or regard for their child’s victim; they only try to save themselves and their family. Plus, they continue to steal, as they never get reprimanded}. I am not sure what happen to the boy, I hope he was killed. After all the thefts at my place – if only I had a shotgun. And I encourage anyone who catches anyone stealing – smack them up good and well if you don’t have a gun, so they can no longer walk at the very least. DO IT. Do the world a favour. Since their parents are CRAP. If you have kids – you betta, do it right, so no one comes along and shoots your kids head off - stupid parents in the first place. (When will there be compulsory parenting classes for all pregnant mothers?) If the perp is caught, then put the parents in jail alongside the perpetrator – then force them all to go to church in prison, so they can sit and reflect about their behaviour. {This particular photostory, my ‘x’ landlord especially took offence, I bet her son is a thief, just like her.} Btw, because I state these threatening words online, I have been tagged by the police as a possible threat to an under 18 person (one stupid enough to steal from me) – so I was advised informally that it is them keeping tabs on me, in order to save any future child with hopeless parents?? If this is true, I consider it a very clever way of me to get the police off their arse, and to do something about the thieving; as by keeping tabs, they also see, and may prevent thieves. However I have had items stolen while they are supposedly on watch – so it may be tyrannical idiots pretending to be the police, and who are the very same people, stealing from me. 15. I bet they don’t even have a sore foot, and re, Renters are POVERTY people I saw an image of a lovely good looking couple in their 50's, riding around in an electric car - golf buggy type. I included it with this story, and titled it "Ever get the feeling life is for other people". You know, the most important thing an 18-year-old can be told, or even earlier, is the thing you need to do first and foremost in your life, is purchase a house, so you don’t waste your money on rents. In fact as soon as you get your first job you should apply for a mortgage. Because landlords are the greatest legal thieves of them all, and it’s a big secret - when you’re old and wise it’s easy to see the big picture, but by then it will be way too late, so you need to demand your parents give you money for a deposit for your own home, and then work hard when you’re young and full of energy, and pay off that mortgage as soon as you can - 10 years. I think bank will only give you a 20-year loan so you have to pay off the monthly mortgage on one hand and then put money aside on the other to pay off the lump sum payment towards the end after 10 years or so, - that’s the ideal, and essential to “winning” in life. That way you can either sell it and purchase again somewhere better, or you can rent it and always have that income coming in. You’ll have your own sense of freedom and PLACE, in life, essential, to coping with all that life throws at you. Because working to live in somebody else’s house with landlords coming around and wanting to inspect and ‘lord over’, isn’t worth it - you’ll soon see after a few years, it just doesn’t work, you have no motivation or desire to work. If you remain a renter, you’re always going to be on a cycle of poverty, it is only those people who own property, who win in life - it is just like Monopoly, although you don’t need to win, you just need to land on a few good squares, in order to play. I feel so strongly about this, that if you’re a parent and plan on having kids, but don’t have several thousands of dollars in the bank ready for a deposit when they turn 18, you shouldn’t be having kids, otherwise you’re just asking them to suffer in life, and be disadvantaged (handicapped). And you know it’s up to parents to explain this to a child, I know some parents, (mine) where just everything came easy to them, so they just didn’t think about these kinds of things. And, infact, in my family, we never talked about money at all. So no wonder there was no thoughts to purchasing a house. And that’s why I’m writing it, and unfortunately, I have been banned from social media, because this is where the story belongs, so everyone can see it and have a chance of feeling good about life, for the whole duration. In fact, I think it’s greedy landlords who mainly have banned me from social media because they don’t want renters to know this little fact about life, they want to continue the cycle of poverty so they can remain rich. 16. When You See What You Want - Ask For It, You Just Never Know One day in my early 20’s, I was walking down the street in Sydney attending a job interview. As I was walking to and fro from the car, I came across a shop which blew me away, it was an interior design fabric shop. I couldn’t believe how beautiful it looked from the window. I decided that this is where I wanted to work, so I waltzed in, wanting to know if they had any positions. It so happened they did! And the sales-girl in there was very nice, she gave me the name of the manager, and suggested I should write to him for an interview. So, I wrote to a Mr King, and explained why I should work for him there at South Pacific Fabrics, (even though I had no idea what position was on offer) I just told him in my letter about his fabrics, and my experience from looking at them, it was long and waffly, and a most unusual letter for a job application. I’m not really a ‘fit the normal’ type of person, I’m a very visual creative person, and I guess it was a creative letter. It so happened, so was Mr King, so, I got an interview, from this letter! (I recall reading the letter to my younger brother at the time before I sent it, he didn’t have much to say about it, but when I told him I got the interview, he was like “you got the interview from that letter”! (not sure if his correct tone is coming across). So, the interview went well, although I wasn’t really suitable for what they were looking for because I’d had no experience in sales (I’m not really a sales type person) BUT, they created a temporary job for me to do the Samplling work! I was absolutely thrilled to bits, and loved my little job there, because I got to go through every single fabric, and there were some nice people that worked there too. Now, I can sometimes come across as kind of a blunt person, or “raw” as Mrs King, I think it was, described me. So, at one point they thought it would be a good idea if they put me in charge of recuperating the Big Fabric Sample books, which were quite pricey. They would sometimes, for special customers only, lend them out to those special hoity-toits. These special customers were often the type of people who wouldn’t jump if a young sales girl phones them up and asked them to jump, so it was figured that someone with a more “raw” dialect might have had better chance of getting the books back! I do actually recall phoning a one Margaret Pomeranz, insisting she return a book back - little did I know at the time who she was, quite famous in Australia and the Australian film industry. Anyway it must’ve worked, as after I had finished doing all the samples up, I had to leave, but was given quite a number of older Sample books by Mrs King, which I thought was very nice, and I later used them to upholster a daybed, in a patchwork of these most amazing fabrics - and when I say amazing, I mean they were literally amazing, not the type of thing you would see in normal day to day average life, they were out of the ordinary fabrics, I recall the most expensive one was about $500 per metre, and that was 30 years ago, so that’s pretty pricey for a fabric, (an average price for an interior fabric, like what you would find at Lincraft or Spotlight, was at the time, usually anywhere from $15-$30/m.) I was inspired to design my own textiles, mainly from a lack of anything even remotely good in any of the retail shops available to me, as I did my sewing around 2015. I like them! When I was selling them on SPFL, I sold enough of my designs to pay for my materials, which was perfect, - but then they sabotage ban me ☹️so I have not sold any since 2019. See above far right a few of my Pink designs. 17. My Pusscat is Never Going to get Stuck up a Tree When Tulip was a kitten, one time, he was mad hopping around the bedroom, as they do, and he climbed all the way up this tall upholstered mirror that I had. When he got all the way up to the top, I exclaimed “now, how you going to get down Tulip!” He was looking around wondering the same thing, so I grabbed his little butt, and kind of wiggled him in a gentle downwards sideways manner, so he got the hang of how he could shimmy back down, he took to it immediately and was down in a flash. I have seen him throughout his whole adult life, when he climbs right up high, in a tree, he uses the same technique to come down!! It’s like, “my pussycat is never going to get stuck up a tree!” So, I recommend when they’re kittens, try doing that, you can teach them how to get down on a vertical incline. No need for the fireman! 18. Every plant specie I sell, has a story, this is woodwardii’s (woodwardii is a small upright slender gum with a large yellow flower, and powder white branches). Every time I sell a packet of this seed partiqular species; Eucalyptus woodwardii, I am reminded of the Gunnedah bullybitches; I saw this tree growing on a street in Gunnedah (Borthistle Road), they were inside and outside, a property, that was abandoned for quite some time and was up for sale. As this tree tickled my fancy, with its lovely upright drooping habit, and silvery white stem, I phoned the Real estate on the gate, to find out whose property it was, as they probably planted those trees and would know what they were. This by the way, was a time before Facebook, when if you want something identified you just have to put a picture up of it on Facebook, and there are people who love playing the ‘ID this tree game’, I will name it in a flash. God bless those people. (Although since I have been ban – I can no longer have quick ID access L). But, so, I called the Real Estate, and OMG, what a bunch of stupid bitches - it was truly like talking to bitchy zombie bimbo heads who kind of refused to tell me the owner, but they didn’t say that they wouldn’t tell me the owner, or why, they just came up with bimbo nonsense gobblygook. Those condescending girls should be shot they are not worthy of planet earth, and are anti-trees, and anti helpful. Anyway, I did collect the seeds (from the ones on the street, ofcourse, and NOT the ones on private property – actually the gate was locked, there was no entrance to the property). I grew a tree from the seeds, at Rangari garden. Some years later determined by Facebook that it was Eucalyptus woodwardii. I have since been banned from Facebook due to stupid Nazi bimbos just like those Real Estate girls - they all should be shot. RIGHT BACK AT YOU. I want to further add, collecting seed from the street, a public street, is perfectly legal. This applies to all nature strips and verges, of course if someone has planted a garden, (which they are encouraging people do to now), and they obviously tend it, with vegetables and fruit trees, obviously it is “good form” to ask for something if you want it, bearing in mind if they are growing food – it is most likely for themselves, and they do not want to give it away. It is illegal to collect seed from Nature Reserves, and Parks and Wildlife areas, unless you have a permit,- that you pay for, they charge a lot, btw. In my experience if you knock on the door of a lovely garden, and ask the owner about a specific tree, you will allways get a person quite happy to talk about their garden and would not mind if you collect a cutting or some seeds – and will be appreciative that you asked in the first place, and not just took. Plus, if you stop and chat, you can often get the plant name, age and history, always good things to know. If a gardener did not want these kinds of attentions (from mops!), they would have a privacy fence up, so no one could see what is growing in their garden! 19. Major Socket Shortage in Australian Homes In my kitchen, just on one side of the kitchen, I have 19 items that need to be plugged in to a wall socket - electrical socket {and that’s just on one side of the kitchen}, on the other side I’ve got five items, plus the oven. So, I’ll say 24 sockets is what I need in my kitchen for 1 person (yes only 1 person requires 24 wall sockets). This kitchen has a total of 4 wall sockets, so I’m 20 sockets short. This is a unit built in the 50s, but being a renter, I’ve never had any home or unit, that has had more sockets – most Australian housing is totally outdated by 70 years, and built by non-thinkers. {Apparently, they still, are being bult by non-thinkers, as I have been advised that one home owner, had to stop construction mid-way through, as she noted there were not enough wall sockets in the whole new house build, and instructed them to put more in, which they did, quite happily so, btw, that person, then, owned a business, called “Thinkers” ! - a children’s book and toy company, if only she could have started it in the 20’s!} 20. Blinded By Money Syndrome and money thinkers = greedy thinkers I found in Gunnedah when I lived there, there was a tip shop, and I loved it, I could get any second-hand furniture basically that I wanted $5, it was brilliant. I purchased things like a timber front door ($5), a timber fly screen front door ($5), left over half full 5L tin of white paint ($2), white kitchen tiles ($5 a box), large timber office desk ($10)…. I mean, who wouldn’t want to purchase a really good large timber desk for $10, instead of spending $600 for the equivalent brand-new. If you’re saving for a house, or a second investment house even, it just makes sense to buy second-hand. Although I do realize, especially in retrospect, the workers who staff all the Tip Shops in NSW, and Gunnedah tip, used to pretend they were “the mob”; what do you want we can get for you! A game to amuse themselves at work! LOL And, I believe the reason I could basically get whatever I wanted at the Gunnedah Tip shop was because most people in Gunnedah were snobs and refused to buy not only second-hand furniture, but items from a tip shop – THEIR LOSS, more for me! I love 2nd hand shops. When I moved to QLD, unfortunatly I found this attitude by the rest of the community was no longer, no snobs in QLD, and finding 2nd hand goods is difficult. And I’m going to throw in this story; as a renter I have never had a house or a unit that has had a Rangehood. This is so ridiculous, because when you cook, oily dirty fumes escape from the pan and go directly onto the ceiling and walls, making it yucky in the long run. To me, a kitchen without a Rangehood is like a kitchen with part of the floor missing, it’s just an essential. So, in this farmhouse where I lived for 10 years, I decided I would make my own Rangehood after about 4yrs, because there was already a round hole in the ceiling above the oven. I got some plywood, $20, bought a fan for $15, a sliding filter for $15, it was pretty easy to do and, in the end, it worked a treat. The thing is, about the Rangehood is that it didn’t look like a Rangehood that you purchased from the shops, it looks like a DIY Rangehood, and even though I’m pretty good at DIY – neat and clean, any person can tell the difference between the Chinese manufactured goods that they have in the shops, and something bespoke and handmade – it was definatly a nice wooden range hood. So, when the new buyer came through, I told them about my home-made Rangehood, and they insisted they didn’t want it. It was like the underlying message “We’re rich, we’ll just buy one” - it’s like their money blinded them to the fact that this Rangehood was already there, it worked perfectly, and it wasn’t like it was a total eyesore. I think most people from NSW are suffering from “blinded by money syndrome”, when it comes to buying second-hand goods. I realized at that time, that for my whole life, I never really thought about money, like it does not consume my thoughts as it must do for other people. Things that I need pop up, so then I go about thinking how I can obtain it, and usually eventually can by my 2nd hand shopping, but that’s pretty it, my total thoughts involving money. It has always been this way my whole life – I hardly think about money. Now that I have moved to North Queensland, and there are NO 2nd hand shops here, plus there are limited services and business, with a HUGE demand for pretty much everything, it is quite a pickle for me, as at this stage in my life it is way too late to be only now just starting to think about money, good thing we have a welfare system in this country, albeit run by greedy money thinking dogs. You know, I blame the libs for the bad state of QLD housing. Not that I follow politics too much, but they really need to be stepping things up for everyone, not just the rich greedy money thinkers – it goes hand in hand; money thinkers = greedy thinkers. 21. Pot Belly Theory I want to quickly write about something; I was a really skinny child. Slim, but with a pot belly, it’s a little unusual, most little girls have a flat stomachs, and it’s not until they start eating a lot, or have kids, that they get a big womanly belly. I have two theories as to why I have a big pot belly. Btw, you couldn’t really notice as I was growing up that I had a big pot belly because I was so slim. I mean, if I took my top off and showed everyone, then one could see that it was a potbelly, but since I didn’t ever do that, I didn’t have any weird comments about my stomach. It wasn’t until I started putting on weight in my 40’s, when suddenly I just had no control over my belly, no amount of breathing in, standing up straight, or tucking your butt under would hide my tummy. It just really sticks out, and I do admittedly look like I’m seven months pregnant, all the time. At one point I had a scan done to check for any abnormalities, as it’s so large – but, no, none, just ALL FAT! I have been advised that belly fat is really bad for you by a certain doctor, but I have done a bit of research, and this is complete BS, and it’s a personal opinion of doctor, most men in fact, like women who do not have belly fat, same as how they would prefer a pretty woman to an ugly one, so it is not unhealthy to have belly fat, nothing bad is going to happen to anyone who has fat on their belly. Having said that, obviously everyone knows it’s better health wise not to be obese or fat in general. Ok, so my first theory is; my grandfather died of stomach cancer and so therefore there could be just some flaw in my genetics, in the stomach area, a weakness, possibly caused from wars in the past, which I know, injuries can change people’s DNA, so the next generation carry the scars from the previous. Interesting isn’t it. {That bit is scientifically proven actually, the bit about war injuries changing DNA and passing it down to next generations}. So, one should always try not to harm their body. My second theory is child restraining seats, in fact, I have many, very young childhood, bad memories about, being placed in those baby seats, and then having had the belt done up across my belly, it was always very tight, and touching my stomach, I even recall my stomach been pinched regularly as the clip was done up. And so, my stomach, being young, and adaptable, has thought, well, I’m going to need some protection here, so let’s put a whole heap of extra fat right there where the seatbelt goes! And actually, I would think this later theory, would probably be the more accurate of the two. I noticed when I did some nanny work, that the kind of woman who has all girls, has a certain personality type, and the kind of woman who has all boys, also has a distinct personality type. It was really really obvious to me. The woman who had all girls are kind of girly type personalities, whilst the women who had all boys, you would not describe them as girly, possibly Tomboy girly – possibly not girly at all. And there seemed to be no exception to that rule. It was always the same where ever I went, and I saw quite a few different families. Also, I have known 2 families, at least, probably more, but 2 that come to mind, that consisted of all girls only – no sons born, 4 female siblings in 1 family, and 3 female siblings in another. And I have to say those families are just horrid, there’s no other way to describe them. A bunch of bitches. It’s like there’s no balance at all. Not only are they horrid to one another but they inflict their bitchiness on other girls, just revolting people. Image above is my Fabric Design “Mia's Twisted Stripes 66771d ”, only available upon request. Btw, As I have been designing my fabrics, on quite a lot of them I have picked out the same base background colour; I got its code from the colour picker (which consists of six characters), I use RGB mode. In the colour settings, it states they are set to North America General Purpose, now I'm not really sure what that means, but it seems within that setting the colours are preset to a specific RGB format or a specific CMYK format that have slightly differneet tones or shades within the colour. I did notice several years later when I was editing one of my designs, as I went to get the same colour background, when I typed in my 6 digit code, it showed a different colour than my same old same old one that I choose…so I was not too impressed about that, at all - that means that they have been playing around with their colours and changing their codes. Either that or the computer was hacked? But, I also noticed; take the above design shade of green, which has Code 66771D in the swatch palette picker box. But if I click on the colour library within the swatch palette, it tells me that this colour is actually called Pantone 7496C, in the RGB Pantone solid coated Library. So I'm thinking the six digit code may change depending on computer settings, but the Pantone code will not change. {?} I personally find it a little strange that they even have the first code - why not just use the Pantone codes all the time, so there's no confusion..... 22. You know what they Say, Good Fences Make for Good Neighbours I find it strange how some housing developers (especially diy people) give thought to the house. But often the plot itself is not thought about, nor Boundary lines. And how the garden is going to interact with the house. And how the driveway is going to interact - how functional the carport/ garage is going to be. It’s a total area that is lacking in my opinion. Of course, this opinion has come about due to practically every house I have lived in, not having a sufficient Boundary, and most having last minute way-too-small garage add ons. For example, the current house I live in now (2021) is a bush block, and I have neighbours who just waltz through and around my garden, and not just kids. They litter. There really does need to be a fence, and preferably it needs to be 8 foot to block all temptations, so when neighbours go for their daily walk around the park, they simply cannot walk around my house. I’m getting a little sick and tired of picking up other people‘s rubbish around my garden. The tend to wander at night, and in the bird twit hours. I have found, no matter what neighbourhood I live in, no matter what socio-economic factors either, this Boundary is a necessity. I say bring back gorgeous stone walls again, or stone gabions, tall hay bale walls, timber battens…… cheap stick fences, shade cloth walls…….so many possibilities for every budget. 23. How did you spend your childhood I saw this ad, and it reminded me of my childhood running around the paddocks half naked in the summer heat having fun exploring the wilderness. (The other half was spent in the pool) I have to mention this, as actually I’ve noticed this going on for several years now whenever I go anywhere; I seem to have a plethora of kids placed around me in various locations where I go. To any bystanders, all would appear normal and not ‘placed’, but as I know I have people who follow me around, (female dogs) plus it is usually school time, and kids are meant to be in school, yet there are literally dozens sometimes out and about. I know that somebody is going and getting these kids and putting them where I have to go, often on the road / footpath as I drive to the shop. They’ve been doing it for many years, I remember when I was in Sydney, they used to send kids into my shop (on their own), and the kids would all have brand-new clothes on, and look very smart and dashing. I’m talking maybe six-year-olds, 7, 8. I have no idea why they do this, these kids never speak to me, and they are usually at some distance from me. I can only speculate why they would go and get kids; first of all, the person dealing with those kids would be slightly paedophilic and definatly stupid; and want to make themselves feel important by controlling and herding kids around. That would be the number one reason in fact, and there is no more speculation needed. Since they still continue to do this, even at my new address in Sarina, I guess a special message is needed for all involved; Ah, could all (probably spoilt) little shits, go jump in the lake. 24. Is the Australian Government ripping you off? The Australian Government did not pay my Aus study when I was entitled (Liberals in office, but it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that – STUPID CUNTS – have they ANY idea, how that has affected MY WHOLE LIFE? – all the thefts- its related.). They missed 4 weeks of payments when I was entitled on my Niece Scheme Program. (Liberals in office, but it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that– STUPID CUNTS) They gave dad part pension when he was entitled to full pension. (Liberals in office, but it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that – STUPID CUNTS) They started reducing my rent assistance for a few dollars each fortnight hoping I would not notice. (Liberals in office, but it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that – STUPID CUNTS) They made me sign a form stating if I got sick under their total scam slave labour ‘work for the dole’ program that I would not sue them, - I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs. (Liberals in office) (Government picking off its Pensioners? – see my Big Jelly Baby Scam story for more about that) But again, it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that – STUPID CUNTS) Some governments create armies to defend its country, in Australian, government or stupid women from Centrelink create dog armies to fight against its own people – cockaninnies STUPID CUNTS. Guess I should vote labour now. (I am not really a political person, I don’t even watch the news due to all the fuphies, although I as a Greeny, I have noted over many years, the Libs seem to run the country into the ground whenever they are in; by brainwashing Australians into believing that they are rich. So, then labour has to come along and ‘save’ the country before it all goes to complete shit- then the cycle repeats.) Actually, I can’t believe the amount of fake news on television news, I would say 80% is fake. It is disgraceful, and I believe it is related to me too; all the stealing, harassment, stalking that goes on in my life – they tell me, “Well we are at war”, so that’s why we do it, and then they put a fake war story on the ABC news. So, I am not sure who exactly I am meant to be at war with, either, the ABC news crew, or just the female news reader, or the Australian government, or odd politicians, or old girls from school, or even possibly my neighbours? – oh wait it’s probably women at Centrelink – STUPID CUNTS). How should I know who? Quite frankly I do not consider myself at war with any one, but I am always going to think the women who work at Centrelink are STUPID CUNTS, this is never going to change now.) Plus ofcourse the women who steal from me, more STUPID CUNTS. Actually in general now, I don’t like people enough to want to have any type of relationship with them at all, good or bad. It seems to me; for someone related to the news, to be so obsessed with me, a mere young girl from the country, they must be absolutely nuts, and should seek mental health help immediately, and should have done so a long time ago. Plus GET A LIFE, your own life. Btw, it is only with old age can you start to see the bullshit, and often I have no proof, I can just see; “bullshit” alert. 25. Self-declared important people I have noticed this is a thing today, and all my life I have noted it. It started 100’s of years ago, re the slave trade by the Dutch. With a famous historian, Christopher Clark, noting; “The sense of a God-given superiority over other humans is breathtaking.” It wasn’t for another 200 years when human rights laws were introduced to protect and save, slaves. But it wasn’t for another 200 years again, only a few years ago from now, where this atrocious behaviour was acknowledged by the crown. It’s like they knew, but wanted to keep it secret, so they could keep treating people badly for as long as they could get away with it. Sh! This resonates with me, because I feel, I often come across people who indeed feel they are superior to me, and act accordingly, it’s a real problem that still exists. And, indeed, they have tried to enslave me, they being Centrelink (STUPID CUNTS), through forced ‘work for the dole’ (that is work without pay) exactly the same thing. But it’s not just Centrelink staff who have this attitude, a lot of people do still, I am particularly reminded of certain girls from the private school I attended I know a lot of them have the superiority complex. I feel that is why CC shoplifted, as she felt she was superior and thus was allowed to do as she pleases. Sh! But actually, most people I encounter will act superior when they determine I do not have money, it is beyond absurd now, how much this happens. I have said it before, but I will say it again, as I know how hard a concept this is, for a 3rd born to grasp; you have to be respectful to everyone, not just people who have more money than you – YOU IDIOTS. But, in my experience, if you let people walk all over you, they will, regardless of laws and human rights, = the whole ‘give someone enough rope…..’ theory. And this includes the 3 spheres who have the power and authority to take action; the police, the Government, and the so-called mental health sector. Those people truly do not have any respect for certain sectors of society. And a lot of that is brought about by conditioning, and not experience. If you read my blog, I have already given heaps of examples, like the police, radio personalities, landlords, politicians, psychiatrists, family, friends, shop retail girls… so many. {I myself, am definatly better than thieving Heath Barwick} self-declared so. But here is another little one, that I think would be common. One time I was working for an alteration lady in a hoity toity suburb, and I was elected to deliver an urgent repair to a wealthy customer in a nearby fancy hotel, so I was walking through the lobby with my cargo - what looked like dry cleaning I guess, and I was pretty much ignored. I had to step into the hair salon to ask for the whereabouts of the concierge. And the hair woman totally dissed me like an unimportant person who does not need to be taken seriously or listened to at all. Perhaps I should have worn a fur coat down there! 26. Statue of Liberty story With really not much knowledge of history or politics. (Just wasn’t into it when I was at school, switched off completely). But 30 years later I was happily watching a documentary, and learnt about how Britain and the whole of England basically tried to take over the whole world and had colonial states in practically every country including America. And in 1889, the enlightened political system of America had finally sprung to life, by standing up to the British Bullies, by declaring, all men are created equal and they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights, including life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. To which the whole world heard and rejoiced, with the French gifting the Americans the Statue of Liberty, as a special thank you for such an enlightened political theory. 😁 And shame on those brits! I feel my attitude when I was at school, is pretty much the whole of Australia’s attitude, still, towards history and politics. It’s unfortunate that most Australians haven’t embraced the American declaration of Independence, including the government and Centrelink, who still try to install slave labour through work for the dole, in this country. Not to mention stalk and harass recipients, aswell as the whole community generally tries to dominate, boss, and be as tyrannical as they can, in every situation. It’s like they just haven’t heard about the declaration of Independence. Australian bogans. Animal Farm. Plus, to further back up the now typical tyrannical Australian, this country was first inhabited, shortly after captain cook landed, by prisoners (thieves and hoodlums) as well as the people who looked after the prisoners - who had a reputation of being the absolute very worst ‘tyrannical’ prison guards in the world. So, basically this country is founded on tyranny and thieves. And, I can attest, this is still true generations later, even after all the other immigrants we have taken on board in this country. {{ Just as a quick side bar, back in the early in the 90s when I was working in Sydney, in the inner Western suburbs, there were a lot of businesses open that didn't really do much trade, and they were run by immigrants, who obviously didn't have any skills, education or sometimes even English when they came here, but they had to do something, so there's quite a few shops that open but just not really doing much trade, like the little bakery next door to my shop, an Italian mum and pop shop that sold stale bread, the fabric shop that didn't seem to sell any fabrics. Of course there was the coffee shop on the corner - but that did a roaring trade! Apparently there are heaps of ‘speciality’ shops in Melbourne too.}} You know, it’s like you have to know these sorts of things from an early age, so you can enlighten all the stupid dogs that hound you, so they can see, they should not be hounding you. So, make sure your child has an understanding of the Statue of Liberty story, even if you’re not American, it is an important worldwide story of interest. A must know. The above image background is a textile print from my “Clouds” collection, - I am still waiting for an Australian Printing company to open, so I can print through them, aswell as make available for the public. I was ban from the American one, (! – not familiar with the Declaration of Independence) and I used to sell heaps, so not only do I lose, but they lose too (idiots). There is a Chinese one, but they make too many mistakes. 27. Excrucian; intolerable, unbearable, agonizingly annoying Before I begin; this is a screenshot of my seed business. I love selling seeds. It is a little bonus of all the hard work that I put in, planting trees and shrubs. If you’ve been reading my blog, you know I have been ban from many social media places, but this one is relatively new, and so far, I haven’t been ban, and I’ve made quite a bit of pocket money. Enough to pay for hire truck relocation 500km north. ~ Sometimes I receive mail, and if it’s a parcel that doesn’t fit in the locker, the post woman, will deliver it directly to my unit, which is wonderful, and if I have any seed orders to go, she’ll take them for me, which is also wonderful. But that lovely woman has since disappeared, and there is a new young boy now who refuses to post letters, but I have noticed they are sending me look a likes of that boy on telly, weirdos, everything, all weird bizarre behaviour could be Australia Post related. This is a little story about today’s incident. Excrucian; intolerable, unbearable, agonizingly annoying So, I just went into Sarina to post some seed orders off. I thought I’d stop off and look at some marigolds that were growing on a footpath, to get some seeds; so, there’s a guy down there, who, and I’m not sure if he was altogether right in the head, but he said that it was his garden, and I could get some seeds if I wanted, but there were none left off the good big ones. And then I saw this girl who was parked infront of me leave and then someone beep beep beep on the highway. So, this happens frequently, some strange girl (most likely a thief) and then a beeper. If you witnessed this on the street, you would think nothing, no big deal, but if your me, and witness it practically everywhere I go, IT IS excrucian, to be followed like that, and beeped at for some unknown reason. I think maybe they organised it, as they knew I was coming, so that all of the flowers were dead-headed - so that I couldn’t get any?? What kind of messed up person does that? Maybe it’s a fun game for the girl to sabotage everything I do?? Oh yeah, thast’s right, IT IS. Sometimes I forget many people are not normal, and were raised by the ‘bad and stupid’. Maybe that’s what sick people do in their free time? I either have some girl that follows me around, (dogs) or truck drivers in a toll trucks who follow me, if it’s not one, it’s the other. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU, all of you, rack off, and get YOUR OWN life. (btw those marigolds are about to flower in my planter now, so thankyou for those 2 down opposite the Dr’s, for those seeds, I hope the hot pink Celosia I gave them is growing.) Maybe they think it is a form of flattery to be followed all the time, like they think of themselves as mere fans of me, expressing their admiration? SICKOES Maybe there is food involved, free food for dogs? Like if you feed stray cats, they hang around, could be the same thing, but the motive is, if you mess up this girls plan, you get free food! Who is the moron GIVING dogs free food HA HA Sometimes I feel, they do it because they want me to put on a show for them, like a trained monkey. They want me to put on a show of “anger and fury”. So, you can see how that is a no-win situation for me, no matter what I do in that “set up situation”, as I am not a performing monkey, and I refuse to perform for someone who manipulates me like this; they are revolting, evil, and they should be shot. I suspect that those girls doing that, are, just that, monkees. Get off my back you stupid little monkey girls. Oh, and they have the arrogance to sign (by beeping) YOU LOOSE, if I did not perform their desired display of ‘rage and frustration’. When in actual fact I WON. {I must have!! Lol} They have been doing it for years, and still no tantrums! – they are pretty slow learners. Why can’t I go down the street without being HARRASSED LIKE THAT? I mention before on my blog when I write about something on my blog, it stops. But after writing this, they still do it; last trip in - a big semi trailer with xoxo number plates. It does appear to be a AM thing, they do it often in the morning, so then if I go out again in the arvo, no problems. Update 2025 – new address, and I have not seen a toll truck in over 12mnths now!!!! Yaaah! Also, I no longer sell on Local Seeds – guess what, I was ban! What a shock. I am back selling on ebay with a new name “AustralianBackyardPlantsAndSeeds ” And, I love selling seeds and growing native flowers. Not Excrucian! well, maybe weeding – a little…. 28. Neighbour shaming, to wake them up to the beauty of nature (see photos here) Neighbour Shaming, to Wake them up to the Beauty of Nature Just look what the bonehead across the road has done - that big beautiful magnificent tree on the corner - chopped chopped chopped. (Cnr Henry and Little Barber St, Gunnedah. NSW, Australia). (After I wrote this some imbecile copycat has chopped down the 8 trees I planted here at new address – so heedless). I just can’t believe what people are like sometimes. I mean that tree had just hit its prime, in it’s huge big majestic state, a little nonthinking twit has just come along and cut it down. It was a Jacaranda, and Jacarandas pretty much look awful (in my opinion) until they hit their maturity, and when they finally do, it takes like (50 to 70 years or something) they come into their element, and shine, this one had at least another 100years+ of life left still. I just can’t believe this guy has chopped that tree down. IDIOT. Even if it’s not a native, he (or she) hasn’t even replaced it with anything. Disgraceful disgraceful disgraceful; you’re not worthy of living on planet Earth. I’ve also included a photo of that beautiful ironbark (E. sideroxylon) that grows at the entrance of a farmers house on my way out to my place at Rangari, and they have had the good sense not to chop it down, and that tree would be extremely old now, centuries old, no knowing how many. The trunk on that stately black ironbark is fattening up beautifully! They’ve also left the parasite which is growing on it, called Mistletoe, and it has given it a lovely weepy appearance, with the attached parasite looking like a part of the tree. Fantastic! Some people know how to live, some people don’t. Here is a good spot to mention; since I have moved from Gunnedah and have been living in Queensland, I’ve noticed that in some new developed areas, they haven’t bothered clearing the land before they built their home. They’ve just built the house around the existing scrub that came with the block, even though the areas are quite residential now. And those gardens are absolutely beautiful, they really shine and stand out above any neighbouring ones that have had their blocks cleared. They look a million dollars. They have trees that have been growing there for many years, and they give the whole garden a beautiful old established feel, and sometimes the owner has added a good fence and some of their own favourite plants as well, which makes it look tidy and habited too. So, THINK before bulldozing and clearing the whole block; why don’t you keep as much as you can, aside from the area/ path access needed for building a house. At first you might think, oh that’s just scrubby wasteland, but once you start noticing things, you’ll realise that, that so-called scrubby wasteland, is valuable Australian flora and fauna. Idiots who cut trees down are blind to beauty. MPB driveways showing garden of uncleared land 29. Mulberry Syrup Story (photo here) (Facebook upload, before I was ban) Because I have a lot to say, and mostly none of it good, I wanted to put here something that is good, really good, a recipe: Mulberry Syrup for those lucky enough to have a Mulberry tree 3 bowls (8 cups) washed fresh and ripe mulberries 3 tbs (not dessert spoons) demerara sugar Optional for extra earthy taste; ¾ cup frozen cherries (possibly fresh ones may work, not sure) Pick only good ripe mulberries (spread sheet of shade cloth to catch), my tree produced extra large juicy mulberries which was a plus, some trees only have small sized mulberries. Place mulberries, stem and all in saucepan, add water to cover (4 cups) and simmer for an hour on low, then tip into food processor and with the soft blade (I think that blade is for dough?), puree briefly, and strain through fine strainer back into saucepan. The strainer ought to be fine enough to catch the fine seed too – not all strainers are this fine, you have to look for one, (ask the people who make them!) Add the sugar, and gently reduce to a syrup, 1-2 hrs. Possibly you could put on high, constantly stir and it may take 20minutes, whatever, the more reduced, the more flavour concentrate. Note if you add the cherries too, it is even tastier for some reason. (I had some left-over frozen cherries which are awful to eat on their own, but added to this, yum!) Serve with mulberry ice-cream or vanilla or chocolate! Yum this is amazing! This delicious food product was one of the big contributors to getting me CastOut out of my home of 10yrs at Rangari – it all comes down to pure food jealousy. – this syrup is really that good. My Mulberry tree produced huge big fat juicy long Mulberries, I grew it from a cutting of a Mulberry Tree that was growing on a farm I rented near Gunnedah, called “Rowan Leigh” at the end of Dietrich Rd, (I think it was 260, but Google Maps is saying that is Antonio’s old place? The house I lived in burnt to the ground, and there is a new build there now.) And from Google Maps, it looks like the tree is gone. It was a huge tree in the paddock behind the house (some people, just don’t know how to live) – the best Mulberries you have ever tasted, much nicer than the typical Mulberry. Luckily, I took a cutting to my new address on Bridges Road at Rangari, just out of Gunnedah, NSW, Australia. It was doing very well when I left. I recommend going there and asking the occupant for some cuttings, they’re easy to strike from cuttings. (Get one for me while you’re at it!! - I wouldn’t be surprised if all the ebay thieving dogs have turned up there anyway, and stolen all my seeds from the 100’s of plants I planted DOGS). So, after that farm sold, and I was Cast Out from Rangari, I took a rooted cutting with me, it survived 5 moves up to QLD (over the next 16mnths), but then it died in the drought at Gin Gin, and most terrible soil ever. QLD – a place where it never bloody rains either. Gin Gin; even drier than Gunnedah. I took a cutting from an existing straggly one that was somehow growing at Gin Gin, but, small berries and not nearly as tasty. (Don’t get me started on backwards hillbilllies in QLD who do not even have a mulberry tree in their backyard!). You know, it’s about food! So, I tried this with frozen blueberries, and nowhere near that devine yum flavour that fresh ripe fruit has. Not worth doing unless you have the fresh ripe fruits. I did plant out the ‘not as good mulberry’ out at my new spot - it was getting too big for a pot, but one of my neighbours dug it up and nicked it! Good thing I saw it outside her unit and demand she put it back (well, actually, I put it back, she is one of those types. She said, she thought it had grown from seed, wildly. Mm mmm.) That was the neighbour that moved in here same time I did. Mm mmm. Then after I planted it out, the neighbour on the other side, number 108, the mother, yelled out “thank you”. Like she thought I must’ve planted it out for her! Well, I certainly did not plant it out for her, and what a thief, stealing from neighbours fruity tree. I planted it out for myself and the residents at 110, (if I am still here by the time it fruits). The fact that she thought I planted it out for her, is another example of how vain and selfish most women are. Also, I sent an email to my cousin Stephanie describing this new place here, and I mentioned the fact that there are no kids in this complex, which is fantastic, and after I did this, that mother twit across the road sent her noisy kids down here to play in the car park. Yet another example how most women just like being facetious and stupid – it’s a game for them. The bimbo game, “lets show exactly just how bimbo we can be”. I bet they learnt that game from their inadequate parents. I suggest instead of investing in wondering what I am doing, invest in time raising your children, they are clearly in want of something. I counted all the fruit trees I have planted at all the rentals I have lived, it would be at least 50 now. And that’s because, every place I go to, there’s none - really and truly, what is wrong with people, Australians don’t know how to eat well or live well. Although having to constantly move suddenly in my late 40’s, (I guess to ugly, old, and wise to be tolerated by greedy landlords), I have had my heart broken by fruit trees, so many fruit trees….. Here is another recipe using berries, if you drink this every so often, you will not get cancer (so obviously this recipe is not for any of the people who steal from me, and there has been numerous) Yummy cancer prevention juice 1 fresh kale leaf, de stemmed (or frozen prechopped is still good) 1/2c frozen blueberries or mulberries 1/2 tsp flax seed ¼ tsp dried ground seaweed ¼ tsp honey, honey has extreme healing properties 1 apple, best chilled, then quartered 3 cold navel oranges, peeled and halved Optional 1 small carrot – I found this juice so sweet, that it can easily handle a carrot and is still sweet as. Carrots for the eyes. Place the berries, flax seed, seaweed, kale and honey in small Nutribullet cup, (one of my small cups was stolen after I wrote this, see the dogs – constantly watching my every move) - and whiz up. Remove the blade and place that Nutribullet cup under the juicer, and juice apple, carrot and peeled oranges. Put the Nutribullet blade back on, and give it another whiz up. Yum. Eat with a Choc double dipped Carman Breakfast nut bar! Can’t go wrong! 30. Siren Dogs - Ambulance Kids Joyriders There are some flaming idiots driving an ambulance or a police car - who are playing the sirens - They’ve been doing it for the past two weeks at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin - they clearly need to be told to bugger off, we are sick of hearing you taking your kids for a joyride and playing sirens- you are disturbing us and the animals. You are ruining our “quiet enjoyment”. It is not our fault that you had a failing bimbo mother, so stop taking out your dysfunction on the community around you. Outlaw ambulance drivers. Btw, this “taking your kids for a joyride in your ambulance” would also frequently happen at Gunnedah too. And it just happend here at Sarina, about 1hr ago, before I updated this story, also accompanied by tooting – they tooted their ambulance horn madly as they drove past my units! They are stealing. And, btw, this whole story was stolen, not only from my PC, but all my online storage accounts – all of them this time. I could not find the same photo, a no copyright one, it was a kind of blurry one of an ambulance, policemen and a few kids. Now, whether it was stolen; as the police and ambos do not wish for the public to know that, that’s is how they spend their free time – which is a lot of the time, or whether the powers that be have done something about the joyriding, and so deleted my story as if to say “NOPE NEVER HAPPENED”. Neither would surprise me. Or, it could be a case of ‘changed minds’ re free image, infact, I would say that’s it, those image people are stupidly nazi. Stupid computer nerds, stupid photographers claiming to be “artists” please, every man and his dog wants to be a photographer. Point and shoot – its not hard. And, that reminds me the train in Gunnedah, used to come through and toot its horn willy nilly – I think they must do the same, either take their kids along for tooting fun, or they themselves are infact children who still get kicks tooting their hoon at people and generally being a nuisance “look at me, look at me, I am a train driver!!” We don’t care! By the way, here’s a good spot as ever, to mention; often in movies if someone’s in the need of medical attention, then call an ambulance. And so, because people are ‘brain washed’ by telly, I need to mention, there are numerous situations, where the ‘caller’ could simply drive the sick person to the hospital; much quicker to do that, even if an ambulance comes as fast as it can. Probably cheaper too. Not sure of the going rate of an ambulance trip? (Sometimes the ones on telly are even in the car, but they stop to call an ambulance, then wait – no sense at all)! Oh I should add, one time after the ambulance was sirening all up and down outside my house, it coincided when I had to then leave to go to the post office, and so I saw the ambulance on my way, and guess what, it wasn't a real ambulance, it was like an ambulance from the 80s, like an old ambulance car that they don't use any more as they have updated their squad, and obviously would've been sold to a member of the public - so I mean that's just as bad: some lunatic pretending to be an ambulance driver with sirens blazing - rack off you lunatic. Oh, and I did notice eventually the sirens correlated with every time I cooked a high fat roast for myself. Stupid SIGN PEOPLE. Besides, I render all the fat out in a slow cooker. The image above is from Queensland Ambulance Life Stories P5 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5(this) , LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

I mentioned just above that I was shy, just another little quick story, when I was doing my fashion course at Hornsby, at the end of the year we put on a big fashion parade, we all had to model our own designs. And one of the girls, I didn’t really know her too well, but she was quite nice, and I do recall her name, Chiquita, quite unusual compared to where I was from, where most girls names were Kate, Sarah or Emma… Anyway, before we went on stage, she bought me a drink, and said I probab Life Stories P9 - The House Page Rangari House Garden, Another Grand Designs, Tulcumbah house and Mandy story 1. Can't sit still 2017 at Rangari House Garden I am the type of person that always has to be doing something I find it quite difficult to just to sit and do nothing, even when I watch telly, I like to be knitting. In my 30’s I used to smoke ‘roll your owns’, and I really enjoyed simply just being able to sit on the Veranda and do nothing but smoke, something I was unable to do before I started smoking. I loved it actually. I wasn’t a total heavy smoker, but after about 7 years of smoking, I felt a slight change in my body, and I thought I should quit. So, I did -it was extremely difficult, one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, and no wonder so many people still smoke, because it’s so hard. Part of the process of getting rid of the addiction was cravings, and thus I developed a slight overeating vice. (BTW, learning to quit smoking was a valuable lesson in mind control, if you’re a non-thinking dog, I imagine quitting smoking will help you be aware of your own thoughts – that’s if you weren’t a swimmer in your youth and was able to well hear your own inner thoughts as you stared at the black line for hrs and hrs!) Anyway, it was a good thing I was relatively slim, but not having that overeating vice before, to suddenly having a new vice is not fun at all. (In later retrospect, that overeating also due to virus I got in 2008, trying to combat feelings of ‘giddiness’, thinking I needed to eat something, but actually that feeling was my immune fighting the virus, and not hunger (no amount of food combats that ‘giddy’ feeling, as I discovered. – its ongoing, once you get it, you’ve got it for life, no wonder it’s so hard for some people to keep the weight off too.) I have noticed, I have dogs in my dreams, unfortunately! But some are ok, but a lot of them are just plain evil, not to mention completely stupid. And, especially this year, they have started giving me cigarettes, in my dreams! It’s true! I’m assuming, it’s to give me something to do, as I know in my dreams as well, I find it extremely difficult to sit and do nothing, my mother by the way, was just the same, always have to be doing something. (Some husbands combat this female problem with sex, all night. Rape) I believe because of those dogs giving me cigarettes, I get really hungry in waking hrs now, and have put on a lot of weight. Rack off stupid dogs, I don’t smoke you idiots, haven’t done so for many years, stop giving me goddamn cigarettes. (I believe they send me dogs so I don’t have creepy men trying to rape me, or seduce? - unfortunatly a real night time thing, -if you can’t get within 10 feet of a woman when she’s awake, same thing at night when she’s asleep. I have noticed quite a few times over the years, I go somewhere, I might get followed home, I see the car parked out front of the house, stays there till it leaves the next morning, sometimes they yell out, but have got out of their car and are hiding. Did I invite you to follow me home? Did I invite you to park outside the front of my house all night? Did I invite you into my life at all? NO, I DID NOT YOU LITTLE PERVERT. They also do abusive power tripping things like wake me as soon as I drift into dreamworld, - all night, and for many nights, sleep torture. They also spent all night talking ‘put downs’ to me, another form of abuse. Totally passive aggressive negative nancy – they think they would never get caught and held accountable for this bullying, as I am asleep, literally, not figuratively. One time, I remember waking up, and the bed linen was exactly the way it was when I got into bed the night before, it was like I had not moved all night, and I wondered to myself, well, I must have had a really good sound night’s sleep, but then the next night, and several after that, when I awoke, same thing, but I also had a really sore chest, it was literally like someone heard my thought of good nights sleep just laying still, and so thought, well if I sit on her chest, she won’t be able to move, and will thus have another good nights sleep. Little boy thinking (better than the above-mentioned husbands solution). Actually, I know who that person was, and I will not be revealing them. Ever. Once I was being harassed by drug dealers in my dream who were trying to get me to sell their drugs (in dream world!) – the next day I noticed I had developed a mouth ulcer – stress related from my dream! – who are these idiots?? – I suspect they are from the TV industry? – I do not partake in any drug related activity, aside from morning coffee) Also I can’t believe the product placement for cigarette smoking amongst young people on Netflix, it is despicable – truly evil behaviour. Oh, and someone also sends me snakes, so I dream about snakes, or should I say nightmare about snakes – could that person specifically, fuck off. You, know, I have an EXCELLENT MEMORY, just to let you know what you have got instore for you, in the future. Once I saw them try to get me to work at Bunnings in my dream at checkout!! – bunnings steal from me, do you want the customers to run away? Have you NOT read any of my other stuff? Bunnings Bimbos! Since I moved from Rangari, most of that has stopped. But not quite, problems at each address since, some of my neighbours like to play copycat. Also, this issue is not understood AT ALL by most of society, and think it falls under the realm of ‘crazy’ – I can assure you there is nothing crazy about what really happens at night when your souls sleep, try to not to get confused with the way your brain processes everything that has happened to you during the day. So, try and deal with it best you can – specifically mental health workers, I am referring to you. WAKE UP you need to evolve. I also have to mention about husbands on their wives at night while she sleeps, there seem to be specific people monitoring things like this, and it seems to have been decided within these people, that this scenario is ok, if they’re husband and wife, but if un unmarried man tries it with another woman– they will be ‘castrated’ in a manner of speak, it is not acceptable for men to take advantage of women in this way – unless they are married. GO FIGURE JUST AN OBSERVATION. 2. Dead Frog, Bird and Rats in my Drinking Water on Rental House The renters drinking water After cleaning, 1 bird, 5 dead rats, and 1 dead frog. Yuk, yes this was my drinking water (I got a photo) The person (not mentioning any names, David Heywoods dad), who put this tank in, didn’t measure it properly, and didn’t dig down for the base pad, deep enough. As a result, the roof of the tank where the inlet mesh-grate was, was higher than the point at where the gutter extends out from the roof. Therefore, to combat this error, this person cut a hole in the side of the (cement) tank and put the gutter in the side hole. And the thing is, with this hole on the side of the tank, there was no grill/ grate or mesh and so any little critter that got into the gutter, could get into the tank, and get trapped. So, I had a monumental problem of dead birds, dead frogs, dead rats, mice, all manner of things. It was totally disgusting, I develop a major infection from showering, on an existing sore - it turned feral and mutated. That’s when I discovered this problem, because I was unaware of it before – and I had been living there for about 1yr already, drinking that water. So, I went about building a kind of makeshift mesh catch from steel wool, for the hole on the side, which seemed to do the trick from then on. Plus, I fully drained the water and purchased a Water Pressure machine ($225.00), got inside the tank and fully blasted it to clean it 3 times, (the bottom had about 15cm worth of dirty silt) that I had to scoop and bucket out with a pully system. It was at least 3.5m deep. Just yuk. These sorts of problems come about from one reason, and one reason only, and that’s non-thinking behaviour. Time and time again I see men/ husbands/ fathers, acting in this non-thinking gung-ho way - wake up and stop drinking so much beer, you dafty patriarchs. 3. Another Awesome “Grand Designs” Piece of Perfection (see above photo) What is especially good about this; highly angled roof, allowing no leaves or possum/rat pee to accumulate. Plus that double strip of windows, centre top, allows for perfect lighting, and ventilation- with a little bit of rotary chain ingenuity. Thick insulative walls. Massive triple height atrium feel. All that’s missing from the picy is a garage! I have to give special mention to my favourite show, well at least one of them, “Grand Designs”; about an architecture host, who shows different grand designed homes, every week. It’s done over years, for the duration and until the house is completed. They show extraordinary homes, not just your typical mass-produced house like what is turned out here in Australia. The homes have been given a lot of thought, usually designed by architects, and most of the couples building have a significant amounts of money, but not always. The show is based in the UK, however there were ‘brother’ shows made in New Zealand and eventually in Australia, although none of them really compare to the UK Grand Designs with the special host Kevin McLeod, in my opinion. I was able to watch the show for many years without the dogs, which was quite amazing, however, the dogs eventually got him. I suspect the recent shows as of late, especially including here in Australia, have been “television show administered”, as in ‘fake homes’, ones that have been financed, as the television world would think them entertaining to showcase, possibly even wanting to try to inspire people to aim higher. Who knows their motives, although I definitely do not appreciate being lied to, but I still watch, as I know people in Australia do seem to need motivation to AIM HIGHER! I note every single couple that builds their home; it always ends up taking twice as long as they thought, and up to twice the cost sometimes, even three times the cost. I think only one man out of the whole 24 year series, (hundreds of shows), only one man came in on budget. { 😁 I think, it’s the presenters duty, to tell people these facts from their experience of the show, as well as mention all the stresses that come from anything that can go wrong will go wrong!} So this page on my blog has many stories in regards to architecture and homes, as it’s such an important part of life, and one, in my circumstances and experience, that is completely lacking. 4. Tulcumbah house and Mandy story The farm I grew up at, “Holwood” at Currabubula, was a large farm Homestead, I just loved I loved it, I loved my bedroom, I loved the big huge veranda’s, I loved the private lifestyle of living on the farm running around the paddocks, horse-riding, swimming, it was just an awesome childhood. I recall when I was in third class at Gunnedah Primary School, at the end of year, we had a party, it was just us few good girls left cleaning up, and all of a sudden I started choking on a lolly, I guess instinct took over (privilege being first born), I immediately turned to Mandy (I must have chosen her because she was big, not big is in fat at all, just a big built girl) and I started whacking her on the back, to try and get her to do the same to me, too loosen the lolly, at first she didn’t know what was going on, and I really started hitting her quite hard as I was getting more adrenaline desperate because I couldn’t breathe, it was a good thing my other friend Anne was there, who was standing back watching and could see what was going on, she said “she wants you to hit her on the back she’s choking”, (or something like that) and so Mandy saw, and so she did, I urged her on to hit harder and harder, as hard as she could, (we were only 9, we didn’t know about the Heimlich manoeuvre!) and finally it dislodged. Basically, she saved my life! It was a pretty amazing situation; it could’ve gone drastically wrong. (Btw, Mandy went on to become a nurse!) I left to a different school, and didn’t see her ever again, but about 20 years later I moved into a house, and I later discovered it was built and owned by Mandy’s family, so how about that. And another 10 years after that, I heard that my younger sister’s friend had rented out “Holwood” at Currabubula - that house that I loved. You know, I was quietly whingeing to myself, and wondering why I did not get the opportunity to rent that one, and then I realised it’s because I got to live in Mandy’s family house!! Mandy was from a very savvy family, who built that house, it was brick and by far the most comfortable, modern, well insulated and functionally sound house that I’ve ever lived in (facing the right way too!!) - much better than an old country farm homestead! (Or my usual cheap rentals) So if it wasn’t for Anne and Mandy, I would not be here, and I would never have had the chance to live in a such a wonderful proper house, so big thank you to them. (Unfortunately, it didn’t last long, little girl landlord; that family does not deserve that house.) Btw, at that house, there were no flies. Now I say that in just a few little words, but what that actually means, is such a relief, if you’ve ever lived in most places around Gunnedah, and then go outside in summer, you are forever swatting and flapping your arms and hands around to ward off, literally millions of little tiny flies. So, it was just beautiful to be able to leave all the doors and flyscreens open, wonder outside into the garden, and be totally relaxed. Even eat out there if I wanted! It was like listening to Michael Bublé “Feeling Good” song then was written specifically for me ! (It wasn’t). It was just a privilege living in that house, so that, plus a few other things, I think, that house had been blessed! The only thing missing from that house, was a nice undercover shaded outdoor area, somewhere to sit and relax, enjoy a meal, have morning coffee, and simply enjoy the fresh air and the outside vibes. Around Gunnedah, a lot of farm homes have big wraparound veranda’s. Strange that this house has lost that completely. 5. Cookie Cutter Housing Why do the people conform, and accept the cookie-cutter housing in Queensland? Is it from Playschool; pick the odd one out and get rid of it? Or are Queenslanders just too poor to object? I don’t think so! As a mobile seamstress I have been into people’s homes. One place I went to, was in a street of all very similar style homes, sardines, it was new housing, built with modern materials. I was speaking with the owner about the house, she said it was not cool enough in summer. She said she described her and her husband as self-builders. I quietly thought to myself, such a joke that was - I feel like she was totally brainwashed by the developers and the government into buying that land and building a home which is all predetermined, it’s like she doesn’t really have a choice in anything, but they have been tricked into believing that they do. Self-builders! You know, a self-builder is someone who can take their own initiative when building their home, and not build a cookie-cutter building that is the same as everybody else’s and has the same cost-cutting features. I mean, I don’t want to have a go at these homes too badly, because they’re actually quite nice and probably when incomparable to most of the homes I’ve ever lived in as a renter all my adult life, they’re much nicer. But I strongly feel there’s major brainwashing going on here, and there’s no creativity or self-initiative allowed, by the powers that be - WHICH I CAN PLAINLY SEE. Also, these homes haven’t been built with light. I mean there are the basic rooms with 1 or 2 windows, but that’s pretty much it, there’s no design for light, which I find extraordinary in today’s modern times; any Real Estate agent will tell you the number one factor that sells a home is light, closely followed by space; we all want room to swing a cat. We want buildings we can love. BTW, good vibes means good Feng shui. Good Feng shui means ‘architecturally designed’ - and not just bumbled along cost-cutted fashion. Brain thought! I feel by law, every house build should be ‘passive’, as in air tight, and highly insulative, with heat recovery ventilation and rain tanks. We have the technology and the means to make our homes better. Let’s demand it. {Also, I find electrical appliances need better insulation, especially in summer humid areas in QLD, I’ve had new ones just stop working due to humidity} I won’t mention anything about the fact that these houses have more or less only 1m in-between each other - too close, WAY TOO CLOSE; pervert heaven. {Yes, they are real and prevalent, no point in sweeping the issue under the carpet}. (Not to mention nosy medalling Mary’s). A home has the power to inspire confidence, self assurance. It should create a sense of wellbeing, and make you feel happy and proud. A moral boost to the day. A space of personal freedom, giving a sense of liberty. I feel it would be quite surprising to the experts to know exactly how housing, can contribute to a child’s good mental health. Also, it will help combat a ‘class’ element if everyone’s homes are different, then they’re not so easily judged as rich or poor. Which I personally feel is important, as there are certain people, girls, who are way too hung up on class - a societal dysfunction (When I was living in my comfy brick rental, OMG you ought to have seen and heard the jealous bimbos hounding at my door – real, stupid and ugly). Also, I’m a huge fan of building big homes with a large detached granny flat - it is the number one way to care for your elderly parent. That should be the number one priority of housing developers. More savvy architects with love, and less greedy developers, please. Btw, in Townsville the housing is so competitive, that what they’re doing is turning those sardine houses just like the ones in the photo above, and dividing them into 2 somehow, so there are 2 addresses at the 1 house. I feel this is disgraceful - nobody wants half a house; everybody wants a complete house thanks very much. And Dear Queenslanders, I don’t know if anybody’s told you, but the traditional Queenslander house is really crap; it has exceptionally poor insulation and soundproofing, not to mention free passageway for any and every single little bug, insect and skink {and ofcourse thief). Most of the windows don’t open or close properly, nor have screens, plus security is non-existent. And while I really feel like I’m stating the obvious, this too has to be said; in North Queensland, you need a heavy terracotta tile roof, because of the humidity and rust - putting corrugated iron on a roof in Queensland, is absurd. Ah, I love pocket doors…. And, I feel the lack of vegetation in the above suburb contributes to it’s “nongood vibes feel”. Put some big trees in. Don’t be scared. Have faith. Good spot to talk about floors; {Plastic manufacturing company brainwashing housing sector} Why is it that people on a budget (mainstream Australia), really only have 2 flooring options, 1: plastic vinyl tiles, and 2: cheap polyester carpet. Has the plastic manufacturing company taken over the housing industry? Have they brainwashed the timber manufacturers “save the trees, only use plastic flooring”. Looks like it to me. Wake up timber industry: you can be sustainable, you can have your timber flooring, all you have to do is plant trees in the place of the ones you cut. SIMPLE. I know the timber industry in my area, back in Gunnedah: NO ONE used to plant replacement trees. No one. As a result, they have stopped logging altogether, and the mill closed down. So we, the public cannot get timber pine flooring anymore; the timber that has been used in peoples homes up until it closed, about 2005 (?) Those trees (Callitris glaucophylla), one of 100’s of different pine species, was similar to hardwood, very durable, tough, hard, a pine well suited to floorboards. Wake up Australia. And stop breeding like unthinking rabbits – mothers, the root of all problems. 6. Australian Architecture As a renter all my life, now a 47-year-old. I can clearly see the total inadequacy of most Australian architecture. Mind you, I do always have to choose the cheapest whenever I have to look for somewhere to live. Only once in my adultlife was I living in a ‘proper house’ - built in the 70s, it was double brick and by far the best house I’ve ever lived in, it was facing the right way, had a heavy terracotta tile roof, and a big garage that acted like a ‘heat trap’ on the western side of the house. So, I basically didn’t even need to bother with the Aircon or heater in summer/winter because the insulation was so good. The typical Australian Colourbond or corrugated iron roof, with yellow insulation batts - really is NOT enough -I hate to tell you budget minded developers, actually, not good enough, is a mere understatement. And, a heavy ceramic tiled roof is really the bare minimum. Flat rooves could have cement block or cement roof. But, really corrugated sheets on steep sloped roofs, are mostly to keep the water, leaves, rats and possums away, for water collection. This is common-sense thinking. One timber house I lived in at Gunnedah, the bedroom was sooo hot, lucky I was still young, as anyone over the age of 45 would have had a heart attack sleeping in it. Not to mention all the tanins from gum petals and vermin droppings in the water. So unacceptable!! But that ‘proper brick house’ was a savvy house, built by, and owned by a Savvy farming family - just a little bit of Savvy goes a long long long way. In my opinion there needs to be rules and laws to make sure every single house built with these savvy features (at least adequate insulation and ‘green’ airtight techniques and methods, Australia is only going to get hotter) One of the biggest unknown ‘silent killers’ in Australia is heat in summer. The heat causes different problems in different people. Many people die in summer for different reasons, and no one really makes the connection that it’s from the heat. A little bit of Savvy goes along way. Plus, I felt like it wasn’t perhaps even the main aim of the builder to make that house ‘green’, as ‘green’ wasn’t a thing back then. But the builder had mere commonsense, and so it was a natural progression in his build. Shame more builders and developers do not have this commonsense thing. I mean imagine how good it could’ve been if they deliberately tried to apply themselves? I did talk to the neighbour down the road who built his own house too, a very ornamental limestone house, quaint and beautiful. I was telling him about how good this house was to live in for me, and he was quite surprised and didn’t really understand how that person, his ‘ordinary’ neighbour, as he knew him, knew him as a normal average JoBlo, seemingly without too much savvy at all I guess (typical neighbour jealousies) - how that person could have such a good house? He wanted to know what made it so good, especially since he was a self-builder and probably attributed himself to being a savvy person, yet he didn’t know these basic things of the heavy terracotta tiled roof, and the heat trap on the western side. (This by the way, kind of sums up a lot of Australians, you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, just because his neighbour perhaps didn’t dress to savvy, and just looked like a typical JoBlo farmer who bumbles along -someone who might not seem very savvy in appearance, can really surprise you) Also, in my current house, I can literally feel my head shrinking in winter because of the cold, because of the lax rules about building regulations in Australia basically anyone can build a shed even if it’s got holes in it instead of glass windows, then call it a home and rent it out. Silent killers. My aim here is to get Australians to pull their socks up, the standard and quality here is way behind the western world. Even the Africans have devised an internal wall structure involving ‘mini bricks’ that are far superior to the typical Australian stud wall (Plasterboard over pine studs). This especially is important for ‘family privacy’, but also close neighbours who have ‘nosy’ personality (as in, all neighbours in my experience). I want to mention my rental house I lived in Gunnedah for 10 years. It was known as a ‘kit’ house, just like the one shown here - mainly just assembled on site with mass produced panelling/ house construction stuff, brought to the site. Everything is costcutted to the nth degree. Again, insulation is crap, but one of the biggest things that annoyed me about this house was the aluminium sliding windows - the standard aluminium sliding windows with fly-screens that actually most houses have. Not only do the flyscreens come easily out (by thieves), but the windows too, if they are not fully shut, so people break and enter all the time, they come and go as they please, they have no sense of privacy or ownership rights – this is common in Australia, it is a flawed nation, something goes wrong in childhood development (I know at my boarding school, the older prefects and house mistresses would go through girls dorms when they were not there, ‘dorm search’ it was called. It teaches those girls that it is absolutely fine to go through someone else’s possessions WELL ITS NOT STUPID PARENTS, STUPID TEACHERS) Anyway, about the windows, when fully shut, the wind would still go right through the windows, and would come in, come in around the edging of the window - it actually felt like it came through the glass when I was standing next to it, I’m pretty sure that’s not possible, so it would’ve been around all the edge. One time I had the fire going, I was burning the wood from the power company (Essential Energy, formerly Australian Inland Energy and Water /Country Energy, AGL), – they left a whole lot of treated logs on my property, treated with toxins to stop white ants- and it was disgusting, it stinks to high heaven, and even when burning, the fumes it gives off are just putrid. The smoke going out of my chimney was blowing back into my house through the windows, this window that was fully closed -just really awful and it was like nature was telling me, yeah, we don’t want your stinky toxins -stick to organics! (that electricity company is truly evil, run by evil women, they used to get up to all sorts of other bad thieving things, still do probably) I also want to mention one of my favourite things to do is get the My Real Estate app, and look at properties, and one thing I’ve noticed is that there is a definite style of house that has emerged particularly over the last 20 years and it would be all from the one company here in Australia, because they’re all very similar style, a cost cutted. A kind of rended halfbrick, Colourbond roof, plasterboard walls, smallish house. They actually look really nice and clean, open and bright in the apps. But there will be unseen issues like the insulation that needs to be improved, double brick instead of half brick, and heavy ceramic terracotta tiled roof is a must. I would add, for an even cooler house, put a couple of those whirlybird roof vents on to take the trapped hot air out of the roof space. Generally, standards need to be raised, a house lasts literally generations and generations, a house built today needs to stand up next to a house that will be built in 100yrs time. Each house in Australia should have much more thought, care, and money applied to it. I talk about the major disadvantage of renting and not owning in my “Poor Renters” story. Sidebar: If you wanna quick, cheap, house selling feature, then put a window seat in. A house with a window seat will beat any other house of similar characteristics at point of sale. Aswell as flagstone floor, (a little pricier). And no steps – or steps that have a short drop, as in wide and short, so a 34cm wide foot tread, and a 7.5cm drop – (all steps should be like this by standard regulation) it is better for healthy people, aswell as people with knee arthritis, not to mention carting/moving furniture in/out, wheelchairs. WE WANT EASY Super Dream WIP House Clever Privacy architecture 7. Sure, I could have built my own home Back in 2008, when I was 35, I decided that I was knowledgeable enough that I should actually build my own home (I “reckoned” I could have built one for $40,000 excl plumbing/electrics (and possible the roof? J). But, as I didn’t have any money or any land, and there was no hope for either, it was a squashed idea. {If only I knew what the future had instore for me}. But I still want to write about it, because the majority of homes that get built today are built by greedy developers. They are filthy rich people, and they make cost-cutting houses for the masses. Really, the people, should be out-raged by this. You should try and build your own homes so that you can have exactly what you want in your own home, and not somebody else’s perception of what you think you want. If you want to build your family home to settle down and live in for the rest of your life before 35, and you don’t feel you’re old and wise enough in building functionalities, then you need an architecture who’s old and has a lot of experience, because it takes many many many many years of life experience to know how to build a proper functioning home in Australia. And so, while at age 35 I thought I was at knowledgeable enough, and indeed I was, I did have a lot of time put aside for thinking about buildings and homes, (it was a passion), but really you need to take the thinking up a level, for at least four years after you’ve made the decision that you’re going to build. You need to really put a lot of research, time and effort, into understanding all the things that you’re going to need to know. And I’m now 48, and while I even have significantly more knowledge than I did at 35, ideally, I would still want to employ the help of an ‘old man architecture’ as well – that’s how detailed a process it is. Not to mention the DOG factor who follow me around and sabotage me. And if I go to Bunnings, they steal from me too, so infact, I would not be able to do it at all due to those 2 factors. I would have to employ someone else to do all purchasing, and as I cannot afford that, there is no hope – it is the Australian dogs who have prevented me from building my own home – I take NO RESPONSIBILITY in this matter, and rightly so. This is the current climate that I am living in, and hardly anyone is doing anything about these extreme problems that oppress me, and I would say, other too. I should touch on “sabotage” as I know most mops reading this will think, yeah right, its all-in her head, everyone has shit to deal with. But WRONG, really, I have stupid dogs who follow me and sabotage me personally; Like when I made a couch cover for my landlord, then purchased a solar pump with the proceeds at Bulga, somebody went there, out the back, to my pond I had dug, {they went there after I left to go into town for the day}, - they would’ve lifted my pump out of the water to look at it, and broke it (deliberately or not, I’m not sure – as there are so many stupid twits in Gunnedah, they might not know, if you lift a working submersible pump out of the water, it will make a loud strange sound, and eventually break). So I came home to see my new $200 pump broken. Fucked. And when I built my 25m lap pool, somebody put a large rock under the liner. And when I made a water feature on the veranda at Rangari, someone put a hole in it. And when I dug a pond and put a plastic liner in it, somebody dropped a log in it, piercing the liner, so I had to replace the whole liner, draining it first. All acts of deliberate sabotage. And I am only thinking about all my water features here, there has been HEAPS more, on basically ALL and ANYTHING I physically do, including this blog, and online activity – like the banning of me on facebook. EVERYTHING I do gets sabotaged. Everything, since I was 18. I put it down to the fact that most Australians are mentally retarded stupid jealous twits due to no women in government and multiple child families being raised by bimbo mothers – bimbo mothers; HUGE problem. (I can only assume the person responsible for all my water feature sabotages is female. Only a bimbo woman could be this stupidly jealous and obsessed about a water feature.) Btw, my home would have been Straw Bale, and big. I made up a design, inspired by Grand Designs and the massive Australian farmers shed, I will include it here. And just by the by, that show Grand Designs UK, is my fav show, ever, well, possibly tying in with SYTYCD! (not the Australian version of, either, the dogs take over on those shows – so disrespectful, plus they “make up” houses, I am sure of it, I can see me and my architectural influence. I think councils do them, maybe arts councils, to try to inspire people? Most Australians cannot afford a beautiful grand design home (Robert Wilson, best home of 2023 – PERFECT! J - I am not usually a jealous person, that’s how I can watch every season, but that house, mmmm, so good perhaps a liiittle jealous…….!) {And attention all builders, for every tree you cut down, it’s your duty, to plant 10 in its place – 10 minimum} The above design is from my Native Flower Fabric Collection called “Chorizema Spectacular”. It is available, but who knows where from, since I was ban from the only reasonably priced one, and all the other ones in China ARE CRAP. Maybe RedBubble will do fabrics, Zazzel does a stunning Pure linen, but its $170/m 8. Dream House WIP House as shown just above; single story, hay bale and double glass window walls, raised roof light-well, open plan. For a detailed list of all my fancy Super house features, go to my Favourites page. 9. Houses need to be S-P-A-C-E-D Privacy related architecture and landscaping Something has to be said about the total lack of soundproof privacy in most suburban homes. I’ve actually lived on a farm most of my life, so I’ve had the luxury of having that vocal freedom, but on occasions when I’ve had to live in suburban area, (and presently ☹️) it is a huge disadvantage having your neighbours so close. At one house I was living in, my neighbours could hear me when I was in the shower, they could hear me when I was in the kitchen, they could hear the TV. If I was having a conversation with another neighbour, they could hear it. I mean, they could hear everything, and this was a whole other house next door – old timber Queenslanders, no sound insulation, or insulation of any sort, at all {Australian’s, so lazy}. And with that invasion of privacy, comes all sorts of problems especially between any single men or women, there’s only so much a man will take, before he naturally becomes obsessed. And actually, it is not just men - either male or female, who have dog personalities, will become obsessed, and then absurdly territorial jealous. Like the mother across the rd at present. And I say that in one or two sentences, but that nowhere near describes the problems that comes with having neighbours who are obsessed with you - just because they can hear you. I mean if you read my blog you can start to see…., but it if bad enough if they can hear you, but 50000 times worse if they can see you too. And if you put your thinking cap on, and really think about all the problems from having someone watching you constantly, then maybe you could understand a little. I can’t stress how important privacy is. Even when you’re Miss perfect and don’t do anything wrong ever, privacy is still fundamentally important, it is essential to living in Australia amongst all the bogans. This goes same for gardening – a man (or teenage son) who can peer into his neighbours garden and watch her while she works it – a young unattached beautiful woman (or, one not so young), really, she is doomed by predatory, antagonistic, hateful behaviour from dysfunctional males. In the end, all men ever want to do, is declare war. That is their natural dysfunctional instinct, and their downfall. Their obsessions turns into forms of attack – like they are blaming me for their pathetic obsession. Women do this too, dog personalities – young girls. Even for a more modern house which has better insulation, houses these days are pretty much on top of each other, often there’s only 1 or 2m between each, down the street - this is unacceptable in my opinion, population needs to be curbed. Houses need to be spaced. Save the single women, space those houses. S-P-A-C-E-D I can’t begin to tell you how many backyards in Australia, look into their neighbour’s backyard. HEAPS. The fact that I even have to mention this, THIS is what’s so deeply concerning, because the powers that be, who build and design neighbourhoods DO NOT understand this basic concept. Yesterday I found a photo of a side, of a house in suburban area, that was architecturally designed, and is genius. GENIUS. The water features down the side will block out sounds from neighbours – see, clever huh! Plus, the water will aide with cooling the house in the hot summers, if the windows along there are left open, (ofcourse they must have proper security fly screens), and being all in the shade, there will be little water evaporation too. Unfortunatly the website was all in Spanish – a Spanish magazine, so I cannot ‘name and glorify ’ whoever is responsible – but I am sure they will not mind if you copy their concept in your narrow passage way between homes. Mandatory Tanks Clever surburban housing Builders with Brains story Quadrangle House Ideas 10. Mandatory - under every new house build in Australia I’ve been renting all my adult life. I’ve gone from house-to-house, from unit to unit, plus spend hrs on the realestate apps from 2020 onwards, and I have to say, nearing age 50 now, I can see the quality and standard of housing in Australia leaves a lot to be desired. Most owners have no creativity, no thoughts of how to live well, or how to feel good in their living space. Actually the more I think about it, the more abhorrent most buildings are. Especially if I look online via one of my favourites apps, Pinterest and I see a lot of overseas homes, buildings, gardens. Also, in comparison to many other countries, it’s like Australians have merely had thoughtless after thoughts, about the need for weather protection. When I stumbled across a stylish advertised kit-house for $50,000, I thought, OMG, maybe there’s hope for me yet, as I could find a cheap plot, just maybe….. So, I looked into it some more, and then some more, and then some more, and along the way I realised that it the kit house definitely couldn’t be done for $50,000. It seems to be a bit of a trick to snare customers. Oh what a surprise, another scammer. Now, I am not saying that you could NOT build a house for $50,000 (because if you had your own builder, I’m pretty sure you could - just the basics – I bet that is probably how much my last landlord spent on her house that I rented, which was ideal for a single person, albeit, a double floor space would be more pleasant). So, I gave it some more thought as to what I would consider the basics. And the basics would definitely include 3 huge cement underground tanks for rainwater, 1 poly one for 'soft water' showers, as well as another large above ground one for a swim pond, especially if I lived in a locality where there was no swimming, which is where the cheaper lots of land are). I got quotes, some people are helpful, some are not. And then I realised, I could still do it on quite a small budget. Nowhere near as small as $50,000. But an average cheaper end of the market new house, according to the experts, is about $300000. But, provided I had a decent builder, I could do it for less than that by a third. I could have the dream! Too bad, then the banks refused to give me a mortgage. Even though repayments would be less than my current rent payments – go figure. Plus, I found a perfectly good patch of land in a great remote area especially for me. Talk about a disappointment. Anyway, I realised, after living there for a bit, in my dreamy new place, I again would have the same problems as I had at Rangari, with all the dogs and my neighbours, being completely jealous, particularly, of my green garden with all those water tanks. So I just really wonder why most people bumble along and don’t think about these things - in order not to be jealous of somebody else. For Gods sake, put in 4 huge big cement water tanks. Count them as essential to the house, like putting in a house without a floor; tanks are essential. Essential. Compromise somewhere else and get the tanks. You can’t bumble in life you have to give the important things like homes, grave forethought when you are a teenager. The fact that people don’t, I blame school teachers and the school curriculum for, not to mention lazy parenting. 11. Last weekend and privacy, security, and a total escape from the Rat Race. I’ve just watched a fabulous series on Netflix called The Watcher. I believe it was inspired by a story I have not written yet! When I was 18, I stayed with a friend from school, and I was intrigued with their wonderful new unusual brick farm house. I thought it was fantastic. When I wrote a ‘thank you for having me’ letter to them, it kind of tur ned into an Ode to house letter! I just couldn’t help myself! Total enchantment with good home design. And actually, I have a ‘thing’ for architraves! If I see an unusual one in a house, I dream about it. I find details like that fascinating on a deep level. I’m not sure where it comes from, it’s certainly wouldn’t be my parents; as I looked at our family photo albums (all 20 big thick ones), there are hundreds of photos of the whole family, extended family and friends, yet in none of them, are there any photos of the family home, nor any of the first home my parents lived in, where I was born. It’s as if the house was unimportant to them. Possibly it all just came too easy to them to appreciate the building that homes and protects them, they took their house for granted, or had no pride. I got some feedback, apparently her parents were amused by the letter! As someone who does not live in a house, and who has to reside in the teeny tiniest unit (x hotel) you have ever seen, I certainly wouldn’t take any house for granted, nor have I. My 2 next-door neighbours either side, have nothing to do but smoke. It stinks, it’s disgusting, it comes straight into my unit. I have an inspection next week. Re the photo above (the second one along) - that is a home, well, sanctuary, created by South Korean Architects, Iroje KHM. If I suddenly came into owning a little block of land, this is what I would do - brilliant architecture, making the most of the garden whilst incorporating privacy, security, and a total escape from the rat race. 12. You know what they say, good fences make for good neighbours I find it strange how some housing developers (especially diy people) give thought to the house. But often the plot itself is not thought about, nor Boundary lines. And how the garden is going to interact with the house. And how the driveway is going to interact - how functional the carport/ garage is going to be. It’s a total area that is lacking in my opinion. Of course, this opinion has come about due to practically every house I have lived in, not having a sufficient Boundary, and most having last minute way-too-small garage add ons. For example, the current house I live in now (2021) is a bush block, and I have neighbours who just waltz through and around my garden, and not just kids. Plus, they litter! And they steal. Disgusting people. There really does need to be a fence, and preferably it needs to be an 8 footer, to block all temptations, so when neighbours go for their daily walk around the park, they simply cannot walk around my house and garden, and be tempted to be sneaky and bad. I’m getting a little sick and tired of picking up other people‘s rubbish around my garden. The tend to wander at night, and in the bird twit hours. I have found, no matter what neighbourhood I live in, no matter what socio-economic factors either, this Boundary is a necessity. I say bring back gorgeous stone walls again, or stone gabions, tall hay bale walls, timber battens…… cheap stick fences, shade cloth walls…….so many possibilities for every budget. {I did have a collage showing 6 wonderful private Boundry lines, but again size issues, so it is here, plus you can see them in my Pinterest Board called “Boundry fences” https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/boundry-fences/ 13. Builders with Brains This apartment shown above (3rd one) is absolutely tiny, yet, they’ve managed to make living here not a totally unpleasant experience. The open plan means that you can fit the maximum amount of furniture in without walls getting in the way. It’s clean, light filled, and easy to maintain. With the added bonus of a pool, sauna and spa downstairs for everyone {when I briefly lived here by the way, I was the only person that would use those facilities. It was wonderful!}. I see and have lived in other unit complex’s, that have been bigger, probably more expensive to build, and yet just wasn’t half as ‘user friendly – functionally good’ as this unit complex. Not only do you have to have brains to be an architect and builder, but you have to have empathy, to be abele to put yourself in the person shoes, of who’s going to be living there. I would further add, you need to ask a woman. This is such a male dominated area. It is only a woman that truly can understand what it feels like to work and live in a kitchen space and all the other things that involves “nesting” inside a home. 14. Quadrangle House Ideas to Combat Privacy and COOKIECUTTER HOUSES Typical suburban block built with large garden and privacy ideas. After having to move in to town, I fully realized the monumental problems I have regarding privacy and close proximity to neighbours. So when I saw these ideas and houses on Pinterest, I just though GENIUS way to make the most of your block without having to be a spectacle for the neighbours. Btw, when building or renovating, putting in a kitchen without putting in an overhead Rangehood, is the equivalent of leaving out half the floor!! Vital when cooking to have the smoke and oily fumes taken outdoors. {Not only for air quality, but for the person who has to clean the kitchen!} There are some very clever architects alive today. And just some who are still not thinking - don’t those builders know about” toilet pervert‘s”. I hate to tell you this, but “toilet pervert‘s” are real. Such an element of dysfunctional; a person who likes to spy on women whilst they’re using the toilet. So not just perhaps a naughty curious child of 6 or 7 do this, but fully grown men do it- they perve on women whilst they go to the toilet. IT’S DISGUSTING. They also do not make all toilets soundproof, which too causes problems. I personally have had monumental problems with toilets harassment, and it’s high time I speak up about those selfish clueless builders, who may not know about such toilet problems. 15. Housing Concerns in Australia The image above shows a typical house in any given street in any town across regional Australia, plus a beautiful house across the ocean, in Berlin. Now, I do not know if all the housing across Berlin have this high standard, but mmm, Australia, sometimes can be so embarrassing. I was wondering whether I should put this up or not. I didn’t want to sound snobby, but I feel like Australians in general, don’t place an importance on housing, and it often doesn’t really stem from lack of money. I know plenty of well-to-do people who live in a house just like this one, and give no thought to the general aesthetics or functionality. They could well spend more in those areas. Plus, Australia is a fairly wealthy country, but it spends all its money on council roadworks, in the pretence of ‘maintain roads’, but really in the ‘aid and abetment’ of unemployment young husbands, to keep the wives happy. Seriously. So wasteful. That money could be well better spent on buildings. (I am not addressing anyone on low income that obviously can’t afford a triple glazed windowfront on their home). In fact, that’s why I feel like I can say something about substandard homes, it’s my duty, as I’m not some hoity-toity rich architecture, or architecture’s clients, who is making these demands. Although I have noticed most homes in any typical suburb across Australia, has not 1 or 2 cars parked at their address, but more, some, {by some I mean a lot more}, have 5 cars parked at their address, 5! So, the proverbial house and garage, no longer exists- we need a ‘5 car garage’ at each address!! (or, take a leaf out of my book, and STOP breeding!) I have observed in Australia, that there are a lot of couples who have children for the sole purpose of giving the illusion to their friends and family, that they are "successful" in life. Absurd stupidity! Well, I don't really have to point out the obvious problem with this do I? Not a good reason to have children, in fact I would say it is an ungodly reason. I think I’ve mentioned this before, but; homes ‘stand’ for generations. Generation after generation. You don’t want to be building slum houses of the future, you want to make sure that the house you build today, stands strong against the houses built in tomorrow’s future. Council at inner western suburbs of Sydney, like Paramatta area – you especially need to hear that; slum housing out there. Higeldy pigeldy shanty town. Like India. Non-thinking breeding going on out there. When I was young, my favourite past time was constructing cubby houses. I would’ve built at least a dozen in my youth. From cushions off the family couch; fortress, to a tree house with a branches that did all the sweeping for me across the floor when the wind blew – no housekeeping in that one, my fav! Apparently many kids also share that same instinct to build a shelter /home. I personally think that was a contributing problem for the aboriginals when the colonialists arrived in 1888: the Aboriginal communities were nomadic, so no housing, no visible established communities. Out of sight out of mind. I do find it intriguing how one group of people can have a born inner instinct to construct shelters, while another group does not. I bet their collective consciousness has changed by now. The above house on the left is from www.architecturaldesigns.com/ Above on the right was from Domain.com 16. Australian Houses Need Sloped Roofs (Steeply Gabled); No leaf problem, nor possum pee problem with steep slope roof. As it is below, the water in those tanks would be putrid brown from the leaf tannins, mould, mouse, frog, lizard and possum droppings. Please start thinking Australians (Sorry for my quick slightly out of proportion, slightly exaggerated line extension – it has been brought to my attention that there is an element of dysfunctional person who might see this and think that this is MY house or MY design, MY architecturally designed house… who knows what they might think, but NO these 2 houses have nothing to do with me. They are examples of rooves. I particularly want to make a point of saying HA HA to all the people who want to know whose houses they are - you don’t get to know, you're not allowed to know. You are forbidden to know. Bad luck, you will just have to put your “control freak” tendencies back into check. I left a bucket under the gutter, while the tank extension was getting fixed on a rental house at Gin Gin, and this was what accumulated overnight – from the dew on the roof, amongst the Eucalyptus stamens and leaves. Putrid – this is what happens on all tank water homes, although this one was a little worse since there were gums nearby. At kookaburra Park, where I lived for 3 years. All the houses there were bush blocks, owned and designed by a German couple with the stipulation being; there are no cats or dogs allowed, so the native wildlife can be left in peace. And as a result of this stipulation, and possibly the location as well (it wasn’t an ideal spot, although the bush was quite pretty), but the blocks did not sell very well and had been on the market for at least 15 years before I had moved in, there were still heaps of vacant blocks, at least half, probably more. When I was there, there were probably, close to 100 dwellings built, mostly self builders, and all them on tank water. I think the idea being to attract only, kind and caring, environmentally conscious people, however because the blocks didn’t sell very well, they were cheap and so has attracted, unfortunately a lot of low income people who steal, and possibly not even low income, just people who steal. People who have questionable morals. {I stress here, I am low income, yet DO NOT STEAL, nor have questionable morals}. Anyway, the reason I’m writing about it here, is because when I drove around Kookaburra Park one Sunday afternoon, of all of those 100 dwellings, one of them, (actually 2), stood out to me, because they had built a house with a really sloped roof, I thought, well well well, there are only TWO thinking people, in this whole park, who has built a house, where the wildlife (which was in abundance), wouldn’t be able to venture on their roof, and Eucalyptus stamens, and leaves won’t collect in their gutter; so they wouldn’t have to spend every day sweeping, cleaning or hosing the roof off, or drinking putrid water. I think I need to add here. I mean if you want to create the situation for yourself and don’t mind drinking putrid water, that’s fine, go ahead. But if you rent the house out, then the situation is suddenly unacceptable; you’re not providing clean drinking water for your tenant. I remember some years prior, I went round to my dad‘s place, who was in retirement years, he lived in an 120 year old federation house. It had been raining then, and when I got inside, there in the middle of the hallway, was a saucepan - collecting rain. I couldn’t believe it! I demanded to know how long that this leak had been going on for, and why had it not been fixed already - seemingly just ignored for so long, that the water had started leaking through the ceiling! I practically had to turn around and say to my brother and father who were both there at the time “suddenly, do I come from a family of morons?? When you see moisture in the ceiling, you can’t just ignore it! You can’t be lazy Australian home owner idiots, trying to sweep all their problems under the carpet. You have to literally go up there and fix the leak before it turns into a whole ceiling, roof and wall disaster collapse - costing thousands and thousands and thousands” ! GET UP THERE! So, they both seemed to be in a little shock, turned the footy off, and went up there, into the roof caivity armed with a tube of silicon, where upon, they saw the leak around 2 roof screws, and fixed it. Easy. 15 minutes. Typical Australian ignoring all their problems. I later discovered from the new owner, after dad sold it, that there had also been a leak in the master bedroom, which had been ignored, and the new owners had to replace the whole front wall of the bedroom - costing them a small fortune. Without a woman – a house is nothing. 17. Nuisance Neighbours (Plus a list of every single place I rented since I left home at age 18) At the moment my neighbours, up the hill are very quiet, I haven’t heard a peep out of them for at least two days, which is unusual, and then I realised that I haven’t really written about this in detail. I did mention it briefly in my photo story “Sound harassment when I exit my house” on page 5, at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin. But I’ve noticed that every time I’ve had neighbours within close proximity, it’s been a problem, it first started when I lived at Petersham (Sydney) with that stupid psycho blonde bimbo that I have mentioned numerous times, who was following me and harassing me majorly, and has continued to do so in the many years since I’ve left Petersham. {WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE.} I also did kind of talk about it in my photo story “Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends“ on page A, with neighbours in Leichhardt eaves dropping on my conversation with my aunt. When I was living at Hornsby, if I made a very loud noise, I noticed the neighbour, downstairs in turn would make a loud noise – such odd animalistic behaviour. I mean why can’t you just hear the neighbour, realise it’s a neighbour making a loud noise, and then just get back to what you were doing; why would you stop what you’re doing, and mimic them?? TOTALLY BIZARRER BEHAVIOUR- like juvenile delinquent. Infact I strongly feel, only a slightly retarded person would do that. (I mean, maybe if there were loud unusual noises happening all the time, and it was really annoying you, you might want to take some sort of action to do something about it, but mimicking them in the long run is not actually going to do something about it; if you have an issue, you have to complain to them or someone, and confront. Making a loud noise from afar is not going to resolve anything, and maybe those slightly retarded people just need to know what the noise is, when they find out what the noise is, suddenly everything is ok for them. (Control issues – little people issues). BTW, this is an issue also for housing developers – people need sound proof housing. So important for that sense of peace, privacy and home comfort. I have come to the conclusion, because, it’s not every neighbour that harasses me, it is a certain type of person who harasses me, and basically, as far as I am concerned, they fall into ‘dog category’, as in, not fully evolved or smart, and you know, I pretty much have gone my whole life not really making these distinctions, pretty much treating everybody equally, and not biasing anyone based on their mental capacity, I mean who cares if you are not an academic!! But really and truly, I cannot ignore this factor any more, because the type of person that harasses me and steals from me, just falls in to the complete non-thinking LAZY stupid category, and as I definitely believe in the COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS, in regards to raising awareness of problems in order to overcome them, I am writing about this phenomenon. Also, I need to add, pretty much I haven’t had too many problems with kids, related ‘dog problems’, I’ve had problems from young people at the time, my peers or thereabouts in my 20’s, it wasn’t really until I moved to Builyan Queensland, when I discovered I had neighbourhood problems from the kids. Also at kookaburra Park, I mainly had problems with adult neighbours, but occasionally there were some kids down the road who decided they wanted to cause some mimicry problems too. And then of course at my new address here, there seems to be a huge problem with the child who lives next door up the hill, I can’t actually see them, as there is bush in-between my unit complex and their house, and they are up on a steep hill. I have not had too many probs from the neighbours in my complex, (just the usual stuff). So, I think it’s a little boy who lives up the hill, I am not entirely sure whether it’s a little boy or a little girl, or the mother posing as a little boy - somewhere along the lines of Bart Simpson, I have noticed there are some women who do this; they put on a voice when they harass, as in, they’re trying to indicate, that they’re not being themselves – giving themselves away. Actually, I think it’s pretty much the whole family that causes the problems, there appears to be two kids and mum and dad, plus a new baby crying. I later realized, the person who I thought must be the nuisance child’s, brother, is actually the dad. But mainly it is the child and the mother who both harass me. Although I saw the mother once just before baby screaming sounds, (as she also stalks me down the street) and she was not pregnant, so not sure what is going on there? Baby noises from an app? or maybe she is one of those ‘small’ women, that you can hardly tell is pregnant? Nutrition problems. (Long brown curly hair, looks like an islander). She and her child also followed me up to the farmers up the road who sell manure, I believe they stole a bag, then they yelled out, so I would know it was them. These are the people who are nuts, you idiot police. At my new address I decided to keep a list - a harassment list, of every time they harassed me, just like when council advised me to do that for a barking dog problem at previous address. I’d write it down, and I’m not just talking about people/kids making noises. I’m literally talking about this kid yelling out my name, or mimicking sounds that I made. It is very obvious that they were harassing me, as opposed to when I can hear them just playing their childish games with one another – they seem to play a game that consists of a lot of yelling, well, screaming really, unusually so.) I figured it was a young boy. And over time I noticed the older brother or young father plays with the child and makes him scream, scream a lot. And re-that screaming, I was advised that that is a thing called “Terra-play” – literally a thing: A sibling, older sibling usually, (but in this case it may be the father), terrorising, the younger sibling for fun. And what happens: the child, not only being afraid, but being excited, because relishing all the attention that the older child is lashing upon the younger child; so, the younger child grows up to crave “Terra” in their life! Fully sick! And intern the older sibling who was terrorising, looks for younger type victims to try to terrorise! Insane behaviour!! Bumbling parents just bumbling along creating dysfunction, creating terrorists. So, it’s not just school teachers who do this, but hopeless parents too, apparently mothers who spend a lot of time drunk perpetuate this problem. So, I guess my advice is: if you can hear your child screaming repeatedly, constantly, in playtime, you need to interfere; sit down with the person who is terrorising and tell them not to play in such a negative uncouth manner. Don’t just do nothing and just think “they’re just playing”. You need to interfere and do something, take action. Don’t be a bimbo mother. And so, as I have been reading over my harassment list, I see it is quite significant. When my harassment list, reached two pages long, I thought, I definitely have grounds to put in some sort of complaint, but I can’t complain to the police because, well, if you’ve read my blog, you know about my experience with the naive police, so I thought, as I’ve had experience with neighbour’s dogs, as in, the canine variety, and it is Council that one complains to about dogs. I thought this is exactly the same kind of complaint! Almost! People; when they constantly hear dogs barking, it annoys them, and complaints are made. Well, next door, is like family of dogs who seem to be clueless about the fact that they’re harassing me and causing stress, well, not clueless about the fact that they’re harassing me, (they do that quite deliberately in order to try to manipulate and control, but mainly boredom in my opinion); but they seem to be clueless about the fact that they’re causing problems for me, number one being, they are a NUISANCE, causing stress. (Again, that stupid factor coming into play). But then I thought, I probably need to be more direct, and so have written a photo story called “The Bimbo Dominatrix”, where I describe this problem, {in Gunnedah, I had women who would follow me when I went into town for the day, and stayed at my dad’s. The female dogs would follow me, and go across to the abandoned house at the car mechanics next door, and yell out when they saw fit. Verbal and Sound Harassment. This is the same manner that the woman up the hill follows/harasses me now.}. I thought, if I have any more problems from any neighbours, I’ll print this photo story out, and put it in their letterbox! I think, actually that’s the reason why I haven’t heard a peep from my neighbours, since I put that story online, but I have noticed they tend to harass me in phases, so maybe two days of constant harassing me, and then the following 5-6 days, all quiet. Then it’ll repeat – not restricted to the weekends, I always think it is odd how the child is not in school, or the husband is home and not working, and why the wife would have time to follow me when I went into town? It’s very odd. Someone signed me, that it’s my landlord harassing me, although I do find that a little strange, since I was told my landlord lives in Brisbane, and the Real Estate agent lives on the other side of town. So, I don’t see how it could be my landlord? Maybe it’s someone pretending to be my landlord, as in, the dogs who plays sides . But every address since about 2006: neighbours and their guests: problems harassing me. Stalkers. 2yrs later, I still have problems from the child mainly. I am certain infact that most problems of harassment I have are related to renting and not being the home owner. I am sure of it. It’s not just a case of the ‘well the grass is always greener on the other side’. I can’t stress enough how ROTTEN it is to be a renter in Australia, with so many stupid bogans who harass single ladies, and stupid dog women who steal from single ladies. (An issue not talked about – no forewarning given at any point). There is no “quite enjoyment” ever. Every single place I rented since I left school/home at age 18 Shark and Ellie’s house at Chatswood, (no dogs! Only the real killer canine’s!) 1992 North Sydney unit next to Wenona junior school, 1993 Pendle Hill unit above Charcoal Chicken Shop, 1994 Dulwich Hill house with bad flat mate, little boy 1995 Petersham crap house with psychodog short blonde stalker thief, major dogs in that neighbourhood 1996 Grandmas at Pretty Beach and Kilcare! half little girl landlord 1997 Michael and Janice’s house -room, 1998 Hornsby Unit (soundproof walls, indoor heated Swimming pool, sauna and now spa!) 1998 Rowan Leigh farm, Dietrich Rd, heavenly, 1999 Cull farm with extreme fertile soil, 2000 Melbourne - Preston house with bad flatmate who is friends with psychodog short blonde stalker thief, 2004 Tulcumbah farm with little girl landlord, (and box room – room just for empty boxes!), 2006 Rangari farm with excellent garden but possible thieving landlord little boy, 2008 Long cottage at bloodthirsty lawyers place, 2018 Builyan house, next door to bad man, and half little girl landlord 2018 Colosseum farm with evil folklore fairy scoundrel landlords, 2018 Kookaburra Park house with evil little girl landlord, 2019 current unit with non-sound proof walls, 2022 2024 moved (again) to secret location – 50million times better than last, no child next door. ‘Little girl’ landlords are the worst, so I guess only 4 out of 18 is not too bad! I’ve written on my blog before about the monumental effort it is to relocate. I’m going to put it again here, and I’m going to add: anyone involved in the forced relocation of myself; I’m going to deeply curse you. All the latter half were forced relocation. Here is a good spot to quickly mention, I have been learning about history lately, and in particular the development of New York, how New York was built on immigrants - mass immigration (rumour had it, that America was the land of the free !), and so arose the phenomenon of high density living, with buildings known as The Tenements. Basically, they became slums, with greedy landlords trying to fit as many people in each building as possible, encouraged by the government so rich people could get richer. They were all sorts of problems, one being that of suicide - believed to be the result of one of the worst lifestyles you could have in life, being that of high-density living conditions. Suicide! (And so stop bloody breeding! – all you need in life, is a good home to live in, and water. Kids not necessary, think about it). Eventually they did something about the Tenements, although it was a process that only began 100 years after it started, and was only fully acknowledged as a problem with and laws being laid down to housing developers pretty much 200 years after it first became a problem, no government likes to look after poor people, they only like to steal as much as they can from them – exactly like the Commonwealth Bank today; who likes to not only reward the rich, but punish the poor {fully sick}. So, you can see, it takes humans pretty much a long time before problems are addressed, and change only comes around when people stand up and FIGHT for better conditions. Of course, back then they didn’t have social media, and all the clever and wonderful ways of communication that we have now, plus all the “committees” and council infrastructures we have now. So, I expect any problems of today, to be fixed within a much shorter period of time!! And without riots, mutinies or revolts having to occur. Ofcourse I was ban from social media due to communication oppression and truth telling, so I can see riots, mutinies or revolts will still need to happen, in order for the greed to stop. 18. Landlord Providing Air-Pollution Houses This is another thing renters have to put up with; old fashioned fireplaces that no longer work properly. No one (the landlord and myself) really knew what the problem was because the flue appeared to be clear. But part of the smoke came out the front, instead of up the flu, plus when I opened the door to add a log, smoke poured out then aswell, so it got worse till it reached the above photo Smokey state. About 12 months later, I had some money so I purchased a split system for the house – I had asked my landlord David Heywood to do something about the fireplace, and he refused. He flat out refused NO, and shaking his head firmly. In fact, I asked him for a split system, but like everything I asked for, he refused. He was totally determined not to spend a single penny on the house, (although he did have to replace the hot water system as it was really old, and broke, aswell as the shower recess had to be replaced, as it had a big crack in it {he actually accused me of jumping up and down in the shower so it would crack – wishful thinking idiot}. Do you see what landlords are like. Over the 10 years, that’s all that landlord had to do, I can count on my hands the number of times I ever contacted them (at one point I suggested that I oil the veranda to get another 10years out of it, as it looked fairly old, but he refused even to pay for the oil (nor did he even mention at that time he was planning on selling it in 3yrs time). So, the number of times I ever even spoke with David and Brenda’s would’ve been less than 10 times over 10 years so, so they both got a pretty good rental tenant in my opinion. (I was prepared to pay for the split system, because this fireplace was unacceptable) but after I had purchased it, THEN the landlord said that they would not charge me rent until the sum of money had accumulated for it, so they in fact would pay for it. I mean, that’s how tight my landlord was -would not outlay for it, I had to pay for it upfront. And my landlord was rich! he retired age 50, a millionaire then some. But, get this, at the time, he said, “oh well you should have asked me before to replace the fire”. OMG that drunk dipsy, I DID!! {I suspect that may be AM PM thing – who’s watching – people are disgraceful if they think no one is watching}. Landlords are “fat cat greedy”, and, who have barely any rules they have to adhere to due to bimbos who work at the RTA or NSW Tenancy Board making up rules to suit the rich. I believe at some point in that time my fireplace was extra smokey, SBS put out a show called “killer homes - is your house killing you” - I’m pretty sure that television show was inspired by my fireplace. I did develop a chest irritation cough. Still have it. Social media wasn’t quite so big back then, but if I had of put this video up on YouTube, I’m pretty sure I could’ve got it fixed there and then. Thank God for the Internet and social media, albeit, ban from a lot of it. And don’t you just love how the tenancy board have no problem sending around those young bimbo rental girls from the real estate‘s to do an inspection every 3 months (a total invasion into my life, and my privacy) and those little girls just love playing Nazi; “could you please move your plant 3” to the left, in case it becomes a problem for the next-door neighbour“, and “you need to obtain permission, if you want to keep a fish tank”……. Yet when it comes to inspections that involve life or death situations within a house, such as a smoke problem or the mould problem; do they actually do anything about that? About protecting tenants EVERY 3 MONTHS? No!, they don’t! They do fuck all - they are greedy little paper pushing clueless, bitchy bimbos. My neighbours are still stealing from me too. Its rental related. I wrote a letter to the Tenacy Boards: {btw, these people made my Sarina landlord fix the mould problem, eventually – and it was because of this letter} Dear Moron RTA women, Since you seem to be clueless about Human Nature, I have decided to email you and clue you in. One rental that I was living in, had a fireplace that when in use, omitted smoke, it was either a case of freeze to death in winter or put up with smoke. Of course I chose not to freeze and had to put up with the smoke; after 10 years of living in this house, I now have asthma and a whole heap of hot/cold related health problems, which a lot of people put down to the fireplace smoke. SBS ran a whole series on it; at the time: “Is your house killing you?” The current rental that I live in now, has extreme mould issues, it does not have proper cross air ventilation, which I believe is required by law in any dwelling. So, while you send your stupid little Nini bimbo rental girls around every three months to do an inspection on my personal living habits (and who love playing little girl Nazi), what the fuck are you doing about protecting the lives and health of tenants? FUCK ALL IS WHAT YOU DO. You goddamn greedy paper pushing bimbos. Get your arse into gear, and get some morals. 19. and 20. Australian streets are starting to look much better, finally. And Some councils are getting it right, some still are not screenshot of a street in Apple Maps, with no powerlines – a sweet little street, and I said “ I love streets without powerlines, finally they are burying them, well some councils are” But then the next day, I saw another brand-new street, and it had NOT buried its powerlines, so I angrily said something along the lines of “ Think you little council Mongrels” the photos are here. I want to add something else, probably not the best example below of a street with houses, but you can imagine a typical street, I can’t fit any more images in here. It’s like these houses have been designed for the pedestrian, for someone walking past so they can check out everyone’s house as they go past, It’s really bizarre, as well over half of them, aren’t even facing the right way - they’re just facing the street. There hasn’t been any thought to the SUN at all. So much wasted light and heat potential. I mean, I could say wake up builders, but, really, I have to say, wake up council, wake up town planners, wake up architects, and wake up every day people who are paying for these houses to be built. Start thinking. I know it’s difficult, I struggle too, but housing is worth the extra thought. 😁 21. Septic Solutions - Typical cement septic tank with the drip overflow diverted into a dug-out At Rangari, that house had a typical cement septic underground tank. It worked brilliantly, there was an overflow, and I channelled the overflow into a kind of dug-out pond out the back paddock – about 10m away, it took a week or two to dig out, but I did it after rain, so the soil was nice and soft, easy to dig, I don’t remember it being tooo hard, but I know digging is very strenuous, and you have to ‘bend ze knees’ – or I guess you could hire a bob cat or something. It was actually wheel-barrowing the dirt away, to around the other side of the garden, that was WAY too hard. Even though the overflow dripped out clear water, it was still ‘dirty’ water (called “black” water) - perfect for that pond. The plants I put in and around, absolutely thrived, it was very ornamental, and had no smell at all, infact it was one of the most lush, beautiful and tranquil parts of the garden, I highly recommend doing if you have an existing cement septic. I would say even, better do to this on your plot rather than have councils pipes take it away – waste nothing. Also, it only works because I did not use any harsh chemicals. It took water from the loo, kitchen (including dish-draw), and laundry. I just had to slightly change, to ‘reduced phosphates’ laundry powder (Biozet), and my cleaning products consist of vinegar and Tea Tree oil. It seemed to be able to handle the Dishwasher powder, I could not find any “green” washing powder for the dishwasher, but the cheaper one was fine, thankgoodness, as it is expensive. {The cheaper washing machine powders DO NOT WORK, they have huge amounts of bleach and will kill all the good bacteria, no more top brand labels. Actually, I think they changed that, as when I moved from Sarina I had no choice but to buy the cheap one, I used it on the garden and so far so good – see what happens if you write a blog about your life!} It is really easy to go “green” you don’t have to sacrifice anything or ‘work’ harder to be cleaner. I recommend too, only using tank water, and not town water, as that has chlorine in it, plus I know locally it is sourced from a river that has waste overflow. Tank water is by far superior anyway to town water. Tanks are essential on every house x4, and hiden away from the zombies. I found in our hot summers, the water would get really low, especially as the Tortured Willow grew, and it would be good if 2 people inhabited the house for that extra water run-off. But on the other hand, in winter it was always full, I think I recall I hooked up the pump once or twice and hosed the water out onto my orange trees, who absolutely loved it and took off. Plants in the septic water: Louisiana Iris – ‘Jeri’ (I planted 1, it only took a few years for them to take off) Zantedeschia aethiopica - Arum Lilly (not a weed threat in Gunnedah or many parts of Australia) Vallisneria gigantean – Eel Grass (I started off with that, but don’t ask me about it, I kind of forgot about it as the beautiful Iris took over, it may have still been there or may not have by the time I was forced to leave). Plants outside on the edge: Salix matsudana ‘tortuosa’ - Tortured Willow Chorisia speciosa – Kapok Tree Rosa floribunda ‘Shocking Blue’ Rosa floribunda ‘Fiona’s Wish’ And mowing the grass around there made it look really good I saw some animals / birds / insects, come and go from time to time, they were always disappointed, because on closer inspection, they could see the water was septic and not fresh for them. But I put a large birdbath in for them near the house. I think Queenslanders need to read this, as doing this, is 50million times better than having the overflow, flow into the creeks – which I have observed, happens on mass, up here, and is truly disgusting – I am from well-established NSW, and newsflash, “we don’t do that anymore” it’s bad for the environment, and ends up in the oceans. I personally can’t believe they’re still, not only allowed to do it, but it hasn’t already been monitored, regulated, and cleaned up - with fines being involved, for anyone who doesn’t get their arse into gear about this issue. It has been well documented the diseases that can occur if septic is in human contact. You know, kids swim in the creeks that have septic overflow just upstream - I’ve seen it with my own eyes. Not to mention people also swim at the beach where it ends up. I bet there would be septic overflows, that would go into the street run off as well. Why more people don’t utilise their toilet, laundry and kitchen waste water, is just weird to me, water is precious, every drop counts. And if you do this, it’s like you’ve got an abundance of free water for the garden. So, I sit here and hope someone might read this and contribute to making their bit of the world a little better, although as I hear one of my neighbours who seem to do nothing all day but harass me and have no morals, its those kinds of personalities that are destroying this planet with their carelessness and thoughtlessness. So I really wonder if anyone else gives a dam about the environment at all? 22. Worm Toilet and Compost Septic System This was another photo story I had up on Facebook before I was ban. (mmm, what a terrorists story – Australian Tv industry – you are stupid.) This was a popular click, because I said that this method was one of the best methods if you don’t have much water, and you live on a farm or in an area where you can do this; so, you can reuse your waste water, whilst at the same time, obtaining valuable nutrients, as well as composting your waste food, and lawn clippings! BRILLIANT As a renter, I have lived in quite a few different places with different set ups, and while I lived on a farm that had this particular set up – I observed, it was “really good”. What made it so good, especially in comparison to a waterless compost loo, was the fact that it was clean and ‘normal’ – like it works exactly the same as a typical flushing loo. It’s quite amazing how the water kind of bursts from the tank below, up onto the ground with no pump, I’d further like to see if that could be taken further up into a high tank up at roof height, so then you could put a tap on it and control that compost water better, - I’m not sure if that would work? That compost water is basically liquid gold for your garden and vege patch, fruit trees, but it needs to be used pretty much straight away, because if it’s left sitting around, it forms a yucky stench, and it’s definatly not to be used directly on any leafy vegetables that would cut the same day, and eaten. So, you need to be aware of these things, a lot of people just bumble along. I live on a place now where I have a waterless compost loo, that doesn’t use any water at all (except I have a bidet set up, which works brilliantly, not too much moisture). So, this loo needs to be physically emptied and cleaned every 2-3 months or so. (Which is quite disgusting). But also, and it can get fairly “live”, with rambunctious bugs and insects, that spill over from your bathroom to the kitchen - some health hazard issues. I am pretty sure I developed Thread worms, as a result of this loo. Maybe, I feel like that system just needs to be further developed, because the compost obtained is brilliant, and I can keep a bucket under the overflow outside to catch the drips, which is the liquid gold bit, makes any plant that gets some, grow like wildfire. Maybe a bigger drop is needed, like a bigger barrel at the bottom on ground level, with a 2m shute up to the loo, which could only be on a raised house or 2nd story? But then there still would need to be an easy way to remove the compost after 6mnths, so that you also did not have to clean, as in hose out anything like the filter (flyscreen gauze) that stops larger particles falling into the overflow pipe. I did live on a farm once where there was a normal cement septic tank, which worked brilliantly there was an overflow, and I channelled the overflow into a kind of dug out pond out the back paddock, which had lots of water plants around it and in it (you should have seen the Louisiana Iris) even though the overflow came out clear, it was still ‘dirty’ water - perfect for that pond, it was very ornamental, and had no smell, infact it was one of the most lush and tranquil parts of the garden, I highly recommend if you have an existing cement septic. There was another place I lived where the overflow from the cement septic tank was underground, they had dug out, perhaps cricket sized pitch area, and then backfilled it with rocks, so 60cm deep, and covered with soil on top of rocks, so you could not see it. After, I’d say maybe 12 months of living there, I could faintly see a green patch emerge. It was along that patch that I put all 8 fruit trees, 4 either side placed alternate. So, you would have to be silly not to reuse your waste water in my opinion - it’s a valuable source of water, and most plants love it. Of course, you have to be healthy, and only eat healthy food, no processed garbage, try to stick to organics. No chemicals. No condoms in the loo! Btw, when I moved to Sarina, all the septic overflows in the area, flow directly into the local creeks – so disgusting, you can’t swim in the creeks here. 23. DIY worm waste aerobic compost septic system - turning all household waste into liquid gold I knew some girl couldn’t resist! I find it when there is a chance of competition, suddenly people (male and female alike) come out of the woodwork, and try to show me how bloody good they are!! (I love it); So, yesterday I was attempting to draw my own diagram of a Worm Waste Aerobic Compost Septic System, and well, it was a good attempt, but in the middle of the night I awoke to realize, there were some issues, like the water has to flow through and under before exiting. Then low and behold, this morning, I find this diagram – and its brilliant, much better than my first attempt. This ones shows everything in good detail, I would think it perfect. The only thing I am curious about, is, it does not show a gravity up flow option. I have lived on a property that’s had this/similar system installed, and the waste water would rise out of the ground, in a pipe, it was gravity fed – it was like magic! So, I could attach a hose to the pipe, (it was just at soil level), then I could water the whole backyard – at least a 200m radius - which was wonderful. It was like a leave and let soak option. Especially good for an orchid. The plants absolutely loved this liquid, my vegetables were so prolific on this water, the water was full of composted nutrients – worm casts. It is a little time consuming doing it this way, as it is a constant flow. I determined (as I have lived on quite a few farms all with varying septic systems), that this septic is by far, the superior way to do it – especially if you live in areas where there are droughts, and water may be limited. Like pretty much all of Australia. There is basically zero waste on this system, zero waste water and zero waste nutrients/organic matter. Ofcourse, you have to use bio friendly cleaning products (easy to do). This system is really that good, I think this system ought to be mandatory for every new build – especially in QLD, a lot of QLD homes have their septic overflows going into creeks, that go into the nearby ocean. It is a little backwards up here in this regard, its like they never got the memo “we don’t do that anymore”. Forget about farmers over fertilizing their sugarcane, what about all those septics! The image above is from Zen Plumbing - www.zenplumb.com/onzite , unfortunatly based in America, and unfortunatly, they don’t operate in Australia. I did find 2 in Australia, one does not install in QLD, and the other wanted $26,400, when I winged they said they could do it for $9,900. Both of them are dogy as hell, total dishonest thieving hippi types. I would not deal with either, and don’t recommend them. But both have the gravity fed option. So, I was wondering just how high that gravity pipe could rise, maybe I could put it into a holding tank, then use a pump (or gravity, if high enough) to irrigate - that way I could have much better control on how that precious water is managed. A better ‘time management’ thing too. So, this diagram doesn’t seem to show any information about a gravity fed system. I mean possibly if you blocked the pipe where it says ‘y junction’, so water rises there (where it says line washout), though I don’t see how it would choose to go up there by itself? Why would it not rise up the wind turbine pipe? So that’s the only thing, I am unclear about, I will see if I can find out. 24. Odd Request Dear Cooktown Council, my name is Emily Bieman, I once resided in Gunnedah, but now reside in GinGin Queensland, but I’m looking to live in the tropics, I’m looking for somewhere to rent: my current rent is $180. Now, why am I emailing you, you ask, why do you care and how impossible would it be to find somewhere for $180 a week? What has it got to do with you Cooktown council? I can tell you, whereever I go, whereever I live, the local council in the area, suddenly gets an abundance of Government money to do all of their local roads, their budget basically triple quadruple‘s. And I know if I move to Cooktown, exactly the same thing would happen. There’s no written proof, don’t bother looking into it, except, if you want to have a look at Gin Gin‘s new main street, that’s pretty much proof, as well as Gunnedah‘s new streets and roundabouts. You might be someone in the know, if so, if you could find me somewhere to live that was suitable for me at $180 a week. Soon as my lease expires, after the summer, in May, I’ll be up there in a flash (so no rush) 😁 Kind regards, Emily Bieman No joke 0423 268 008 I never heard back from them!! 25. Bruises from Moving on my OWN I took a photo of my old lady legs covered in bruises 26. Inadvertent Government Granted Permissions for Real Estates to obtain Private Information This is a dodgy property management business, posing as a rental business; so, they can get all your financial information, they are called “Renting Here”, it’s a pop-up shop. They also post listings on realestate.com using the form one and form two rental applications. It is a total scam business. And in my opinion, a legit Real Estate agent, should also not be allowed to ask these financial questions, in order to protect people from businesses just like this one. And let’s face, it it’s none of a Real Estate agents business, what someone’s income is. It’s like it’s the excepted ‘norm’ and no one has stood back, and said “oh wait a minute, this is a total invasion of privacy, they ACTUALLY don’t need to know this information, and it’s none of their business.” You know, I just can’t believe the absurdity of these rules, that those self-declared self-important Real Estates agents, have come up with. It’s reminiscent of that guy who back in the day, the last century, horse and cart times, he put a toll on the road, he was like the first guy ever to do it, and he just said that it was a government toll, and they had to pay, or they could not pass. And people didn’t even question him, they just paid the toll and went on their way - it’s exactly the same kind of thing, it’s like data, invasion of privacy, and over controlling, is the made-up toll. They just want to be tyrannical. No one has done anything about it. Well, for all those people who want to be Hero’s, go and become a politician, because, polies can actually do something about this. A real estate should not have the right to ask about any financial details at all. NOR do they need to know previous address’s. There needs to be significant rule changes when it comes to protecting renters especially. 27. Warning about Body Corporates - Powertripper Take Overs So I’m having a personal outrage crisis here this morning; after discovering what some rich person has done; Prompted to go onto realestate.com after my landlord hiked up my rent by $40 per fortnight, (which I was not too impressed about, considering a mortgage would be half the price of this rent), but the banks refuse to give me a mortgage (discriminators who want poor ‘victims’ to have to pay rents to rich people, so they can get richer – BLATENT DISCRIMMINATION on behalf of the banks in Australia. BLATENT) So, I just happened to catch this particular listing, as this was one of the cheapest in the state; so, some rich person has purchased the above land and have divided it up into allotments, and are selling a smallish bush block. If you do not mind a remote area, then you might initially think this is a pretty good deal, like I did, however there are at least 2 factors about the area, that makes it not such a good deal. The first one is; the person who owns it, has decided to call themselves a body corporate, {they must have purchased it from the government a few years back or at any rate purchased more land around their initial purchase since, once they had figured out how to make money from it, even after its been sold on}. Such a scam; So, a Body Corporate has a lot of power and say over the people who live there, tangible and not so tangible. Plus, they charge money annually. {personally, I’m really not sure how they can get away with doing that – as far as I am concerned, it is blatant money-making theft.} And this is mainly what I’m so outraged by this morning, I mean owners have to pay rates to Council, same as anyone who buys a house and land, and as you can see above, I attached the rates and body corporate annual fees that were included on the listing of this property {Realtors sneakily normally DO NOT include the annual rates for that area in a listing – they should as I have noted Google and councils are trying to overcharge ‘new’ people}. As you can see, the body corporate fees are just as much as council fees – so a buyer of this lot, would be paying twice the amount they should be. I know there are some complexes in Australia, that have extensive gardens etc that demand body corporate fees, but for a bush block as above, that has NO UPKEEP OR MAINTENANCE - it’s up to the person who purchases it to maintain it, so the body corporate here is a moneymaking scam {I have read before, that this rich person purchased the land some years ago and built a resort – the resort failed, and it was turned into units for sale (along with body corporate fees for that resort area -there is cleared land and dams that are mown). I believe a few of them at any rate have sold, as they were available to rent short term last year – I guess holiday makers purchased them, to rent out in the off season? But in the rental crisis they have doubled in price, plus there are no pets allowed, and there is no water. Which brings me to my number 2 reason, THERE’S NO WATER - water being of utmost importance to me at any rate. It’s very dry in this area, but particularly when there’s a drought on. It seems to me this is just some rich person wanting to go on a power trip to ‘Lord over’ low-income people who could afford these bush blocks, in this remote area. It reminds me of the women who banned me from Facebook, they want to feel superior to me; the same as this owner of this land, is trying to feel superior to the people who purchased those blocks by being able to charge them all that money and make up rules for them. An entitled hoitytoity going on a powertrip, trying to lord over other people. It’s quite disgraceful. It also reminds me of my past landlord, when she had tired her boyfriends of all her antics, I noted she now is using her 12yr old son to ‘lord’ over, and do her work around her rental. No one talks about it, so there is blatent power tripping going on. (Her son will grow to resent her in the future, and in turn take out his frustrations on someone else, someone just like me). I have seen it, experienced it. Even if the CBA bank changes their mind, and gives me a home loan, (or I find a different lender – one that does not discriminate and can CLEARLY SEE), I most definitely wouldn’t purchase any land or house, that had a body corporate. In my near 50years, I’ve had experience with body corporate, even as even as a renter, they make an impact, and not only with the expense side. It’s the impact they make on your life from day to day with their powertripping rules – it’s huge and unwanted. They can be extremely antagonistic, and anyone they don’t like, they can sabotage. They are truly a disgrace; they are the ones who should be banned. They negate the whole reason why some one would want to purchase THEIR OWN place. 28. You Really Need to get this Right re Roof Insulation This simple layer of insulation on the new veranda roof, in top photo {but used on whole house roof}, makes the difference between needing the fan on at night only 2 or 3 nights on the hottest in summer, as opposed to near every night in January and February with no insulation or poor old fashioned bats. That insulation is not that expensive when compared to the amount of electricity you save on cooling, plus the mere simple “pleasant” atmosphere is creates is pricelsss, so don’t skimp you little cost cutters. Actually that house above may have had insulated roofing panels aswell as the silver layer of insulation – should have asked at the time… 29. Way too many Design Companies and Hardly any Construction Companies - Due to a Lack of Organisation Again, prompted to look at my options when it comes to new homeownership, I have discovered yet another big area of inadequacy in Australia, and that are the numerous companies that sell these kit homes, but the catch being, they don’t do any of the construction. There are so many companies selling these plans and kit homes with materials, literally hundreds of thousands of designs to choose from - yet none of them offer a build. And in Australia, that’s what we need. We need someone to literally build them. I did a Google search for builders, and compared to the dozens if not 100’s of kit home companies, I didn’t get any builders coming up in my area. I had a couple of carpenters, a chippy, someone who claimed he did ‘construction’ but when pressed, he said he doesn’t do kit homes, and then further when pressed, he said he doesn’t know anybody that would do a kit home. The only builder in the area he knows, does houses from scratch. I did give that guy a call, no response back so far. Well, it is obvious there is a shortage in this area. It seems to me, these kit home companies are lazy, and I just doing the easy part. I myself have designed an affordable home design, check my blog. It’s the actual construction where businesses are needed. We need someone to be organised enough that they can build these supposedly easy to construct self-build kit homes, that’s what most of them advertise, “easy to understand and build yourself” I suspect the reason why this industry is completely unorganised with this inbalance of design versus construction, is because there are not enough women involved in the overall big picture. After all, it is women who are the most organised. When it comes to men, they can be pretty hopeless in this area. You have to get organised and establish construction businesses, and not so many design businesses. You have to look where the demand is, and not where you would prefer to work. Of course, having said that design is of at most importance, but there are so many good designs, we have a better understanding of functionality now than ever before. 30. Just Look at what this Person at Mackay is Doing, to CASH IN on the QLD rental crisis So, as my realtor has just put my rent up by $40 per fortnight {yeeeaaaah like I can afford that – not!} I looked on RealEstate.com for a cheaper rental, and this is the cheapest one close by, for the same rent price as my current rent now. JUST LOOK AT IT. It is somebody’s pool cabana that they are trying to pass off as a rental!! When you read the description, it doesn’t even have a kitchen! Can you believe this disgraceful situation - brought about by rebellious Australian politics. Who is in power at the moment, Anthony Albanese. – Anthony, you may wish to actually start building some NRAS housing all up North QLD A1 areas – as in 30,000 at least is needed. And by the way, last week, when my realtor emailed me announcing another inspection, the email was deleted shortly after I opened it. Deleted from my outlook - and I believe Apple have devised a new feature where they can do this, that is delete emails that have already been sent. So, I assume that must’ve happened, - and as their previous inspection was within the same three months period, (which is not allowed), I assume they realised they had made a mistake, and so deleted it. But when this latest rent increase email came through 9:30 last night, the same thing happened, the email was deleted so I thought, they’ve made another mistake, and deleted it again. But this morning, it was back in my email outlook!! Absurd. - I can assure you, they have still made a mistake! Although this realtor out of my 30years of renting, has been the only one that has been cool with pets, so I don’t want to dish them too much! J But there was a black-out here yesterday around 345pm, I suspect they were responsible. Renters have a rotten deal in life. As I’ve mentioned before on my blog, (I think I mentioned it in my “solar panels not contributing to Electricity Bill by Essential Energy” photo story). But I had a huge problem with the power being switched off (blackouts), when I lived at Rangari, over those 10 years. And every time the power went out, something would be stolen. (The point of turning the power out, was because I had 8 CCTV cameras, and so if the power goes out, so did the cameras, and the thieves had carte blanche, particularly if I’m not home. So eventually, it was like a queue for me; whenever the power went out, or I had arrived at home and saw the clocks flashing to indicate the power had been out, then I would know, that something had been taken. (One thing happens, followed by another; always, over 10 years; dozens and dozens and dozens of blackouts). But they did it twice when I was living at Gin Gin too (1500km north of Rangari). And now they’ve done it twice here. Although I no longer have cameras attached to the power. But the first time it went out here, I had a Petunia stolen from the car port area. I believe ‘they’ were doing signs, acknowledging my “learnt que”. So, it went out yesterday too, and, I suspect it was because, it’s the rent increase; stealing from me via rent. Which they definitely are. It is outrageous the rent prices in Queensland, it is total theft, and pure greed from all the landlords in Queensland. Life Stories P9 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9(this) . LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Page 4 Certain retailers and Australian post making my life difficult.jpg other business using my name to sell its fabrics - online thieves.jpg more food stolen out of freezer.jpg pen on string has gone missing again.jpg Port Macquaries Your Discount Chemist online thieves, again.jpg another 2 spatulas stolen in 2020, and 1 in 2019 .jpg suspected visiting neighbours kids stole hose sprayer then returned it week later.jpg WAX PRODUCT THAT DOES NOT WORK - this retailer is stealing from you.jpg Whole heap of beautiful pale pink paint stolen.jpg Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management care plan papers STOLEN.jpg knitpro stolen cable.jpg stolen knitting needle reminder.jpg Tank overflow kit BRANDNEW stolen.jpg Budget Truck thieves stole 680 dollars NO CONVICTION.jpg more stealing from ebay.jpg fake courier or one that just refused to deliver my dishwasher.jpg OMG these chineseAustralian ebay sellers are so dodgy.jpg STOLEN BRICK.jpg $60 Brandnew 500ml bottle of Rosemary essential oil hair care STOLEN.jpg stolen chocolates.jpg secateurs stolen.jpg The richest women in Gin Gin - they are stealing my food from my fridge.jpg Council Men in Beeping Trucks and who do Signs.jpg MICROSOFT DOG NERDS WASTING MY TIME WITH CAPTCHA NOT WORKING.jpg champagne sunglasses STOLEN - another pair of sunglasses.jpg Page 4 NEXT 1 2 3 4 (this) 5

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Some of the items stolen from me, while I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs, when I realized I was being targeted by same people. So, there are heaps of items not written down. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would always be stolen too. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, especially after about the 200-300th item, and, because, "how dare someone steal from me!" And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in, all people, cannot handle an angry woman, at all - and that's just on paper! I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. I would like to say, it is completely dysfunctional to be so scared of an angry woman. And so, I’ve had to rewrite and reword some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho. But I did want to really portray how angry I was, and still am, and how much of the thief’s dysfunction, was passed across to me, in my now new attitude of "everyone can go fuck themselves". Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken, and I’ll not forget nor forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. 1. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of 22 dinner plates fro m my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to ebay staff; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherit these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour. Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer) He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it) But anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can. But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; see we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it. So this kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the verander - if you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. (I did not take the watering can with me) Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I had to purchase replacements, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. I’ve had one bowl taken of those new ones (after I had moved location to Queensland). It was later returned, I believe the girl responsible for selling me those, was the one who replaced it, the stolen one is still stolen? But after all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty thievers, far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage) $10000 worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. The next Bunnings one, was one that I had written before I realized their game of trying to get me to steal, so they could have something over me, and feel justified in their thievery - and before I realized about the thief and harrasser's, my friends sister from school / Gunnedah, Rachael Wainbergs older sister (can't recall her name, but she changed it to Cate Rogers). So, I have not deleted this old one, even though the updated one was on my About page, because, I want to portray exactly what a long and tedious ordeal it has been trying to figure out who is stealing from me and why. And HA HA HA you loose, as I am not, nor ever have been a shoplifter - YOU BIMBO MORONS ha ha ha aha ahaha ha ha ha hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahha! Actually I think this situation has more to do with the perpatrators being "sluts" or really being made to feel like one, when they compare themselves to someone is who is celebate. They are totally nuts - there is certainly nothing wrong with being 'indiscriminate' in the lonely long night of life, if that's what you want. 2. Bunnings Hardware Network of Female Thieves - Story before I realized about their Evil Entrapment Plan Here is my retailers stealing from me story: (before I thought it was because of that pin – it has been a long and stressful process of determining who is stealing from me) Retailer stealing from me: I’m not talking about overcharging at the checkout (some do that {woollies Gunnedah – put items through twice} But I literally mean following me home and stealing from my house or sending in “dogs” to steal from my house, when I’m in store, as they know my house will be vacant. This is been going on for some time and not only shops from when I’m physically visiting them, but online shops are stealing from me as well. At first, I thought it was just Bunnings (the Bunnings bimbos) stealing from me, as it was very clear every time I would shop at Bunnings something would be stolen, they know when I go to their store, my house is empty, so that they can just call someone and send them in to the house to steal (they have many connections) – they turn the power off first so my CCTV does not catch them. I come home, clocks are flashing and something, usually 1 item of no real monetary value has been taken. And there was very suspicious and dodgy staff would follow me around the shop whenever I went there, they would try and play God with voice-over microphone/music, sometimes they would do jokes, sometimes they would a plot traps to try and piss me off so I have to walk all the way up to the other end of the store to get help - they’re just generally bored nuisance bimbos, over a 10 year period, (Tamworth Bunnings) and by the way I would’ve spent about $40,000 instore over that 10 year period, and they would’ve stolen about $10,000 worth of stuff from me, so this is not just a trivial matter I’m talking about here I’m talking about a big petty crime network. (Btw, I can clearly remember some of those female staff, I have a very clear image of who you are, even though I don’t know your names, and it’s just really unfortunate I don’t know your name because I would certainly be naming and shaming you if I did, and most unfortunate I did not get a photo of you, if I had a photo I would be putting a photo up of you online -your behaviour is disgusting get a brain you stupid dog, one of them was kind of butch looking (not gay) and had a blonde piggy tail – the blonde piggytail bit was stolen - BLONDE PIGGY TAIL) -this was before I wear a bodycam, I wear bodycam now, and it’s made a huge difference to my shopping experience, and I can actually go through a store without being verbally abused) Having said, that I’ve recently noticed and looking back over the years as well, it’s not only Bunnings Bimbos, it’s all retailers. I will go so far as to ALL. For instance, if I buy some seed online, my seed tray was stolen. I bought a torch from Kogan online, my torch was stolen (my other torch- you can never have too many torches) I bought some fabric from Spotlight, my capri pants pattern was stolen and later 2 silicone spatulas and some herb tea in a Bromoil Rocco Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar was taken from my kitchen, I purchased some hose fittings from Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose o rings and awl were stolen. So, I, can most definitely see a pattern forming, you’d have to be as blind as a bat not to see it. I’ve had to take great care whenever I go out, to put not only my CCTV camera on, which by the way is pretty hopeless because they just turn the power off, but now there is new technology and I can have cameras that don’t rely on electricity, they can last all day, easy so it’s just a matter of remembering to turn them all on and take the proper security precautions every time I go out and I’m talking about every time I go out, even if it’s for a couple of hours outside gardening, or having a shower, cameras have to be on. As you can imagine this is a huge nuisance and I’m just left wondering what the hell is wrong with this country, anyway I recommend not having kids. Of course, I never set foot in Bunnings, but unfortunately the girl at the local hardware here steals from me too – a general hardware problem, I only shop online now – of course they try to steal my mail, currently working on that (was banned from the local Post office as a result of trying to do something about it - thieves) and I am pretty sure, online retailers have started stealing from me too – copycats. 0h, that skinny girl with brown hair and freckles, could be Charlotte Powel, apparently, she was a bully at NEGS – what a stupid dog, she is going to be in major karmic dept to me. (Plus, she has ties to my neighbours the Carters – bullies) Of course, I suspect my neighbours have something to do with it, I know they did when I was living at Rangari, Heath Barwick and Emma Finlayson. (Heath used to steal from my brother when they were at school, his friend!!) And my new neighbours David Hooker, he built this house, he knows how to remove the back door to gain entrance, plus he is sore at my landlord for not paying the final payment on the construction of the house – I found out she didn’t pay it because he did a total dodgy job, and I as a tenant living here, I can see what a bloody dodgy job he did, there are holes everywhere, and I concur with my landlord, she should not have paid him any final sum. Why he has to take out his annoyance with her on me, tells you a lot about this person - idiot. And I suspect he or Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, part shut my gate when I moved in, so I would hit the moving truck with it ($800 damage) he did it because (I heard the removalist say “he is on our side” – I was not sure what he meant when he said it, but I know now, as later when I paid the removalist, Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, I made a mistake with my calculations and underpaid him, he never said anything at the time (problem) but later I realized my error and texted him I would pay the rest the following day. But it was too late as either Andrew or David part shut the gate in retaliation – USELESS STUPID HICS. No conviction. So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupide people to act all ‘bad’, and to come up with ways to steal, I strongly suspect he, that whole family (his daughter and son-in-law, who live there are stealing from me (I would say the wife has no idea) btw, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. Infact this is so true, I know I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! 3. White Seedless Grape vine Stolen by Bimbo Ideas Girl This was stolen by some unknown girl who gave me the idea of doing some grape cuttings to sell, which I thought was a good idea, so I did. And this stupid dog of a girl thought she then had the right to steal one of them, because it was her idea. HEY bimbo, you do not have the right to steal my plant or anything of mine. If you want to discuss the situation with me, I am all ears, farmplantsandseeds@gmail.com I’m guessing this particular girl who latches onto people mainly to steal their thoughts and ideas, because she doesn’t usually have any thoughts or ideas of her own, so she has finally come up with a good idea, and she’s been so pleased with herself, as it so rarely happens, that she has stolen my grape as proof to herself! (it could have been a politician, or a politician trying to save the bimbo woman.) She just hasn’t figured out that if she wants a grape plant, she actually has to purchase it, or be gifted it - she can’t just steal it. Also, by the way, I have had quite a few plants taken from my shade house just like that grape, including at each new location I have lived. Plus, when I did my TAFE horticulture course at the Gunnedah TAFE, several plants were stolen out of the TAFE Gardens. I recall planting a couple of spare plants I had there, along the sidewalk, then returning the next day to see them ‘disappeared’. It seems plant theft is big amongst bimbo women. Wakey Wakey Women – your are meant to be responsible enough to earn equal pay, this shows me you ARE STILL NOT WORTHY OF EQUAL PAY. 4. Car Jack Stolen out of my Car when parked at Mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to D ecorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots? but I’m pretty sure my letter would have got tossed out. So, for my current situation now, I make no apologies, except, as I mentioned, I’ve been handicapped in my foot, and I know it was done deliberately, possible, because I said the word fucking idiot – to myself about some fucking idiot. So, I expect to be compensated for it! I still have not been, still can’t walk for longer than 20 minutes, and have been refused Disability 3 times. 5. Ariat (stamped) Shoe Brush, (used), Stolen out of my Shoe Kit at Rangari 2017 (Can you believe those jealous bimbos) Stolen from house at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW, 2017 aprox (Similar to this one , only nicer, my money is on Peter Longs daughter, no CONVICTIONs) Btw, the brush came with this bag, but they did not take the bag, they must have missed it ha ha. Also, much later, a “little birdie”, whispered to me; people steal my good quality items, particularly any designer brands, because of Robert Cull. Now, Robert Cull was a landlord of mine at Bulga farm, for 4 years. Shortly before I moved there, he himself had only just moved into the large farm homestead with his new wife; as he just inherited it. Bulga Station, as it’s known, is a huge farm in Gunnedah, one of the biggest and one of the best soil. Now before that, Robert was living in my same rental house there, opposite the homestead, before I moved in. And it was fairly unkept, typical of a single man. I made the simple observation, that this guy, had probably just been bumming around doing odd jobs here and there, farm hand stuff, all his life, and then suddenly, he inherits a multimillion-dollar business / career, with large house and wife to boot. So, I didn’t say anything about my observations, just wondering exactly how deserved of a person was he, for this fantastic win-fall - not that I didn’t like him or we clashed in anyway, in fact out of all my landlords, they both, probably were the most ‘normal’ and healthy ones, that I’ve had. But I kept my personal opinions to myself, however, I suspect someone (as in, a not very savvy dog personality), got wind of my thoughts, and, thought that I was implying, perhaps, that Robert is not deserved of such a win-fall, and so then this person has decided to “play sides”, (just like a STUPID DOG would, I have to repeat that - this is EXACTLY what DOGS do, they take some minor passing thought, and turn it into something untrue. DOGS are the most stupid creatures in this country, you cannot trust them, ever.). Anyway, and so they have proceeded to steal anything of good quality or is a designer brand, of mine, implying that I am the one not deserved of any good quality items – read my story called “The Big Jelly Baby Scam”. So, I am thinking possibly it was his kids? They were both young, and as I recall the older one was quite disrespectful (in the, ‘not very well bred’, kind of way). Maybe they heard my observations and decided to hold a grudge against me (as stupid young gung-ho men do? And the whole thing has escalated out of control with every stupid blonde hoping on the band wagon - The Big Jelly Baby Scam. Btw, the brush came free with the shoes – I did not inherit such a win-fall! I just believe in the importance of proper foot wear, possibly another reason why they attacked my work boots with the hole, infact the more I think about that, the more it must be true, as Peter Long had major issues in regards to money and designer brands / good food, such as I had - (read my Tyre Sabotage Story). If you talk to someone long enough, eventually they give themselves away. “who do you think you are with all those Berries and Fruit tree plants” {I note as I am older, with my foot widening and developing a higher top arch, Ariat only slightly offers such a new fit, with their ‘c size’ being a wider fit), but really, they do not make shoes for an older foot, they prefer young and still ‘streamline’ beautiful.}. You know that whole town as gone to the dogs - and I bet that whole extended Long family is the reason. 6. Swimming Goggles - Stolen from Car whilst Parked at Gunnedah Pool I have a goggle story, but first, by the way, the owner of the pool Mrs Struan, I knew, as I would often accompany mum up to the pool every morning for laps - mum was up at the pool every morning, rain hail or shine, for at least 25 years, so Mrs Struan knew mum very well, she attended mum’s funeral later on. I just wanted to mention that because I know it will totally vex the STUPID girl who stole MY goggles – the stupid narcissistic blonde bimbo who was trying to teach me a lesson of how and where to park – YOU STUPID LITTLE DOG. (I am trying to vex her out of my life - if she knows what’s good for her – stupid. Just unbelievable – who the hell does she think she is? Get off my back YOU STUPID 2ND BORN.) 2ND wild guess. Anyway, I considered myself lucky to have goggles, it makes it much easier if you’ve got goggles, you don’t have to constantly wipe your eyes, and chlorine or salt doesn’t get in your eyes. I do recall a time in my youth when I did a lot of swimming, and mum refused to buy me goggles, I guess she was sticking to her budget with four kids and single income, even though I was pestering and pestering her. Later that year was our swimming carnival, it was a year six, and I (without goggles) managed to win Senior Girl Champion, and I got a big trophy - so it was only after I did that, she finally purchased some goggles!! (Btw my eyes were watering like mad in the final heats of the day, someone asked me if I was crying, as I was hurrying from one race to the next!! Actually I think it was part from the chlorine, but also part from the stress of having to be called back race after race after race, with a lot of pressure, something I had not yet experienced in life. I’m thinking, maybe I was glad I didn’t have goggles, because I wasn’t entirely sure if it was 100% the chlorine, I knew I certainly wasn’t sad in anyway, even though there was certainly no pressure from mum to “win”, they were not those kinds of parents; I could see up to the picnic table, Prue must have told her about my winning streak, and she came down from her champagne picnic spot on the hill to support me!! - there was heaps of attention, all on me, and constant exertion, no time to “collect” my thoughts at all. Such happy memories!! Later when I returned to swimming after I built my 25m pool, I got so slim, and fit, and healthy – plus my shoulders squared up again, I had no back problems and I could use my pool as cold treatment too in winter (I fixed my sore hand that I had stabbed, then my toe that I had stubbed…. But I believe this major good health factor was something furthermore that would vex the dogs, (possibly the same one – pretty sure it would be), it would’ve really incensed the dogs, like “why aren’t you fat and overweight, like so many other poor women in your age who is not married or working in fulltime employment?”. Update 2026 Do you think it was Michelle? Or do you think it was a pathetic COWARD arshole who sent a blonde girl in to distract? LOSER. 7. Fire Trowel, Dust Pan, Stolen on first day of living in New Rental at Rangari This was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out. So, one of the above stole this trowel. This was the first of close to 500 items that were stolen from that Rangari rental in the 10 years I lived there. There is no hope. The only person I know who didn’t take it, was dad. I should mention there is another possibility, and that is the neighbour, Heath Barwick. A ‘little birdie’ later told me, adamantly, that it was David Heywood who was stealing all those small items from me at Rangari (about 500 small items taken). Maybe David was one of those yahoo cowboy country types, who spent their whole young adulthood getting “wasted” and drunk as skunks, like so many young men do, certainly did back in my time. So, this lifestyle has warped his brain into being a grown man thief? Idiot. 8. N.E.G.S. related Theft - plank of hardwood stolen off veranda at Rangari, NSW near Gunnedah / Tamworth This was the first of about 12 pieces of timber stolen from me over a several year period. This is why they were stolen: Before I begin, I believe this dream was brought about from weeding in my garden at Rangari. I noticed as I was kneeling, weeding away, I would get really pissed off. I would have these really angry thoughts, and I stopped one day and thought why on earth am I so angry, all I’m doing here is weeding. It’s not that bad. And it would’ve been that night, when I had this dream; Just remembered a nightmare that I have had since school. About Anna Abbott, the then school principal, who starting using the prefects to arrange seating in Church, so that I would be across from her on one of the pews, that had those hardwood kneelers – to watch ‘face pulling’ whilst I was in a lot of pain in my knees, I remember the then Reverend: Mr Wearne who kept us kneeling once for 11minutes. One day she brought her friend in to watch, that’s what the nightmare was about, the alarm bells must have gone off then in my head “who the hell is that, what she is doing here and why is Abbot and she staring at me. If I had not remembered that dream, I would have gone my whole life not realizing what had happened every Sunday night and Wednesday morning for those 6yrs, and how women abuse children passive aggressively. I recall one day, a girl sitting down from me did not kneel, I looked down the pew as Abbott signalled the girl, then she gestured with her hand, a hand gesture to kneel. One sick bitch. Women really are non-thinking, and that expression ”smart as a whip, but no common-sense” - it’s really true. I did mention this before in my story “Arthritis caused from kneeling at church in school twice a week on hardwood kneelers”, but I did not mention all the stolen hardwood planks – someone else must have pieced together the correlation between kneeling / pain /weeding and that fucked school. You know, you have to let people know about it, or it will continue to happen. You especially have to talk about it with your kids, even if it’s embarrassing or shameful, you still have to say what can happen to you in life, what people are really like, otherwise it will happen to your kids - that’s how it works. A genetic generational thing. BTW, Little birdie told me it wasn’t Anna Abbott who started doing the kneeling thing, it was sheepdog Charlotte Powell, but everybody else saw Charlotte doing it, and everybody else chimed in, including Anna Abbott, so all of those girls should be $$^^$&^$&*&$%, as far as I’m concerned, it’s like bullying is encouraged in Australia, at schools. And by the way, Charlotte continues to bully after school, she must have no life at all. And a fucked mother. 9. Eucalyptus Microcorys - Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN This huge tree grows in the paddock just down from my farm house that I rent. There are quite a few of them all along the water course that runs through the farm. At certain times of the year, especially when it puts on a new flush of foliage, and when the sun hits it just right, it is a stunning tree. The leaves are a particular shade of bright green, they are a little unusual infact, then that together with its brown trunk, it’s just a really pretty mature Gumtree. So, I decided that I should definitely collect some seeds and give people the option of growing this tree if they want. One day I took my rope and managed to lasso a big branch that I could see, and had ready seed capsules on it. It was way up high, in that tree pictured (standing on the back of my Ute – it was a challenge!) I collected a whole heap, and obtained a massive number of seed, that I then started selling online with all my other varieties (at localseeds.com, back then it was ebay). Anyway, someone later broke into my house when I was out mowing, and stole the whole lot - millions of trees worth. I hate people. It could have been the property owner David Heywood, but I doubt it, he and Brenda really had no interest in the farm, aside from their Angus cows, nor did they have any interest in me or what I did. So, possibly even more likely, his daughters? Who I never met. But David and Brenda, now, get this, I am fairly certain, later in retrospect, those two used to steal for me in order to improve their marriage, if you know what I mean, in the kinky sense. I mean how disgusting. (No conviction). But I also suspect people from the horticulture industry are stealing my seeds, and specifically people related to the television industry, as they can see that I have these fresh beautiful tree seeds. And I should mention here, these people, who have been stealing from me, from that industry, sometimes do signs blaming someone by the name of Daniel Salem, they literally do signs, some people won’t understand what I’m talking about here, and just think crazy, but I know that there are plenty who can also see. So, they state it’s Daniel Salem who steals from me, and he’s the stalker harassing me. As you can see from this story, it is quite plainly NOT Daniel Salem, he was a friend of my little brothers from 30 years ago at school. I don’t know this person well, we only met probably twice, we don’t have any kind of relationship at all, and never did. As far as I know he has no interest in seeds or horticulture, unlike a lot of greedy women that I know of, who have such little respect for me, that they steal from me. Women in that area also stole my wool for knitting, plus my Eucalyptus melanophloia seed that I collected from Barwick‘s property was stolen. I also think they are stealing Pima cotton from my Egyptian cotton plants. Goddamn jealous cockanninnie dogs, get off your arse and create your own garden, you non-thinking nitwits. If it was Daniel Salem – he belongs in jail. I would have no time for anyone who has stolen anything from me. Not ever, there is not going to be any “Edward Norton and Helena Bonham Carter” moment. You will have to ask God to forgive you, because I will not be. Also, I collected more of that particular tree seeds from the side of the road, as I was heading over to Tamworth early one morning. But while I was parked out front of the head office at Easters (big landscape shop in Tamworth), in Hume ST (a quiet out of the way street), a tall brunette man broke into my car and stole my gum seeds that I had just collected from Bulga rd, that morning. I did not see the man do it, I just saw a man behaving suspiciously before I entered the water feature shed nearby. I assume it was him. However, when I walked back over to the head office, the people there, about 5 girls, were behaving extraordinarily strange, I believe, because they saw the man break into my car while I was in their water feature shed. - ?? but DID NOT DO ANYTHING – HOPELESS BIMBOS? They either ‘aid and abetted’ him, or wanted to protect him. They are guilty dogs. (Also, the fibreglass trough I purchased from them, sprung a leak a few weeks later) This one was deleted, I had to rewrite. GULITY 10. 4 Wheels AND 4 Tyres, stolen, off my Daewoo car near Gunnedah I told the Gunnedah police about this, it’s a small country town, they could have done something about this, BUT THEY DIDN’T DO ANYTHING. They are bought and owned by the female mafia that run this country. I broke down on the Orange grove rd, just out of Gunnedah , between house no 2272 and 2111 Orange grove rd, Gunnedah (most likely number 2150 or close to it, it was dark). And the house numbers are still not listed on Google Maps for this road. I walked up to that house after the wheel nut or something came loose, the only one with lights on at 7pm or so, asked the guy who lived there for use of his phone, and phoned NRMA, they said they would get out there tomorrow and take it to Ivan, my mechanic. I had to pay him $250 then and there. I then phoned dad and arranged for a pick up back into town the following week to get the car back (I lived 30km out of town). I then asked the guy for a lift to my house, which was about another 2-3km down the rd, if that. Such problems if the car breaks down, especially in rural areas. The guy gave me a lift, (in his brand-new BMW – about a $80000 car). But suddenly half way to my place, he got the shits, as if the 2-3km was suddenly an eternity. I tried to reassure him, but I was not used to dealing with such a display of fluster from a man. Weirdo. We got there, I got my bag out of the back seat, I thanked him, he left. So, the next day, I believe my car was towed into the mechanics. I did not have a phone, so I just assumed it was sorted. But the following week when I went it to Ivans, I discovered that someone had gone to my car in those 6-7hrs before the NRMA turned up, and had stolen, not only the tyres, but all 4 wheels. Can you believe that? Moron thieves. So, the NRMA could not simply tow it, he had to arrange a special truck and crane. Now, in retrospect, I believe that the guy from that house (BMW driver) went back and stole the wheels, since he got the ‘shits’ half way. I also remembered something; (now I believe I had written this down, but I could not find it anywhere?). When I got my bag out of the back, it was easter time, so I had, in my bag a whole heap of easter eggs, I did not think too much about them, just grabbed the bag and got away from the weirdo tantrum thrower as politely as I could. But I think that little boy had seen my easter eggs, and because I did not give him one, that was the final straw in his LITTLE head, that triggered the wheel theft. Such a dysfunction – so undesirable. And btw, any woman who marries such a child – is a foolish moron too. I was used to dealing with a lot of Country farm folk, and people are usually friendly, and only too willing to help in a situation like this. So, this ‘child’ was something new to me. Since he was a BMW driver, I can only assume he was actually a city person pretending to be a farmer. Btw, driving this $80000 car, but his house was an absolute dive, - really – ‘shack like’. A strange priority. And actually – the alarm bells ring, possibly a deliberate sabotage to break down, and stop at this persons house with their fancy new car? Not sure why? He was very strange, and I remember the news was on when I turned up explaining my car situation to him, and it was like he was watching the news trying to see what to do from the news. He was really odd. But later when I was driving with dad somewhere, he also was behaving a little strangely, he something to me about the tyres which did not make any sense, it was actually like a zombie moment for him. Fuck off you dysfunctional morons. Also, around the same time, may have been before, I can’t quite remember; but my car started making a funny noise on that road home one day, and I had stopped to see what it was, something fell off near the wheel right as I was looking, I can’t quite remember if it was a wheel nut or what, but there happen to be someone driving past some farmer, and he stopped, and he saw the problem and fixed it. So that was good I thought, but I also thought at the time, mmm well how convenient that that guy was right there, just at the right time. It seems like a bit of a unlikely coincidence to me. So I’m thinking these two situations are related. Maybe there was two sabotage attacks on my car and someone had seen the “set up” and so sent that farmer out there specifically to help me, which he did, but I guess the second attack, nobody saw so the car broke down? Oh, I should add this to my tyre sabotage story, not 3 but 4, 5 times, plus my foot sabotage – seems to be so many retarded morons who are OBSESSED with me. What the hell is wrong with them? FUCK OFF. Do I need I stamped on my forehead? Stop putting YOUR dsyfunction on me. 11. Rowan Leigh - Never go to music festivals I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined. it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh , a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven, heavenly bliss!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (I so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds too, they come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the path, they would’ve looked in and seen nothing because it was actually a really big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists. I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20s. – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, total retards, boys raised by stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad SHORT people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed the kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. You know when I moved back up to Gunnedah, after working 10 years, it was such a relief to be away from all those people harassing me, and just being general bullies in the workplace. It was really kind of unbearable. I think, most people just must be threatened by me, and act accordingly; I find them rude and disrespectful, it's like they were raised with no morals, just really different from how we were raised in the country and all of our friends. And it's strange that those people have no idea how unbearable they are, and how their way of living their life, could be greatly improved just with some mere values, ethics and morals. It's strange how they could think that they should inflict their dysfunction on other people. Anyway it was really so good to move to Rowan Leigh, it's just too bad that the leeches from Sydney (I bet they were radio music related: such thieves who work for radio stations JJJ) found me at Rowan Leigh. Imagine if I had never moved to Sydney, and had just moved to Rowan Leigh; how different my whole life onwards would’ve been, without those people harassing me and stealing from me? How better it would've been. But, I'm pretty sure I still would've enjoyed my solitude, even if I didn't have people harassing me, but I think the bullying and harassing is that what tips the scales for someone to live in solitude, it's just a simple reaction to an action of others, but with an extra ‘gratefulness’ of being able to be alone. 12. Engine Oil for my Mower – STOLEN 2006 I think this was stolen by the removalists who packed my furniture in Melbourne? (at considerable cost, I do not recommend opting for that kind of service). Also my 2L of Machine oil went missing, (the good type for sewing machines) – it may have been stolen by the Melbourne sewing machine mechanic who serviced my industrial sewing machine at my house, but had to come back as the needlebar fell out – so he may have had a grudge? I have discovered people are dodgy like that, even though it was his fault it fell out. Most people are passive aggressive like that – pathetic. My copper kettle was taken too, but I thought that was taken from a removalist box from 18 henry st, I had not unpacked this box when I moved back from Melbourne, but I think I saw it in there. Those removalists also left the entire contents of the garden shed behind, they just refused to pack it, and did not tell me that they were going to refuse to pack it – IDIOTS. The mower oil may have been stolen by my previous flatmate? Or, actually, maybe I got this mower oil mixed up with another lot of mower oil that was taken in 2016 from Rangari? Who cares. But it was that flatmate, Mat his name was, he did not have a surname, he suggested I go and see a Chiro after I told him about my back pain that I’d been suffering with for months and months, over a year and a half. I took his advice, as I had forgotten how good chiro’s were. When I saw the Chiro, he pretty much fixed it straight away, it was bloody amazing, and my flat mates advice, I’m pretty sure, was the most helpful thing that anyone has ever done for me (a helpful boy!). Before I found that Chiro, I visited the RMIT student chiropractic health centre in Melbourne - and oh my god! I’ve never encountered a bigger bunch of female bimbos in all my life. Do not ever see a female chiropractor - they have absolutely no idea. No idea. 13. STOLEN: My SINGLE TALL Dish Drawer from Fisher and Paykel, value $1200incl del They took whole thing including pine fascard (built in dishdrawer) Sneakily/legally stolen by the female dogs/ incahoots with NorthApp Tamworth, and the repair guy Bret at H&M Refrigeration Gunnedah, and F&P. I bet, older NEGS schoolgirls had something to do with it. They have not been convicted of this crime, as the police do not believe me, and or do not want to stir up any trouble, or bother to get to the truth of the crime, with all parties involved. 2 words SOCIAL MEDIA (actually, I put this up 2years ago, and nothing has happened, that business NorthApp Tamworth still operates, and the thieving dog who works there, still does -she will be stealing from other people now, as I am not there anymore.) This is an email I sent to Fisher and Paykel; To: customer.care@fisherpaykel.com Cc: Fisher & Paykel Senior Consultant Aimee Subject: Fisher & Paykel DD60STI7 Dear Fisher and Paykel, I have a complaint to make. I should’ve done this some years ago, and have instead left negative reviews, and posted images and comments online. As I was recently reading those, I decided that I should most definitely put in a complaint to you, as you are the ones that can actually do something about it. I purchased a dish drawer of yours (Fisher & Paykel DD60STI7), 3 years later it stopped working (IT LOCKED UP) (2016) I took it to Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs, who were the closest authorised repairer to me (Still 1 ½ hrs drive away) That company are completely dishonest, and stole my dishdraw under the guise; they told me they couldn’t repair it unless I pay $1000, and they wouldn’t give me this quote unless I paid them $90 upfront for the cost of the quote, which I paid them. But then they refused to give me the $1000 quote in writing. I have since spoken to other repairers who have said there is no amount of work that needs to be done that would cost $1000 to repair on a $900 dishdraw. Confirming the obvious suspicions, I had. So, this company kept my broken dishdraw, as they knew I had no choice but to use them and pay the $1000, or throw it out, because they were the only repairers in the area. And to drive all the way over there would cost me another $85 in fuel. (Unemployed at the time, and in the meantime relocated to QLD). {I still fantasize about planning a bomb in their workplace}. The person I communicated with mainly by email, about the incident was a woman called Kelly Sleight from Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs, their address is 17 Hawker Rd, Taminda NSW 2340, their phone number is (02) 67625105, email admin@Northapp.com.au {attention activists and terrorists, if your looking for a target – here is one}. By the way I have since found out what the problem on the dishdraw was. The problem had been the filter; it was sticking up slightly, as the plastic had warped, and the arm was banging against it for every load, and it caused a problem. (The draw refused to open and was locked shut due to a child lock, which could easily have been fixed too, they did not know about the child lock, or refused to advise me of this simple problem) they are thieves. So, I believe I just needed to replace the filter and possibly get a new rotor, which would’ve been about $200, and not $1000 +$90. So, this has been blatant theft on behalf of that appliance repairer – you might wish to know, I believe the person who worked at that repairer was the same girl who worked previously at a different repairer (now closed down) who used to steal from customers in the form of overcharging, so she could brag to people in the area, that she could get a free lunch. They’re bloody country hicks in Tamworth. Also, at the time your bimbo call centre girl said, “if that’s what Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs told you, then that would be correct.” NOT CORRECT you stupid bimbo call girl. (That girl I spoke too, may have been a dog that Telstra put me through to – a thieving dog, they work incahoots with Telstra.) I had to purchase a whole new dishdraw, on unemployments, it is the opposite of Robin Hood. Emily Bieman Btw, that call girl from F&P, also said the fault was because of the drain - it has to be raised higher than the unit, if not, it breaks. Well, some years later, I was using the replacement dishdraw that I had purchased on gumtree (bargain price of $250), not quite as good, but still better than doing it by hand! I noticed one day that the drain had fallen to lower than the unit, and had been that way for at least 2 years – and guess what – still working fine. So that would not have been the problem. I made a little youtube of that, see it in my playlist under my name - Emily Bieman 14. Gunnedah Council Roads and Traffic Department Talk about socially retarded. Those imbeciles would seek out good roads in the country, and if they don’t like who lived at the end of the road, (the farmer. Me), they would send out the council graders and put rocks all on the road, under the pretence of “we’re fixing the road”, they were basically destroying perfectly good roads, and people would have to spend hundreds of dollars on new mufflers or new petrol tanks because the underneath of the car would just get totally ripped up by these really badly graded roads. ”oh, I am not married, have no kids, no partner – what on earth will you do? How will you cope OH NO SOMEONE IS NOT CONRFORMING TO YOUR SOCIETAL RULES” Council: “oh we know, we will make her life difficult because she does not conform to OUR WAY OF LIFE – who does she think she is?” Gunnedah Council – YOU STUPID FUCKING IDIOTS - stupid stupid stupid backwards retards. I also think it was related to my car – a little black Daewoo with a red ‘fire stripe’ waving down the whole side of the car. “Look at that, lets chase her, get her get her” – a lot of men – really stupid in this respect (or lack of it). Oooh, I remember my road at Rowan Leigh, the best country road ever, so even and soft, I literally glided along. I don’t think it ever had been graded ever, it was in pristine condition, a long narrow laneway leading up to the farm at the end of the road (dead end) it was sandy smoothness - so good coming home! I loved driving on that road, once I had 10 lorikeets fly with me, they were weaving/waving alongside/infront of my car, as I glided along, magic! Then the grader came out totally destroyed it, cost me hundreds in car repairs. So typical of bitch arsholes, wanting to destroy any type of happiness. You should’ve seen the road they did outside my place at Tulcumbah, a little later on after I moved from Rowan Leigh, to the Orange Grove Road - so bad, I actually took a photo of it at the time, there were just big rocks lying all over the road, and I sent the photo into Council (unfortunately I don’t have the photo any more, it was bad) the council said, it just happened to be a bad mix of gravel - but they didn’t offer to pay for another new muffler I had to get. And as you can see from the photo above, at next Rangari address, when the grader got to my driveway, he just left all the dirt in front of the driveway, so I couldn’t get across without having to move these great big wads of earth - they did it deliberately. They’re arseholes. Every place I moved to in Gunnedah, they would send arsholes out to my road to fuck it up. Retards, in charge of retards. Btw, I do not personally know anyone who works at Council. Nor did I ever complain to council about anything at that point, let alone bad roads; they just came and fucked them up of their own volition. I mean maybe that’s their retarded thinking; we don’t know you, but your single, so we’re going to mess up your road and make your life difficult, we don’t want any single girls happily driving along, we want them pissed off and broke. Just moronic council idiots. GET A BRAIN YOU DRONGOES. Evolve. Oh, just remembered; I used to take my rubbish to the tip when I started living at Rowan Leigh (no roadside garbage in Gunnedah except if you live in town – unlike QLD, there is roadside rubbish collection here EVERYWHERE, its brilliant, no interaction with tip people ever – except if you read my “Coward car and truck drivers playing road games in order to TEACH ME A LESSON” re Sarina Tip, p4) There was a woman who worked at the drive-through section at the tip entrance, this person stopped all vehicles and took everybody’s money for rubbish dumping (which btw, I am very opposed to, dumping rubbish at the tip should be free to encourage farmers to dump their rubbish there, instead of burning it on their farms. HILLBILLY GUNNEDARIANS). Anyway, she would always dress in hot pink, she reminded me of the movie Grease, that scene where they put on the pink ladies jackets and say “we’re going to rule the school” - she’s just that kind of mentality/personality type. It was a little odd to see someone like that at the tip, because Gunnedah tip is known for employing males, and usually ones that are literally retarded in some way, not only in the literal sense, but in the socially retarded sense as well, and plus no woman really wants to work at the tip because it stinks. Anyway, whenever I went to the tip this girl was there, she always spoke to me in familiar way, I definitely didn’t know her, our conversations were always brief and amicable, I thought. But maybe she has something to do with sending out Council doofus boys to ruin the road? I’m not sure? There was definitely also someone who worked at the tip, who would get good things in for the tip shop, like I wasn’t sure whether that they were seeking stuff out from within the tip network across Australia, or whether the network of girls would pull their resources together to find items in Gunnedah, but basically, I could find whatever I wanted at the tip shop - whatever I needed, I could always find it at the tip shop for $5 - it was kind of brilliant, I mean good things like a good window or a front door, or an ice-cream maker, desks, chairs, paint, tile glue, tiles….. I am fairly certain the people who worked there used to turn finding items for me into a game; like they would pretend they were the “tip mafia” like in New York in the movies!! It was Since I’ve moved, I really miss that tip shop – it was an organized recycling centre lol (what a waste of a personal resource!), the local tip at Gin Gin didn’t really have that much although, I did find a couple of good mirrors. There is no tip at all at my next location. And the tip shop at Mackay is not nearly as good and way overcrowded. {I may have been the only customer the Gunnedah tip shop had – they all snobs!! Hence why I had carte blance!} If you read my blog, you’ll see I’ve had quite a few problems with driving into town, especially to Tamworth, with council roadworkers who stop my car, and if I don’t connect with these council workers, they steal from my vacant unattended home when I am in town that day. So, maybe she has something to do with that? I think she basically is the only person I’ve ever met who is associated with council, aside from the art council women who I met much later. (They cunts for sure). So ‘pink tip woman’ could be a total nutter for all I know, and fully obsessed with me, considering how many problems I’ve had with Council?? Especially since I don’t even pay rates or ever go there, as I rent. I’ve mentioned how I have women who are jealous of me and try to sabotage me. I mean maybe this could be one of them since she has to work at the tip, maybe she feels inadequate?? Although she always seemed quite happy and content when I spoke with her, she would have been paid a very good salary too. Maybe she was 4th born and thought everyone’s else’s life is better than hers? I mean I really didn’t pay too much attention to her except when I went to the tip and there she was in BRIGHT PINK always, I really have never thought about her ever since, until today, when I’m wondering who on earth is responsible for obsessive road destruction around my house and every house I lived at in Gunnedah - she could well be one of those obsessed bimbo dogs that I’ve been talking about - if that’s her. Then she totally needs psychiatric help. BTW, I talk about this in another story, but my foot was sabotaged deliberatley, and it is in the same manner as how these people fuck up my local roads that I drive on. It was an issue with Peter Long too, he put a ‘weapon’ under my tyre so I got a flat. So maybe it is an ‘old man’ thing, and not a ‘pink lady’ thing? There would be heaps of old men at council. All with issues about seeing a girl on her own being independent of them. You could see how I had to leave Gunnedah – they would have literally killed me if I had stayed any longer as an unmarried woman. Stupid mentality of country people. But they sent council workers out to Builyan, aswell as Colosseum on the days I travelled it. Those were definatly CUNT arranged. It would not surprise me if those “road workers” sent, are the ones stealing from me too. No road workers at Sarina, except after 16mnths, when I wrote about the fact it was so odd not to see road workers whenever I drove anywhere. (!) but so, there they were at my next trip into town; putting in new fancy ‘silent’ lane dividers. (Mackay Council). Also when they poisoned my trees here in the garden, they put in the same female road worker that I spoke to about NOT killing my trees, infront of me when I drove to town – so defiantly cunt related. Council Cunts. I think all councils in Australia are run by a big bully (greedy) network. Some people wonder why I am so pissed off. Oh Gee, I do wonder….s/ 15. Landlord Antics at Rangari (David and Brenda Heywood) {In Gunnedah, I had a monumental amount of knitting paraphernalia stolen, mainly fibre and my circular metal needles. Possibly because those needles are brilliant, and no-one in higgleberry Gunnedah has even heard of circular needles before, so but, when they see me using mine, they think ‘oh how cool’, and so just help themselves to my bag when I am not looking, or take from my house while I sleep at night, or when I am outside lawnmowing? I truly can’t believe how stupid women are; that they have this mentality - like they are two years old. Seriously, this is what a baby does, because the baby just doesn’t know any better they see they want they take. A 2yr old. By the time you reach adulthood you are beyond knowing better, yet these women in Gunnedah have two-year-old mentality - stupid stupid bimbos} First day I moved in, David had not bothered to move out ANY of the furniture and stuff that was the previous owners. And Dads trowel was stolen (only dad, brother and Heywood’s there – Heath Barwick was the neighbour, I am pretty sure he was not there, maybe he was stalking the area from afar?) After a week, my hot pink sprinkler was stolen from garden, amongst other things. April 2010 -To dam lazy to go and get wire (for the fence for my trees) so he sent me on a wild goose chase up the paddock, 300m he said, not true. Hundreds of dollars damage to my muffler and underneath bit, in Daewoo.greenie hater. David asked me to go turn is water off in the top paddock just after it had rained (he said he was on holidays, he was not) – knowing full well that I would get bogged in my new car that only looked like it was 4wd. Jealous imbecile. Kangaroos are eating my trees. I asked David if Tom could go shooting, he said no. Carol suggested I send him a bill for my destroyed trees! His contract shooter is hopeless and I think he and is tramp girlfriend are stealing from me too (Mark Eveleigh is the shooter) June 2010 - I have asked them 3 times now to fix the septic. They have not, so, I dug a whole new septic down the paddock – take care of the problem myself (which I did, and now works well, brilliantly actually)NOTE WE HAD A PROBLEM, BUT THE LANDLORD DID NOT THROUGH A HISSY FIT AND KICK ME OUT Gutter - There is a major hole in my gutter, I asked to the landlord to fix in July 1st 2010, it is still not fixed. I asked them to fix it properly so gutter sits ontop of tank – but not, He did eventually fix the hole. The gutters are really bad – too skinny, cannot handle the downpour in a storm, all the water drains away. My rain tank is full of dead mice. Watched him try to drive some calves in to my garden, then listened to him try to explain why he did it. Does not tell me when he will put cows in so I can close my gate – puts them in when I am in town, deliberately so they eat my garden. He turned my rainwater tap on, and let all the water drain out – in the middle of a drought – he is definitely going to hell. I keep having items stolen – I suspect David and Brenda are stealing from me, one time when they put the cows in the paddock (and so they knew I would be out of the house fixing the electric fence) – someone stole a yoga top from my bedroom, they were there, with their 2 adult girls.($7000 worth of stuff stolen in 6 years) NO CONVICTION Said I could put in additional fruit tree strip, then later yelled about it. He forgot, doofus. Did not replace crap oven, so I did with my money, then later denied I asked them in the first place - idiots who are married. Did not tell me about new 2” poly for tap when I asked him (when replace trench) Told me where to go to pick timber from the farm tip, then told Brenda or someone, possible Steve Carter? That I was stealing his timber. Dogs that do sides. Completely mucked me about with the pool and solar panels, costing me - $38,000.00 I am pretty sure he yanked out the Eucalyptus citriodoras that were growing near the gate. Pretended to fix my front door, which now cannot be locked – still not fixed, have to use a chain and padlock. SECURITY ISSUES NOT ADDRESSED Refused to be contacted about window locks and screen – hung up then put answer machine on – been trying for 4 months. Major stealing problem at my house. Heaps of wool/alpaca stolen, Brenda knits, I suspect her, no conviction (no yarn stolen at current house, and its because my current landlord .) Plane flying over the property spraying poison (no fruit fly) – not sure if landlord – but they do nothing about it, when they can and should, same with nuisance neighbours. Other neighbour Steve Carter keeps coming around harassing me about water. If he came around again, I would have called the police – could be him stealing. He is not, was not my landlord – but I found out David and Brenda screwed him out of $50 water money for my garden, which I paid them. Brenda through tantrum about carpet, demanded I do a ‘professional’ carpet clean at $250 after I told her I was cleaning it – as if so called ‘professionals’ can actually clean carpet (still dirty after they had finished) When I asked them to replace the gutter, they got back to me 4 weeks later and said I had to get out in 3mths as they had sold the property. He is a lazy bully who just did not want to replace the gutter. The buyer Steve Carter said I had to leave a he wants a farm hand in the house – he also is an arshole. – He did come around to apologize, but he is a major disrespectful arshole who is nowhere near sorry. (I told Graham about my probs, I think that is why he came around and apologized.) I would have raised the value of this house by $20,000.00, with all the fruit tress/chook yard/garden /pool/ solar panels, etc – but they did not care, so I packed everything up and took all with me. David and Brenda just wanted to fight with me in this 3 mnths period, and Steve Carter kept annoying me, whilst all tv and radio people are behaving like dogs, I suspect egging them on. Also, the neighbours really stepped up harassing me in this period, like waking at 3am or 4am, and not letting me sleep - sleep affects memory – I think they want me to forget all the bully behaviour. NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. This part of Gunnedah consists of bullies, you have never seen such bullies, and I think those neighbours are being paid to wake me. Oh, and not to mention the planes that constantly follow me around, and the Collapsed Arch from, I believe deliberate sabotage of my left workboots -3yrs, still not healed, unable to walk properly. 16. Fur ‘stole’ stolen 2016 from Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This story is a little weird, because my parents had 2 Fur Stoles (real fur), in a calico bag, in their big wool chest, and they had had them there for at least 20 years. I think they might have belonged to Grandma Bieman back in the day. I noted them there, and also remember seeing many Fur stoles when I went down to Vinnies, particularly when I was in year 6 and 7 at school, I loved going to Vinnies to look around at all the stuff. There were heaps of these real fur stoles in Vinnies that you could purchase for $2-3. Quite ‘unfashionable’. So when dad died, and all the now grown kids were gathered at the house that Christmas, 2016, sorting out funerals and stuff, nobody wanted these stoles, and so I said that I will take them. This was about the time when I suddenly was starting to feel the cold really quite badly, so I thought maybe they might come in handy, but also, they had sentimental value, I must have recalled playing ‘dress ups’ with them as a child. So I saw them both in the bag, and put the bag aside, in my pile. Later at some point, as the weather turned, I realised there was only 1 stole in the bag. The other one had been taken. Now, this was strange because nobody else wanted them, they all said so. Which suggests to me that it wasn’t one of my siblings that stole one of the stoles. It was a dog, who could see that I had 2 stoles – a dog like Rachael Wainbergs sister. They must have decided that they should have 1 of my stoles, as I had 2. Stupid blonde bimbo. The reason I am pissed about this so much, is because one of the stoles was a good one, and the other, so so; one was a short hair, and one was a really thick long warm fur, I’m not sure whether it was fox or rabbit or what, but ofcourse, they stole the good one. I was so annoyed, because over the next few weeks as winter got on, I got cold shoulders frequently, especially sitting infront of PC, and I just needed that warm stole. The other one, just did not cut it, not warm enough. After 2 mnths of cold shoulders, I eventually knit myself a stole from triple strands of good Italian thick eyelash yarn. It turned out pretty well, is nice and warm and I still use it today, even in QLD. I sold the short hair stole on ebay. I still deeply resent the stupid dog who stole my stole. The world would be a better place if that thief was never born. So the photo above shows my stole I knit for myself, the 2nd photo shows the short hair stole that I later sold on ebay. I did not have a photo of the good long haired one, but I found a photo on ebay of a similar one today, (2023), so it was a bit different, but you can see the length of the fur. Btw, that stole on ebay, is listed with a price of $795. WOW!! 17. Chopped Dried Thai Chilli STOLEN from Window Sill You know, I grew my chillies organically, then harvested, ‘deseeded’ and chopped finely. I left this plate of chilli flakes on my windowsill to dry {just like you can imagine some housewife left her pie on the windowsill to cool!} – I was planning on making ‘diffused chilli oil’. So, the window was open, but it had a flyscreen on it, and someone stole them from my window sill - they pried the fly screen off and took my whole plate of chilies. Curse them, I hope they get cancer and die. I SUSPECT either David and Brenda Heywood (landlord), Heath Barwick/Emma Finylson, Steve Carter or a White girl. NO CONVICTION Now, my most likely suspect was Heath Barwick, but I mean, David my landlord, as well as a neighbour who was buying their property, Steve Carter, both used to hang out at the shed, which was just above my house, and looked down directly onto my kitchen window - so I can’t possibly rule any of those three people out. Also I didn’t really complain to my landlord about all the multiple thefts that were going on. Nor did I complain to them about the constant nuisance plane noise. Maybe about three times in 8 yrs, when I spoke to them did the topic came up of theft. On the third occasion, when something had been stolen, I mentioned it to Brenda, and Brenda sounded doubtful, as per usual, typical response that I get whenever I tell people that someone is stealing from me, no one actually believes me (mainly the police at that point, but my family too). So at that point, I think that was 2017, I emailed her a list of all the items that had been taken since I moved in, it would’ve been up to about 400 then. So she would’ve got a sense of what was going on at that point. And she and David know full well about Heath and his problems, I believe David Heywood could have done something about Heath Barwick, he knows his dad, all the farmers know each other. But he wanted to stay out of it - such is typical Australian attitudes towards anything negative and controversial; such cowards. Ofcourse, it could have been David and Brenda, so, stands to reason they did nothing. 18. Tennis ball stolen out of my locked car, parked outside Irrigation Shop in Gunnedah, NSW, Australia I found this ball (looked brand new) at the local tip when I took a load over there, it was literally in the pile for ground fill, rubbish, I saved it – for my cats, one of them in particular liked to play ball. But I believe someone from Gunnedah council who possibly saw me at the tip, is, who stole the ball out of my car later? - believing, in some strange cockanninnie way, that the ball was stolen from the tip in first place? I have come to this conclusion, because similar things have happened since. With dogs thinking anything ‘given’ to me for free or low cost, is not deserved, and that product, whatever it is, ought to be stolen back off me – numerous times this has happened, like cheap things I buy at Vinnie’s – so many more other examples I have. Extreme jealousy. EXTREME. I am a firm believer in recycling. Taking rubbish that people have paid to dump, IS NOT STEALING, WAKE UP LITTLE THIEVING DOGS. But also, when I was at that irrigation shop (Lambert and Torrens Nutrien Water) that day, the owner, was a complete zombie, it was like he was in a trance, and was unable to speak, I literally had to leave, and purchase my goods elsewhere - so it could have been him and his wife that stole my tennis ball? Some people are just unbelievable. (Someone has a key to my CAR, that is the only way they could have got inside and taken this.) And the ‘zombie’ was standing right at the door, where he would’ve been able to see whoever was breaking into my car to steal the tennis ball - but he didn’t say anything to me at the time. Or, COWARD FUCKING ARSHOLE. I can only assume it was someone he knew, as in, his wife. After close to 400 items that I know of (about $10000 worth of stuff) has been taken from me since 2006. Does that thief have any idea how angry that kind of behaviour inspires? Do they have any idea what I would do if I caught them now ‘red handed’? Would they be prepared to DIE over a tennis ball? Btw that irrigation shop, when I just looked it up now, has a new name on its shopfront, the same name as the rural real estate up in QLD that I mentioned in my “List of Real Estates who need Naming and Shaming” due to bad bitch female zombie staff. Must be a family business. 19. Brown Sunglasses Stolen and Shooting Trespassing people These sunglasses were stolen from outside my house on the 17th Feb 2016 between 10.20am and 10.40am. The night before there had been someone walking around the farm shooting. I will also include another time when there were pesky shooters; In 2017, one day, I heard a car hooning around the usually quite (bar plane noise) farm, and I went out to see who it was. David the landlord, plus also sometimes neighbour Steve Carter were the only ones who ventured in my vicinity, mostly (but they don’t hoon about). Sometimes David’s contract shooter, Mark Eveleigh turns up, but he usually only comes just after dusk to go roo shooting; apparently, he has a scanky girlfriend, who could be the bored thief. David and Brenda were ‘opposed’ really, to guns and dogs. Most farmers shoot roos themselves, and keep guns. But not these farmers. (It was so good living on a farm that had no dogs). I was outside painting a cement planter, and this Ute drove past the house, as I was around the other side, by the time I got to the front of the house, I only saw the Ute drive off, there were people on the back standing up. So, I assumed it must’ve been the landlord, but as they were kind of acting a little strangely, I got my camera, and I walked up to the back hill to see what they were doing, they were coming back towards me by then, but I guess when they saw me at the top of the hill, they stopped and turned the other way again, and one of them had a gun, who proceeded to take a shot, at goodness knows only what. As far as I knew the gate on the other side of the farm where the other exit is, was locked, as I had just told Brenda about all the 100’s of thefts at my place, I told her I always keep my gate at my house locked now, so then, I noted a lock on the other farm main gate too, as usually it was not locked. I had told David way before about the thefts, however David, he wasn’t perturbed by the thieves at all, possibly because nothing of his ever got stolen or he did not believe anyone was stealing from me or he knew who was stealing, but did not want to get involved, – OR it was him who was stealing?? Anyway, so, the only way the shooting hoons could get out, was if they came back the same way past me (and my camera). Whoever was driving did not come back by my house, they went out the other way, in which case I assumed they had the key for David’s new big padlock. I know David wouldn’t be driving around with a gun, and actually it’s against the law to do so. The next day Steve Carter, the other neighbour came round and said the whole gate on the other side had been cut with bolt cutters, including the fence tied to the post. I told him what happened. He said he knew nothing about it. But quite frankly, I don’t know whether he is trustworthy or whether he was just lying his arse off, maybe it was him driving around in the Ute on a drunken rampage trying to impress friends. I do not know, but whoever it was new the farm well enough to know where the other gate was, and there’s only limited people who know that, which is David the landlord, his family, my next-door neighbour, Heath Barwick, or any dumb dog I guess, and there are 1000’s of them. Or Steve Carter, who, I did not know at the time, but was in the process of purchasing David’s farm, and had a major problem with me, especially as David used to bitch about me to him. This are the type of things that happen in country areas. Young people allowed to take guns and hoon around on the streets and in other people‘s farms, shooting things willy-nilly. I imagine if I wasn’t there that day, they would’ve ventured up to my house and poked around and tried to take whatever they could. 20. Calculator from the 90's STOLEN from off Desk in house on farm This calculator actually belonged to my little brother Tomas Bieman, Tomas knew that I had his calculator. I’m not sure if he was the one that stole it just before I left to move to Queensland, or if it was some one else who plays sides (common thing in boganville Australia). If it was Tomas, as he knew I had it, he could’ve got it any time, and if this is the reason, maybe he has been stealing 100’s of my items? If so - what an absolute fourth born moron. 21. Stolen fruit off Nectarine Tree - whole tree full of fruit, gone THE WHOLE TREE- LIKE 100’S I believe all these were stolen by that short blonde girl who I have mentioned before, numerous times on this blog. She is friends with all the retailers – and radio national. I have seen her in Coles Gunnedah, and Bunnings Tamworth, multiple times trying to and stealing from me. Plus, also at Harvey Norman re stealing by over-charging. And so, I believe, she stole these organic perfect nectarines, and sold them at Coles?? I mean what else would she do with them? Did she bring out boxes to my place to pack them in straight off the tree?? Since there were literally hundreds on the whole tree, she must have - did she bring her kids out to help pick them?? was there like a whole kind of ‘gathering’ out there while I was away in town for the day: friends and family?? I mean they would have to be eaten relatively soon after picking, so if they weren’t selling them in the supermarkets, did they have whole ‘preserving day’? And now, isn’t it just sooo convenient that I have been ban from Facebook, so I cannot put this listing on a group where someone from Coles would see it?? I also believe she steals or purchases caged eggs and sells them as Organic ones in the supermarkets. And she has something to do with stealing crumpets?? MY nectarines you stupid blonde MINE. So, I had to leave Rangari, and I don’t think I got the chance to pick any nectarines… as I do not have any photos of my tree even . I had Nectarine ‘Emillie’ from Yalca Fruit Trees, Victoria. But the thief left 5 fruit on the tree. As I recall, big and delicious. I remember going back into town a few days later as it was Christmas, telling my family ‘Ah sorry guys, no nectarines, as some little bitch as just stolen all my fruit right off the tree last time I was in town, the other day’. This is the same blonde short girl who was at Darrell Lea, and stole the jelly babies. (READ MY Photostory “The Big Jelly Baby Scam”. And who was at Bunnings and stole my dust brush. And who was at Harvey Norman and stole my massage chair (by overcharging). Short, blondy and brown hair, reminds me of Cate Cameron from 30yrs ago at school. She was a thief, she is cocky and arrogant, as this girls personality has to be, and also when I put in a complaint related to Sharon Morgan and Kate Rogers from Bundaberg, some girl phoned me to address it, and she was incredibly rude and condescending, and sounded exactly like Cate Cameron, and how I remembered her voice from 30yrs ago. I’m thinking someone made known to her that they know she is the thief, and so she retaliated – motive to ‘get me’? – like only a stupid dog would. But at the time when I had seen her at Coles /Bunnings /Harvey Norman, I do not think it was her, at any rate I did not recognize her. I can’t believe this girl has gotten away with all this stealing from me and others for so long. I mean why haven’t the police done anything about this stupid little blonde, why have the retailers allowed her to steal from me?? I am surrounded by DISBELIEVING morons. So, I am wondering, if I owned my own, land, would the fruit still be stolen? I mean if it was Brenda and David who stole it; was he thinking that they OWN the fruit, because it’s THEIR land?? Such wishful thinking! As if. MY FRUIT. Only a territorial dog would think that. And most men are a little territorial-retarded aren’t they! Could have been their thieving daughters. I guess I’ll never know. But I’m thinking, maybe if I owned land from the get go, there would not be any stealing, but now because so many people have stolen from me, anyone who crosses my path just wants to copycat the thieves who steal from me, thinking it’s a fun game. So, it doesn’t matter if I own my land or not, now. Too late! Can't undo the thefts. Such is the stupid nature of Australians. Australian thieving bimbos thinking stealing from me is a fun thing to do. Having fun at someone’s else’s expense, juts like a school bully direct from the playground. I hope they get cancer and die; the grass is never greener on the other side YOU STUPID LITTLE BLONDE DOG. Btw, this is my ABN: 80742367274. Since there was some stupid female dog who wrote me a letter, and said they were not going to re-register my ABN! I’m like what! I still have my business! So I phoned them up {2015 I think}, and the girl I spoke to was a total dog, “little girl”, she was like refusing to allow my business to operate or to ‘re register’!! I eventually hung up in disbelief, as a conversation with a dog does not ever really go anywhere. So, now, I am not even sure ‘reregistering’ is a thing, and maybe that was a hoax letter, as I still have my business and my ABN, and I phoned them up some time later just to confirm – there was no little dog that time. So, no you stupid little dog, you cannot steal it. I would put money on the fact this was the same dog who stole all my nectarines. Thieves, bimbo thieves just calling me up in the attempt to steal from me. I always have my phone set to messages now. No one good ever calls me; only thieves call me on my iPhone. Stupid women in Australia. Too stupid to plant your own fruit trees. 22. Bird Photo Stolen A photo of this bird was stolen off my PC! So not photo as shown above, although that is the same bird in it. But in the stolen photo, the bird was looking right at the camera. I took a photo of it on my Kodak DX7590 zoom. The photo was taken off my PC, right out of my “Birds” folder - no traces found of it anywhere. Just really weird. Normally I would not bother doing a whole photo story for missing documents, as I have had heaps “removed”. But that particular photo was weird, in the fact that, at the time, that bird was outside my kitchen window at Rangari, looking in at me, and it was behaving REALLY STRANGELY, I mean really strangely – it was like he was trying to communicate with me, only I really have no idea what he was trying to say. Which is why I taking a photograph of it, in fact I should’ve got my video camera and started filming it. It was the most bizarre bird behaviour I had ever seen. Actually, reminding me of some of the zombie dog women I have encounted. I guess strangest bird except aside from a bird at Cull’s farm who started eating my chillis straight off the chilli plants – that is odd, I mean, they were mega hot chillis. Karen thought the bird must have had ‘mental’ problems. Mental illness in birds? Drought problems? Why a computer nerd would steal the photo is even more odd. 23. Secateurs Stolen out of my car at Gunnedah Dentist Secateurs Stolen out of my car at Gunnedah Dentist I have had so many pairs of Secateurs stolen, that I had purchased a whole big bulk lot of these so when they strike again, I could just calmy walk inside to my big box, and get another pair out. I would not have to run around the garden like a chicken with its head cut off, looking for them, only to discover they were gone – STOLEN. And all that looking, to no avail. The bane of my life due to all the thefts. Although, painting them yellow or pink helps a lot, as there are times one leaves them in the garden patch. I am normal old lady after all. Plus the colours and bad paint job deter thieves. But after several years of “looking”, I realized, at one point, they were infact being stolen – it took me a while to figure this out – I was infact was a victim! (They did the same with reading glasses; +1.5 – those, I have purchased at least 100+ pairs now, they really steal them, mainly from pockets when I go into town, sometimes they steal them directly off the top of my head, and sometimes they pickpocket - at Gunnedah this is. And girls do this, girls are the worst thieving little creatures ever, -that is the stupid ones, that cannot think for themselves. Sometimes I think they only way to stop them, is to marry all those stupid ones off, because they cannot function without male supervision – stupid bloody bimbos). Since I started posting images of stolen items and naming names, and naming the stores I visit where items were stolen from me, (Bunnings has a whole huge network of petty thieves who target young single girls - they follow them home and wait till house is vacant and then ‘help themselves to small items’ (Harvey Norman are guilty of stealing too, and The Reject Shop staff steals too. Staff at the Co-op in Gunnedah used to aswell. Turners do.). So, by going online and basically telling all, about all the really crap things that happened to me in society (by mostly girls) - my whole Facebook account was deleted, my whole pattern account on Rav was deleted, my whole design account on Spnflwr was deleted. Flickr account deleted. Gumtree deleted. Ebay deleted. WikiPedia ban. I was targeted online too by same saboteurs who know everything about me and are OBSESSED with me and steal from me - their main aim was to ‘shut me up’. People just don’t want to know the truth, and or try to protect themselves and or their stupid bimbo friends who steal. But not all social media can be so easily manipulated by bimbo thieves, and I still can post online, just not on Facebook, Flickr or Rav. And FB, had the most exposure; you put it on Facebook – and the whole community knows about it in less than 24hrs. A great weapon against thieves. But FB nerd informs me, it was not created for that, {it was only created for connections, ‘pick ups’; sex}. Talk about using your powers for evil instead of good! Since I started posting online, the stealing has been greatly reduced, but they have less opportunity to do so, as I no longer am outside gardening. But they still do it. (Thieves are cowards who don’t want attention drawn to themselves). I still get harassed too, which is what I’m working on at the moment. Not having access to Facebook makes it more difficult. I mainly upload to my blog - there seems to be ‘train people’ who read it, then toot! (?). Plus I am not allowed on Market place which means I can no longer sell or buy 2nd hand goods – and since there is also no 2nd hand shops here, I totally miss out, and have to buy everything new online, on, I might add, one of the lowest incomes in Australia – the people who ban me are in for some BAD KARMA – mark my words. Oh and I used to keep a pair of secateurs in the car, in case I was driving past and saw a street tree setting seed. I could collect some seed. So I have had countless pairs of secateurs stolen from the car. And that reminds me, not only secateurs, but I've had heaps of item stolen from my car, when I lived in Gunnedah, like basically I could not have anything in the car unattended, because whatever was in there it would be stolen, even if it was complete rubbish, they'd still want to break in and steal it - just because they could. And when I say break in, I mean they have a copy of the daewoo key (then Triton); little blonde dogs have copies of all keys, they are part of the dog stealing network, and they have the keys for everything. The stealing got so bad, that I thought when I drove into town which is 30 km trip, the houses on the edge of town, as I was driving in; I mean they must have contacts who live in those houses, and they must see me then get on their phones, to all the thieves “she's here she's here let's go steal”. I mean truly, what a bunch of fucking losers; get a real life; what a perfect example of the stupid female mentality of the “Common Enemy”. Those people banded together over me; I gave them meaning in their pathetic lives, the meaning of working together in unisom for the goal of stealing. 24. Postage Stamps Booklet STOLEN Booklet of 5 concession stamps stolen from Rangari NSW, break and enter from my desk. Now, something weird happened with these postage stamps. As I was ordering them, and speaking to the Australia Post girl over the phone, she gave me for some reason 11 packets, she said she’ll give me a bonus one because there was meant to be only 10, so I can’t quite remember what her explanation was, on why she was giving me an extra, but it sounded plausible - but then she implied in a kind of roundabout way that the 11th one could be for the person watching. So, I didn’t really understand what she was talking about then, but I was too happy, as I was getting a free pkt of stamps to further prod her. So later, after I had collected the stamps from Gunnedah post office, and had them in my wallet, the 11th packet was stolen. So now, I believe, whoever I spoke to on that phone, gave me 11 deliberately inorder to steal one later, in the hopes of making me think someone was watching. She was playing a game with herself where she stole it, and I witnessed her play her game, but not actually saw her steal it red handed. STUPID Australia Post would get up to all sorts of shenanigans, if you read all my blog, you’ll see I have quite a few problems with Australia Post. It all stems from the roadside delivery service, not delivering my parcels, and instead leaving a card to say go pick up - only when you live out of town 40km, you don’t want to have to drive in every 3rd day to collect a little $2 parcel from ebay (actually, I would say, no matter how far you lived from the post office, you would never want to go to the post office in person to collect mail) And so, I started a campaign to get them to deliver ALL my mail, so I wouldn’t have to drive in, it was a huge campaign involving a lot of complaining. I had photos of all the 100’s of cards. I have a way of turning peoples lack of respect and discrimination, into working for me - it took about 3yrs, but eventually, they came up with a solution. I guess the solution being, was to get a senior post office staff to contact the manager of Gunnedah post office and tell him “You’re allowed to deliver all mail, including parcels to this particular person, YOU’RE ALLOWD! - or perhaps maybe they included the whole farming community, I guess it was all out of towners, because eventually, the post man turned up in a brand-new flashy Ute that had a chest on the back for extra big parcels! Plus what’s more the local private courier, would also refuse to deliver to my address, and they wouldn’t even bother leaving a card – but they realised, (after I don’t know how many years), but in about 2015, they realized that this was kind of a problem, (ya think) and so they eventually, (due to my 1 complaint to them, I guess) came up with a solution, they formed an alignment with Australia Post, so that the courier could leave parcels with the Australia Post contract delivery guy - so I could have all items delivered!! How about that!! Brilliant. Good thinking on behalf of Australia Post and Star Track Courier, finally someone is using their initiative. I had to get a special letterbox that was big, as everything has to go inside the letterbox, they can’t just leave something on the ground down at my gate. It was called a safe drop facility. I also suspect that at first, my complaints were not answered by the right people, but instead were answered by “little people” that shouldn’t be dealing with important decisions, and so they were the ‘little people’ at that Gunnedah Post Office who had a grudge against me, and maybe they had something to do with the stealing of those postage stamps, and all the other problems I had in dealing with them. Once I had some chocolate stolen from the Gunnedah post office – this would have been one of this “little people” who stole it, she would have seen all my little parcels from ebay, and was plain and simply jealous. And I would say that bag of chocolate may have had a slit, so the post office girls could smell the chocolate? and due to their utter lack of respect for me – stole it (the sender later covered for that girl and resent it) also a bit later, an item was obviously dropped, and I am sure it would have been same person who dropped it. I think I saw her once, brownish blonde hair, a little plump, a fearful woman. I believe Australia post had to put a special person in that post office to handle my mail. This jealousy comes down to women having more than two kids. I can’t stress enough how important it is to only have one or two kids, otherwise you get stupid bimbos who are jealous their whole life, and carry on like that stupid bitch at the Gunnedah post office. 25. Nut from Stihl Chainsaw stolen off verander I heard someone biking around at the neighbours. I suspected them, so I went round there, and I’m pretty sure it was Shannon Bree and his girlfriend there. His girlfriend said that she saw David Heywood at 2 o’clock at my place (which was the time it was taken) So I have no idea whether she saw my landlord, or just said she saw him in an attempt to save Shannon? 26. Purina Seafood Biscuits making my Cat Sick Salmon industry in 2016 was capturing salmon that had what looked like a bruise all down its back, see photo. Also, after being cooked, this ‘brown’ bit tasted disgusting. Most definatly something wrong with it, whether from being physically abused after being caught, for example, one day I saw a documentary showing young gung-ho men fishing off the back of a huge trailer, there was so many salmon in that spot that they flung each fish straight off the hook down the back of the deck, one after the other, bang bang bang, so it could have been then the damage was done? Or it could be fish farms – I saw a doco about the diseased and unhealthy fish in those ocean circles? Or who knows? So anyways, they were selling me that disgusting fish ($36/kg from Woolies – done deliberate, it was plain to see the fish was discolored) I complained about it, but the next order, they sent me the same, and same again the next time. Then the salmon cat food I purchased from Purina at that time starting making my cats vomit – so a most definite salmon problem at the time. I stopped purchasing Salmon until this year, and that salmon has been all seafood. When are humans going to wake up? 27. Large Dust Brush and Blue Dust Pan from Bunnings, Stolen Buy your own bloody dust brush you stupid bimbo. This dustpan and dust brush was stolen, pretty much straight after I purchased it from Bunnings, within a few weeks. At the time when I purchased it, I purchased 3 sets, as I was bloody sick and tired of not having any dust brushes on a hand when I needed them, in various work spots around home. So, 3 should do me; one in my work room, one on the Veranda and one in the kitchen. At the time when I was purchased them, I did notice some little short blonde girl (adult) lurking by the checkout. This ( in retrospect ), is the same short blonde girl who has been following me around other shops where items have been stolen, like at Harvey Norman Tamworth and Coles Gunnedah, plus Darryl Lee Gunnedah. Who the hell is that stupid little blonde bimbo dog thief? Did she think I had purchased 3, so that 1 was for her? Is she suffering from some sort of mental health delusions? NEWSFLASH WE DO NOT KNOW EACH OTHER. I never EVER purchase things for you, you stupid little DOG. Seriously women like that, who can’t function on their own, without a supervisor, should be locked up, they should not be allowed out in public. If I was still in Gunnedah, and noticed her again trying to steal from me; she would be dead by now, so it’s not only for protection of the public that she should be locked up, it’s also for her own protection. 28. DOZENS, if not 100’S of Reading Glasses Stolen over the Years I can’t begin to tell you just how many reading glasses have been stolen from me over the years, since I started wearing them in 2016 or so. And NO, not lost or misplaced – but STOLEN. They steal them out of my car, they steal them out of my bag, they steal them out of my pocket – yes pick pocketers. They even steal them directly off the top of my head whilst I am wearing them, like at checkout or some such situation where they can distract me. All female thieves – female bimbo thieves. These were mainly stolen from Gunnedah, but actually I had quite a few taken at Gin Gin / Bundaberg, plus now at my new address near Mackay; they are still stealing my reading glasses. Especially if I purchase a fancy pair, or beige ones, those always get stolen. Mind you I only spend the minimum prices on glasses, the very cheapest, nothing over $5; and I usually buy in bulk to save money, and to save time, I do NOT like looking for my glasses, so I put a few in each room, there ready for whenever I need them. Although now, I find I need a certain strength for reading PC, and a different one for using iPad, plus even a different one for driving - which is really annoying. So, I think because those STUPID women see that I have multiple glasses, they must think to themselves “oh well she has so many glasses, its too many, she’s just being greedy, I can have some of hers” – seriously, I think this is what those dumb dogs think, this is their stupid mentality. They steal them out of stupidity. Desperados. But maybe it is more the ‘game’ of stealing is what they are “getting off” on? So, I am continually purchasing more reading glasses, you should see all my receipts, 100’s of dollars, on something that ought to only cost me around $20 by now. And ofcourse, that money was meant to be for food. The government does not factor in 100’s of dollars for continuous replacement of reading glasses when determining budgets. And I want to say, the fact that we can purchase these glasses for under $5, is BRILLIANT. The ‘glasses’ shop, want you to pay them $100’s of dollars in eye tests and then more on “special” glasses from their shop, that costs also $100’s of dollars – make no mistake – they are stealing from people, as glasses, most of them, do only cost a few dollars to make. (plus they also overcharge people with gov rebates.) And most people suffer from the same condition, that is one of old age eyes failing, so you just choose your strength – you do not need fancy tests for such old age antics. Possibly, before Chinese manufacturing was around, people did have to pay $100’s of dollars, so it is those people who do not know about the cheap options available now in the $2 shops, direct from China, and are stealing from me?? 29. Nail Scissors, Sewing Clippers and Good Quality Glass Pins, stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari, 2014 and 2016 Nail Scissors, Sewing Clippers and Good Quality Glass Pins, stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari, 2014 and 2016 I have had a large amount of sewing and craft related items stolen out of my locked house. I have rods on my window, so they can be open 7cm, but no more, I also have flyscreens on them. One day, some little spoilt brat, pried the flyscreen half off, and stuck their arm through the 7cm rod gap, in to the table that was just by the window, and took these red clippers that were lying there. I hope they get cancer and die. The blue ones were stolen at Tulcumbah in 2014, I suspect by Steve Carter as he had a property nearby on that side of town too. But Katie Carter (Steve Carters’ sister) plus Emma Finylason are the only other sewers in my rural area, that I know of, and I did don’t think Katie Carter even lived at Rangari anymore? No convictions. Plus, Katie Carter, I think, it turns out, she was that girl who stole my dinner plate at the smorgasbord at the Sheraton, when I was on my nanny work holiday. So weird. I really do not even know her. My good little sharp thread scissors were also STOLEN in 2015 from my car. Those scissors had a crimson wool tied to their handle. After they had been taken, I found my really old blunt scissors, that looked the same, and tied some more crimson wool around them to use as interim. In the meantime, I happen to pull those blunt ones out when my landlord happens to be visiting, he saw them, and exclaimed he had found my scissors up the paddock. He had found them, he said, where I had been using them to snip mushrooms (yum). But he did not give them back to me?? And if he saw, I now had them, what did he think happened to the original? Did he take them, and did he think someone stole them again from him and returned them to me?? Why did he not return them to me? he would have instantly known they were mine after seeing the crimson wool. I can only think he was a thief, or one of his girls. And how did they get back up to the paddock anyway to where he said he found them, as I had MOST DEFINITELY had them when I left mushrooming, they came back with me in the car, I saw them in the car. What happened after that I do not know. Very Suspicious Also, my really good expensive glass head pins were stolen. I hope the thief gets cancer and dies. There would be heaps of other sewing related things of mine stolen, things that I do not know about, I mean who keeps track of ones haberdashery, as the years go by. Oh, and someone told me, a little birdy said; they swapped my good red fabric scissors over for their CRAP red scissors, as theirs is damaged and cannot be sharpened. As no ‘scissor man’ thus far has been able to sharpen them, and I am stuck now with blunt scissors. And I certainly would never use my good fabric scissors on anything but fabric, confirming such accusations. And it sucks cutting fabric with blunt scissors. 30. Good Quality, Green Garden Rake STOLEN from shed at Bridges RD, Rangari, NSW, 2380, in 2016 - stolen by bimbo People, women in particular (most often women who steal) are pathetic and will be going to hell. I keep track now, almost 300 items stolen since 2006. These thieves do not realize the emotional damage a break and enter causes - The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind. BULLIES steal peace of mind, that’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, it really 'ticks' them off. And often, they do not know they are bullies. They are everyday common Australians that are unaware they have major psychological problems (and have been raised that way due to lack of love). I may only have a slight frame, but I have a scream you would not believe. As I was putting that rake away that day, I remember thinking; what an excellent rake this is, it used to belong to dad, he always bought good quality items, he never bought crap from China, and I was thinking, it’s probably a money saving method if you do it like that, buy quality once, instead of crap several times, and then you get to use something that’s really high functioning, like this rake. So, that’s what I was thinking as I was putting it away, and it would’ve been the next day, it was taken. STOLEN BY UNWANTED PERVERT DOG. A dog jealous of my good quality item. If you recall, I have mentioned numerous occasions on my blog, about the stupid blonde dog who is jealous of everything I have, particularly if it is good value item (Read my Big Jelly Baby Scam). So, I suspect it is that girl who has stolen this rake. MY RAKE! YOU STUPID LEACH Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 NEXT Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 , P2, P3

Clare Gardener, why are you following me around in an orange Torana? Can’t you think for yourself? -Pickpockets in Gunnedah (and who follow me around wherever I go and steal from me)! Really and truly, I’ve had it up to here with stupid little bimbos who steal, it’s not going to be so funny if I catch you red-handed, I assure you. I have got 47yrs of pent-up anger, what do you suppose will happen? Every time I drove into town, I had dogs break into my car and steal whatever was in there that Life Stories P15 Screenshot of my Wix Fabric Website 1. Double-barred Finch - Taeniopygia bichenovii (my CHANEL Birds) I called them my CHANEL birds….as they are so stylish and smart in their brown and Ivory tailored suits! I loved watching these little birds at Rangari, they were so cute! There were dozens darting around on my veranda, they had little nests in the pandora and jasmine vines. When I moved 700km up to Queensland, to Builyan, the backyard of my rental had an old large walk in Avery, and guess what, there were these little CHANEL birds; they would come and go out of this Avery frequently, maybe once upon a time the owner used to keep them in there? who knows. But there were hundreds of them, and guess what, I noticed these CHANEL birds were slightly different from the CHANEL birds near Gunnedah. The ones in Queensland were taller, just slightly, and slimmer, also slightly! After I moved from Builyan to Gin Gin and Sarina, – no more Finchys! They must only like the heat of the inland. I did put up a bird feeder for them, but its been there for months and no birds have even ventured near L They are near impossible to photograph because they’re always fluttering about. I didn’t get any good photos at all. I did manage to get a little video, albeit bad quality (not sure why my camera footage is so bad actually), but I put it on YouTube anyway. I did this little collage too in ode to them! 2 . The Dedicated Lifestyle of Copying me. Some People are so Weird in their Dysfunction. I had to do a story about this strange phenomenon of copying what I do. The phenomenon of copying me has been going on for years, particularly in the craft world, but things like that don’t matter at all - it’s human nature to see something really cool, and be psyched about it and want to try and make one too. I do it frequently. (I certainly do not condone copying someone’s artwork exactly and calling it yours, which happens – stupid young bimbos). But I am not really talking about that today, I am talking about seeing what I purchase, then wanting one too, and if it’s no longer available, or they don’t want to spend money on such item, then they will just steal my purchase through the post before it reaches me. There are certain couriers who will help the girls steal in this manner. Fastway does it, and some of the post mail contractors will do it, (no convictions of anyone) and of course, they can break into my mail locker (I was informed they have keys for all my padlocks and can break-in at any time, on any whim they get.) plus, I think that bimbo has an exact replica of all my good things, and I suspect, that’s how the chips appear, she is a careless bimbo who inevitably ends up with chips in her crockery, so she replaces my good one for her chipped one, at least 4 times now this has happened. That person or people has turned this copping into a dedicated lifestyle. I don’t think anyone has pointed out to her how dafty she is for copying me. So, I am now; DAFT. I want to add here also copying members of my family, as in people in the community see what my family do, how they treat me, and then they copy them. I have written about this before, but it was stolen, so, it must be an important issue. I’ve mentioned my siblings stole my bag one Christmas, as well as an old Fur Stole, I mean it could’ve been the dogs trying to make it look like it was either Penny or Daniel, or well, even Tomas’s wife Melanie. But specifically, after those items were stolen, I had many many many more items stolen. I mean it could’ve been Daniel, and so then Heath Barwick, Daniels friend, (naive Daniel), has just copied Daniel (no convictions). So, he continued stealing from me for years. I mean this is the stupidity that goes on in the community. I just can’t believe, the older I get, how stupid people are. And it’s not just the stealing. It’s like if my siblings behave disrespectfully to me, which they do, they’re little shits sometimes, members of the community will copy them too, sometimes in exactly the same manner. Then this total copping factor goes much deeper. I know people in the community will copy movies exactly, like Fight Club. I can’t begin to tell you the number of problems I’ve had with food sabotage - they’re just disgusting, and the boys who work at Gunnedah Woolworths are the worst, but still get up to food spoilage in Bundaberg, and possibly at Mackay- they sign that they are sabotaging and contaminating the food. Once I had urine put in my water bottle, (that would have been a neighbour at Gin Gin or my landlords 10 yr old son) I mean disgusting stupid little copycats. There’s one bimbo in particular from Australian Tv industry, I’ve mentioned her before, she was in the hallway at the nursing home - she looked like the Maltese girl at Bonds, pretty sure NOT her, but a look alike. She regularly appears on television doing dog signs, saying that she put cockroaches in my pies, or mice, spits – she is seriously mentally ill, and should be in JAIL. Rack off you stupid dog – I am not talking to you. Once they did signs that they were going to give me monkey meat. I feel like I’m surrounded by disgusting people constantly who have no brain. I don’t know if this is related, but at school there was a bullying incident, it was long forgotten as far as I’m concerned, but 5 yrs later at school, there were 3 girls, who, in effect, ‘stole’ my and my 3 friends, roles as chapel Lieutenant! - after 6mnths, they saw us doing it, and they wanted to do it to. Typical little copycat girls. This situation I’ve been writing about just reminds me of that incident at school, those girls would’ve stolen it out of jealousy, and I’ve never thought it would have been the same girls, but I have just been reminded about a certain incident involving Charlotte, Amy and Sophie Powell -and as one of those girls that stole the chapel lieutenant position was Amy Powell, I’m thinking other thefts in all these years since, might be related - if so, she really needs to get her own life and stop obsessing over me. I think that family may consist of females only – definite imbalance. Possible dishdraw theft? Or that may have been Wainberg’s sister? I just bet the person who stole those shoes above , was the person who stole my dishdraw – jealous dog. Although I noticed certain people in life, who see something that has happened, like a slight injustice like that, have heard about it somehow, and then recreate the situation, but with different people - they literally do this. Sickoes, I would think there’s something wrong with them and their heads, to do that. 3. The Power Games People Play – typical dysfunction and abuse, in families and workplaces This has been a problem, way before I started to take note of why, and what was actually going on in the situation. And, when it comes to these types of issues, dad, has really not been a problem, until, 2005; {because I felt, he was manipulated by female dogs; he was weak}. I had to briefly move back in with him, after I left rmit in Melbourne, as I had nowhere to live. Mum had died by this point. So, I noticed, I had certain old men in the community copying dad - I think I might know what that was about – around that time, I used to visit the online library catalogue, and borrow heaps of books, I like knowing about things that I do. (This was before the library incident, if you read “Gunnedah Council Library Dogs – devious plans to steal through fines” – as I can no longer go the library, thankgoodness for google now. So, l went to the library to borrow that book “The Games People Play" they had to order it in, they did not have it. Because I’m aware that people play stupid power games, but really have no idea what they do (as someone who is healthy and has common-sense, stupid power games is not something I get off on, nor did I really ever take much of an interest in other people’s psyche, but probably felt it would be an area I should know about, given the problems I was having from the community re harassment and thieving). But all they got in, at the Gunnedah library was a book about children’s games like hopscotch, they didn’t have the other version, if it exists? and refused to get it in for me. This was the time I was having monumental problems with a whole lot of cars parked outside my house in Henry st (like about 10), and they would rev theirs cars all at once and suddenly leave at specific times, repeated often, plus verbal harassments, and theft. I was there for about 5mnths before I was ‘saved’ with an offer of another house out of town. I was doing the Horticulture course at the Tafe every day, while I was there. The car thing is a bit hard to explain, but it was a ‘thing’, designed to manipulate. Also in this time people, young men would come down to my house and let dogs out – they looked like stray bulldogs from the pound? At the time I remember thinking, did he just go and break them out of the pound and decide to drop them in the middle of town, so as to be ‘free’? I had no idea at the time of what he was up to, – and he was up to something, very offensive. Heaps of other things happened outside where I was living there, major problems from many young hooligan type people in the community, let alone what was going on inside; So, other men in the community who respect Dad, as he knew practically everyone. They copy him, they see his game and want to play too, people like Coll Atkinson and Peter Lee from the Tafe, also Mark Kesby (the pin) and that old man from the 2nd hand shop, heaps of others - weakness at a whole new level. I believe this is a game specifically for old men, but since many people could see the game, they all wanted to play. So, I believe that’s what everyone in the whole town was doing; playing power games with me, just so I understood – no book necessary. We'll show you. We'll teach you a lesson. Fuck them all and they’re all be going to hell - stupid little people. (And so, some of those men would just be the tools. Gunnedah council girls / Gunnedah local radio / Gunnedah Art gallery GUILTY – burn in hell). So, back in 2005, these ‘games’ that dad played, were basically, I felt, a form of abuse, I felt like I was the victim of domestic violence at the time, just not in the usual way that people associate with abuse, i.e., sexual or physical. It was psychological torment in the form of bullying, ‘social’ abuse (gang mentality) I will give you examples of his power games (bear in mind, there are many more examples that other people do, that I DO NOT WANT TO LIST); Using a “stand over” phase and intimidation, with looks and gestures, in order to manipulate or make feel inadequate. Verbally abusing things, I care about, pets, to me when drunk. Making issues out of things I know he does not really care about () fight fight fight Making me think I’m crazy. Not acknowledging things that are going on – undermining my opinion, and disbelieving me. Making me feel guilty, and using humiliation to do so. Not taking my concerns seriously. “Ti-ti” verbal negative comments, and passive aggressive face pulling re my choice of clothing. Interfering with my property - territorial issues. And I am pretty sure he had help to accomplish all these ‘games’ - completely manipulated by women on the local ABC, (Billy Baxter?) and dog hoons in Gunnedah, I think they do signs to him about me, shaming him. (Cathy Goldman is probably involved - many dogs from that school, NEGS, who try to blame dad for all my problems, rather than the school I went to and the dogs from that school who follow me wherever I go, (and still do in 2023). So, while I was staying at Dads then, they saw it as an opportunity to manipulate dad, so he could take the blame. Dad – so naïve about women.) They shame him, their biggest tactic to manipulate. He is weak to be manipulated by them. I never remembered dad to be like this, and play these ‘games’, back when I used to live at home as a young person before I went away to school. And I know he did not treat mum with such disdain either. The only thing I specifically remember dad having an issue with, was rambunctious confident show offs! none of his kids were going to be loudmouth braggers, especially the girls! (I believe this to be a whole country wide Australian problem, with no one being allowed to ‘rock the boat’ so to speak, too. Plus, I believe that’s why he got his promotion at work to be the boss, he’s the type of person that never rocks the boat - so the powers that be, could be the powers that be, without having to be the boss! Course, he had some personal issues his own, issues going on which I’ve put down to the fact, that he, like me, was most likely humiliated as a child, same as I was by Debbie Croft in fourth class. But back and dad’s day, it was much worse because there was also physical violence with the cane, and they were even less evolved about how to raise a child. So, I strongly felt, this was a game for him at that time in his life (his 50’s), and a game for the dogs on the local ABC, he and they felt like they were doing me and the community a favour by showing Power Games. (He was also pissed off with having lost mum). All involved will be getting cancer and dying – shame on you – real shame. Also, I have encounted other men, fathers, whose power games were way worse, and often illegal in their bizarre form - some people take these games very seriously, and make it their life purpose to play, and in effect be ‘the most powerful’ – IDIOTS After reading the story someone told me that apparently it's a thing for men in their 50’s - they suddenly understand all about power and want it all, and do mean things in order to get it. That's why a lot of man will leave their wives, and hook up with a young naïve woman, because she still doesn't understand about the whole ‘power game’ situation. Btw, I mentioned the dogs on the local radio, as I have noticed, my family refuse to acknowledge the dogs – they cannot handle them at all, (I blame morning show tv for that, they never talk about negative issues that people need to be able to handle) Penny and Daniel especially also cannot handle the dogs. (Tomas heard one on the radio once when I was visiting Henry st, I think he knew something as afoot). I need to add, at the moment at my new address in QLD, I am still having problems with blonde bimbos wanting me to say hello to me, - much worse in Gunnedah, especially around that time. STUPID WOMEN) (read my “Hello Bimbos” photo story,) SO, BUT then when I do say hello, like a forced encounter that they set up – to trick me, (I was going to put the example here, but that person is not worthy of me talking about her!), so then when I did say hello, she turned away and strode off. Like that was her point, to get me to say hello, so then she could ignore me. A power play – insinuating, you are beneath me, and I am not going to respond to you. Please, this behaviour is the epitome of a stupid blonde, only a stupid blonde would think of a plan like this, then only a stupid blonde would do it. (Before this incident I had no reason to assume she was stupid, but after that – STUPID. Well, I guess, at least she not a zombie! Here is a good spot to express my thoughts about a certain situation, because several times over the 15 years I was living back in Gunnedah, I heard some girls over talking about me, and they noted my living situation, and what I was doing with my life, and said to me that my father has totally screwed me. And I thought at the time it was really odd because I was quite happy in my situation, aside from a few things that I had to deal with. I thought maybe they were confused, because I was single, maybe they thought I had been sexually abused in my family childhood - but that certainly was not the case. But in 2024 and with my current living situation at the moment; I know exactly what those girls were talking about; A woman needs her own place to live at. She cannot be used as a guinea pig by rental landlords if she wants any type of quality life. And this needed to be arranged with caring parental guidance back at the naive age of 18, or even before. A woman cannot be reliant on other people to provide in any way, shape or form. I remember talking to him about it at one point, it was just before I moved into the Rangari farm house, I said to him I thought I could build my own house for $40,000 (of course not including the land, the slab or the electrics and plumbing, plus no doubt the windows! – they would be extra). But he could have helped out at that point, but he just ignored me. 4. Renters Tips - byo induction cooker – piggyback the electrics I purchased this ‘half induction / half regular,’ electric stovetop cooker about six years ago . I easily sat it on top of my awful rental electric coil cooker/stove grill, by piggybacking the coloured wires (or easily fitting a 20amp plug for those who have sockets). And it is brilliant! it’s the best $500 I’ve ever spent! Not only that, but I can take it with me to any rental and easily set it up on top of the existing ‘very old-fashioned’ 4 hotplate oven/grill, which seems to accompany every rental I’ve ever had (no one updates ever, even when technology and price overtake by great strides). So, together with my convection microwave, (which was only $160) - I have top-of-the-line cookware in even the lowest cheapest rentals available. I thought it worth mentioning: if you’re a long-term renter, invest in one of these, it blows the socks off any rental cooker I’ve ever encountered. Half induction, half ordinary - brilliant. So easy to clean saves me hours of tough cleaning. Here is a good a spot; ‘General Electric’ is an American company, which unbelievably, is still in operation, this company is the most evil over charging company in the world, and I can’t believe it is still in operation Wake UP Americans and boycott that greedy dishonest sneaky company. 5. Money Saver for Electricity , If you want to see a photo of the cover, go here Money Saver for Electricity re Hot Water A lot of people don’t know this, but you can actually take the cover of your hot water electric system, (off with a Philips head screwdriver), on most systems. And most (not all) systems have a little switch there, where you can turn it up or down, and if you turn it down from 80°C to 60°C, you save about $50 a quarter (I tested it!). I find for me, one person, 60°C is perfect (50°C is too cold, I tried it). Here is a good spot to talk about electricity since moving to Queensland; I've mentioned before on my blog, the first time I got my new bill without the solar panels at my new location in Builyan, I was freaking out, because I thought it would be astronomical without my 5kw solar panel system. But it was WAY less in a 3-bedroom home, which tells me, and everybody, that I was getting totally screwed by my previous provider in Gunnedah (Essential Energy, they changed their name to AGL). So they would have been stealing at least $400 a quarter, if not up to $600 from me personally - I did a whole story about it with more details. No apologies from them ofcourse. But so, even when I moved from Builyan to Colosseum, my electricity bill was still reasonable, and I didn't have to deal with the electricity company like I did in Gunnedah; constantly calling them up and telling them about the black outs. Although when I did for connection/disconnection, well, they were NICE! I was just very impressed with Queensland electricity (Ergon). Although my unit at Sarina was so tiny, 5m x 7m yet electricity bills were more than my previous address at Gin Gin, by a lot, $200. Could be from the insulation, in particular roofing. I am pretty sure the old motel at Sarina did not have any insulation in the roof, nor did it have ‘roof space’. I had to have the fan on pretty much all summer at night, whereas, at Gin Gin, (and even though the climate is pretty much the same), I only had it on about 2 or 3 nights the whole summer! And that comes down to insulation, PLUS an extra tall/high ceiling space at Gin Gin. I can’t believe the rules are not stricter; laws about insulation. A little bit of savvy goes along way, in saving a lot of money, not to mention in comfort. Looking back, that unit was UNBEARABLE. Plus, it costs me $1200 in a new futon from the mould in that unit  Compensation? At Gin Gin, there was also one of those very small hot water systems, the kind that you find in a campervan. I don’t think they make them any more (?) I tried to google one to find a price, and all I could see was cars (?). that little system was so good I made a YouTube video about it (but they deleted my account along with that vid). So together with that system, was a 50m real of blueline poly on the roof for sun hot water - brilliant for one person; better, hotter than some other bigger more expensive hotwater systems in some rentals. So, my electricity bill at Gin Gin, was pretty much half what it was at Sarina! And I didn’t run any cameras; at Gin Gin I had 8 cameras running constantly. I later found out that Ergon, at Sarina, did not physically read the meters at that unit, especially mine, as the meter was locked inside the room below, so they just estimated, which I hear is quite common. So this may explain the more expensive bill. Something else in life you simply cannot do anything about. (I was saved at my next address with the Gov’s Electricity Cost of living supplement – thank God!) 6.Thieving Perverts around 43 Audley St, Petersham NSW, Bad inner-city suburbs of Sydney If you read my “dream watches” or “ Cleaning up the Trash of Society”, about problems I had with people, dozens, sometimes hundreds of people hoarding outside my house at night, particularly when I lived in Petersham, but also at Pendle Hill and Hornsby, and my problem re thinking my private thoughts and image transfer – quick recap; I recalled thinking to myself, when I was living at Petersham, that I would like to get a cat, but then I thought Petersham was really an awful area, I wouldn’t want to “raise” a cat in such a restricted environment. Then I was thinking that would be true of kids, I wouldn’t want to raise kids in an inner-city suburb like Petersham. I believe some of those dogs, either next door, or, who knows where? heard my personal thoughts, and taken my personal thoughts to heart, implying that their local suburb is CRAP. And this/these persons has then proceeded to follow me around, I would say for about 20yrs (?) plus who has harassed me, and most likely steals from me; AS, at that time I had my wallet/bag stolen. It was stolen at night from inside my house. It was later found (with no money) next door at no 41 Audley St, Petersham, in their garage, next to a litter of kittens. I’m 100% sure it’s related to dog bimbos who heard my personal thoughts re raising a cat, and then took bimbo offence at my passing thought of Petersham being an unsuitable suburb for a cat. Plus, there were, I think 2 teenage boys who lived at no 41, who used to perv on me through a drain pipe on the side of their house – it’s probably still there, it looks straight in to my – what would be a bedroom, but I turned it into a sewing room. It’s like that open pipe was put there deliberate to perv on the neighbours rented bedroom – such a disgusting neighbourhood – little boys – you are NOT worthy. (Reminiscent of my current rental house having a door that just slots out, so it can be broken into…or when I got out of the shower, there was a plumbing camera making a quick exit out the window) I feel like in my whole adult life, I have been surrounded by complete stupid thieving morons. It’s very seldom have I come across someone who has common sense, and who is anywhere near part respectful or polite, this is the same for young kids, young adults, or adults, they all act in the same way. Male or female. So many dysfunctionals. My theory of Petersham being an unsuitable neighbourhood is true, it still stands. You shouldn’t raise your kids in such a crap suburb. And don’t have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 so they don’t have to rent from perverts. PERVERTS. Or in a neighbourhood with perverts. I think I mentioned it on my other story where I described that Petersham house I was living in - it was really horrid, I mean an awful, kind of poverty like situation reminiscent of those tenaments in New York City back in the day!! So I want to add, anything I do whilst I lived in that house is not going to work out, the whole vibe of the situation ruins everything – maybe a man could handle that kind of ugliness, but not a woman. Btw, I was working then, same as, full time, and that place was the only place I could afford. Total waste of working. Btw, the police used to patrol around, and they would see all those people outside my flat “what are all those people doing there”!! lol clueless police, clueless. Not crazy – there’s your proof. I remember some other thought I had at Petersham - I remember thinking about the petty theft that goes on in that neighbourhood, then thinking about how, as I was growing up in Gunnedah we never had to worry about that, nothing of mine or my families, was ever taken - we always left our house open, the windows open, it was only if we went away on holidays that dad felt like he should do the right thing and shut off everything and lock up the house before we left - but I don’t think he did it because he was scared someone would break in and steal, it was just like his manly fatherly duties that he should do that! And so, in thinking about that fact, at Petersham one night, I was kind of, in affect boasting about it, and Gunnedah, especially when compared to Petersham. So I bet, in retrospect, some little dog – probably the same ones, would’ve heard me ‘boasting’ and so probably used that as a reason to steal from me. Infact they could be the 6 young men that came out to my house at Rowan Leigh, when I moved back to Gunnedah, they could be responsible for all the thefts that happened to me in Gunnedah after I returned, they followed me up to Gunnedah from Petersham? Possible. Stupids – meet the stupids. If you grew up in the country, probably best to stay in the country! I know after I returned from Melbourne, I had considerably more items stolen then, and I am pretty sure the girls I went to RMIT were following me too and stealing from me. Orchestrated by someone like Cathie Goldman. Inner city suburbs are full of thieves. I do not recommend living in the inner city suburbs unless you want be plagued by trashy little thieving leech bimbos for the next 20 odd years – or until you start writing a Blog about them!!! Update in 2025 apparently Melbourne is worse!! Btw, there was a lady and her 2 kids, 2 grown men, next door to me, and they had a cat, and I don’t think she ever changed her catlitter ever. At any rate, she used to leave it next to the window, which was always open, and the window would go into the hallway and the draft would carry the smell directly into my unit from the window, so the window was right at my front door. It was beyond bad. I mean, it was a total stench. It was disgusting. Like, as in hold you breath while your at the door. So, as a result I couldn’t use the front door, I totally blocked it up on the inside with heavy fabric and door snakes to stop any drafts, so then I used the back door, but that created some problems because every time it rained, the door shifted, and it didn’t lock, then it would dry out and shift back after I had changed the position of the lock!! One night I was broken into because of the door shift, and they stole my bag and wallet, money. But I didn’t complain ever about that women and her sons (she reminded me of Miss Cox!). I was there 18 months and when I moved out, I noted on the very same day that I was moving, this woman was moving too. I thought at the time ‘Oh well that’s too bad it wasn’t before’ – just really bad. On that day I encountered her and her two boys, they were rude to me. I wondered what an earth I had done to invoke such a reaction? I thought maybe they thought I complained about the smell and were being booted?? WAS NOT ME. I’m writing about this now, because those two boys I saw with her, possibly the same ones harassing me at the Mt Annan Botanical garden? holding a grudge against me re the cat smell? And following me around and stealing from me?? I think they spat in my lunch and I got sick? So I would just like to put down for the record: Hey, you little arseholes I didn’t make any complaints against your stinky mother. As if. I am not from Petersham! I would otherwise maybe have thought that unit was just another “punishment” by the stupid bimbo bully dogs, but as I recall, that place was organized by male rental guys. I don’t think you could find any male rental guys anymore. Or maybe she is like that other women from back then, the tomato roll woman, who named her daughter after me and has stalked and followed me around for like 20 years??? NUTTERS! 7. Australian Medicare Australia likes to think it has good health care for everyone, but it’s not really true, and needs to be greatly improved, especially in the ‘subsidy and rebate’ areas that Medicare offer. ALL areas of health need to be included, not just GP visits, so Specialists, like rebates for, Physio, Osteo, Chyro, Massage and Podiatry (these are just things I’ve needed, so there’s bound to be many others needed too). With those rebates this would also remove the need for the ridiculous health care plan which is sometimes known as chronic disease management plan. It’s sort of a crossover area, the term chronic disease is very vast, it covers areas from Aids management, to having a sore foot. So, where an eligible person (person with a healthcare card from Centrelink) may be suffering from a sore foot, and doesn’t even have a diagnosis yet, so needs to see a specialist merely just for diagnosis, before even determining what kind of treatment /care this person will need – yet to get that diagnosis, they need to be put on the healthcare plan in order to see the specialist. In fact, this situation is so ridiculous I really don’t know how Queensland health or probably the whole of Australia health for that matter have come up with such a ridiculous program and way to treat medical conditions. Maybe they don’t want to admit that GP, cannot diagnose all medical conditions. (Only took 3 yrs to diagnose my Collapsed Arch, and even then, only by a Chiro, no GP even thought about). And bear in mind, a care plan only lasts 12mnths, that is 1 care plan per 12mnths, so if you have said, a sore foot, and a sore shoulder at the same time, you will not be able to seek medical attention for one of the problems. Also, the care plan includes, well it’s meant to include, 5 visits to the chosen health professional, so that’s 5 visits without having to pay, that’s what it is meant to happen, in theory, but in practice that’s NOT how it is at all. A lot of those professionals will charge an initial fee, sometimes you can part claim back some on a Medicare claim, for others you can’t, and in my experience and they’ll go ahead and charge a second fee for you anyway, and often refuse you a visit, cutting your care plan short. One female physio in Gunnedah refused to treat me as I was a female, and not a young good looking football player. Also, the concept of rebates for massage is so foreign to people, but I have to talk about it because of the benefits of massage, particularly amongst people over 40- it’s really essential. Massage works on the Immune system - massage prompts the release of endorphins – the brain chemicals (neurotransmitters) that produce feelings of wellbeing. Levels of stress hormones, such as adrenalin, cortisol and norepinephrine, are also reduced, thus improving the immune system. This is scientific fact, not some weird hippy philosophy. There are many other health aspects to massage like: Reduced muscle tension Improved circulation Stimulation of the lymphatic system Increased joint mobility and flexibility Improved skin tone Improved recovery of soft tissue injuries Heightened mental alertness Reduced anxiety and depression. There needs to be something along the lines of a SUBSIDY OR A REBATE for massage for everyone, I would say at least 1 per month for every individual over the age of 40. I know the Gov can afford this. And while you’re at it Gov, boost the number of Massage therapists too, Afterall, it’s not Rocket Science, all you really need for it, is a “Feel for It” (despite what they say) I would expect at least 2 Massage clinics on every block! That is how beneficial they are to health. If the government does not know the health benefits of Massage and Physio by this point in time, then there is no hope for you. (I strongly suspect the QLD gov has no idea). Anyway, I know I need massage, physio, osteo, Chyro, podiatry, at the very least, to maintain functional health – and Medicare does not pay for these health concerns, and as a result, I am pretty much immobile and have issued me a Medical Certificate. 8. My Life Contributions and/or I should call it aid and inspire; Because not my invention for most listed below, but due to my impatient nature, and slow progress of mankind, I can speed things up a bit and give clarity to importance. • Back to roots / grow your own FOOD. • TRIPLE Twin wall Polycarbonate Roofing skylight FOR perfect Australian sun insulation. • The quadruple massage shower - turns out this was already invented, obviously a case of ‘Great Minds Think Alike!’ called Vitchy shower, btw, only 2 in North QLD – booked out • Deep seated couches / sofas (it’s a wonder what a mere observational conversation can do). • Shower Gel / Moisturising Body Wash instead of soap • Exposed Powers that be, democracy gov as democracy fraud, run by women stealing under pretence of democracy. • Apparently contributed to better primary education system (hopefully, it was pretty bad). • Debit card. • Discovered World War 2 was really about hair colour (and rich jews) - And by the way I can’t believe how stupid you have to be to be offended if someone was having a go at your hair colour. I mean you got to know that at least most likely half the population of the whole rest of the world has got the same hair colour as you; how could you possibly be offended and take any sly comment personally? to be offended would be BIMBO response, BIMBO. Toughen up you little imbeciles and put your ego away. (In the Ukraine or somewhere (I really ought to pay more attention…), but around that war time, there was 1 (connected) man in the army, who had a dislike of his friend, with competition, morals/shame and a woman, being the underlying factors that contributed to his city /village and whole surrounds being destroyed in the name of the war – 1 man, it was 1 selfish egotistical (stupid) and WILFUL man’s fault, that many lives and homes were lost; all based on coercion from 1 person. • Exposed the pointlessness of tetanus shots. • Exposed the thieving nature of women. • Misting Fans. • Encourage replacement Ozone treatments instead of chlorine systems in pools/spas. • How to be calm in stressful situations for stupid mental health workers -Pinup girl for healthy mental health (OMG QLD mental health stupid) Drought times, lack of rain psyche, farmers gone nuts due to drought –behave rebelliously • Extra-large coffees. Stop stealing my coffee cups you bimbos. • Nipple covers! • Breville potato peeling • Scrap booking (well, that was mum actually; she had an idea that I should write about our family holiday when we went to Bali with photos and brochures (age 11yrs) She and my teacher noticed after I did that, my school work and writing greatly improved) I continued to keep the scrap book going for each holiday, and I showed some girls at school in yr 9, the English teacher saw it, next thing you know, all the girls were instructed to do it, then now, you see, the whole world does scrap booking! btw, save your diary scrapbooks, you will want to see them in 50 years’ time. • Made Long-life milk taste better, plus heaps of food related / Coles items • Snuggle pot and cuddle pie made into fabrics • Recycle timber, not just chuck old bits out • Zip line for all ages • Pointless awareness re “medical professionals” singling out scoliosis kids • Mother’s and wives no longer ironing husbands shirts! • Hand moisturizer sanitiser • Large umbrellas for everyday rain use instead of the piddly small ones! • Pro movement push re the textile Design for the masses – design your designs • Wild gardens • Cat food gravy meats instead of in jelly (jelly? What were they thinking) • Exceptions to 48hr missing persons (police applying common sense rather than blindly following the nazi rules). • Got the pollies to fix the electricity theft from greedy private electricity companies (still out of pocket by $1000’s already, the whole family) • Coming up with the ‘No Roll Picot edge Cast On’ • Free natives from Landcare nurseries for anyone who wants one (save the koalas) – I see many councils now implemented free ones to rate payers, only rate apyers, so that’s not me (so no free ones to me, after I had this idea - the absurdness of my situation). The neighbourhood I am in now, poisons and steals my trees. BIZZARO world. {I can still here Gunnedah landcare, “we’re private, we can’t hand out free trees” lol}. There are heaps of others, I can’t remember them all. 9. Movies Dividing People Passively and Silently Encouraging Class I’m outraged of Netflix movies telling stories, showing hoyty toyty twits snubbing people who have a trade, like a mechanic, calling them losers who have no future. Do those idiots know how much mechanics charge? me chanics are rich! Just because they’re not a doctor or a lawyer doesn’t mean they’re unworthy in any way -wake up you idiots, And stop spreading propaganda in such a divisive social class way, how dare you make mechanics feel unworthy. They are a vital part of our community, and we all would be lost without them. Yes I am talking to you; the creators of the movie “endless love” by Georgia Department of economic development, Dentsu Inc/Fuji television network Inc, Bluegrass Films fake Empire production, writers Shana Feste, Joshua Safran. I have to mention this movie didn’t have any reflective dogs or stupid sound editors in it, which is a bloody miracle, (believe it or not) and makes a very nice change. Maybe the Georgia Department of economic development has a secret plan to rid the town of too many mechanics, and they have a doctor shortage, is the only explanation isn’t 10. The Good Door Story with Mouse Story I can’t begin to tell you what a pleasure it was growing up in a big old country style house, built from timber, with custom-built doors and windows, plus other good features like wrap around veranda’s. The modern houses often don’t have as much time and effort put into them. Even though the modern houses are usually brick, and so have much better insulation and sometimes much better functionality, there’s just something about timber, and feelings that timber inspire. I urge all homeowners to strive to do something different in their home to make it unique and special. A mass-produced house, or as I like to call them, ‘plainjanes’, I imagine, just wouldn’t provide such fond memories (in my opinion, it’s not only memories of people and family, but house is equally important. The home memories carry through all adult life. So, make your home special. Even plainjanes can be jazzed up! So, at school, in the dining room, there were 12 girls to a table and there were about, I don’t know, maybe 30 tables in the big dining hall, with a huge big double door at one end the room. I recall now, other girls used to stare at me at my table, it must have been kind of unnerving, but actually I didn’t really notice too much at the time, I just did not pay too much attention to other girls, infact thinking about it, I was pretty much disinterested in mostly everything at that bloody school. But something would happen; eventually, as I was sitting waiting for meals, or meals to end, staring around, doing nothing, eventually, I would smile, just a little smile would cross my face (unbeknownst to me at the time). I recall about it later, as I know about the other girls who just stared at me – a little obsession out of boredom, some sort of staring contest that bimbos do. But they would try and figure out what I was smiling at. Because I would say, I did it at every meal. So, finally I worked out, I think it was like 20 years later, that it was the smile that had them all baffled, and the smile was about those big double doors, when I looked at them, eventually my thought process would get around to what they reminded me of, which was my old bedroom in the farm homestead that we used to live in. Those big double wooden doors leading from my bedroom onto the Veranda. One time, one morning, I had woken and was just laying there still half asleep, and suddenly I saw a little mouse scurrying along the skirting boards, then disappearing under the crack of those big doors, and actually, the little mouse was taking its time really, not scurrying too much, he didn’t know that I was just laying there watching him. So that was the memory, those doors reminded me of that little mouse, and why I would eventually get this little wry smile on my face, as those control freak dog girls starred at me. Those bimbos would have buckleys chance of working out why I was smiling. J “Oh, just a happy childhood is all”. It is those girls who still follow me around, harass me and steal from me. No such happy child hood for them. Seriously, what possesses people to simply stare at someone for literally hours? It was not like I was some ‘stunning beauty’, oh contrare! It seems to be some weird female trait, to obsess and meddle in others business. I think it’s dog related. An unevolved characteristic. 11. Bad Actors who do Not take their Job Seriously And as a Result Disrespects the Central Character’s Life These moviemakers, well storytellers, were trying to manipulate the viewer one side or the other, you choose; the debate was about whether there should be laws put in place to convict people who were involved in wars, and caused atrocities, and generally acted like Nazis. It was a true story from the 1940’s about the war conferences held to determine crimes and punishments. One side would say their argument, and the viewer could easily agree with it, they win, but then the other side put their case forward, even more eloquently so, and so the viewer would easily agree with that side. Then a third judge would add to the debate stating if there were no laws before the war you can’t apply the laws made after the war to the previous war - which of course confuses the whole situation. Anyway, the story whilst being a valuable debate is not the point of what I’m trying to make here, my point is the people portraying the story, the actors, I felt were not taking their roles seriously, may have been ad-libbing in spiteful and bitchy ways, also whilst tooting car horns - most inappropriate. So much so, I could not watch after ½ hr or so, so missed out on the full story. I’m writing about it because actors need to take their job seriously, even if it is a cushy job! Telling somebody else’s life story needs to be treated with respect. 12. Meddling Mary’s, Modern in Victorian st -none of your business One day when I was watching my favourite show ‘Grand Designs’, the camera crew were talking to members of the public about the upcoming house that was being built. And this camera crew came across to me as rather manipulative, they wanted to stir up trouble, as in get the neighbour to say they don’t like it, it does not belong, and create a big neighbourhood conflict. And those neighbours really had no idea that they were being manipulated. I mean if they really sat down looked at the big picture, applied some common sense, they would realise that they don’t really care if the neighbour’s house is white or grey, or if it’s too modern or too old-fashioned. And even if they didn’t like it, this is an opinion which should be kept to themselves, or discussed within their household - it certainly shouldn’t be taken to a committee before council!! It is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS how your neighbours wish to renovate their home THEIR HOME THEIR MONEY. Or how they want their new house to be shaped, or coloured! I find it extraordinary how Council will tolerate this kind of community conflict, it’s like they relish in this conflict, so then they can play sides and then go on powertripping rule making and decision-making process. When in fact, any conflict of this nature, should be dismissed immediately, and those nuisance neighbours should be informed that indeed it is NOT any of their business and they shouldn’t be so jealous, and they should revel in their neighbours happiness. Shame on councils and nosy neighbours. Btw, there are privacy laws in Australia, to protect people against someone prying into their personal business, like no address or car rego details are made public. Unless what someone’s doing is illegal, it’s probably not worth the time to look into it. That, plus it may violate privacy rights and you could, in theory, get in trouble (a right being a guide rather than a law - in my experience the powers that be, don’t give a flying fig about privacy) I of all people, know how important privacy is, especially when it comes to backyards and earshot situations (no prying neighbours thanks very much) Not to mention privacy online, I have been tracked and banned from many social media websites, this would have come about due to a violation of my privacy. Google: guilty, there appears to be one black dog cunt who works there, it could be Nikki Barret, who has decided to ban ALL my google map reviews – she, is a fucked person, who I personally hope, burns in hell. Anyway, I am straying off subject, what I’m trying to say, is activity/construction/renovation/plans, need to be kept private from neighbours and other jealous members of the community. Having members of the neighbourhood allowed to have a say in your business or construction, is a ridiculous concept. I can’t believe it’s even a topic on Grand Designs. The prominent architect, goes on to say that this is one of the biggest problems in gaining planning permission from councils, as they listen to what jealous spiteful neighbors have to say!! Ridiculous. Why would you even ask the neighbours what they thought - don’t ask them. I believe this is a UK problem, I’ve not heard this to be a problem in Australia, most Australians are too scared to buck the trend anyway, or have no money to build a modern home. They get what the government says. In Australia, I find the general attitude of the whole community is NOT to respect anyone else’s privacy, very true in my experience, so nosy, such perves, most people. Although I realize it was because of all the shonky home builders that councils had to step in, in the first place. Still if someone wants to build a modern house in a Victorian street, I say GO AHEAD. Here is a good spot to mention the topic of an old federation homes, and conservation. I recall back in the 80’s which was the time when “Federation” really took off in my area in Australia, and they wanted to “preserve” old buildings by listing them as ‘untouchable’. Of course, there are a lot of old buildings, particularly in Sydney built out of stone that are worth preserving, but I feel there is an element of nazi behaviour that took over those councils, and they wanted to preserve anything that’s old, and has survived. Obviously, that is a bit silly, because houses built back in the day, often were not built by ‘thinkers’, weren’t functional, practical or insulated, and some of them are just really odd. Like in the UK, (where Australian councils adopt a lot of planning policy from) there are buildings and homes from 300yrs ago that have extremely low ceilings - and have been ‘grade a’ listed, meaning they can’t be touched, but only preserved. Really and truly - obviously anything with a ceiling where you are going to hit your head - JUST BULLDOZE IT DOWN, don’t be ridiculous! There was an old house in Gunnedah which was listed as Federation in the 80’s. Actually, it was an old hospital, built in the Timber Federation style, no one had inhabited it for at least 50 years, it was kind of rundown, but still in ok shape, because it was built well. Actually, it was next door from our house in Henry st. A bright red federation building, infact I’ve written about this before, but when I tried to find it, it was missing. So, I put it here, again. So, at the time of when there was Hayley’s comet, ( halley's comet ) not too long after the place was declared ‘untouchable’, a Developer put in an application to council planning, to bulldoze the hospital for a block of units. {Now, it would not surprise me, if the Developer read about how, it was ‘untouchable’, and this triggered his ‘rebel’ mode, and so wanted to develop it? – such is the nature of certain people with certain nazi backgrounds} But Council declared “no, it is a listed federation house. It needs to be preserved for old times’ sake”. Following a whole lot of legal battles between the developer and council, council stood firm “No”. Rules are Rules. (Cat and mouse game going on.) So, a short time after that, one night, there was a big fire, and the whole Federation hospital had burnt down. The fire was declared an accident, but everyone in town knew that it was deliberately lit by the developers, but no one cared, so certainly no one was held accountable, and so the units were built (actually to the detriment of our neighbourhood, as there were a lot of ‘dogs’ who moved into the units, and we had items stolen, and I was later harassed by women and sm’s (single mother sons) in those units – I feel the ‘density’ factor, is the problem, such close proximity and earshot, sparks problems). As far as I was concerned, that old hospital did fall under the category of ‘dysfunctional’, and not practical, not comfortable to live in, and definatly not an attractive building, so it didn’t really matter. Although there was another building, some 30yrs later that was destroyed (I am not sure how, one minute it was there, the next minute it was gone, seemingly no debate at all. It was a large 3 or 4 story pink warehouse, an old flour mill, or was it a cotton gin, or wool press? That big building would have been a beautiful conversion, although it was on the river, in a flood zone, but it was built to last the floods, with the first floor being open. I later came across an article about the building, I think it was on the Gunnedah Independent (now the Gunnedah Times) Facebook page, that warehouse was built in 1860 by George Cohen and it lasted that whole time, it lasted through every flood until in 2016 or thereabouts when Gunnedah Council purchased the land as they were purchasing all the land in the flood zone and they bulldozed the warehouse, it and turned it into a park, and in memory of George Cohen, they put up a plaque, because he refused to move his business up into Conadilly Street, with all the other proposed businesses at the time; he wanted the main street of Gunnedah to remain in Maitland st, even though it’s a flood zone. Lol. Apparently the conflict with Council back then, was big, he was adamant that it be built in that spot, and eventually he got his own way. (How times have changed). But the main st with all the other businesses, was set up further, in Connadilly st. I’m not sure if it was such a wise spot. I am definitely an advocate for not building in flood zones. As pretty as it is down near the river flats. So, it was demolished and a couple of uncomfortable small units were built in its place, on stilts. Stupid. Ugly. And greed. Also, I am an advocate of saving materials from buildings, I’ve noticed most demolitions destroy everything, and take everything to the tip, it’s such a waste. I think it was only until recently maybe in the last 15 years where things have been salvaged. But I still see many demolition sites where nothing is saved, bricks included - all get thrown out, and it’s definitely a shame, as there is a HUGE market for second-hand salvaged timbers/doors/windows, and bricks especially. Have you ever been to a tip shop, my local one is packed out in opening hrs. I do wonder why those people don’t list demolition houses online, telling people they are free to take what they want, come and help yourself, I mean it will save the demolition people, if half the building is gone. Plus, if your savvy enough, you can end up building a whole house with free materials. I did try to find photos online of that old red hospital, but there were none – “never happened!” Later the pink building on an old google maps shot; the photo does not show its true pink colour. 13. Do you have the right TONE to argue your point? I recall one time when I had issues with David my landlord, at Rangari, there was a conflict discussion in progress up the paddock. As we were talking, I noticed, after a bit, he would hear the tone of my voice (which was agitation) and he wouldn’t listen to what I was saying, he just heard my tone, and to him that tone was FIGHT, so instead of listening to what I said, which would have resolved the conflict, he just blindly started fighting. And because we didn't really know each other very well he just kind of started taking odd potshots, it was a little comical for me and I tried not to laugh. I instantly knew in that moment what his marriage would be like, with past arguments and qualms being thrown back at each other, instead of potshots. Lol So, he just heard my tone, and paid no attention to what I actually was saying. I think a lot of other people do this - I’m not sure whether this is something that needs to be learnt - how to listen to people, or if its alcohol abuse, or emotionally abusive parents, or boring and tedious school teachers. I’m definitely no expert in the area, but it’s common. I’ve had to learn to control my tone when talking to certain people. In fact, it can be quite advantageous speaking “softly spoken” in many situations. I think it makes the other person feel unthreatened. For instance, there was one man who was big, a big beefy bodybuilder, plus tall, broad and good looking, and what would happen, is that he would encounter other men who found him to be a threat, just from looking at him and his size! (Such is the big egos of men wanting to be the toughest and the strongest in the room - "oh yeah, you wanna fight"!!) And the guy hadn't done anything to provoke it - it was just an automatic caveman reaction from a smaller person to a larger person. {Yes it still is 2024}. So, to thwart all the men wanting to fight him constantly for no real reason aside from ego and fear (which are not valid reasons to pick a fight with someone), the big bodybuilder came up with a plan, he learnt how to speak softly, so he’s thought of as a big ‘softy’, so as not to be a threat. I think here is a good place to put something that I’ve noticed certain people do when they do actually listen too. Because I’ve always prided myself on someone who is a good listener when compared to others - for example; it is required when you’re listening to someone to kind of interject at certain points and say “oh” “yeah” “mmmm” “go on” - things like that, to show that you’re listening and understanding fully of what the person is saying. A lot of people don’t do this, and I am left wondering, am I talking to a zombie or are they understanding? Sometimes I find out in the end, that they had understood, but it did not show. Other times, I can later see they had NO understanding of what I was saying at all, and instead of interjecting with WHAT or something, they kept quiet for the whole remainder of the explanation – so weird). So maybe teachers could start teaching this in communication class - have they started teaching communication in school yet? 14. Struck by Lightning, and the wannabe “thought police” doing the opposite in pure Rebellious Drunk Australian Antagonism Form After seeing some archaeologists on telly one day, I thought that doing archaeology, digging up someone else’s house from 500 years ago was pretty pointless….. - but I was young and naive back then and realise, there has been some interesting facts uncovered, and truths about humans, because of archaeology. One day, when I was living on a farm at Tulcumbah near Keepit Dam , I came across a bit of cement sticking up out of the ground just near the house, and wondered what it was, I happen to have my spade with me, and so started digging the dirt to see what it was, after a bit I realised it was a path, and after a little bit more I realised there was a house just near the site that had been demolished, and my present house had replaced it. I just thought for a moment, that’s kind of interesting and dug up another bit. But in that moment, suddenly, as it was stormy, I was struck by lightning, literally, the lightning hit the metal shovel that I was using, and it went through me and out my metal toe capped boots. So actually, it didn’t hurt, except for a slight burning sensation near my toe, which was touching the metal in my steel toe Boots - so I’m not sure if that’s the usual way that lightning works but I figured if you want to be struck by lightning all you have to do is go out in the storm and wave a shovel around and you’ll be struck. Or it could’ve been a sign from God! telling me to stop bloody digging up the past, as He spent many decades slowly and carefully burring that path and old godawful house! Lol Btw I loved those steel cap toe boots, they were all black, so cute, it felt like my foot was in a big bubble of protection. I felt completely safe. “You can’t get my foot” I remember thinking, regularly, every time I put them on, “too bad if you wanted to stub my toe – you just can’t, haha!!” I amuse myself! But, so then, as at that time, I had problems with dogs following me around, female dogs ofcourse – I think they may have been politically related?? As in stupid dog women who work for politicians?? Same one who was jealous of my green knit pants. They were at Keepit dam on the speaker phone, I’m pretty sure trying to annoy me. So, I’m thinking some stupid dog has heard my thinking at that time, and has since made it her mission in life to try and inflict pain on my feet any chance she can see how. Rebelling against my thoughts of amusement – JUST LIKE A STUPID DOG. (I am definatly not referring of the k9 species here, as that would be an insult to the k9 variety - -they would never do such a thing). So, they / she is along the lines of foot binding pushers. She is a sadist. Read my many stories about this, with catheads, acacia thorns, sharp hooks, being placed in my path in the hopes I will tread on them. Unfortunatly this person is not a figment of my imagination. Real dog cunt. I thought the hole in my work boot was deliberate too at first, to cause planter fasciitis, but actually some people worked out, that the hole was caused by a planter wart, caused by incorrect homeopath treatment, by St Leonards clinic. At the moment, I'm reading 1984 by George Orwell. In his book, "the thought police"; today, are a 'thing'! copycats! Today in 2020 too, if you tell a psychiatrist this theory, - you'll be accused of being a crazy schizophrenic. But psychiatrists don’t want to admit they are wrong {which is what makes them stupid}). So, as I'm reading it, the whole thing is reminiscence of "the dogs". I'm constantly referring to the dogs who sniff things out - they're just like the thought police in his book. The Queen, back when she was alive, advised me that she used to refer to the dogs as the "Bolsheviks"! I think it's safe to say that, since you can't deny or confirm if it's true or not 😁 In my first story on ‘Life Stories P3’ of my Blog, there is a slight photo of the side of the Henry st house, unfortunatly I did not have any older photos showing the huge 4 old trees that were down that side area, 3 gums and 1 pine all along the centre row by the side of the house – the whole area was probably 6m wide, and 25m long. One year maybe around 2002 or so, there was a storm, and all those 4 trees were struck by lightning! All of them. Plus, they all fell horizontal to the house, in effect, missing the house as they fell. Only 1 branch hit the side window awning with a little damage. Talk about unlucky lucky!! And one of those gums was massive, but no none of them were anywhere near the end of their lives. It was bizarre. Mum and dad had their photo taken for the local paper ‘The Independent’ which is now the ‘Gunnedah Times’. They were posed sitting on the giant tree trunk with masses of densly packed gum leaves all around them. I wish I had the shot. It was them both together in their older years. Their grey hair matched the glauca leaves! Actually, I have written this story at least twice now, but it keeps disappearing, I specifically remember writing: because of the excitement, and trauma of it, dad got a bit of a new "lease on life". 15. Telstra Guarantee I want to talk about my life experience with Telstra, as it has been quite extraordinary. You would think this would just be a business providing a service, but no, this is pretty much the least of what Telstra do. Telstra is a big company, they are rich and cocky, and do as they please. They also sponsor a lot of television shows and community projects thus have a lot of weight within the community, their favourite thing to do is brain wash people. Anyway, the main thing I wanted to mention (putting aside all the little things that happen as you invariably need to speak to Telstra about phone/Internet) But as I did not know about the Telstra Guarantee when I needed it, I am writing about my experience, because, chances are, it is not only me that they ‘cheat’, it would be a lot of young ladies. So, what it is; when you ask them for a new phone connection, they’re meant to just do it, no matter where you live, if there’s an existing phone line they meant to do it within two days (there’s other rules for if there’s no phone line at all, but I’ll just stick to what I know) So when I first wanted to get my phone put on, I was living on a farm and I went through a terrible time communicating with Telstra, when I phoned Telstra, each time it was like I was speaking to zombies, it was just impossible for me to get my phone connected, they were rude, patronizing, arrogant, condescending, powertripping, stupid, contradictory and facetious, to start with. It took weeks if not months of relentless phone calls from payphones to get my landline connected. Now, I was only there briefly, but my next farmhouse, I had to go through the same ugly process, and again all the same problems. Same thing happened at my following farmhouse, (renting all my life, the things renters have to put up with, they get tossed around like a seal by a whale) Telstra seem to have issues with doing farm houses too, as they only like doing populated areas, as they are greedy. If they have to go all the way out to a farm, it takes half a day, so it costs them - even though they’re one of the richest companies in Australia. So, what I didn’t know at the time was this is a ‘known’ problem, there are ‘known’ people who work at Telstra who play bimbo dog ‘games’ with customers. So, the government has come up with a rule - if a customer asked you to connect their phone and you haven’t done it within two days, you have to pay $60 per day for each day that it goes unconnected. I can’t remember how I came across this, but it is listed and written in the Yellow Pages, it’s called the Telstra Guarantee, so that particular time they hadn’t connected it and I contacted them about this Telstra agreement, and at that point there would be a tally of about $2500! And indeed, they paid the $2500. But guess what, I had to move again, and at my next address, another farmhouse, the same thing happened, and it was about the same $2500 they paid to me again. And yet again, I had to move, another farmhouse, the same thing was about to happen, I could see the zombies starting to mess me about, so immediately, I told them that I was aware of the Telstra guarantee and that they would have to pay $60 for each day that it is not connected. I told them, that in the past they’ve paid me approximately $5000 for the same problem. Within an hour I had someone calling me back saying that they will get it connected that day. If only all business’s and Courier company’s had the same rule – Allied Express, that would be $60 a day, for so far, 96 days, you figure it out. ($5,760 – I’ll take a check thanks Allied) I have heaps more to say about the evil and stupid women that work at Telstra. Something else wicked Telstra do, (I have talked about this before but I could not find it) a huge problem within the whole community of Australia; the situation is; people need to communicate to function and not fight - most fighting is a result of poor communication, and Telstra encourage this fighting behaviour by making phone calls ridiculously expensive, for certain people (I know all plans are different depending on where you are in Australia and who you are) I mean I’ve been talking to people over the phone, who try to cut the conversation short due to phone charges - and as a result the conversation has been completely inadequate to say the least. Especially since it doesn’t actually cost Telstra anything when people make these calls, because all infrastructure is already in place. Problems as a result of poor communication is not in the least bit funny. I am sure this evil sense of humour is what drives a lot of Telstra‘s behaviour. { oh, and because communication really is a source of many arguments, in my opinion, the whole world should learn English; at least if we knock out a language barrier, there’s more of a hope of peace} I want to further add today, to this story (10th of November 2021) as of late, Telstra have been putting me through to ‘gay boys’, as in a certain type of person, who has that certain way of speaking, with a certain tone. I associate them as gay boys, but who knows, maybe they’re all just from a certain part of Melbourne. I want to further add today, to this story (7th of July 2023) as of late, Telstra have been putting me through to the same woman. So, I had to call all the petshops in Mackay to see who sold my cats favourite meat, (and how much), and 3 of them were answered by the same woman, and 2 of them were answered by the same young man. None of them had my cats food at an affordable price. All the calls to the woman overcharged, and the 2 calls to men said they had none. Still typical of women, stealing by overcharging. Anyway, the ‘one woman’ sounded like the dog from the tool shop who stole $16 from me with faulty glue. And it had something to do with my stupid bimbo neighbours who spend most of their time harassing and obsessing with what I am doing, as after I made all those calls – they were laughing and carrying on like “we got you, ha ha”. Also that stupid neighbour had something to do with the mail man picking my lock to deliver a package into my locker, so he would not have to deliver it to my door, face to face – that express postman is a discriminator. But instead of discriminating against my DOG NEIGHBOURS WHO ANNOY THE CRAP OUT OF ME AND EVERYONE IN THIS UNIT COMPLEX, they do the opposite, and target the victim of those stupid dogs. There’s that song again – fuck off fuck off fuck off fuckoff fuck off fuck off fuck off fuckoff. I have the next paragraph on 4 other stories, as it has come to realization, in 2024, that this particular issue is the main issue with most of the problems I have with ‘monkees on my back’; those people are, infact single narcissists, who are latching on to me, as a single woman, trying to play out their stupid narcissists ways (they still may be in a relationship with someone else, but that other someone else, does not let them play their games, so they look elsewhere, it is a form of betrayal too. But I mean, just get a divorce, its no good being married to a narcissists. No point.) I especially feel I have these problems from Telstra staff. Really they belong in jail. You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much NOT being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it, sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (As soon as I read this, I immediately thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also, a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools. And Telstra call centre staff). So, if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid. Scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. 16. Telstra FIGHTING TACTICS if they are not worshipped, together with CBA thieves. Telstra have so many fighting antics up their sleeve, they are ridiculously childish, not to mention, pretty much have delusions of grandeur and want to be worshipped (not just treated with courtesy and respect – they want to be WORSHIPPED). How they are actually still operating is unknown. But this is a perfect example of what someone / 1 company, does when they have too much power, eventually it goes to their head. No one keeps them in check, or reminds them not to be so arrogant. And they have as much money to do as much power tripping as they please, all that I’ve mentioned previously is only half of it. Here is just another little tactic they use; When you phone up and ask them about your account, they say they can’t find your account. They go through all sorts of reasons, excuses, processes, and it’s purely to waste my time - they know perfectly well who I am. I’ve been a long-term customer of Telstra for over 30yrs. They’ve done this on numerous occasions, I tell them to set it straight - but no, they do not, it’s a game for them, a bored bitch game. Suffice to say, after my last expense with Telstra, I am no longer a Telstra mobile phone customer. I have dodo phone service. I did have an Active8me Internet service, all working perfectly and much cheaper, but with address I need different providers. Another thing that happened and I’m not sure whether this is Telstra or CBA actually, I suspect CBA they’re guilty as all hell at stealing, but I gave Telstra my credit card for a new large data plan, $75. I upgraded to a large plan. I assumed they billed me. About three weeks later I had to change my credit card because of a security breach by a fake internet provider – Circles (Which actually I suspect is Telstra company, and, infact, I will write further about this- I strongly suspect, actually I know, Telstra IT nerds create “pop-up” web stores on the Internet - targeting specific customers who they want to steal from, in the form of overcharging desired products. For example, when the Internet was relatively new, farmers were told there was various weather websites they could go on and check the weather. I did a search for a weather website, the only one listed was a Telstra one, and that website wanted you to pay $800 a month to be updated with accurate weather. EIGHT HUNDRED DOLLARS! But the real weather website) is actually free, you can check it on BOM, bureau of meteorology. So that’s just one example, there’s heaps of others, I don’t want to list, because the people that have started those businesses as a sideline, will probably still be making money and overcharging stealing from people online. I specifically think they’re targeting me; they have my IP address because back then they were actually not many people on the internet, especially in Gunnedah. But because of that Telstra guarantee (see my photo story about that full story) - the rule of; if they don’t connect a new phone connection, they have to pay $60 per day, and they ended up paying me quite a sum of money, thousands,and so now they have a group of Telstra people working to try and steal money from me, because, they don’t believe that I was entitled to that money - but I can assure you I most certainly was. You fucked up Telstra! They also use this overcharging method to steal from various retailers, ones that are in cahoots with Telstra girls - I think they manage to brainwash the owners of certain retailers. Female dog tactics. Anyway, back to this particular story. So, CBA issued me another credit card with new numbers, so this means I have to literally physically go around and update all my automatic payment methods with my new credit card, including Telstra. Only I forgot to do Telstra‘s, but they kept sending me a bill saying I was $20 in credit, so I was unaware that the $75 payment had failed and I kept on having Internet problems – slow connection, I mean it had been working fine for the last 2 yrs, and now all of a sudden, too slow to work after 6pm. I kept on phoning them up, asking what is the problem? But they refused to fix it or let me know what the problem was, until finally like about 8 weeks later, it was discovered that the payment had failed, and apparently, they sent me a bill saying I was in credit because they have changed my account to a different platform – least that was their excuse, as to why I was not advised of the payment failure – they are full of shit, and just wanted to cause problems. They wanted to have “fuel”, an excuse to ‘muck things up for me” – a typical Australian problem amongst big business especially. So, I said to them once it was clear this was the problem, well, I will update my details, I hung up and I didn’t update my credit card details that afternoon, it was late, I waited till the next morning, but when I was in NetBank, I saw a payment of $75 had just gone through 2hrs before. I know I sure as hell didn’t update my details two hours previously. I contacted Telstra and demanded to know how they obtained my new credit card details and they said the only way they could obtain new credit card details is if I told them or somebody else told. NO OTHER WAY. SO, I contacted the bank, and that girl (dog) said Well even though you’ve changed credit cards, technically if there’s money owing to you, like if you’re in debt, then CBA can transfer the money via your new credit card. TOTAL DOG THIEVES at cba. I’m pretty sure they can’t do this, I’m pretty sure that CBA girl was lying her arse off. (As if that was true it would have gone through the following day, not 8 weeks later – so CBA have blatantly stolen $75. The only other possibility is some stupid dog has my new credit card details and phoned Telstra to update, except no one has my credit card details that I am aware of – this does not mean that stupid dogs do not have my new details, like I have previously mentioned, I have dogs that follow me everywhere I go, and there is one that lives across the road from me at no 9. So, either way that person is a thief, and the CBA dog was covering for her – which I know happens a lot – there are a lot of stupid dogs in Australia that need protection because of their stupid bimbo behaviour – just like this. And, btw, even after Telstra received payment, they still did not fix my internet, like I know they can easily. There were some other dubious matters going on at CBA with the pending payments; the fake company charged my cc $1 – you know sometimes companies do this before accepting payment or account holders. So, they deducted money off CC, but it was not $1, it was $200, but the pending payment said it was $1, only the amounts added up to $200 – do you see what they did? Literally stealing $200. At first, I did not know why there was another $200 missing off my cc, (because this has happened before, and they reimbursed me when I complained to the Bank TIO) so it was missing for about 3 weeks, then finally I thought I would have to phone the bank, when I remember that $1 pending payment from the dodgy Circles company (which I am pretty sure is actually Telstra) then suddenly miracle of miracles, the $200 gets returned to my account – as soon as I remembered it 3 weeks later. So, they were trying to steal $200 from me in the hopes that I wouldn’t remember that $1 pending payment - if I hadn’t remembered they would’ve tried to steal another $200 again. They are sure as hell are guilty, and should be held accountable. {update, it happened again in 2024, with $150 missing, and 3 fake surcharges applied to 3 bakery transaction, 2mnths after I made the transaction – they literally are stealing, but say, when I ask them about it – that’s not possible. Well, it is, it happened, and now I am going to need screenshots of all transactions as proof. Oh. No. nothing nuisance about that – CBA you are a nuisance, aside from thieves with no morals. But by the way you can’t make any complaints to CBA they have absolutely no complaints phone number, no complaints email or online contact form - they are the most arrogant big business around. I also should mention Telstra have been putting my phone calls through to incorrect people, to bimbo dogs, for years. I think at first, they may have been putting my calls through to their Telstra colleagues? But later they put me through to other various people and have caused a lot of problems for me. Like when I tried to call the butcher, some zombie girl takes the call, and there are no young girls that work at the Butcher. Another Telstra tactic, by the dog pervert ones, is to switch my Internet off when I leave my unit, (I have a mobile broadband now, so I can take it where ever I go, and I get interenet. Or when I go into the toilet. Fuck off you fucking disgusting perverts. There is a specific Chinese or Asian guy that does this, I have started recognising their voices now. There is also one who calls herself ivy – she is disgusting. Actually in 2024 I learnt there's a specific word to describe these people and their personality trait, and it's actually listed as a mental health problem, but pretty much 90% of all people in Australia I have encountered, suffer from this condition, so it's a little bizarre describing something so widespread as a mental health issue! The word is narcissism. Infact all this time I have been writing my blog, I have yet to mention this totally annoying phenomena of nuisance callers. I receive numerous phone calls, nuisance phone calls, mainly consisting of people calling and then hanging up, not saying anything, and the numbers are always private listing, so this tells me basically it’s Telstra who have been doing this. I now screen all my calls, and any unlisted numbers are sent to voice mail. I also record ALL phone calls I make and receive (this makes a big difference) - stupid stupid stupid little dogs who have no common sense who work at Telstra, you all deserve a baseball batting, I hope you get cancer and die. fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off. And how can they get away with doing this? Police are powerless against those dogs. 17. Phone call sabotage by Telstra bimbos who think it will be funny I’ve mentioned a few times now, sometimes I think Telstra, when I call someone, they put me through to some stupid dog, and not the actual person I want to speak to; so here is a list of examples of when that happened; Agnes Water, when I tried to call the butcher, I just got this stupid girl instead of the butcher. I think this has happened twice, with a different butcher too? At Rangari, another time I needed to obtain some information about my business number, I had a registered business number, in operation for several years. When I phoned them up, I just got this stupid girl who said no there’s no such ABN as that, you’re not listed as a business register, and I told her that I was, and she kept insisting that I wasn’t. I’m not sure what her game was because I definitely am listed, if you look me up, you can see me listed, - just a stupid dog who wanted to fight, so condescending and contradictory - it’s like why the hell does Telstra put me through to the stupid dogs? I don’t ask to speak to stupid dogs ever? (this kind of phone call happens a lot) A LOT. INFURIATING! Another time, I phoned up a bookshop and some stupid dog told me to drive out to Blacktown to get a particular book, wild goose chase. Ok, no more book purchases. Melbourne, I purchased a Belkin product, and it didn’t work, so I phoned the number on the little pamphlet, and after at least an hour and a half of putting me on hold, they finally put me through to someone, and when I asked them, the guy said “I donna-no” in that typical stupid Australian tone, and after I’d hung up, I’m pretty sure that voice sounded familiar, and I realized it was in fact my new flatmate - so I’m not sure why Telstra would’ve put me through to my flatmate? He had no idea about why my product wasn’t working, and as if he would ergo “I donna-no”. I refuse to purchase that brand. Twice I called Sarina Pet Shop and twice I got a recorded voice message service, but I know someone’s always in that shop manning it, and it’s not that busy. So, I suspect Telstra divert my calls? Well, also at any rate, Sarina Pet Shop never returns my calls. The most recent time, I think they’ve just given up on putting me through to other people, and instead what they do is say “this phone number is no longer connected” when I know that’s absolute garbage, because there are some businesses who won’t ever close down. When I call Telstra to find out why the line isn’t working, when I know that it is, again I get some sheepish stupid dog implying that I shouldn’t be calling them anyway!! Can you believe that, as if it is any ones else business who I call? Who the hell do they think they are? definitely Telstra related; putting my phone calls through to people that obviously are inappropriate and not the correct person? There has been heaps, like so many, I can’t possibly list them all. Someone needs to sue their arses off, and rack off you stupid bimbos at Telstra. I literally have to swear black and blue at them to get them off my back. Stupid monkeys. Actually, here is a good spot to mention also, I've noticed, at age 51, I don't think I can recall a time when I've called someone, been sent their voice message, left a message for them to return my call (- usually in relation to work issue), and then they actually have called me back. Not once, I just can't think of any time when that has happened. I ALWAYS have to chase up the person that I need to speak with repeatedly. It's either an indication of how disrespectful people are or infact what I am saying about Telstra is true, they are diverting my calls. You know I've called a lot of people over the years, so I'm sure someone somewhere must've called me back and returned my phone call? if you were one of those rare people, please remind me who you are so I can say there was at least one person! Photo above is my good BBQ at Rangari, not really related to above story, but I wanted to put a photo of it up here. 18. School Woodworking Projects I recall many years ago, boys doing the HSC and woodwork; and they would come up with projects to do, they did kind of big impractical projects, and I wondered why there’s so many boys making big old fashioned grandfather clocks. Make one of these young boys , you can’t go wrong. Far more practical. Perhaps even make 2, one for normal use, and a smaller one for sleeves and collars! And you know, this, explains a lot about Australians. They’re not even taught from an early age to be practical and functional: to create things that make your life easier. Wake up Australia. 19. Mothers Teaching their Kids how to Shoplift This is something that’s not mentioned or ever talked about -mothers encouraging their kids to steal for them, and for themselves. Often it’s pretty mothers who have everyone fooled. I have seen at least on 3 occasions in my life, a mother encouraging her child to steal. No one would believe me if I told them because the mother was so pretty and well-dressed. I would’ve had to catch them on camera, (as I was swimming in the ocean for one of them, that was not possible), btw, that mother, now, I am not saying it was her, but it looked like Beyonce, the singer, and a 6yr old child, a boy, mother keeping a look out, son stealing from my bag on the beach. Just disgusting. Then I was driving another time, and the third time I felt, I witnessed the ‘now’ adult stealing, because from what he had learnt as a child being raised by his two bimbo parents - both respectable members of the community btw. And a 4th - a girl at school, who used to ‘use’ other girls, her friends, and unbeknownst to them, use them to distract the shop girl, while she pocketed candy bars. She would’ve stolen $1000’s worth of candy bars over the 6 years). Although I do take my camera with me everywhere I go now, and I usually have my carcam on too, I seem to witness a lot of ‘questionable behaviour’, it’s safer if I have my body cam with me at all times. I have put this here because many possessions of mine have been stolen (about $10,000 worth over 15yrs). And up here in QLD, some of them taken from small spots, for instance only a child could climb up onto my Veranda through the gap. So it goes on in the general community out there, and it goes on within close community of neighbours. What is wrong with people? I recommend not having kids, especially if you can’t afford to raise them (don’t be bimbos please, it’s offensive to my sex, and only bimbos steal) The things you need to be teaching your ‘easily manipulated’ kids, is about marketing people, and how they want to trick you into buying, and pestering their folks for products. I mean come on, do you know how clever and smart those marketing people are? you have to warn your little naive kids about them, do them a favour. You know, when my little brother was growing up (10 yrs between us), my mother made a bet with him -that he couldn’t last 12 months without watching television, (she did not want him to be a child TV bum) and if he won, then they would give him $1000 at the end of the year. (back then $1000 was more than it is today), and he did it. He went the whole 12 months without watching television. I think he was 14 or 15 at the time. My savvy parents had learnt how to incentivize! (I just a savvy biography movie on Netflix, where the mother forced her kids to go to the library and start reading, instead of watching telly in the arvo, – no $1000 reward either. One of the kids went on to be a Doctor.) When I was younger, about 9 or so. Our family television broke, and mum said, “that’s it, we’re not getting another television, we are having a television break, we are having family time!” We went for a think maybe 1-2 years without a television. And to be honest, I don’t really remember that time as ‘television-less’ so to speak, it was not missed, we all seemed to have other things to occupy ourselves with. When the house sold and we moved in town, we got a new one. It takes savvy to raise a child – not bimbo thiefness - you ought to adopt your child out if you’re a thief. Do them a favour. There is a lot of competition now between savvy mothers, if you’re a thief – you have no chance. 20. If you can’t get within 10m of girl in waking hrs, SAME APPLIES IF SHE’S ASLEEP 21. Mall Dogs and Blondes who Baby Discriminate If you read my “bitches at big W” story, I mentioned I had shoppers who chimed in and did signs about how my bike was stolen, so this is really the tip of the iceberg as to what goes on when I have ever been to a Mall. I absolutely now never ever go to a Mall as long as I can help it. Malls are the number one place for dogs to hang out at. If you want to see bunch of dogs, then go to a Mall. They hang out there by the hordes in bimbo herds. Not only do I have problems with dogs in shops, like shopkeepers, but people who run the Mall, also, they like to get on the overhead speakers and come up with stupid shenanigans - it’s just problematic for me to go to a Mall – any Mall. Now I want to really make the clear distinction between being annoyed in a situation because people are harassing, and then just thinking people are harassing. When I go to a Mall, I most definitely get harassed by numerous people, it is not a figment of my imagination, it is not a mental health problem. If I hear one more person telling me I have mental health problems, I think I might chop their head off (in a very sound of mind way). As I’ve mentioned numerous times “thank you Apple iPhone camera”) you have greatly improved any Mall experience that I have to attend to. I want to mention one time I went to a Mall in Tamworth, and it was when my neighbour/landlord had given birth, and she knew I had to go to Tamworth every 2-3mnths, so this time she had driven us over, she had an errand and asked if I could take the pram, and we would meet up 20minutes later outside the Mall. I said sure. Off I went into the Mall with baby and stroller. Now, it was the strangest thing when I went to this mall – there were no dogs doing signs, not only that, all the girls were coming up to me and being very ‘nice’, wanting to chat about the baby, I am fairly certain one of them was that stupid blonde who steals from me at checkout at Harvey Norman and Bunnings, and God knows where else. Now, here is another case in point about stupid blondes - you stupid little blonde; I am the same person with or without child. How do you discriminate against women who don’t have babies - just another stupid factor emerging in the list of things that stupid blonde women do. 22. Kindy Pinterest - Can’t say pussy on Pinterest- Words you can’t use on the internet without being Flagged and Banned Can’t say ‘persecution’ on Local Search Can’t say ‘discriminatory’ on Local Search Cant’s say ‘nazi’ on Google, Flickr or Pinterest and probably more Can’t say ‘pussy’ on Pinterest (in context with cats) You can’t say anything on facebook. Stupid – absolutely stupid, which part of democracy do you not understand? 23. We want 100% Biodegradable thanks These teabags have a plastic jingle top part, which makes them un-biodegradable, un-compostable, and unworthy. 24. Grandmothers Relegated to Child Carers I know 3years before I moved from Rangari, so that would’ve been 2015, I was being woken up at night, and I know my next-door neighbours were waking me up deliberately; the most obvious reason why I thought this, was because the noises would always come from the direction of their house, which was the only one in the area, and about 1/2km away. So, I’m talking about loud noises. And whilst it’s not as bad as at that time, I still clearly am being awoken during the night, at my address here in QLD. Particularly by extra loud trucks, who then intern set the wildlife off - who spend the next 15 minutes screaming in the bush. I think they do it deliberate. At Rangari, I thought it was a deliberate plan to make sure that I was not able to get up as I usually did around 5am and do the garden. I thought it was literally sabotage on my gardening work, and I fully still believe that it was. I’ve mentioned this before in my blog, about being woken up, but the reason I’m talking about it now, is because the evening before, I bumped into a neighbour down at the mail lockers who had her granddaughter with her. This neighbour is definitely guilty, along with others in the street, her ‘peers’ and friends, cohorts, of harassing and stealing from me. It was her and her friends, that did something to my car, in order to make it go put put put…. Whilst there might be other members of the community who think these ladies are completely innocent - they certainly don’t have me fooled. So, about that woman and her granddaughter, you know, mothers who fob their kids off onto their mothers, fall into the completely hopeless category - the child’s grandmother is not appropriate nor responsible for raising the child, it’s a generation thing. The Grandmother is not equipped like a mother is. The mother is required to raise her child, as only a mother has natural born instincts that are required for their own special DNA offspring. If you can’t afford to have them, don’t have them, plain and simple. There is no rule stating you have to have kids if you’re a woman or wife. You know it’s because of hopeless mothers, that I have these delinquents and nuisance trucks following me around and harassing me in the first place. There should be a permit required to raising a child, especially in Australia. Hicklebilly country. Stop dam and blast waking me up at all hrs of the night. 25. I am a creative artistic person, always have been. In 2010 I started dabbling in digital collage on my PC in photoshop/Illustrator. I created these pictures below, sold on in the Tamworth art gallery and a few cards in the Gunnedah Art Gallery. I heard that one of the exercises they do in a psych situation, is ask the patient to draw a picture of something, and if the draw a picture of say, a daemonic entity, the person is going to be troubled somewhat, however if they draw a picture of say, a Sun and a house and a friend, then that person would be considered quite normal. So, looking at my pictures below, it can be determined that I am most likely ‘highly ecstatic’! I would concur, at that time in my life, it was certainly much easier than the previous decade. So, contrary to the stupid little blonde dog who follows me around and telling me I am depressed; I can assure you I’m not depressed; I have never ever been depressed. (get a life and bugger off you stupid twit - I have been told she has disappeared 2021, finally (direct result of my BLOG) Oh, and photoshop / Illustrator / Bridge – GENIUS people, thankyou thankyou (Am I the only photoshop user that gets annoyed by photoshop opening infront of other apps?) 26. Every 4th Day re Truck Drivers Concerning Themselves with my Hair I’ve just spent the past hour out on the back deck watering my ferns, they are getting very dry; I’ve only just managed to save one before it turns. Anyway, that whole time I was out there, on the highway (which unfortunately is well within earshot) there’s been a normal sounding truck driver, just driving up and down, turning around, and up and down. I know it’s the same one. Just as I had finished watering, and walked inside, the truck driver beeps, and then as soon as I reached the bathroom to shower and wash my hair, beeps again. And as soon as I am in the shower washing my hair, suddenly there’s no trucks driving by, all quiet. When I wash my hair IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS YOU STUPID TRUCK RETARD Trucks that beep outside my house on the highway is a regular occurrence, as I mentioned numerous times on my blog, I’m trying to do something about it, so far none of my tactics have worked, like they have in other areas. GUESS TRUCK DRIVERS ARE TOO STUPID TO GET IT. Oh, they usually beep whenever they have stolen something too, or when somebody else, has stolen something. So, I’m not sure if today, something has been stolen or whether the truck driver is deliriously happy that I’m going to be washing my hair. What an earth could possess that truck driver, to think, that my hair has anything to do with him or her? Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off. Get your own goddamn life and stay the fuck out of me and my hair. “I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair”….. one of my favourite childhood songs! You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much not being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it it sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (as soon as I read this, I immediatley thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools.) So if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid, scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. 27. Bike Stealing in Boganville Australia I spent $500 on a bike in 2020 , only to discover I had arthritis in my knees, and could not ride anymore (unless all was down-hill!) so I had to sell it. It sold for $100, practically brand new. What a waste. (someone go see if my then landlord has it?). But, my really good 10 speed ladies mauve bike that I got for xmas age 10, was stolen from the family shed at Gunnedah 20yrs ago too. I’m pretty sure most people would have a stolen bike story. I’m thinking Apple should get together with the bike people and insert those tags, hidden, into the bike. I mean talk about brilliant - those thieves have got no chance, NO CHANCE!! Ha ha!! Ha ha!! Ha ha!! Ha ha you stupid shoulder chipped IDIOTS! In fact, if I had an etrike today (I wish), I would definitely take the body apart and insert one, because they can be tracked everywhere undetected by thief, and the tag lasts for ages without needing to be re-charged. {As I update this I have thieves on FBMP get things I need or just want and put them on FBMP – at inflated prices atm – they used to be cheap, but not anymore – so annoying its like those bitches have no idea about my financial situation, even though I have stated it on my blog several times (to stop the stupid thieves from thinking I am rich) -this has been a big problem for me, still is, they still harass me from afar too, overseas TV industry. So, there is an electric etrike atm – they must get them from Sydney, they have transport carte blanche? - anyway, aside from money and knees, there is no bike path here, and its too dangerous riding a bike on these windy narrow roads}. If there was one, there would be too many people anyway, riding out to the beach. Also, my family could’ve secretly sold my mauve bike in a garage sale while I was living in Sydney - and not told me about it, thieves. It was really good bike, and I bet it sold for like $5? Although, more likely someone walked in and helped themselves, heard that I had a bike, and I lived in Sydney, took a risk no one would notice, and no one did, except me, much later. My cousins bike was stolen in Leichardt, I felt bad for him, as he was in yr11/ 12, working part time at Maccas, then maybe fulltime at Maccas briefly before Uni started, he saved up $2000 for a good bike to ride everywhere, he was into sports bigtime. And some arshole stole it off his front deck. ARSHOLE – I AM WILLING YOU TO BURN IN HELL. You know if more people got angry about these thieves, it would not happen – in case you have not noticed society is EXTREMELY anti-anger. So, stand up to all the nazi oppressors (like I do, even though I get banned), and get angry, if your valued item is stolen. The more people who do it, the less ‘normal’ it will be for all the stupid types that cannot handle anger. Sharon Morgan, plus stupid house wives on Facebook. (The very bimbos who raise the thieves in the first place). I just remembered something about my cousins bike. That was the time when I was friends with Rachel Wainberg, and hanging out with her, at her place where she and her sister also lived (1993) {later figured it was her, the sister who has been stalking me, harassing me and stealing from me, with her friend Winifred, ever since, for years. I cannot for the likes of me remember her name, still???? and she, it turned out years later, about 30, was my landlord at Gin Gin.} So, I was studying back then, and so was Sebastian, my cousin; I recall, one day Rachael and I went out with her sister, in their huge old green Mercedes, that their father had purchased for them (he thought it was a safe car – rated as safest by the car magazines!!). Just by the by, the amount of problems I have had with his 2nd daughter, I can see he was a useless father, Dr. I am not sure if he was a football fan, but; stop neglecting your kids for your own personal passions, if you wanted to watch football all the time, then you should not have had kids, when you have kids, your life as you know it is over, it is the same for fathers as it is for the mothers. Stop neglecting your fatherhood duties, you should be taking care of your kids – guiding them, setting good examples! Well, I guess, at least his girls didn’t have to catch public transport, unlike my father who thought public transport was perfectly acceptable – he was a little clueless in this area as to what kind of scum there is out there on public transport, and how a single woman, especially a young one, inadvertently attracts them. She is a magnet for idiots. So, their dad must have known about public transport predators – and it is a big thing – heaps of scum just wander around aimlessly looking for amusement and opportunity to steal, even ones who might be on a journey from A to B, if they see a single young woman on her own, will stop their journey so they can follow, annoy or steal. Male and female alike. And Sydney wide, not just in the troubled western suburbs. A lot of desperado stupids in Australia. I still have dogs who follow me at age 52 – and some of them I am sure have been following me around like this since I was in Sydney. 35 yrs ago. It is why I have so many items stolen constantly. One of them drives a white Toyota Hilux and one of them has a little red hatchback – could be same person swapping cars so they don’t get caught- getting caught is their worst fear – they are such coward idiots. Actually, I noticed in Sydney, the wealthy parents always drive their kids everywhere, including the older ones – I think this must be Sydney thing, more acknowledgment of scum. More awareness. Anyway, we arrived at out triathlon destination in their big old green Mercedes. Racheal’s sister had a boyfriend (a married man) who was into triathlons. So, we 3 girls headed off to “support” the married man’s escapades. Really not sure what I was doing there! It was a big triathlon, a major event, with bikes everywhere. Actually, I really had no idea what I was doing there at the time. I was hungry. Starving. (Fucking Centrelink). Rachael’s sister was a fucking bitch. After my realisation that she must be responsible for a lot of problems in my life now, re “can’t get Austudy”, I am thinking that my cousins bike theft around that time, may have had something to do with her and that guy, and the guys friend, maybe she overhead me tell Rachael I could not get Austudy, because Centrelink said my parents were too rich (which ofcourse is was not true, they declined me because the woman working there was a stupid bitch who refused to even give me an application form – I would have been able to get it), anyway, she told her boyfriend, he told his friend? If I recall, both those guys were short. Maybe the husband and his friend, and the sister, all had something to do with Sebastian’s fancy bike theft? Not to mention, also my little brothers bike was stolen in Gunnedah, and I know when he was telling me, there were dogs around, as in someone like Rachael Wainberg’s sister yelling out. And her parents moved to Gunnedah, so she frequently would have been travelling through, and to, Gunnedah over the years. {What a little stealing stupid bitch; Rachel, you need to get a gun and shoot your sister’s head off.} I also remembered something else; a bit later, I did temp babysitting in Sydney, for many families. I happened to go out one evening to house, and guess whose it was, it was that triathlon man, his 2yr old child, and I briefly met his wife, another blonde. Perhaps that blonde thought that it was me having an affair with her husband, and has been stalking me and stealing from me ever since??? As I have mentioned before on my Blog, I have dogs doing signs “someone stole your boyfriend!!” And I am like “steal all the way – get married and leave me alone”, since I do not have a boyfriend, and have NO intentions of ever acquiring one. Stupid blondes. It was not me who stole your husband, used him for sex, then put him back. It was actually some woman whose name I can’t remember, but it was something a rather Wainberg, and she has since changed it to Cate Rogers. And btw, she looks just like you, a blonde with big boobs and a big butt. Not like me; skinny flat chested brunette. {Side bar, that woman has probably been waiting for me to get married this whole time, so she can steal my husband! lol hahahhha hahah ha, still waiting I bet}. As I recall he did not pay me properly for the babysitting evening, it was New Years Eve, and double time. Meant to be double time, (through an agency), but he only paid for half time. So, he is definatly a thief, a sneaky slip of the hand thief, not to mention a cheater. Such trash there is in Sydney. You know it’s bad enough I get retarded idiots following me on trains, but to meet these thieving arsholes via friends, is even worse. STOP STEALING FROM ME YOU STUPID CUNTS. { And note the personal stealing off me, didn't really start when I was living in Sydney, it started after I got back from Melbourne RMIT, in Gunnedah, in 2005. So, the fact that there was stealing at this particular time of $50, around that guy, who was in cahoots with Rachel Weinberg sisters - this is yet another big giveaway, it's definitely them stealing from me. That $50 may have been stolen from my wallet if he did not do slip of the hand, as he had 2x$50 notes to pay me, he held them up to show me before he gave them. By the way, if I were living a different life, as in wanting to partner up with someone, I would never have an affair with a married man. I just ‘don’t believe’ in it; once you’re married, that’s it, you’re married for life, and other women are off the table. You have made a deal with not only each other, but with God. To interfere with this union, is just plain stupid in my opinion. 28. Carpal Boss Lump This morning when I went outside the kookaburras suddenly started laughing hysterically at me! I couldn’t work out what the issue was, I know there are certain things that set them off, - they are very cheeky birds. So, a couple of hours later I was inside and I noticed my wrist, suddenly, there was a big lump on it. I looked it up on google, it’s called Carpal Boss - it’s from over use. And as I’ve been doing a whole heap of knitting and spinning over Christmas and New Year, that must’ve triggered it, and hopefully it’s not an underlying osteoarthritis condition. Bloody Kookers! You know, those kookaburra’s seem to laugh at the most specific times, and often I think as I’m writing my life blog, it could well possibly be my parents, sitting up in those trees, as reincarnated kookaburras, laughing their heads off, upon hearing about my life, and what people are doing! “YOU KNOW - SOME FOREWARNING MIGHT OF BEEN NICE!” Btw, my grandmother used to have kookaburras come and visit her on her verander on the central coast, she used to feed them meat, she would buy little strips of beef already cut, from the supermarket, and leave them on the rail, they would come and take it, then bang the meat on the rail to tenderize it, then gobble it down. I personally now think she did it, so as to make sure the Kookas did not laugh at her! Also, this was the time when I had purchased a pretty magnetic bracelet on ebay, and had been wearing it. I noted it did cause a kind of aching pain after a while, and some may suspect, that it was the magnet that caused the Carpal Lump, due to drawing heavy metals to the area? Well, I am not sure, but I suspect that later could be true, as I have “overworked” a lot in the past, and had never had a Carpal Lump, plus since discarding the bracelet, I have not had one since. I have mentioned before that bracelet is designed by sickoes and weirdos for the intended purpose of causing pain. 29. Inflammation from collapsed Arch - What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch or Plantar fasciitis I took a photo of this inflammation, even though it’s pretty hard to see. Because a lot of people don’t believe the concept of a collapsed arch or planta fasciitis, they don’t understand about the pain at all. They see that I can still walk around, it looks normal, so, she must be lying, nothing wrong at all. Stupid dogs. But it is painful to walk around, and the more I walk, the worse it gets, if I keep going, as in, longer than ½ hr, my whole left leg swells up and I can’t bend my knee, very painful. (Even the Dr ignores this – Stupid Dr Enzo at Moore Park Beach.) When it was diagnosed, in late 2019/early 2020, when it was extremely painful, I looked at my foot, and I could see it was completely floppy, and I wish I had taken, not only a photo but a little video, to put up on YouTube, because people would be able to clearly see the collapsed arch from that footage. (I wrote this in 2020, but have comeback and updated it over some years, so I will include dates.) So, I’ve had this inflammation in my foot for 4yrs, it’s quite visible today, because it’s very hot, it’s middle of summer. I’ve been told it takes plantar fashitis 12 months to heal, and it’s been 13 months since I’ve thrown out the culprit offending boots, that were causing the problem in the first place, then the tiptoeing in the pool + walking around in bad boots with a 20c coin sized hole – 4mm deep, for 5yrs, with sore foot the whole time – major further damage). Infact one of the issues is knowing that you have it. (more about how to get rid of inflammation later). Mine wasn’t diagnosed for 3 years after it happened, so I was in slight pain the whole time, still walking around normally and wearing the offending work boots with slight hole. The Dr in Gunnedah had no idea what the problem was. It wasn’t until I saw a Chyro in Gin Gin, when it was diagnosed. So, once it’s been diagnosed, the only way it will heel in a short time, (and no one tells you this btw), is NO PRESSURE ON IT AT ALL, which means no walking anywhere ever. Maybe 3mnths, it will be heeled if you do that. But this is pretty much near impossible unless (A) you know straight away when it happens what the problem is (as if that would happen anyway), and (B) you have a merry bunch of hefty slave men who are willing to do lift you to the loo, and do all your cooking, cleaning and whatever else needs done…. Most people do not have this, and considering I had to re-locate five times on a collapsed arch with all my vast array of furniture and whatnot. I did major further damage. Maybe if you suddenly at that point in your life could do nothing, lived in a roomy house so you could get a scooter, crutches, and or a wheelchair, you might be in with a hope. But see, as you can walk on it anyway, one does - its much easy to slightly limp than change your whole life which is probably unaffordable for most anyway. A wheelchair would not even fit in any place I have lived. And since most who gets this affliction do not know “NO PRESSURE ON IT AT ALL” – it is a concerning issue, hence why I am writing about it. So you need to know; if you are forced to walk around, limp, like me (no choice here) – it does not heal, at all. It just will NOT heel under those circumstance, even if you only walk a little for the esssentials; food and bathroom. Will not heal. 6yrs later I still have it. So, before I updated this story again, I had listed a whole heap of things the physio recommends, I still will include below, but something happened in Dec 2023, and for just a brief moment I was suddenly in no pain – it was heeling. I will explain: because I had moved to QLD, somewhat near the coast, and had been mopeing around in my bedroom for near 5yrs, I knew I had to something good or I should start to feel bad, even though I had my entertaining Prime Video! So, I booked myself in to a snorkel daytrip – I thought how perfect for my foot, no pressure at all except from the car park to the marina. That day, and it was the 1st day of Summer, I spent 3hrs in the ocean, the water was a little cool still, but pleasant enough. But after 3hrs, it’s really cold, I got stiff as a board, but I refused to get out, as on the boat I would get bad seasickness. I believe this cold, plus possibly the magic of Steve Irwin’s spirit out there in the water (no dogs), kickstarted the healing. The next day my foot was still sore, but I was moving around the house with such agility, I had not experienced that since my 20’s, I felt so good infact I planted a lemon tree out, and unfortunatly in the process, did my back in! So back to bed again! I should mention, I did see an osteopath before the boat trip, he was excellent, and may have assisted in the ‘free movement’ thing? Maybe combination of both him and cold water treatment. So after about three weeks of taking, it easy, lying down, my back stopped hurting, and suddenly I noticed one day that my foot wasn’t in any pain, well, only a very small amount compared to usual. OMG you should have seen how excited I was. I got so excited that I felt I could hurry up the next final step, by squishing my foot into squishy sand at the beach, and stretching it. So off I went over to Armstrong Beach, only 11 minutes away, but, unfortunatly after 50m or so I realized there was no squishy sand at Armstrong Beach, just firm mud sand, and I had been walking too hastily with too much enthusiasm, and I could feel I had done something to it. Of course, it re-collapsed again, FUCK. What a waste. (Major communication problem here btw). Dr’s, what is the point? So, if by chance you have this problem, and it starts to heel - you’ve gotta take it easy still, and build up the strength before going for a brisk walk. So meanwhile, I waited all year to repeat that day out snorkeling, but alas, the dogs were there next time, and they fucked it up, so I could not spend those 3hrs in the water. I’m trying to find out if ‘cold treatments’ are available through a hospital, but so far, no avail. It was only in 2016 that it was brought into mainstream consciousness about exactly how helpful cold water is. I certainly had not been aware about it – and even in 2016, I just thought well, it works with immediate pain, but I had no idea it would actually prompt the body to start healing – but that’s what happens. Infact it is so beneficial, it ought to be common knowledge. Again, another area lacking in the school education system. Seriously this needs to be incorporated into the curriculum, like Basic first aid CARE. I emphasize that word, as do this, and crime will go down too. You know, no Dr, nor the physio or podiatrist have any idea how to treat it. Certainly NO ONE mentioned cold treatment to me. I tried the local Sarina pool, but they were closed well into summer, so the water was too warm by the time they opened, plus there are dogs there, so not going to work anyway. I also noted I trod on some glass a month back, there was blood, but it was not that bad. (And ofcourse with my left foot again), but now that’s its heeled, I noted there is a slight raised area where the cut was, its like it did not heel properly, so now that area is slightly ‘off’. So, I am hoping that is not what has happened to my Collapsed Arch, I mean now, maybe it too has heeled as much as its going to, leaving me permanently in pain? But I mean when I looked at, infact just after I got that cut, as I had to do some strenuous work cleaning in the kitchen; my toe was sticking up in the air, it looked almost as bad as how it looked that very first day in the pool when it collapsed, back in 2016. So, I thought it has simply re-collapsed again, but as I stroke the inner arch, there is no sharp pain, like what there has been for the past 6yrs. Or maybe I just can’t find it this time – it tends to hide? So, now below this is what I had written before I discovered cold treatments; Maybe a physio or a masseuse could do something, but no one really knows whether it should be just left to heal or should I poke, prod and massage or do stretching exercises? A Physio did give me some exercises to do, I tried, but actually it just makes it worse in my opinion, but I will go through what they told me below. This is what has been best for me, but none of things I mentioned below really work to heel it. (so, what’s the point? Work for nothing?) Oh, just by the by; go to a Dr and specialist straight away if you have foot pain, to get initial consult in writing. This diagnosis bit was an issue. It was huge issue. You just have to keep going back to the Dr, until you get a diagnosis. Unfortunately, as you cannot spend the next 12 months not walking on your sore foot at all -the first thing you have to do is get a support for your arch it’s better if you get a physio to do it for you, he can make it up to the correct height for your arch out of adhesive foam – at no cost (a podiatrist will charge you $600 for orthopedics, and $150 for consult, I would not bother going to a podiatrist, at least not a female one at any rate (seriously, such FAKERS, thieving fakers, they are hopeless). Plus, go to a physio, a male one. The one that I saw, could see AND FEEL the planta fasciitis -no one else could, (except the chiro who diagnosed it – but even then, I’m not entirely sure he could see it, as I suspect someone in the Dance world recognized the problem, as this type of Collapsed Arch is what Ballerinas sometimes suffer from – so I think the chiro had been ‘got’, and advised by someone what the issue was, so if I were to ask, “tell her”.) This also would explain his coy behaviour later, he refused to put the diagnosis in writing. So, the physio could see the planta fasciitis without having to poke and prod, and to get me to traipse around for 45 minutes - which is what the podiatrist does, so in comparison, a podiatrist is really hopeless, and painfully unhealthy, so just go to a physio (it may be, that I got a bad podiatrist, maybe not all are useless…). I’m not sure what would’ve happened if I went to Physio back in 2017, maybe, I would not still be in pain five years later? But it is pretty near impossible to see a physio in Australia unless you pay full price $150 per visit- so anyone unemployed cannot pay that. There are gov Care plans available, but not when you first present with a problem, they only give you the ‘part money’ care plan if you have had the condition for several years. But I no longer bother with that, it’s to useless a system, still too expensive, and the female dogs steal my visits anyway. I am at the point now in 2021, where from walking so ‘funny like’, for so long I have quite a few other big problems in both feet, plus in my right leg, but I think if I went to the physio every day, those problems could be fixed after a short matter of time – with massage (I guess it will help). Again, unfordable. This physio foam pad was very helpful, although after a few months when I felt I could remove the support, I think it collapsed again. So, you need to build the muscle back up slowly, these exercises I was told to do, really hurt, so I stopped doing them shortly, except 1 or 2; you need to relax the muscle with gentle self-massage (unfortunately only the people that live in fairytale world can afford a proper physio every day) – anyway, a proper masseuse would probably not know what to do about a collapsed arch anyway, and there are several different types of Planta fasciitis. Actually, in retrospect, do not get a masseuse to handle your foot, only a physio. (But I feel after not much activity after 5yrs, a masseuse is needed to get the circulation moving in my whole left leg, urgently, as other problems have developed like toe impingement on my right foot from slightly limping, then deferred spine pain down my left leg with pins and needles sometimes, I would say from limping too, affecting my spine, back pain, and fluid in my left knee – I tried to get a mobile masseuse to come out here, but so far, I have only been contacted by men looking for sex – what is wrong with people? When I was working in Enmore, I remember seeing a naturopath to treat whiplash, from a minor car accident, and she decided to treat it with massage, she must’ve been a masseuse as well as a naturopathic clinician, but I remember those massages - they were so wonderful! - that woman totally knew what to do, she had a real feel for it, and then I remember driving home almost ‘ecstatic like’, I was put in such a good mood from her massage, and the next day I actually felt a little bit stiff and sore, like you would if you’d been to the gym for a workout, I mean that’s how good she was. (No need to exert yourself at a gym, just get a massage!!) Unfortunately, I don’t remember her name, and the naturopaths up here don’t do massage... they don’t make them like they used to…. Good people are hard to come by. Anyway, back to my exercises. A Physio told me one exercise was, arching your foot so pretend you’re picking up a wet towel with your toes, that scrunching act builds up the muscle. I felt that is a good one, not too painful. Then stretch the big toe against the wall, up. Then stretch calf too – this is good, but better to stretch it out with a soft ball. I purchased several in different sizes/ firmness to get the right one for me. Also stretch foot around clockwise then anticlockwise, use a fulcrum to twist and strain; twisting flexed, twisting pointed. Not sure about that one, someone stole my red rubber fulcrum that the physio gave me. One podiatrist said to elevate myself up on tippytoes, this was way too painful to do, and infact the left foot cannot really take the weight, so all weight was going on my right tippytoes anyway. I recommend not doing that. See, why would he recommend that – clueless. I found in the heat of summer it is much worse, so roll your foot on a bottle of frozen water to help stretch and cool the muscle. Rest rest rest (it is extremely difficult to do nothing, I found knitting and Netflix helps, but the young (and stupid) people from Netflix were stealing from me, so I switched to Prime Video. I have a roller chair, really you need to be wheel chair bound the whole time – no walking, no weight on that foot at all, until its healed. (As if that is possible!). So, I’m just going to still have to patiently wait for it to heal. Waiting waiting waiting. I also discovered just recently, if I hang a soft padded fabric sling from my canopy bed, I can rest and put my foot in this canopy sling and raise it up only about 20cm. I feel this made a huge difference the next day when I stood up in the morning, instead of my usual aching limp to the kitchen, I actually didn’t notice the planta fasciitis for the first time in a long time, it was only when I thought about how my foot is not hurting, when I flexed slightly and tried all weight on the pad part of the foot, then I could feel it, but it wasn’t majorly painful like usual. This still did not heal it though in the end, and I cannot have my canopy fixed at my new old motel room address. In Nov 2021, I have found a cure for inflammation! I came about this by accident because I have purchased a new blowup inflatable spa with COVID19 cash grants, and I filled it up with some hot water (solar powered hot water) and as it was spring, I didn’t realize exactly how hot it would be, and I put my feet in, and it was too hot to get in, but I decided that I should give my foot a massage with the bubbles and hot water, - with a bit of Ylang Ylang pure essential oil (known for anti-inflammatory benefits). My foot was in there for probably 15 minutes, in that very very hot water, up to my knees. My feet and calves were red raw, and looked cooked! But it was just a short time after that, maybe 2 days, suddenly I had kind of like a pustule bust from my toes, the big one, and the one next to it, full of a clear liquid, and I believe that was the inflammation, or lymph fluid (?), because my foot was greatly improved after this. the raised swollen area was gone – and is still gone in 2023. And so, instead of only walking for 10 minutes or so, I could last an hour. I was in far less pain, and I was so thrilled about this that I have to write it down, because I’ve never heard of this before, in fact I’ve only just discovered lymphoedema massage is used for the same thing; if your lymph nodes aren’t working properly (and sometimes in the past my lymph nodes have not been working properly, - apparently due to an injury in my left breast when I was working as a nanny, the little girl kicked me as hard as she could in my boob, she was throwing a tantrum. SO now my feet swell up to twice the size in hot hot weather). So, I went to a lymphoedema massage – but again, female fucking fakers – they are useless. Seriously, there needs to be a ban on all so-called female “professionals” in the health sector – they are that hopeless. Oh, I need to add, the first podiatrist, he could see the collapsed arch (same as the Chiropractor could (?) And that podiatrist diagnosed the toe inpigment on my other foot too. He was savvy enough, fast and concise. However, the second one I saw (from the same clinic) who was a young female, she could not see the collapse arched, and after 45 minutes of poking and prodding, and having to traipse around, she said the reason I’m having so much pain is because I’m walking funny - truly ridiculous. I told her I’ve been walking for many years I’ve pretty much got it down pat, and NO I was not going to spend $600 on her pair of orthopedics that she wanted me to purchase - total moneymaking scammer. (Unable to walk an hr later or bend my knee, plus I had sharp pain in my left boob for the next week), they also charged me $100/$150 without Chronic Disease Management plan, when it should have been free. Plus, the young male Dr, I happened to see later that day – totally ignored the enlarged knee (trying to save the stupid blonde bimbo podiatrist?). BTW, 6yrs I have this 6yrs, 2017 it collapsed. It is now May 2022, Dec 2023 as I do a quick rewrite. So, while I say at the top, go to the doctor and a specialist, like a physio or a podiatrist - if I had of gone to this girl initially, it would’ve been a disaster. Oh and 3 doctors I’ve seen, in fact told me that they would need to diagnose a collapsed arch with an ultrasound and an x-ray - this is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard! A collapsed arch is when the muscle collapses, so you can’t see it from an x-ray or an ultrasound. It seems absurd that these doctors would insist I go to the bother of having an x-ray and an ultrasound, JUST ABSURD – and none of those 3 Drs suggested that I see a podiatrist or a physio or cold water - ABSURD AND completely clueless. However, there was one doctor an older man who suggested I see a podiatrist. (Old man doctors by far superior to young men doctors, and definitely try to avoid a female. So, while I’ve got new techniques to cope with the pain, my foot today is still sore; it’s 8:30 in the morning, I can feel it, it’s painful as I’m sitting here at my desk typing this for my blog, so no real activity today at all, but still hurts. It’s December, so I’m thinking this is why, because it’s warmed up, so come January/February, I suspect it will be much more painful in those summer heat waves we get. So basically, I still can’t walk. You know what, in life, one has to go through ‘stuff’ and if I have to experience what it’s like being handicapped in some way, at least it’s only this. It could be much worse, I mean with the collapsed arch, I can more or less get around to do basic things, and look after myself, especially with my roller chair. And I can lay in bed quite comfortably and do things for short periods, like knit, write, or watch telly, which also gives other parts of my body that have copped a bit of a beating from being overworked, time to rest and heal too. I often have to tell myself; things could be much worse whenever I’ve got the violin strings out. Update 2021, I didn’t have one of those spiky balls to roll under my arch, but I found a glass jar, instead of rolling it on the usual spot, I extended it right out to the long toe - it just so happens that the second toe next to the big toe is longer than my big toe, on my foot, it’s a little unusual, but when I did this, it was almost an ecstatic feeling, it just felt so good to really stretch that whole toe and muscle out. And from that point on, I felt there has been a change, and it’s not as painful, and there’s not as much inflammation. While it is still sore today, I’m pretty sure it’s not as painful this summer as it was last summer. I just have to remember to still take it easy, and not do anything like gardening outside. But I’ve started making plans for what I’m going to do when I no longer have a sore foot, and can walk properly, the exercise I’m going to do…. 2022 update I have discovered a reflexologist on You tube who shows you how to get rid of lymph fluid. It turns out I did have a buildup of lymph fluid – I just thought it was inflammation. But due to the inactivity, I guess lymph fluid became a problem, then especially when I moved to my new mould unit in a rainforest garden, so major mold problem, then very sore lymph under my arms. Anyway, after I used his technique (Dr Adam Thomas), OMG, the relief was amazing, I was so thrilled about all that excess fluid on top of my foot and along the shin, finally just disappearing, and practically overnight, that I left a marriage proposal on his YouTube comments!!! His wife is lucky woman! (he’s married thankgoodness!). I have found it interesting, that going to a Doctor in Australia, on average, really makes no difference to your health problem, infact it may even make it worse. They seem to have no abilities to notice the problem and heal at all. Possibly 2 exceptions to that, the Dr who could diagnose my arthritis without doing any expensive tests, and the one who diagnosed my elbow; olecranon bursa. Both Indian backgrounds. I want to write further, in detail what happened on my snorkel trip with the full cure: In 2022, I had been really exhausted from having to re-locate again (AGAIN), and so I spent at least the next 5 months pretty much doing nothing trying to recoup my whole body was aching, again, spent arms. I am not sure most people would understand they type of ‘body exhaustion’ I am talking about here? After 5 months, it was December 1, and I decided enough moping around, I should take advantage of my location, and I arranged a snorkeling day trip. Perfect activity for people with sore feet. But I got terribly seasick on the boat out to the reef, breakfast vomited all over the engines. But as a result of seasickness, I spent the whole time hanging off the back of the boat rather than in the boat. Well, when we got there to Scawfell Island, we straight away were ushered into the water for snorkeling (with flippers). This was great, my nausea soon disappeared. I was not sure how my foot would react the following day for wearing flippers for so long, and having a pointed toe for so long – after all, that was how it ultimately collapsed in the end – from standing on my tippies in the pool. the flippers were huge, the good expensive full foot kind, I recall swimming back to the boat instead of taking the dingy, and my left foot especially was cramping from my strain of using them again, for the first time in years - I was kicking hastily back to the boat, before a shark came along! I just saw a sting ray instead! No need to fear! After snorkeling, I felt it would be better to be a bit cold and stay in the water for those 3hrs, rather than feel sick, back on the boat, - even anchored, I felt sick on the boat, I climbed on after snorkeling to get a heartburn tablet, (another problem I have peptic ulcers from stress, and also driving). But I was sick straight away - within 30 seconds back on board (such a horrible feeling). So, I went down the steps at the back of the boat, which was anchored in deep water – such a beautiful turquoise water, and under the wildcat it reminded me of my lap pool, with the water reflecting green on to the narrow channel under the high raised boat. I was really enjoying being there and being out of ear shot of everyone. I was hanging on to the back steps, just kind of bobbing around with my googles on, not that I could see much, but it was reassuring seeing nothing in such deep water! Maybe 4m deep? So still fairly light when you looked down. Sometimes I would rest on the bottom step under the water, but still making sure my feet were not touching anything. I found I had to keep moving so I did not get too cold. I did leg exercises, like lifted both my legs, pointed my toes, then taking them back down pointing to the sand below. I also did not have my head under water mostly for that part. I get adversely affected if my head is too cold. – I get really slow and sleepy, if I am too cold. But out there that day, I was not sleepy at all. My whole body, especially my legs too, by the end, I think it was 3hrs in total, it may have only been 2 hrs? as we did go to the beach briefly, were stiff as a board – it did not feel at all, like I had been ‘cured’! Infact, I thought I would most likely be stiff and sore all the following week. I was only down there to avoid being seasick, I had NO IDEA, it would cure my foot. We left at 3pm, I got sick again on the way back. Vomit all over the engines again. I hastily left the boat and drove back to Sarina, and them immersed myself in a long hot shower. So, whatever I was doing out there - not only my foot, but my whole body totally responded to it. I have been patiently waiting until the following spring when I can repeat the process. I wanted a “Groundhog Day” it did not happen. I did want to go in Autumn, but had no money, it is expensive going out the on the Wildcat, seems to be the only way to go out to the reef, bar purchasing a helicopter! Plus they put my rent up, plus all monthly bills, I have no money at all, and can’t really afford to feed my cat properly, but I do. I am extreme low income for some reason, they only give liars, cheaters and dogs money in Australia. Not to mention the thefts continue, and I am surrounded by dogs who harass me daily, there are 3 all either side of me atm. Plus the dogs who drive outside my place, they continue too. I think knowing this situation about me, also further explains why I have not been heeled. I’m thinking the physio exercises that I was given would be a good thing to do AT THAT POINT, after cold treatment. After you can feel it almost heeled, to build up the muscles, with no brisk walking still for at least another 3-6mnths, no point in taking any risks. Also, I saw a docu for space researches, this got me thinking, if when it first happened, if you went into “space” for 3mnths – prob a full cure then too! So, if you can afford to go out into space -do that after you get a collapsed arch J 30. Physio Stealing From Me (female – what a surprise) This Physio stated she only charge me chargeback amount of $55 but in actual fact charged my credit card $85 So as part of my care plan to try to cure my collapsed arch, I have been given 5 appointments to see specialists, they’re meant to be free to me, as the Gov (Medicare pays the Dr) but so far, I’ve not been to any that have been free. Here is what happened at the Friendlies Physio centre in Bundaberg in 2022. What happens with my foot, if I walk on it for too long, particularly in the summer heat, my whole left leg swells up, with inflammation or lymphoedema problems, and so I booked into a physio, who was a specialist particularly, in the field of lymphoedema massage. I made a point of going there after I knew I would have some problems because I had to do a few errands in town that day, but when I went there my leg was quite normal, it hadn’t swollen up as per usual, I still attended the appointment to see what she had to say. She (Sarah Atkinson) said it was a little swollen compared to the other, I told her I had seen photos of lymphoedema cases, where the lg, ankle and foot was 3 times the size, and so finally my foot must be healing. However, she wanted me to buy a stocking to wear on my leg, which cost $80, and I felt it was a little strange considering I didn’t really have a major lymphoedema problem, and she admitted that, but then she wanted me to buy a stocking anyway, and said if I bought the stocking, then she would make sure I didn’t get charged $85, and just $55, so I would get the full rebate back ($55). So, I was pleased about that, pleased to finally hear a health specialist admit, that it is up to them what they charge, and any who charge more than the rebate amount ARE OVERCHARGING – MOST WILL SAY, oh no, there is an “automatic” extra charge. {btw, the podiatrist charged $149 – blatant theft, then wanted me spend $650 on orthopaedics – more blatant theft} So, then talking to the girls out the front who were charging me, I told them that I didn’t really have lymphoedema, and so it seemed a little bit pointless in spending $80 on a stocking, and so in the end I didn’t purchase the stocking - {thank goodness -no free lunches for stocking bitches. I find in many retail situations, there are often girls trying to push me to over-spend or buy things I do not need – a common thing, this was no different.} So, I left, still expecting not to be charged $85 but only $55, even though I didn’t buy the stocking - it’s not like it’s a pre-requirement, that I purchase stockings, in order to receive care. But when I checked my credit card later, they charged me $85. So, I mean, that is blatant theft. Absolute shame and greed in the health sector. Another girl who doesn’t have any common-sense and makes the wrong decision based on greed. Plus, she literally just sits there and uses one hand to slowly, actually it’s like slow motion, to rub, or not even rub, more like ‘sweep’ down the leg, and then back up, I felt like even, I could do that, as in, it doesn’t really take any skills to do that, in fact I thought, I would be better at it than her, because she seemed to be missing all the key lymphoedema spots, like infront of the toes, and around the ankles, and up from the ankles along a certain muscle towards the back of the knee, and the back of the knee. She seemed to be a little bit oblivious to the lymph hotspots. This is another final straw photo story, due to all the female bimbo medical staff (mostly receptionists) who overcharge me, and have been stealing from me, over many years, not only stealing, but major harassment as well. 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