Emily Bieman's Blog - Single Lady Persecution"My Scream"
I love being single!! - but not persecuted! It is extraordinary how seemingly, so many people cannot handle seeing a woman on her own out and about. EXTROADINARY! btw, single and NOT looking (no match ups please, this is not an attempt to get hitched!) I just write here exactly what is going on in my life (and occasionally passing judgement...) I do not make money from this blog.
There is swearing......at times I am verbally aggressive, and you will need to apply common-sense. Do not run away like a little girl at the first swear word. This is Kid safe, I do not believe in censoring words or disguising life. This is a helpful website. I know in combating, bullies, it does take a certain level of bravado, and innuendo. I am not some great writer, I am just a girl writing about her life. Main message - STOP STEALING and stop stalking / harassing me like a dog. STOP PUNISHING ME FOR BEING SINGLE - hey stupid's: wake up!
Emily Bieman, age 18 at Gunnedah -
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I’ve got my OWN favourite things now.... Julie Andrews!😁 Favourite things I boldly put my favourite things here; I find in life, at least in Australia, there is a distinct type of personality who wants to find out your favourite thing so they can destroy them. They are stupid, but unfortunately very real, and rife in IT nerd world. (curious to know if this happens in an idealic country like Vanuatu? I know it happens in America, as there have been songs written about it) 1. Walking around my huge Native garden at Rangari was my favourite thing, hard work rewarded - my cats would accompany me each evening at dusk, it was beautiful. (still getting over being 'cast out' of my home town) My garden was not finished. Gardening – good for the soul. 2. Ferns on the deck. 3. Cooking to fast music and eating good food (my fresh Apricots, Nutty broccoli, Crackling, Roast beef, Braised Brisket, Good Ceaser Salad, Hungarian Goulash, Beef Stroganoff, Butter shortbread, Double dipped dark Chocy Turkish Delight, Nice biscuits, Kingston biscuits, frozen Mars bars, Cup of coffeeeee, caramelised beef bits in the bottom of the roast pan 👌Orange jelly babies...!). 4. Swimming in the Ocean. Rockpools. 5. Swing Ride Carousels! 6. Watching Grand Designs and So You Think You Can Dance, and good movies on Prime Vid and YouTube whilst knitting. {I don’t watch commercial tv, don't even own a TV - they have lost the plot due to their’ weakness’, especially the ice-skating commentators}. I love autobiographies/ biographies (not criminal ones). I often wonder, (when it is not stated) - do those Hollywood people steal people's life stories? Do they wait for them to die and then make a movie about their life? Or do they sit down with them in the nursing home and obtain all the facts? Or do they have people that stalk them all their life, you know, famous ones, like the genius female chess player, takes notes as life goes on.... And, while I am at it, I like autobiographies, and not just of famous people who are celebrities, or famous and being really good at something or a part of something that’s successful, because, I’m thinking you know, if you’ve made it in life, so you have enough money to get an architectural designed house built, then you pretty much are going to have an interesting life, and we want to hear about it. I mean like, examples I guess, “this could happen to you”! I have seen many movie autobiographies, I’ve noticed as I watch old autobiographies that were made in the 80s, they like to really embellish what has happened, they’ll say it’s based on a true story but parts of it are changed for ‘entertainment purposes’ - it’s like they don’t think we can handle the full truth, so they’ve just partly made a truthful movie. But I have noticed over the years, especially from 2020 on, and I’m glad to see, the autobiographies are, I believe more honest. Thank goodness. {Sidebar; I have always stated in my life, that I would prefer to have a butler, rather than a husband, lol! And one of the dancers from SYTYCD (multicultural show, as in, normal show), I assume he was a he, and black, said, I would prefer a butler than a husband, because I was white, as in a white slave thing!!!! he was making a joke! ha ha, I thought it was hilarious, mmmm I’m a total slave driver! Although, I would really like to have someone who could come and plait my hair every time I was it..... 7. Designing fabrics, looking at fabrics, looking at anything beautifully designed. COLOURS, Arts /crafts, looking at anyone who puts creativity in their life/ space/ clothing...... 8. Pampering - as in spa, sauna, massage, treats. (no kids yah!) When I turn retirement age, I plan on taking my pension and myself over to Thailand, permanently, and spending it all, on daily massage). 9. Favourite Tv Show: Grand Designs, and anything architect related (should have been an architect). I’m not really sure why a lot of new homes are so small, with small narrow corridors and small doors, so that one cannot even fit the fridge or fav armchair through. All my adult life living in rentals, I’ve had the same problem with small pokey rooms. Even some homes in the upper area of the market are still really quite small, or have small pokey areas within it (non-thoughtful areas). Not being a homeowner or homebuilder, maybe it’s not my place to say "come on, make them bigger and better" I mean maybe they just can’t. I don’t know. If I were building a house, it would be single story huge, no compromise on the footprint. So, I guess I wanted to express here, my exact feelings; I loathe small spaces, I loathe them! I guess that partly also explains my stance on population - population needs to be curbed, we are way past comfortable living capacity. I mean, maybe the fact that I was from a large family too, also contributes to my beliefs; really our family home was only three bedroom, with an extension lean-to put on later, for another room. But that still only made it four bedrooms, when definitely five were needed for a 6-person family. And actually a 5th bedroom was needed too, as we always had guests staying. I guess as a child I was never too concerned about it, did not really have to much concern for anything as a child, but I’m pretty sure we could’ve done with some extra room. I feel strongly about it now. I don’t think you should have kids unless you have enough room for them, make them really count with their own space, and not just tagged along. I am going to put here, I recall watching a version of my favourite show Grand Designs, in Australia instead of the usual good UK. One lady was showing off her home, I think it was in Tasmania, can’t quite remember all the details, but she was boasting about the fact that it was all built from volunteers, with the implication that they weren’t really volunteers, but they were forced to work for her, due to the governments Centrelink activity schemes (work for the dole – total scam). Even though this house was really lovely, I was kind of outraged by the obvious slave labour, and it just goes to show you what happens in Australia; some people really take advantage and wrought the system. I can assure you, young people, no matter what their stance in life, ought not to be forced to build some ladies house for NO MONEY, this was quite a disgrace. And I believe it still goes on. DISGRACEFUL. And I guess while I’m on the subject, I pretty much feel anyone involved in WOLFERS, WWOOFers, Woofers, WWOOF ( would fall into the same category, almost tricked into working for free, under the guise of experience!! WE HAVE GOOGLE AND YOUTUBE!! You would have to be a sucker to work on someone’s farm in exchange for accommodation or lunch. I recall one couple in the UK, even demanding money from her workers to pay for the food, whilst they work for her all day long free – UNBELIEVABLE- does she have powers of brainwashing? Because, they did pay!! and quite happily so!! I recall doing something like 16 weeks of work experience when I was 16 / 17 at various companies, and say, out of the 16, 1 of them was helpful, insightful, and a good experience. The other 15 just wanted free slave labour. It was NOT GOOD AT ALL, and the only lesson being experienced, is MOST people will use you, and take from you, and give you nothing back in return. (My parents were so naive). If I had kids, I certainly wouldn’t be encouraging them to NOT do any “work experience” at all, or in fact taking on jobs with below pay, as in, apprenticeships and traineeships - a total scam, unless of course I knew who was doing the traineeship or apprenticeship, and I knew 100% that they wouldn’t take advantage and use my child, I would have to be involved. So, that’s no fun at all! 10. Best book I read as a 20yr old ‘The Celestine Prophecy’ – very helpful. Favourite movies: Strictly Ballroom, 5th Element, Dirty Dancing, The Body Guard and BirdCage, I guess, plus The Remains Of the Day. I need to mention, by the way, the movie in my iPad app, always has a cover photo with a little blurb below it, then there’s their title “Cast and crew”, but it doesn’t have any crew listed, it just has cast members, and only sometimes. The director is also mentioned, but it doesn’t have the most important person of them all, and that’s the writer of the story! I really don’t see how one could omit the writer (and or screen adapter writer). 11. Walking around within the Sydney Youth Orchestra while they were playing, in a special gig they were doing- it was amazing. When I was younger I loved listening to music, now, not so much, (especially with the advent of stalking predator greedy musicians). Seriously, bunch of thieves. But have Favourites: 12. Horse Riding. 13. Growing flowers. 14. Essential oils. 15. Favorite quote: "We all need space. Unless we have it, we cannot reach that sense of quiet, in which whispers of better things come to us gently." – Octavia Hill And "When you arise in the morning think what a privilege it is to be alive, to breathe, to enjoy, to love, to think. Cease the day. You only live once." - Marcus Arelious (ancient Roman emperor and philosopher of peace, via Superman) 16. And of course, my cats: My Cats - all 5 Violet, Tulip, Rosey, Mia, and Lil. What a joy and privilege it was looking after them. My garden at Rangari; Garden Collage My Swimming Pool Construction Shots Perfect Moments Discovering half a dozen big edible mushrooms after some rain. Having a hot bubbly aromatherapy spa or hot sauna on a cool day. Squishing toes into the sand at the beach. Swimming in the Ocean. Seeing a native shrub flower for the first time, and every time after that. Waking up to see the sun shining through the leaves onto my ferns. Cooking a five star meal for myself. Bedding down with new clean sheets. Coffee and chocolate time. Bucket list Build my own sauna Vichy spa treatment Snorkelling holiday (some blonde did signs “you already did a snorkelling holiday at Port Douglas, so you don’t need any more snorkelling holiday” – she was being serious – STUPID NAZI DOG) Hot Air Balloon ride Live in a good house in the tropics, in nature near the beach (✔️) Horse and Carriage ride - I found a horse and cart garden! De Djawatan Forest - Banyuwangi, Indonesia Jetboat parasailing to reef Wishfully thinking bucket list: cold treatment SNORKELING IN SILFRA FISSURE or Aare river, Switzerland, summer Build and live in my dream house with Swim Pond Garden full of Pink Hybrid callistemons Garden full of Pink Melaleucas Garden full of Lagunaria patersonii Garden full of Acacia cognata hybrids Kings Park Segway Tour (finally a garden who thinking about people with sore foot!) Log Rafting in Kitayama Gorge (Ikada-kudari) Japan Summer Kayaking down Saint Peters River Texas Puhuasi Mountain water slide in Lishui in China Longest zipline, Mexico, El Divisadero, on Chepe Trainline from El Fuerte Infact, a whole World Zipline Tour! (only the really good ones). Snorkelling in the Sucuri River Bonito Ecotourism Rio Sucuri Ecoturismo Bonito Infact, a whole world zipline tour! (only the really good ones: Keranjang Sultan ride Situ Gunung Suspension Bridge in Sukabumi, Indonesia, Superman zipline at Costa Rica’s Diamante Eco Adventure Park in the Guanacaste province, Las Cabanas Beach in El Nido – island hopping by zipline, There's a bloody hole heap of now all over the world it's a fantastic. Snorkeling in Iceland with drysuit Fruit Bat Falls in Cape York; actually I have found many excellent 'water spots' on Pinterest, and saved them all in my wishfully thinking "Travel Board". Train trips: (sigtseeing without walking on sore foot) ‘Coast Starlight’ trip through America; Los Angeles to Seattle in a Roomlette! (3hrs of coastline!) ‘Venice Simplon Orient express train trip through France (has a bidet and 24hrs room service!) ‘The Blue Train’ from Cape Town to Pretoria, Africa 2 nights luxury, 24hrs room service ‘The Orient Express‘ through Singapore/ Malayasia ‘The Ghan’ now offers private cabin with room service - Indian Pacific Australia ‘The Canadian Train’ no 1, in prestige class, 4 nights 4 days trip on ‘Sunrise express’ from Tokyo to Izumo just because they have perfect cute little cabins with big windows ‘Grand Hibernian’ train trip through Ireland ‘Kyushu 7 stars’ 4-day train trip through Japan ‘Maharajas Express’ 8-day trip through India ‘Palace on wheels’ train trip through India ‘Pride of Africa’ train trip through Africa and Victoria Falls ‘Royal flying Scotsman’ train trip through Ireland (have a massage cabin on board!) ‘Shiki Shima’ train trip through Japan ‘The Golden Eagle’ train trip through Russia ‘The rocky mountaineer’ through Canada ‘Twilight express Mizukaze’ through Japan Without any dogs, (without any leeches!). I say without any dogs, because as I’ve mentioned before on this blog, I am followed around by disgusting female dogs where ever I go, (they still do it, even after I call them disgusting female dogs), so if I was fortunate enough to be able to go on one of these trips, I would again have dogs following me, from afar, harassing me and annoying me, as they continually do. BTW, I do wonder who pays for them to follow me? as they are dogs, they’re completely stupid, and can’t think for themselves, so who pays? Remember the time I travelled to Gosford for my grandmother’s funeral – there was a plane following me around down there. NO DOGS ALLOWED. {Also, prices of these luxury trains have jumped from approx $10,000 a trip to $50,000 in the space of two years!} ‘The Canadian Train’ has a 3 hr solid stretch of ocean views! FANTASTIC You know Australian gov ought to build a scenic train line all the way up the coast from Perth to Broome, to Darwin, and over to Cooktown all along the coastline. The only reason they haven’t, I reckon, is because most Australians are completely lazy, so politicians don’t think they’ll be able to get anyone to actually do it. HOWEVER, I saw on YouTube, 2023, that Australia is currently building a new freight line all the way through the centre of Australia, and they have “robot machines’ to build it now, no hard work necessary – they just line it up and push a button!! Freight first, passenger tourist line next! Also being up here near Mackay, I am a little disadvantaged when it comes to certain services. Actually, that’s kind of an understatement quite disadvantage up here in North Queensland, there are a lot of unskilled people up here. Anyway, as such, I would like to go down to Melbourne to see the osteo, and take my sewing machine down there too, to be serviced. And wouldn’t it be nice if I could just hop on a train at Mackay, then go all the way down the coast, through NSW, all the way to Melbourne. I’d get a sleeper carriage to myself, and have a lovely relaxing trip lying down watching the countryside go past, I can think of no better way to get down to Melbourne. Yet, can I do this? No, I can’t. There’s no such train! I could catch a train part of the way, but it doesn’t have sleeper carriages; so of course I couldn’t do that, as I’ve mentioned I have my monumental problems on public transport, and I would need a private sleeping compartment. And I guess while I’m on the subject of trains, here is a good spot to mention; when I was doing my research for trains, there was one train in Australia that has a sleeper compartment. I found out all the prices for that train, even the just plain economy seats. And all were so expensive, that it would be cheaper for me to pay for fuel to travel the distance. I thought this over expense absolutely ridiculous. The whole point of a train is to make it cheap, affordable alternative transport. I was thinking why on earth is it so expensive, and then I realized why it’s so expensive and that’s because of all the problems I’ve had with the train people. I’ve mentioned before; I had the toll trains stopping at the Miriam Vale crossing, I had a train caboose stopping on my rental farm at Colloseum (and stealing from me). I have the trains harassing me here at Sarina by way of ‘toot’, plus they put the crossing lights on, when there’s no train. So, that’s why they charge so much; because it is a play-toy for mongrels who have no skills, and are just complete bogans that would get paid a whole big salary - that which, the customers have to pay for. It’s an unfortunate bogan Australian scam issue, which I don’t see them fixing any time soon, because I think possibly, I’m the only person in Australia that has noted this problem, and has mentioned it in public {nothing gets fixed if the problem is not even acknowledged in the first place}. Btw after I wrote that wishfully thinking bucket list; that day, I visited Mitre 10 to return 4 mistakenly purchased plumbing parts (that they had overcharged me for anyway) {ha}, but when I was in there, they signed “You won’t be able to do any of those things, you will be doing nothing in your retirement”. Such little bitches. Careful dogs, someone else might just hear you and want to spite you.I might go so far as to say here that all the good luck I've had in life in my later adult life, has purely come about for this reason, so many nasty bitchy little girls in Australia. And last time I was at Sarina Mitre 10, someone stole 2kg frozen roo mince out of my locked car/ eski. All hardware shops are thieves. Other favourite things; Chocolates... Acacia cognata hybrids (photos from nursery sales) Great beach shots – couldn’t decide which I liked best, from internet, photographer unknown Great beach shots – couldn’t decide which I liked best, from internet, photographer unknown Great beach shots – couldn’t decide which I liked best, from internet, photographer unknown The perfect ocean, The perfect swim My favorite routine from SYTYCD, Pasha and Sabre do the Quick step, amazing routine, amazing choreographer, amazing costumes and amazing dancers – this dance for me, captures the essence of all dances BRAVO, absolutely terrible footage from Youtube, and even then, they will probably try and shut my blog down for copyright - way too precious, but they would have to actually talk to me, so I don’t think they will. I don’t believe there is better footage, well, less pixelated than this, in existence. At least that little bit gives you a feel of ‘dancing’ – and dancing ought to be compulsory in all schools! Good for the soul! Good for curing 'social retardation'. How are you going to dance your partner through a marriage if you can’t even dance her around a ballroom! (that last sentence was deleted off my PC, not sure if I said it here or where, but here is a good spot). I love it! Fantastic underwater shot of synchronised swimming from youtube. Here is a good spot to add: who let the dogs in charge of the Olympic coverage? It is such a CON ! - It should be ‘free for all’ press, otherwise you can be sure any routine or sport you are watching, there's a good chance it's going to be COMPLETE BULLSHIT; Networks put on a show. They want RATINGS. There needs to be free press covering whatever Olympic events they want. The International Olympic Committee (IOC) really do fake events including fake winners on podium getting fake medals - then shown to certain countries – it is such a scam!! They are stealing from all viewers, and they are making a motza in the process – they have made up their own rules to suit their financial bank accounts. You and the government have to stand up to them. They are BULLIES. They also dictate to spectators (at the iceskating at any rate) “no camera recording aloud” – OMG this is total bull, you certainly can record anything you watch there. Do not be brain-washed by wannabe nazi money controllers. They ought to be sued for fear mongering the people like that. They ought to be sued for “market dominance”. Oh, and don’t watch the ice-skate routines with popular music – rich musicians are product placing themselves in this manner. It’s disgraceful seeing it all unfurl. Also (who knew I had so much to say about the Olympics), I have been advised that it is more difficult for organisers to find people to participate in the Olympics because it is coming into consciousness, how unhealthy it can be pushing your body to extremes. And other reasons, like ruining your chance of a well-paid career. because you've missed out on that uni education. Plus, there are coaches, parents, people, who may have taken advantage of young athletes inorder to push them into winning; winning so they themselves can not only revel in the glory, but use you as a career – a power trip and “lord over” a young person. A sick relationship. Causing irreversible scars. Here is how you give a proper foot massage ! Unfortunately this guy is based in Canada, so I can’t book an appointment, and I’m pretty sure no one in Australia would know how to do it like this guy. (Adam Thomas from his youtube channel) A quick mention to the special volunteers here: (and all Wildlife Rescue in Australia) On behalf of all of the animals, thankyou and well done. Australian Wildlife Rescue Service Rescue Hotline: 0447 543 268 Phone (Admin): 0447 543 268 E-mail: yvette.jeffs@yahoo.com Comments: A Non-Profit Organisation run by Volunteers. We care for sick and injured animals and orphaned animals until such stage that they can be released. Our specialities include looking after Kangaroos, Wallabies, Possums, Birds, Koalas, Echidnas and Snakes, but we rescue any wildlife that needs rescue and care. You can also contact the RSPCA on 1300 ANIMAL (1300 264 625 ) from anywhere in Qld . (for those of them stealing my roo mince out of my freezer for wildlife; Whats mine is NOT whats yours.) Also shout out to the good and brave people who do the yearly "Shonky" Awards - exposing all the retail thieves selling snake oil! I can honestly say knitting has changed my life; I no longer have to wait anymore. I started knitting because I found receptionist (especially at Drs) kept me waiting for hours -once I started knitting, my life changed, my waiting time was cut down to like 5 minutes. Females are such a pervert’s (secret) apparently if you knit, your “boring”! Although I did have a problem with the girls stealing my knitting needles. Once at Centrelink at Parramatta I was kept waiting five hours - really, nooo hard feelings at all. If only I had a photo of those bimbo receptionist. I’ve started to take photos of them when I enter a building now, same across all receptionists in all areas - it works, they do not want other people to know they are merely little pervy bitches, but sometimes they follow me after I leave, and steal from me, usually from the locked car, but often from my house. Anyway, since someone at Ravelry (a knitting website where I used to have all my patterns for sale, for just over 10yrs - and I sold heaps of patterns), since someone is friends with the girls who are stealing from me (the bimbo receptionists – there’s a whole dog network.) I won’t mention any names, (CASEY FORBES) she removed my whole profile page, including my profile picture, aswell as my pattern!! I told her that my profile page was a MY profile, and not their profile – she did not care (They are total non-thinking bimbo Nazis - the problem cannot be fixed if you’re not aware of it sillies, and ha, as it was up there for 10yrs before you nazied it! Stand up to bullies, and have some bloody guts admin, the problem cannot be fixed if you’re not aware of it. This is life – not a classroom, you silly women. Those women that run that website, discriminate against other women who are not married. Yet another person/business, that could be sued for discrimination.) Actually, I think those women that run that website secretly think they are rich, and superior – a better class, therefore they don’t have to worry about any of the worlds problems, that’s for other people to do something about, all they have to do is stay ‘positive’ all the time, and get rid of anyone who suggests all is not good – (like what stupid bimbos do). Facebook admin are exactly the same. Also I believe guilty NEGS girls were responsible for that (there is a lot of puppetry that goes on in life). So, I will put all my patterns here, and make them available for free. They used to be $2 on Rav, with the condition that if you had no kids, then you could get any of my patterns for free, or if you were a dancer, free for you, except if you were a Spaniard, because of the cruel Spanish bullfighting, all Spaniards should be ashamed of themselves. But now they are free to everyone, as I found online knitting magazine women were stealing them anyway. (I did sell quite a few, but I suspect they purchased them after someone stole something from me)? All patterns for sale come from a liberated home, and free of alcohol and drugs - I like to be of sound mind always, there are way too many dogs trying to rip you off and take advantage, you would be stupid not to pay full attention whenever in public, (especially at Bunnings and Harvey Norman - those staff prey and steal from young women – third born halfwits) I love beautiful yarns, I love looking at beautiful things, and 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. My mother taught me to knit in my final year of school; I created a wonderful technicoloured coat from neck to ankle. I went on to complete a diploma in Fashion. I worked 10 years in the fashion industry. I ‘rediscovered’ knitting a few years ago, and I have taken much interest in learning and researching various knitting techniques and garment construction. I have many designs and hope to do more in the future. I have made a decision to keep fibres natural, and I find myself on a textile journey, growing and producing my own fibres, and discovering natural dyes. I have taught Knitting, a course at the Gunnedah Community College. Any comments or pattern troubles email me, I will only be too happy to help. (Don’t be afraid!) Since I still have not uploaded the PDFs, email me and I will send it to you. So far no one has, which suggests to me that either this website is not working or at any rate there is no traffic here. My FREE Knitting Patterns (email me for pdf) Blue Bamboo Drape Cowl in the Rnd june 2023 a Blue Bamboo Drape Cowl in the Rnd – free knitting pattern, email me for pattern pdf Cable Cloth Washer with Cable Abbreviati Perfectly_Fitted_Gloves,_Full_or_Fingerl Julia Gillard Liar Liar, pants on Fire L Cotton Singlet Top f and b Black and White Cotton V-neck Tunic Swea Green Alpaca Jumper Top Down 2020_87 Perfectly_Fitted_Gloves,_Full_or_Fingerl Boucle Bat Wing Jumper, with Cowl Neck 8 The old Rose fattened 4 and 6ply Fitted Fingerless Gloves in t Circles Flower for Intarsia Knit 4 Mohair Rib Stitch Jumper 1 2 Colour Quilt and Dot Stitch Knit Patte Cat Hair and Alpaca bulky jumper Raglan Wool Poker Dot Pants, Size 14, Top down. Black and Hot Pink Mittens in 8ply 4 Sea Feather Yarn Cowl 2 Burgundy Spec Eyelash Scarf Thick Cotton Face Washer in Linen ST 9 ( 3 Stripe Covered Knitted Intarsia Tissue Cotton V Neck Tee 2 Never Loose Those Scissors Again 2 Colour Lattice Stitch Covered Tissue B Warm Woollen Winter Headband 9 Tulip Flower for Intarsia Knit 2 Rose Flower Chart Pattern for Intarsia K STITCH PATTERN 1st Lattice Cable with Pu Perfectly_Fitted_Gloves,_Full_or_Fingerl Fur and FairIsle Drawstring Bag hanging Self Striping Fingerless Mittens Stash Cush 5 Wide HeadBand in a Silk and Cashmere ble Warm, Thick Feather Bell Jumper, Topdown Decrease for V Neck and Armhole 3 st in Best Little Scarf Ever! 1 Bulky Glimmer Yarn Beanie with Ear Flaps Windmill Flower 1 Top Down BEANIE with Stamen ST, to match Ribbon Dancer Aran Weight Plaited Cable Beanie 9 Slipped Stitch Slippers Size 8 Nylon Sol Quilted Tissue Box Cover 1 Wave st pattern 1 Colour Purl Quilt Stitch Knit Pattern, Boucle Fingerless Mittens Feather Yarn Stripe Skirt, Kniited in th Feather Yarn, Furry Winter Warm Hood 2 Feather Yarn 3 Colour Tassel Scarf Silk Bikini Size 14- 16 Top Down 2 Summer Head Band 2 Perfectly_Fitted_Gloves,_Full_or_Fingerl Bikini with Crossover front and back Grey Cat Hair and Alpaca with Pink Silk Perfectly Fitted Gloves on 3mm 4 Strand Braid Cable C3T3 1 3 Colour Stripe Wool and Mohair Rib Cowl 100_9234 Silk and Alpaca Cowl a Dirty Pink Mittens, Soft Hand spun Alpac Show More As a renter all my adult life, all I can do is dream about my 'real' house, and here it is: (btw, if you can't afford to buy your kids a house when they turn 18 (or at least a deposit) - don't have kids, its just not worth it if you don't have your own home). Victims pay rent. But, ofcourse, the ultimate goal is to build your own, so you can have all that you want, rather than a cost-cutted version of a home. May I suggest, before building on your perfect dream spot, that you go there and live in a mobile home to get a feel for the spot, figure out which way the summer winds blow so you can place big windows high up to catch that beautiful breeze, not to mention where the sun rises and sets in summer and where it will rise and set in winter, for AM and PM windows. Also when it rains, which way mostly, where does the water run. Do you really need to disturb the land at all, or can you put the house on stilt foundation.Things like that.... Super Dream House W.I.P. General: Beach Acreage in a plane free zone Huge house, 30ft ceilings, clever natural light Everything on giant scale, no door or hallway to be narrower than 132cm. Oversized rooms. Est 14000m² floor space. But still certified “Passive” heat/cooling. PowerPoints strategically placed everywhere. Storage in EVERY room. Art nouveau style, or each wall to hold storage (recessed windows). Natural products (no plastics or acrylics, including paints/finishes) Vermin & thief proof. Green ventilation/top screened windows, Modern. “Green”. subTropical Climate. Open plan Indoor builtin planters throughout. Floor drain holes. Single story but if needed; wide, shortrise steps. Whole house ‘wet proofed’ for hosing out with hose, access everywhere and or floor grate areas. Maybe cement polystyrene lightcast floor; waterproof. Haybale outer walls for good insulation. Sandwalls? Plant based foam insulation or Styrofoam Lego filled with cement -extraordinary savings on insulation. Cork product. Insulating Concrete Forms? Bay windows with Window seats for cats. Automated block out blinds. High tech house. Raised foundation / everything easy access. Aquarium in dark hallway. Several Rammed Earth walls. Plant Atrium with black/cream tiles, water proofed for overhead misting system for MaidenHair Ferns, visible from kitchen/living. Including cat play spaces. Heavy insulating roof with no ceiling space? My Triple walled ceiling skylights (for insulation). Electroluminescence lighting – whole ceilings. Security flyscreens on aircurrent windows, Art nouveau bars?, for leaving open in summer. Private, quite,no neighbours. Securesurveillance. Ballroom! Stringybark timber white wood floor. Secret alcove balcony to allow safe roof access. Polished shiny floor. Cut gem Window. Airtight. Raw timber windows/doors. Smart ipad control. Air to ground source heat exchange (2m deep). If I need plasterpanels, they can be acrylic cell poured Location matched (weather appropriate architecture). Internal Walls - Mycelium insulation panels Winter sun shining inside parts of house Wheelchair access in the entire house (every house, unit) Automatic windows and doors that shut depending on weather. Entrance: Cave like water grotto entrance Atrium/glasshouse? Shoe/scarf/hat/ spot – alcove room with huge wood pillar to lean against whilst putting on/off boots and seat/shelves. Heavy big entrance door. Mulberry Tree enclosed atrium for silkworms Kitchen: Massive ceiling with vertical skylights for pm sun–then big windows for am sun, self cleaning ones! Kitchen window planter boxes with sliding flyscreens, self-watering/ non-aluminium.Vegetable hydroponic tower? Silent Fan in kitchen to take fumes outdoors/ proper rangehood/window splashback, no knobs Narrow open galley kitchen. Walk in pantry. Concealed garbage/compost. Slim lid drawer. Floor to ceiling storage, long bench, drawers to peer in rather than cupboards, 17powersockets minimum. Raw timber wide bench, high, one stainless steel mirror finish normal height. High deep sink? Raw floor boards and skirting. More Maidenhairs Dirty biscuit tray draw near oven. Vermin proof. Fully optional integrated fire – optional heating hot water/ cooker/ towel pipes – heater pipes. Split Induction cook top, gas wok spot, 2 ovens. Enough power to maintain 2 appliances working at same time!!! Doors open to outdoor cooking area with normal BBQ and Wok BBQ, maybe Pizza Oven too Seedling Room /laze in Sun room /clever conservatory Permanent sunnying area, but block off in summer for heat conservation. Maidenhair Ferns Waterproof floor/ Big timber / glass / windows Double pink brick with black mortar! Yoga/ Dance Room: Huge. Inside/outside areas. Thick plush Carpet & timber floor. Wall of mirrors. Motorised electric roof section, opens and closes at whim Fancy architraves everywhere,. Art Nouveau cornices Exercise walker glider machine and Inversion table! Bedroom: Bedroom with morning sun and stained glass windows. Huge. window seat for cats. Huge room and light switch at bed and door. Soundproof retreat from bothersome neighbours. Roll out bed to veranda in the sun or stargazing. En suite. Big mirrors. Stargazing window too. Padded velvet bedhead. Walk-in Wardrobe, solar tunnels in ceiling where necessary Maybe 2 spare bedrooms too. All with view of some sort, if only a garden quadrangle view. Bathroom/laundry/Toilet: Huge size, Linen closet in bathroom. LIGHT so no mould. Light, possible perforated steel over window? Artycrafty. That Ocean storm photo as theme with matching colour scheme. High deep sink. Steam Shower, 2 saunas, spa. Big bathroom CCTV Stone / slate, cave like?, wet room with hose. Huge shower space, no curtain, double, circular A light/lamp above shower, stool spot (or rock!). Atrium tall narrow toilet with plants. Bidet Smart toilet. Long fancy bathtub. Stargazing windows over. Plumbed borewater or 5x70000L cement tanks. Shoe spot in laundry back door. Broom & vac closet (I have to spell this one out) Hanger for dripping cloths over sink in shade. Garage: Triple. Extra wide doors and a space for car doors to be opened all at once. Automatic windows. Perfect storage system. Non facing the front (hidden) but roundabout drive through, near kitchen for unloading. Work rooms One for sewing. One for crafts and one for wood working; open for sanding. Massive ceiling with vertical skylight lights for pm sun – then big windows for am sun. Wall of windows. Any pillars, be mirror covered. Massage room with permanent staff on call Underground area Cool room / meat room / Cellar / Preservatives / Mushrooms Chill out area for cats. Slate flagstone or Brick floor / corridor to outside. Artistic / Creative Outside/Garden: Huge swim pond with jetty! And 25m Lap pool, ½ in ½ outdoors with plants. Glass awnings. Copper coil pipe on roof for plumbed in hot water. Bore one too, decorative arrangement. Slopey roof 42° no possumpee and WELL protected FAT gutters, concealed and roof garden? Invisible Solar tiles 5 cement water tanks, underground, 1 poly for softshower Wrought iron curl fence/gates/planters. Atrium looking out to pool. Extensive stonework. Huge, lockable, irrigated shade house/ potting shed. SICK of thieving idiots (perhaps a gun too). Raised vegebeds, irrigated (130 proper sleepers) Moat with chook yard in centre/foxproof bridge. My ‘umbrella woman’ water feature statue. Big tiled veranda all around. Some mosaics. Open atrium folly in the garden Anticlimb huge haybale fence or sugarcrete brick fence around whole perimeter. I include these below, not because they are my fav to eat, but they are so healthy and nutritious; gift from God
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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 - www.localseeds.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.). 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”. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds 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 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 ban, not from my content so to speak, but from bitchy bully women trying to sabotage me. (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. (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. Jessica White – 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 – 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. 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). 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, strangers or neighbours, think they have the right to tell me what to do….idiots, fuck off). But just writing about it - miracles, it stops, (sometimes), -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 niave 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. 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) 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. 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, get your own, you intruding control freaks.(Lucky, I keep backups, many of these paragraphs get deleted, I have to constantly check my blog and re add VITAL information! 😁) 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. 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?) $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 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, (first Kesbies, then Long Cottage) basically due to bullying and pure jealousy. Get off your arse and build your own vege patch) At this point I moved (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 304. Letter/ Calendar/lease forms (later returned) 305. Green hose joiner/returned 2 days later $1 306. 8+ white 500ml coffee cups major coffee cup shortage now $20 307. Homemade Hat, wind proof why? $30 308. Old rusty large Splatter guard (something rusty like this does not usually get stolen?) $10 309. 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) + $12 310. 50g alpaca / silk (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 311. Nutribullet gasket (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $24 312. So you think you can Dance season 11 ep 1 -5 DVD 313. Black textas x 4 $20 314. Pkt of seed – Russian Onion seeds returned 6 mnths later to my desk! 315. 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. 316. furniture polish paste wax beeswax & carnauba clear finish 'premium blend'200g $22.50 317. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 318. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera SSP Mann seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 319. EUCALYPTUS caesia seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RETURNED LATER $5 320. EUCALYPTUS papuana seed from seederama, brandnew, unopened pt RETURNED LATER$5 321. At this point my restricted key arrived, but still stealing, not as much 322. Italian Women’s Weekly Cookbook (I have the whole set, until now, 1 missing) $40 323. Little black Toggles from sewing box (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $2 324. 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 $60 325. Calothamnus sanguinens seeds, stolen by ebayer Макеева Татьяна, they later paid $10 326. Tamarillo seeds, stolen by ebayer HASSAN ALSINAN $15 327. Double metal pencil sharpener (prob taken when onion/ Euc seeds taken) $10 328. Front door Key stolen by longs daughter, later returned friends of Bunnings blonde bimbo 329. Blue/white card, for threading sewing machine stolen and blue button foot $stress 330. Garden fork, a good one, coincides with visiting Long dog later returned $100 331. Silicone food Wrap Seal Cover $3 332. USB stick 32 gb later returned $15 333. Spinning wheel chock later returned $25 334. 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) 336. Bunnykins coffee mug – mothers stealing this one egg carton with eggs in it plus 2 empty cartons later returned (really and truly) 337. pen off desk, later returned 338. pin shelf nail plugs later returned 339. extra big Balloon whisk and straining spoon STOLEN from kitchen both later returned 340. Missing one of these Perfume Atomizers - I would like it back thanks bimbo dogs late returned 341. Torch stolen again by another coward later returned 342. chainsaw combination spanner and socket tool later returned 343. 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 344. hose washers x10 in pkt $3 345. Vase, Ruskin? From Henry st, only just realized value $1000 346. Eucalyptus leucoxylon seed, or may be the tray of tubes?? Returned seed thanks to k cull 347. Silver piece of plastic from fridge stolen from bin – they climbed in window 348. Pink stoneware bowl – qp101830311 RETURNED(I believe someone other than the thief returned a pink bowl to my kitchen, no idea who) 349. Glulam plank of wood -could have been stolen by friends of Benaraby Tip council, as I was just there scavenging timber offcuts 350. Neighbours harassing me with sounds at Builyan (animals are better behaved than them) 351. 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 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 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$50 383. 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. Ph test kit stolen Another forced relocation, to Kookaburra Park Gin Gin , mover Andrew Lucas, Wallaville 396. 2 days later, the remote was taken for motorised blind, unable to use it, $365 returned 397. At least 5 glasses taken, neighbours Helen and Bob acting suspect, harbouring 2 young people – possibly thieves 398. Wrought Iron Fire poker and scraper (stolen by bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $100 399. Timber screws 4g x 20mm, x 1 metal, x 1 Brass, Metal self-drill screws 4G x 20mm $15 400. Blue Alpaca beanie and black/red gloves returned 401. Squeeze Bottle pva glue $16.95 402. Another ball of blue Alpaca wool last week in July 2019 $15 403. Key removed from my chain while I was asleep and torch stopped working overnight 404. 2 little silver torches taken plus rechargeable batteries, taken August $18 405. Bamboo toothpaste stolen at mail boxes, along with other mail, neighbours for sure $5 406. Stainless steel pudding (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $16 407. Mannequin photo off PC $2 408. Blue good Philips head screw driver returned $50 409. 2 pins for clamps (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 410. Karen Stennett’s pkt of Pima Cotton seeds from my desk when I went to GinGin $35 411. Reading glasses by Alice and Apple at Coact Gin Gin, light on iPod $2 412. Adobe Extension stolen by Adobe 1st Oct 2019 $500 413. Photo of chook contact from iPod, most likely stolen by Apple 31st October 2019 $2 414. Black microphone and pc photo returned when I went to bundy and soap stolen $2 415. Chook feed from chook yard $5 416. 4x 72litre containers filled with water emptied from shade house, then later vandalized 417. 3 trees vandalized $22 418. Casey Forbes at spnflwr deleted and ban me from my fabric design sales $10000 419. Coward at Facebook deleted and ban me for ever from face book $5000 420. Coward at ebay deleted and ban me for ever from ebay $20000 421. Coward at flickr deleted and ban me (think all those internet ones related to some Chinese bitch 422. Gin Gin post office ban me for ever from stepping foot on premisis 423. 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) 424. Wikipedia ban, by red head coward 425. The really good broccoli seed that was green and nutty? 426. Searles ripped me off with fertilizer that is actually just composted pine bark $16 427. Petrophile teretifolia seed stolen from Colosseum, by Agnes Water nutcase 428. Acacia vestita SEED STOLEN BY pretend RELATIVES OF Mark Kesbie $25 429. Stainless steel splash spatter screen STOLEN, March 2020 RETURNED $10 430. Special clasp/leather necklace stolen by Errol and Sue Zunker from Sharon QLD $5 431. $60 new bottle rosemary essential oil hair care March 2020 $60 432. 3 bags of roo mince from the freezer+++++ more 433. 22 items from Gin Gin post office have been stolen. Thieves there, female mailmen!! 434. 2 Californian poppy seedlings $20 435. Chrys vandalized $1 436. 2 balls of wool set aside for my tapestry stolen $23 437. 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 438. Kale receipt from ebay of black kale that never germinated (boondie?) $5 439. Nasturtium ‘Black Velvet’ SEEDS – stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$5 440. 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$150 441. Pea - Petit Pois Waverex SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$25 442. Angled Luffa (Luffa acutangula) SEEDS $5 443. Clove essential oil $25 444. 2 metal parfait spoons $10 445. Russell Patterson’s pkt of Eucalyptus sideroxylon, plus photo of it (not Judy’s) $30 446. This Stolen list was deleted off my pc (I have backups) I suspect ebay, blonde bimbo $20 447. New garden tap washer (this item was removed from this list – I have IT nerds stealing from me too) 448. 2 spatulas, a yellow and a hot pink one, I suspect spotlight Bundaberg staff $20 449. Brahmi Tea in BormioliRoccoQuattroStagioniPreservingJar(jar returned without tea I suspect landlord)28 Oct$20 450. Piggyback Extension Power Cord - Black - 2mx1 (long white one was returned) $20 451. another gold fish – that makes it 13 now , plus a water plant is gone $100 452. braided cotton candle wick $10 453. 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 453. 40cm bead fringe by show people Nashville (refunded) $200 510. 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen$80 511. 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" 512. This list was stolen off my PC, lucky I have 3 backup systems IT NERDS 513. They steal my reminders, my daily outlook reminders - bugger off computer nerd hackers, get a life and stop messing about with old ladies. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park 515. PH test kit from pool $50 516. Hoe (good old one) $50 517. Wifi camera x 2 $180 518. Robot wifi camera x 2 $100 519. Wooden Walking stick (had 2, now have 1, thought I may have sold it gumtree at Gin Gin, but no photos)$20 520. 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. 521. 2 wheels/axle from a cart stolen $50 522. Metal Boomerang from ute $70 523. Target Mid Brim Raffia Fedora Hat $25 524. My mini sport from my pink Syngonium 525. Large microwave casserole 5quart dish Littonware $200 526. Large ceramic and glass CorningWare Classic Square Casserole 5L dish $155 527. Bag of 50 irrigation drippers, red and black ones $20 528. Bamboo boxes from kmart, I had 5, 1 left, God knows what happen to them all $40 529. 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. 523. Kmart IT Nerds blocked me from my account I had to create a whole new one and waste fucking time 454. Unpicks $8 455. Aquarium Plants x 3: Lobelia Cardinalis - Aquarium Plant $12 456. Phyllanthus fluitans Red Root Floater - Aquarium Plant $12 457. Snowflake Lily - Nymphoides hydrophylla waterlily, they swapped over this white native lilly for an exotic blue lilly $35 458. Little black nail/thread scissors, the really good ones $12 459. 1 reels of tape $4 460. Another black duster, the large one, stolen by Bunnings copycats $16 461. Bundaberg Couriers stealing, Allied Express / stealing parcels – my Spa $550 462. Good garden trowel $ 463. Wooden dressmakers awl $12 464. Coles Nail Polish Remover Non-Acetone pink bottle125ml $ 2 .80 465. Floral Clothes from Pinterest in the mail refunded by PayPal 466. Back scratcher in the mail 467. Black goggles – the ones with scratches $20 468. More pink deformed celosia seed $50 469. Brick $5 470. 2 more luffas $10 471. More frozen roo mince x 2 (I stopped buying now, I refuse to feed my neighbours) $20 472. That hair one never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 473. That allan key set never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 474. Anthon Berg chocolates stolen by David Hooker and Sharon Millet incahoots with Circles Life $15 475. Bestway - HART INTERNATION and CBA stole via pending payment withholding $45 476. Ibuprofen – ½ .80c 477. Another pair secateurs returned 478. (Written knitting patterns and my cast on off course notes) $300 479. Coriander and ginger essential oil blend for heat $45 480. Pkt futon bolts and nuts $45 481. Tf card and card reader for car cam $30 482. iPhone charger $25 483. 1 steak from woollies, a yuk one $5 484. 1 can each of my craft cooking wine, red, white $20 485. Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management papers. Nurse Annett and friend stole $ 486. Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg re over charging for Collapsed Arch diagnosis $100 487. Good pen with string on it $35 488. Glass cutter ? maybe I chucked it out? $12 489. Beige sunglasses $35 490. Imed stole my 2 appointments today, and tried to charge me $200 for another appointment 491. Floss, later returned 492. Neighbours at kookaburra park majorly harassing me – thieves I bet 493. 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 online - beyond annoying). 494. Dodo stealing my whole internet plan, and Activate8me trying to steal a whole month. 495. Birth Certificate (probably Centrelink stole it, as when I spoke to them, the girl knew it had been stolen) 496. I suspect Adobe creative cloud app with stealing data off my computer 497. Mad Paws Pet Sitter company stole my time with ‘certificate completion’, only NOT to add me to database $500 498. 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. 499. Drying seed capsules of Dianthus barbatus interspecific, 'Jolt Cherry' from mitre 10 – dogs always steal my flower seed 500. Spintel offer new plan for same, but with twice as fast speeds as mine, if I want it, they want $5 extra – thieves 501. Red screwdriver, 1 cal poppy seed in paper bag stolen then both returned 502. Meat pie out of freezer – not returned $6 503. Microsoft stealing my time with false information and twice paid new edition of Word $500+ 504. Silicone wet area glue – returned to my car by dog while I was at the post office $12 505. Borage essential oil bottle and full wax lotion stolen by Bundaberg Beauty girls $45 506. 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 $10 507. Glass jar full of combined small/average screws -not 100% sure if stolen from Kooka or new place Sarina $200 508. Good Pen on a string for pattern making $20 509. Yogi marlons dvd for back pain, I bet Cate Rogers stole it. That woman should be shot, bullet to the ear. $30 503. 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen $80 504. 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 524. 2 black light cords- 2m long cable with Switch $20 525. 1 black extension cord with piggyback plug $10 531. Wooden chairs stolen x 2 – 1 antique quality one, and 1 quality Woolworths folding wooden chair $200 ANOTHER FORCED RELOCATION TO SARINA, QLD, 4737, AND THE THIEVING CONTINUES, AND AGAIN WITH LANDLORD / REAL ESTATE HARASSMENT FROM YET ANOTHER STUPID BLONDE 530. 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 531. Full glass jar of screws? From here or gin gin $200 532. Blue fringe swimmers $50 533. Eucalypts woodwardii seed pkt $200 534. Metal whisk $20 535. Coles Mackay delivery girl stole a cat food satchel, then gumtree robin purchased something $1.75 536. Melaleuca diosmatifolia -seed stolen (I may have sent 2 pkts in my last seed order, as that’s what I did with another one?) $10 537. Horse stories off my blog, heaps, also from my back up, I have to rewrite them – stupid bitches $999 538. My external hard drive storage CABLE – weirdos $10 539. My snapshot of a water wok benchtop from Grand Designs, that I put on Pinterest, gone 540. 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 $10 541. The “Dob in a Doctor” link from my Outlook was STOLEN! – needed to dob in dodgy Sarah physio who stole $80 542. Another good Roller Ball pen stolen $20 543. Ebay stole $3.33 from you wire order at checkout $3.33 544. 100g fibre tops angora from feltfine, the really light pink one $35 545. Petunia in small pot – seed from Large Cherry, etsy Poland, I think a fake courier delivery driver stole it $20 546. 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 $200 547. 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. 548. 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 549. 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 $25 550. Toll Bundaberg stole from me by later sending me a bill for $30 stating my measurements were incorrect – AND THEY WERE NOT $30 551. Pack and send, and Just Freight Courier in Bundaberg overcharged me $30 at checkout – STUPID FEMALE DOGS $30 552. 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 553. Big glass jar of honey from MPB (it may have smashed when the fridge dropped? Don’t think so) $10 554. Liquid potash ½ bottle missing – stolen $15 555. Ingrid the dog at CBA; giving me runaround for 3/4 hr and putting me through to wrong people and back again – she is the epitome of irresponsible, yet she deemed me ‘too irresponsible’ to give loan too, I have the recording 556. 1 Melaleuca spathulata tube seedling $25 557. 1 rolled frozen chicken breast $10 558. Crepis yellow envelope (looking for it, the sleeve press broke, $200) 559. +3 magnification black reading glasses $12 560. Callistemon Spp Pink my Barbie Pink seeds, half the pkt stolen and bag left open $60 561. Onion shoot, whole new thing, gone, overnight $5 562. Sand people across the rd tried to charge me $5 for a half a bucket of sand - THIEVES 563. I think 4 meat pies have been stolen from the freezer? $16 564. 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 $17 565. Sewing machine Led bulb by Australia post or seller?, but then a new one I ordered was so dim it was theft too 566. Centrelink by not acknowledging medical certificate upload – 2hrs waiting on phone – that will be $130 thanks 567. GumTree fakers wasting my time with pretend interest 568. Ladder pushed into my car, that old man from no 9 did it with dogs? – that’s their stupid fighting mentality 569. Tail light broken – hit and run $45 570. 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 571. 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 572. More meat from freezer? 573. Email receipts missing from outlook, and server – totally gone, frequently this happens, lucky I screenshot 574. Beam escooter charged me double for the time I spent testing their escooter, so charged $13 instead of $6.50 575. 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. 576. Sarina Council stole 3 leptospermums and 2 E citriodoras in the form of non thinking gunho 80’s mentality 577. Another Pair of Beige Reading Glasses STOLEN early mid 2023 $22 578. Green Beanie with Ear Flaps Missing, May 2023, most likely stolen by dickhead neighbour who wanted me to look at their car $78 579. 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+ 580. Coles and Woolies stealing eggs via rotten eggs $25 581. 4cm Marimo Moss Ball Live Aquarium Plant, ebay seller jinbaoer (sent plastic) IDIOT 0104-AU-ECA-FBO-AUD@ebay.com $25 582. 1 concession stamp $1.20 583. Unopened Water filter, stolen by people on Netflix incunjunction with my stupid neighbours at 108 $25 584. 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. $350 585. Blonde Endler with good colour and small size, stolen by breeder from Aquarium Central or youtube boys $55 586. 2 Broccoli soups stolen from freezer $58 587. Pink Nylon Netting stolen from outsider my unit last night, Saturday 5th August 2023 $12 588. 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 589. One of my 2 remaining pairs of PC desk reading glasses stolen 13th Aug 2023 from locked unit, black, clear and brow $5 590. Theft via chips and stains – I need to start keeping track of these too; rose coffee cup, pink bowel, fish tank 591. 1 pkt Eucalyptus macracarpa seeds (ofcourse stolen by idiot dogs) $8 592. 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 593. Rubbish bin smashed, same time, police report – they did nothing 594. Crap pen stolen after I emailed stationary supply shop 595. 2 sponge filters from dirty aquarium stolen, and 1x 1” clear pipe x30cm $35 596. M8 washer stole, just 1, stolen by a pervert September 2023 $5 597. Another 2 nutribullet cups stolen $65 598. All but 1 of all my SD Cards and TF Cards have been stolen $200 599. ANOTHER Essential Oil - Chamomile STOLEN $70 600. ButterNut Pumpkin Seed-bad ones-Joshua Jackson, Tugun QLD ordered, maybe plot to get good ones? $25 601. LG / Amazon / seller Mexi Trading stole via return postage costs that they did not pay for anyway $21 602. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park I will include ‘bother’ time: $60 603. Boxfan photos stolen off PC $5 604. Xgody carcam broken, then replaced, but with inferior one with no plates detection $500 605. Another chicken breast was stolen $6 606. Begonia, 2 Bulbs from etsy seller Eskimo, who then closed my account so I could not get my money back $18 607. 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 608. Frozen pies taken at same time out of freezer $12 609. Another 5 chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer October November 2023 (5 this time) $20 610. 1 neoprane glove taken from my swim bag in the car – they just took one $10 611. Male Endler stolen from bucket outside by courier copycat grey car, or white ute $25 612. Another 2 Male Endler stolen whilst I was in the shower – drunk girl next door? 613. 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 614. My Last Male Endler stolen last night by my neighbours – they all acting strange. Youtube comments by thieves 615. 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? 616. 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 $30 617. Rose fertiliser stolen, and possibly more potting mix stolen from car port, NOV 2023 618. Kmart IT nerds stealing my time with false information on website, then changed re waterproof sheet $200 619. 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 620. 2 Paint scrapers stolen either from Sarina or Gin Gin? $50 621. 8 Inch Air Stone Stolen $4.61 + $65 in time wasting reporting 622. Coles Mackay online are stealing by adding 2 - they change my 1 product, to 2 623. 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 624. Coles Mackay are also stealing by sending ‘off’ refrigerated foods 625. 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 626. 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 627. Figure 8 silver clasp returned to floor, and sewing needles scattered on floor coinciding with new tenant Jackie? 628. 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. 629. Also taken then, mini lotus plant taken from bucket pond 630. Also taken then, my good pima cotton set aside seeds were stolen 631. 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). 632. amazon sent brand-new spray bottle that had been used with pesticide ! 633. Microsoft outlook are stealing emails by deleting off server and not showing emails older than 11 mnths 634. Gumtree is run by thieves, they steal every time I list a free product, they say it is free, but it is not 635. My brown gradient reading glasses taken from bedside table 636. My black with purple arm reading glasses taken from bedside table -Every time reading glasses are stolen, eyekeeper sends a catalogue email 637. 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 638. centerlink staff steal from me – 2 birth certifictes were stolen by them too 639. 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+ 640. A new baby red shrimp, taken night before I realized door can be opened easily when locked $55 641. 2 tail lights smashed on 2 different outings $50 642. Neighbour dickhead is pulling strands out of my shagrug as it was driving over the ute, in the drive way $200 643. 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?? 644. Possible iodine cotton buds stolen – 14? Door locked all night? 645. Black poly elbow with thread at one end – they gave me by mistake, then someone stole it out of my unit $4 646. 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 647. Pureharvest Organic Tamari Soy Sauce Wheat Free Salt Reduced – this was placed in my fridge then stolen 648. 2 bottles my chicken stock? 649. 1 glass air line joiner $5 650. Sleep beanie returned $79 651. Micala from Nutrien Harcourts Ayr – wasting my time in fake rentals and fake online application process $460 652. Christine Reid’s seeds – mail NARRAWONG Victoria, also proof of purchase stolen off pc $3.55 653. Whole 1 kg pktof Barramundi frozen fish stolen out of freezer, after lock was fixed $30 654. Something was taken today as fake police sirens outside my unit after a trip to Woolworths ?? 2 things taken 655. Kylie Ryan seeds Cotton Pima and Eucalyptus ficifolia 8 Elizabeth st Biggenden Qld kryan1573@gmail.com $18 656. Marg Stockill ‘s seeds 55 Rice Street Park Avenue Queensland 4701 0427730966 m.stockill@cqu.edu.au $12 657. Christine Reid ‘s seeds 55 Orchards Road NARRAWONG Vic 3285 +61404507339 inlandskies@gmail.com $12 658. 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) 659. 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 660. Coles failed to deliver last 3 orders. Lying stating no drivers and before that they sent me unrefrigerated items – so off cream and milk 661. Wooden dish drying rack $60 reported 9797954 662. Plug in Battery charger for Panasonic camera $25 663. Hakea bucculenta seed supply $300 664. 2 pkts seeds - Vanilla Lily - Dichopogon strictus (Arthropodium strictum - Chocolate Lily) x 2 pkts $15 665. Helichrysum essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time $40 666. Lemongrass essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time- taken later than Heli $10 667. After a microsoft update, my monitor had a red bullseye in the centre, plus the menu stopped working $107 668. Raywhite stole $55 for THEIR pest problem due to inadequate building construction and holes $55 669. Hakea bucculenta seeds, whole lot, about $300 worth, stolen just after I uploaded to ebay for sale 24th April 670. Hibiscus heterophyllus seeeds - Native Rosella, all of it stolen Daniel Saunders I bet stole them 671. Domain and Realestate.com apps – re 30 applications and 30 automatic rejections – useless and discriminatory 672. Monthly Outlook reminder to do tax was stolen 673. Canon printer thieving ink cartridges, $65 versus $3.80 via tracked cartridges 674. Receipts and photos of package of my 2 tail light bulbs from ebay 675. little jar of collected dried cochineal bugs? 676. 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. 677. Aramax Courier in Mackay wanted $100 to pick up a small parcel thieving little women. 678. Sewing machine thread spool, my spare one, plus one from the machine 679. Marigold ‘sparky mixed’ seeds stolen and replaced with a different variety!! IDIOTS 680. Cinnamon oil missing (149 items) 681. Complied list of every single font – in a ring binder (did it in 2015 – can’t believe it lasted so long – graphic artists are thieves) 682. Sage essential oil taken returned ¾ empty 678. Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ - Capsicum annuum SEED 360. blade and blue pads accessories, stolen from glass cutter 682. stainless steel u shape hose connector for aquarium 683. Key for fuel cap (subsequently put sugar in fuel tank, including yesterday at sarina beach car par $30.99 +tank damage 684 Car camera reversing camera- could get plates from 100m, then suddenly could not, swapped over? $400 685. 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. 686. 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 thieving cunts. 687. Someone stole my Coles feedback that I emailed to myself – bloody computer nerds, they are so arrogant and self entitled 688. 1 of 3 yellow squishy massage balls, looks like a golf ball, but yellow $5 689. Scales were stolen swapped over for bad ones, and bread flour stolen, so I think local bakers 690. 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. 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. (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. and all these LOCAL FUCKING IDIOTS, go to my neighbours and perv on me from up their hill, plus steal from me and verbally harass me. they turned the heater of my veranda aquarium up and cooked my fish - moron QLD retards here. Facebook stalker stupid dog. I hope they get cancer and die (as well as their whole family). 699. 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? 700. Woolworths gives me stale bread, discovered they have always done so, its never freshly same day baked. Coles same. 701. Amazon customer service stole $6.30 coffee subscription, stating its now $9 702. Coles still stealing from me by not delivering half my order 703. Coffee cup people stealing me by putting my favourite design set up double price, and making them too tall for my coffee machine anyway $80 704. Sponge to the cat fountain has been stolen (3 aquarium sponges taken before aswell – WHAT THE ) 705. 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. 706. I think 2 stupid dogs down at Sarina Dr’s put something in my petrol tank? Making noise. put-put and smoke? 707. Organic apple 708. 1.25kg frozen roo mince 709. Another organic apple 710. My hand made black cotton silk shirt, short sleeve, summer, slightly transparent, taken 2023 at sarina $250 711. All Security camera app people steal footage, plus access sound, plus insert hidden cameras in smart light bulbs 712. Telstra bullies switch off my internet again on a Saturday afternoon, all June and july 713. After using drop saw in Car port, someone twisted the nut raising the height by 1” - Saturday, 13 July 2024 714. 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. $150 715. Tax office stole ‘already paid’ tax, on income less than $21000, no refund apun request/tax lodgement 716. Perverts at YouTube deleted my account 717. 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 718. Photos of purchases on PC are disappearing (bidet and motor rotor) 719. I realize I have not listed my stolen fabric designs – there have been heaps stolen off my pc 720. Twit at Sarina landcare short changed me 10c 721. App computer nerds stealing and causing problems. ALL apps seem to be a privacy problem, I have to remove CBA, Macdonalds and Brumbys 722. 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. 723. 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’ 724. Woollies Ooralea stole my ham, as punishment for car battery people not needing to replace battery – little 725. Sewing scissors review vid for temu showing FAULTY SCISSORS (I DID IT AGAIN, ONLY TOOK 1 MINUTE) 726. 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) 727. Staurogyne repens – aquatic plus photos of it (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June Jul 24 728. 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 729. no one in Queensland knows how to slice ham, or should I say, shave ham 730. sleep, with some sort of electronic device outside my window going off at 4am 18th Aug Sunday morning 731. 19th Aug ALL NIGHT electronic beep ON OFF and a girls voice ; RACK OFF YOU STUPID DOG 732. coles stealing from me I order shallot they sent me a brown onion and they still charge me for a lotShallot 733. another kangaroo mince stolen 1st sept 2024, girls in pink 734. ‘stand up straight’ outlook reminder stolen 735. Temu refund $15.33 one day then $13.33 next, on all outlook emails, stole $2 & CRAP shoes, trying to kill me 736. 2 flickr accounts again Sept 2024 – attention seeking idiots 737. 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 738. 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 739. 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? 740. 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 741. NOT kipfler potatoes at Veggies unlimited Mackay $10 742. iphone swapped over with phone that has cracks and scratches (3) 743. harassed by centerlink caller today 4 phone calls, she said her daughter was playing with her phone- BULL 744. 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. 745. 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” 746. 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)? 747. Another ½ kg frozen roo meat stolen while I left front door open and got washing out back Friday arvo11th oct 748. Whole Baby spinach plant was taken, prowler last night, and delivery of seed collection related? 749. Whole green tray of chili seeds ‘sweet temptation’ October 2024 possibly co-insiding with rd workers outside? 750. Coles are swapping brisket for cornbeef cut, so mislabelled too 751. Charging cables – suspected local teenagers stealing, plus swapping for faulty ones- I am taking dozens of cables I have had to purchase this year. 752. Pimelea ferruginea ‘Magenta Mist’ seeds, coinsides with Eddy Tucker and Nindethana order 753. Linda Young, Rupanyup, VIC, 4 seed packs, no money 754. Green hose joiner from outside tap 755. 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. 756. 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 757. Large Pink garden hat, stolen out of locked car, police reported 758. 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. 759. Grey hose joiner from inside – yeah, well, the cookers thought you were hilarious for stealing this - simplebrain 760. CBA again stole $140 off my creditcard and also stole my screen shot from 10th Nov creditcard statement off my pc 10th November 2024 761. 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" 762. plant notes are being stolen out of Word and reappearing on facebook in different form 763. 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 764. Another 2 x ½ kg frozen bag of pet mince stolen from freezer 765. Perfume atomiser with geranium 766. Mackay jobs provider harassment via phone bullying, male this time – prob has blonde bimbo wife 767. 200g rose fertiliser stolen out of new bag that had been sticky taped back up by mitre 10- mackay 768. Possible Dendrobium seeds taken off plant before I collected, as girl did youtube vid on how to sow-typical theft 769. Brumby's Apricot Danish, lying; madeup flour supplier, computer glitch.disrespectful idiot, channel 9 stole them? 770. Apple update punishing people who do not have new phones by re moving features, like siri and tab search 771. Sergio Alessandro from Brazil and Mamouni Abdelghafour from Morocco have ban ALL int’l sales on ebay 772. Coles staff are still “withholding” certain foods in my orders 773. 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 774. 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 775. stealing in the morning?; Acacia podalyriifolia? Rack off fake ambulance sirens 776. 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. 777. 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. 778. Target, Australia post not delivery my parcels, return to sender AMAZON ONLY 779. Bob Fox at Pegs Creek $25 houseplant ANOTHER Aus Post PARCEL MISSING -Possible faker do-gooder from Western Australia 780. Spotlight sold me cotton towels that were actually a cotton blend with acrylic – this is theft 781. 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 782. .com stealing by search results – Mr windows charging $40 for $6 product 783. 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” 784. 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. 785. Apple ipad stealing back features; Tab search in safari, Siri, open file in browser for ‘find in document’ 786. male blonde Endlers out of that first tank, heaps about 30-50 they sell for $6 each 787. aaa batteries? 788. sweet chilli tray? I thought so, but later an unopened seed bag of sweet chilli turns up in my chilli seed bag?? 789. Neutrogena removed my face moisturiser from their product line 790. 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. 791. 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 792. 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. 793. Coles driver or packer stole 1 slice of cheese from Deli Swiss cheese, and left wrapping unwrapped. 794. Coles bakery is skimping on tiger paste (on top of the Tiger rolls) 795. Hillary Hook from North Ipswich tried to sabotage my seller account 796. 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.) 797. Cheese taken out of my cart, coles it nerds 798. Temu retail clothing dogs are trying to give me breast cancer with bras that do not fit properly 799. George Grelak from Blakehurst stole 10000 purslane seeds $15.55 800. 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. 801. $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 802. Still with train harassment here, although train line is ages away, they still found away to be heard 803. 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. 804. 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? 805. 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 806. Your buyer's delivery details: 807. Michael Lam from Marsfield, NSW shop saboteur -ebay stole $31.10 through refunding buyer before they received the item 808. 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. 809. FB marketplace Admin not allowing me to add tags to my listings which means there's a less chance that they'll be sold 810. Fuel Cap Diesel Locking keys and adding something to my fuel tank, so car goes put put 811. stalked by the dogs at Sarina Beach on my daily exercise regime -they have new cars, could be car industry 812. 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. 813. 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. 814. 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. 815. temu are adding $2-3 on products that are allready in cart they are stealing in this manner 816. don’t want to brandname, so appliance company stole by changing blade to nonheat resistant, so waste of $90 817. decor glass canisters using thin untempered glass that breaks if you hold it tooo tight $24 818. locals not stocking items so I have to pay for postage too, and online - hundreds if not thousands 819. ebay seller CampbellsStore, stated my device was compatible but then said was not – ebay such thieves $17 820. Newly collected native Seed stolen out of car at mechanics (1/4 of the bag) $50 821. Azolla Duck weed, plus Endler fish – stupid little boys 822. Some stupid little bitch on fb local group keeps removing my posts aswell as trying to sabotage my car with car service and mechanics 823. 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. 824. 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 $483 825. 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 826. Another organic apple stolen June 2025 827. Acacia seed thief $8 Peter Andrews, 128 hartley valley road, Vale of Clwydd, NSW 2790, Australia Phone 0488 515 449 828. supermarkets stealing in the form of BAD bread 829. 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. 830. 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 831. 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. $40 832. $483 stolen by police via fake speeding ticket; not speeding when photo taken:cannot travel to mackay for FB marketplace plant sales, also landlord related plus bimbo cunts who follow me where ever I go, those ones from GrassTree Beach. 833. 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. 834. $10 voucher from online plant shop – hackers steal voucher codes 835. Cba stole another $127 off my cc today – tried to change banks, all other banks refused my application 836. 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. 837. 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”. 838. 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. 839. Coles IT change the dried mushrooms, that had Chanterelle's in, replaced with black fungus 840. Large empty card envelope 841. Manufacturers of plastic who sell those storage boxes on wheels, with lids; absolute cracking crap- you ought to be ashamed of yourselves 842. 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. 843. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by Handley6844, Eileen Handley, PO Box 400 Robinvale, VIC 3549 844. $7.90 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by blobby22, Susan Skidmore 15 White Oak Avenue Mossman, QLD 4873 845. $19 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by jaremoco07, Linda Young 19 Stewart St Rupanyup, VIC 3388 846. $16 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Mamabdelg0, mamouni Abdelghafour Duar oled taleb sidi taibi kenitra Kenitra 14000 MA 847. $12 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Talitakum Flowers, Lembang Jl Grand Hotel No 48 Lembang Bandung Barat Jawa Barat 40391 848. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by 4lng05ih, Bob Fox 54b Galbraith Road Pegs Creek, WA 6714 849. $19 stolen via Epipremnum on ebay Gg9546 George Grelak 6 Amy Street, Blakehurst, NSW 2221 850. 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 851. my blog story “So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater” was changed something missing? 852. 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. 853. 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) 854. aquarium filter sponge stolen from veranda (4th one stolen over some years) 855. 1 pumpkin from vege patch 856. 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) 857. 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 858. Brand new GOOD Aquarium adapter for pump swapped over for crap one that keeps falling out of socket $4 859. Pc monitor flui cleaner stolen, I wrote a story about it, then it was returned today, but they stole my pink plate 860. 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. 861. Ebay order changed in outlook – ebay staff aka Ebony Cosgrove $11 862. 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. 863. 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. 864. Microsoft are stealing my video’s quality via Lossy Compression and Re-encoding over years. Significantly so. 865. Amazon re cancelling membership they change it to more expensive one $60 866. Budget beef mince from woollies – not sure what it is but it is disgusting. Paper? Sawdust in it?? They are thieves. 867. 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 868. White bread plate stolen aswell – could be retailer dog related due to dep fair trade and goodguys refunding me – then stealing from me 869. 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 $70 870. 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 871. Adapter plug swapped over good to bad (outside on aquarium pump, now it just falls out) 872. 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 873. 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 874. Aquarium shops, all of them steal from me, one way or another – they are a total scam. 875. Ebay staff have fake sellers doing product placement, so u wait 2mnths for product (coffee grinder) that was never actually sent 876. Fb deleted my drawer runners listing, no notification, it just vanished, had to redo it 877. Amazon help centre said they would give me a $5 credit for mucking up the subscription – but then never did. 878. 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. 879. 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. 880. Also more arnica oil was stolen, emptied 881. 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. 882. Sand timer stainless steel 883. 1 sewing thread clippers 884. Scissors moved from kitchen to desk 885. 1 brand new unopened sewing tape measure stolen at same time 886. 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 887. 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? 888. Beach towel -neighbours, Prob incahoots with stupid kmart trying to product place beach towels fuck off you stupid bimbos 889. Sensor light turned off and camera outside turned to face the other way 890. Apple stole siri find my keys, in latest update 891. car rear view mirror vandalised by 14 Herta Lane, Sarina Beach 892. I'm pretty sure AusPost stole my parcel for ebay customer, said they del when they did not! 893. Big spate of thefts in September by neighbours - In September I got AfterPay - Pay in 4, for Temu order – maybe related 894. Andrew Breckenridge pretending to be Professor Graeme Yorston youtube – involved with thefts, and Mrs Amos, Debbie Tydd (what the) 895. Someone got in yesterday and removed the wedge holding up dishwasher, lucky I saw it 896. 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 897. Australians on the show Insight, stole my stethoscope so they could product place Apple Watch - fuck off you stupid bimbos 898. Cba stole .75c “international transaction fee” – channel 7 reckons this is greedy opportunists toll money only, and should not be paid 899. My story describing the local men here as stupid young men, was stolen off pc 900. Potatoes: Woolworths, what the hell, refuses to sell roasting potatoes. All their potatoes are Waxy: for stews and mashing. Food shortage. 901. Paypal dickheads help centre run around the call center guy started talking about sex FUCK OFF YOU PERVERTS 902. Australia Post Mackay depot stole my small kmart parcels 903. Apple and microsoft are trying to steal my photos by omitting half in the transfer from device to pc 904. My tapo is being monitored and hacked 905. Unbelievable sellers on ebay selling cuttings through the mail! And at extreme prices! That will not work! It is plain theft. 906. 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. 907. Blue tack stolen from hose end, by Microsoft computer nerd bimbos -Dural irrigation related 908. Ebay and youtube stealing – Nigella seeds: black seed oil – old seed not germinating 909. 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 $50 910. 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 911. 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 912. 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. 913. 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 914. milk companies stealing from Australians by reducing fat (taking cream out WAY MORE than what it was prior 2015), water on my weetbix now 915. large /medium white pipette stolen from outside window - they put slit in bottom of flyscreen and pried pipette out 916. Retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent so I would have to buy a new one 917. 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 918. inflatable spa punctured week later – so retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent and then this spa. STUPID 3RD Born DOGS 919. Puncture repair kit – sticker really 920. 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} 921. 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. 922. Silver leptospermum cut off at base of plant 923. Woolworths staff stole this out of cart Help@Hand Tea Tree Oil 200mL 924. 2 jackfruit trees stolen off table out front $40 925. 2 Fishbone fern stolen off table out front $10 - last night, I herd them, after I switched the light out, probably facebook related - 2 people pm me - I would say neighbours Ally and Garth pretending to be Clery Morwood and Rafael Guanais 926. Sarina intojobs.com are stalking and beeping me – harassment, could be them going to 14 herta lane and harassing me, and stealing from me 927. 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!! 928. 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). 929. 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. 930. 2 Red screwdrivers stolen 2025 931. Someone cut all the chives off the veranda hanging basket over 3 nights 932. Someone Grasstree Beach who is following me whenever I go into Mackay, they turn off to go to grasstree 933. Dogs on the weekend here again - stole lavender essential oil, they emptied out the whole bottle, left the bottle (was ½ full). 934. 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 935. Fresh herbs! Supermarkets are stealing from people; fresh herbs ought to be cheap, $1.80, not $3.20 936. Lavender infused oil $20 937. 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. 938. 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 939. 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 940. 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 fucking bad 941. 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 942. 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) 943. Tyre people added on $9.90 surcharge 944. $500 stolen by Mackay police, some dog said it was for half the tyre cost for the dog who follows me around at Sarina FUCKED 945. 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. 946. 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. 947. Jason McDonald is the person who asked for address and didn't turn up – one of the car hoons? Metaphysical rapists? Secateurs?? He is criminal of some sort 948. Olympics channel and wide world of sports doing fake winter Olympics stories 949. Centrelink still stealing from me with no disability pension – told by dr should have got it in 2017 – they are such CUNTS 950. Coles did not deliver my order yesterday then compensated somewhat – I’m sure someone will steal it 951. rackoff stupid musicians playing kookaburra noises you retard, get a brain – them that stole my new secateurs 952. youtube deleting some of my comments – it maybe channel, but not telling me they deleted them, as I can see them if logged in – SO DODGY 953. target claiming “stainless steel” on powder coated aluminimum 954. 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 955. large pink lily bulb – stolen out of storage, hope the stupid girl who took it gets cancer and dies 956. one of my outlook reminders: contact nursery before looking through their website - they only have 'show' in stock or refuse to sell to me 957. fresh chives stolen 958. Dogs doing signs Fiona Blake stealing plums at Rangari. She prob is not. – see how annoying the dogs are. 959. 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. 960. Swapped out my good card reader that always works for one that does not work – forgot to mark it in pink paint 961. 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. $8 962. 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 963. small long blue straw cleaner 964. 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. 360. 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 $60 968. 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 969. 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, tasty, so I really am not sure – I don’t sell them anyway. Good enough for my taste buds! 970. I have online stalker – computer nerd who goes by various names with Butterfly in it. GET A LIFE 971. 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 962 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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I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the doll’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), Life Stories P4 2009 Emily Bieman at Tulcumbah 1. It all comes down to pure food jealousy This is the kind of activities that gets you kicked out of Rentals. It all comes down to pure food jealousy Usually, Female thieves are a result of stupid mothers who have more than 1 or 2 kids, it’s a 3rd/4th born jealousy thing - it carries through their whole life. BUT There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I have little dogs who are jealous of my food/clothes/things/fabrics/whole life, and try to sabotage them, they do it on any 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 (particularly in Gunnedah) 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) – do your kids a favour and home school them, and keep them out of the general community. By the way little birdie told me when I eat really good food, I’m kind of verbal about it, as in I may sound, actually, just a bit, like I’m perhaps, on my way to climaxing! And so, it was this particular part about the whole good food situation, that they especially didn’t like! (I outdrew them all.... misogynist 101 - Misogynist, men who hate seeing women WIN (and women)) I want to add, I have noted on my website, some foods that I definitely know have been stolen whilst I was at Rangari, a lot, actually. I’ve done photo stories about them. But I strongly suspect that they were lots of foods taken that I didn’t really notice, I mean it’s not like I kept track of everything I picked, harvest, preserved and stored. But if there were things that I did notice, there’s bound to be many things that I didn’t notice. And you know what, the people who were stealing from me, are ‘dumb’ people, I was surrounded by neighbours who couldn’t think to do things like grow their own good food, then they see me, someone they have no respect for, enjoying these good things, {I ought to add, I don’t drink or socialize, so I save a lot of money this way, and can spend it on extra good edible plants and flowers}, I really was on a “food” journey. I recall saving my money at one point (this was very hard when not working) so I could try some new cheeses, (cheese money!), as they were doing a cheese special on my then fav show “food lovers” on SBS, and I realised so far in my life, I hadn’t really had any good cheese, ever! So, I managed to purchase about 5 different cheeses, it was pretty good, I definitely enjoyed those few weeks of trying good cheeses. But then after they ran out, I had to go back to my budget cheese, and Oooh, yuk, so horrid I could not eat it. It took about 5 years before I could eat budget cheese again! I was also inspired by The Cook and The Chef on the ABC; I could just go out to my garden, pick what was ripe, and do a little variation of what they had shown on show! I really learnt to appreciate fresh food and flavour, they actually talked about “peasant food” how it was thought of as not very good, when in actual fact is extremely good, very healthy and fresh - gourmet. Anyway, back to food jealousy story; because they think I am “no one” - not even married, I’m just a single woman out there on my own, the jealous dogs help themselves - they are so disgusting, but more to the point their stupidity, is what really comes across to me. Like, they are showing me exactly how stupid they are, I’m basically getting this message of “stupidity” shoved down my throat, all the time. By the way, one time I found myself at one of my neighbours, I actually heard my neighbour tell her daughter when I was at the door, “who is it mummy? it’s no one dear”. And I just want to say about that, I mean I don’t care if that silly twit woman thinks that I’m ‘no one’, she’s obviously one of the stupid people I’m talking about, (related to Tydd), but by saying what she did, I believe, it goes into the collective consciousness, and it’s a statement that works adversely for me in the future. It’s kind of like cursing someone. 2. 2009 Emily Bieman with dad‘s lotto story I don’t gamble: not even scratchies, I’ve always thought the pokies was just this ridiculous concept and one would have to be ‘dumb’ to hand your money over to a machine, plus everyone knows, the ‘house’ always wins. Although every Christmas I buy a million-dollar lotto ticket, for my dream house. So far, I haven’t won. I have a scratchies story; every week my dad came home from work with scratchies for the kids (he was a bit of a lotto buff, as some yrs before, he actually won the big one! How bout that - on a scratchy! (Off to private school for me, and a new Ford Falcon for the family!!) Anyway, every week, us 3 kids would scratch our tickets, and my sister and I, we would never win, maybe once I won $5, I think, I don’t think Penny ever won. But Daniel on the other hand, not kidding, he won every single week, $5, $10, $15, $25, or even $50! Talk about lucky!! I’ve always thought Penny and I were his lucky charm! and mum was dad’s lucky charm (just our presence). That expression ‘miss lady luck’ it’s really true, I’m not sure why or how that could possibly work, but, true. I’m thinking if you want to be a lucky bastard, get married. Oh, and Daniels luck also applied to any games we played, like Monopoly – you should have seen him, it was amazing, every game he landed on Mayfair and Parklane, plus all the Utilities, he always won, it was unbelievable. Actually, I do believe his luck when playing Monopoly was due to his thought process; he would always sit on his haunches, rubbing his hands together, waiting impatiently for his turn to come along, totally excited, with a beam in his eye at the anticipation of beating his siblings, his mindset being “I am gonna win”!! Whereas I, on the other hand, would be like, ‘oh yeah, whatever, hurry up roll the dice’ - winning wasn’t that important to me. I believe that’s the difference between winning and not winning. It’s like God is listening, and passion is the key. 3. Family Photo with Big Boob Story The Bieman’s: Dick, Fran, me, Daniel, Penny and Tomas. Also, my cousin Sebastian Brandt and his mum, Diana (mum’s non biological sister). I did have this posted on Gunnedah Facebook Group too, ‘Thumbs up Thumbs Down’ (which I thought was one of the best groups on Facebook, except the admin removed it, as she got complaints! What a discriminatory wussy little girl - have some guts admin, how are you going to make the world a better place when you don’t even want to know what’s going on) a few months after that I was ban from FB due to such honest frank speech like this one. Pathetic Australia. It was posted as “Thumbs up to my completely dysfunctional family” My mother was adopted when she was very young, she landed into a family of women with huge boobs. I mean giant boobs, huge. But my mother was petite, she had a small frame. One wouldn’t think this was relevant, but as an old, wise woman now, I can tell you it certainly is relevant. Women with small boobs have completely different personalities than women with big boobs. I’m no psychologist, and I’m not even sure if this phenomenon is even recognized as a factor, but I can assure you it is definitely true.) So aside from that genetic difference, the other unfortunate circumstance that was thrusted upon her is the fact that the mostly female family that adopted her, at certain regular times, were unfortunately a bunch of bully bitches that worked akin to a pack of wolves or dogs targeting its weak prey (or akin to Cinderella and the three ugly stepsisters) The sad thing about those big boob women is the fact that they had /have no idea that they are /were bullies. It’s just something they INSTINCTIVELY do – target the smallest in the room, to create a common enemy. I have noticed in life, a lot of women do this (as a woman, I sadly have to admit, this behaviour comes from a place of female non thinking stupidity) As a child, at holiday time with family, I witnessed this behaviour - it was disgusting, and often this little gang of boobs would bring my mother to tears, which went totally unnoticed and unacknowledged by the whole family (except it seems by me). But there is a silver lining to this story, well for me there is, as I believe, it was because of this dogged behaviour, that my mother then went on to grow up, and create a family for herself (she was actually saved by my father, saved from her family (prince charming!!) She created a family environment where there was absolutely no bullying or dogged attacks at all in my youth. I was the first born, before three other siblings and we grew up in a wonderful loving family thanks to my mother. She also became a JP - Justice of the Peace. I feel she is mother of the year! I’m compelled to write this down because I feel like the main reason my mother inadvertently created her adult life was because she knows how rotten it is growing up in a family of passive aggressive bullies. So, if people just knew straight away how awful it is, and how susceptibly weak ‘big girls’ are, to inadvertently victimize others, then one would not have to experience it to make sure it doesn’t happen. And I believe it is called ‘power tripping’ (the main cause of all fights - including WW2, ( I have nicknamed it nazi behaviour) or was WW2 just about hair colour? J) Plus, I have found with women, once something stupid has been brought to their attention, they can do something about it, and become a savvy woman. Apparently, this story was ban, because all the housewives on Facebook are completely blind as bats and oppressed, and oppressive, and want to keep it that way. Women, the root of all evil. 4. Change of life to include Gardening My escape from 'dog persecution', to rural life had a hidden big bonus - GARDENING, plenty of water here - I struck gold! (Water at Rangari). When I first moved out to the farm at “Rowan Leigh”, after moving back up to Gunnedah from Sydney, I was still paying off my car, and unemployed, so I basically had no money for food, and was forced more or less to start gardening and growing my own food. Dad said he would pay for about 15 packets of vegetable seed for me from Eden Seeds. And so I began, how I managed to survive, I’m not sure, because I wasn’t too keen on vegetables anyway, and my cooking skills back in those days weren’t doing the vegetables any favours. It was over a long gradual process, of about 10yrs, growing and picking, where I learnt how to cook fresh vegetables, and how to make them taste really good, (with a little help from MasterChef, FoodLovers, and Cook and The Chef!). So, I’m by no means a vegetarian, but learning how to eat properly, and eat vegetables, is something I had to do, and it seems I could only do it, by having limited money, so I wouldn’t be tempted to purchase all the good treats – got to eat your greens (or bad things happen). I can tell you, the first plant I purchased, after I planted it out near the garage, it died. I didn’t really have any gardening skills whatsoever, and it was a good thing Eden vegetable seeds, came with a detailed catalogue with growing advice! And I’m a fairly inquisitive person, and so I read up quite a lot of books. I remember reading the whole series of that wonderful organic magazine, “Grass Roots”, that my lovely neighbour Vera gave me, it involved a lot of stories about people who packed up and moved into the bush so they could live an organic Sustainable lifestyle. I found it really interesting, as I hadn’t come across any such people at all in my life. Unfortunately, the farm where I lived only had dam water, and the dam ran dry every summer, my vegetables soon became non-existent. Fortunately for me the owner sold, and I moved to another farm on the other side of Gunnedah called Bulga, where there was a fair amount of water, and so continued my gardening survival experiments! I took my 15 packets of seeds, and I turned them into about 40 packets by seed, by swapping with the Americans - the Americans were the only ones online at that time, the internet was still being created. There were a few Australians, like Telstra people, but, for some reason no Australians wanted to trade seed, it was only the Americans who would. (I find Australians really weird like that, what’s wrong with them?). By the time I had established my wonderful big veggie patch there, I had encountered (in the library) coloured books about gardens, and from those, and looking at plant reference books - I discovered Australian native flowers. And talk about having my socks blown off! Absolutely amazing! And the more I got into it, the more I wanted to get into it. As a child, I often had holidays at my aunt Di’s. One holidays, all of a sudden, she started going on and on about her recent holiday to WA, and the Western Australian flowers. Plus, she started painting them in her Folk-Art business. Now, I know why she was so excited! - maybe it’s just an artistic person thing, we notice the beauty? They are truly amazing; and any garden that doesn’t have, you know, at least 50 different varieties and species of native plants in it, well, you’re missing out on life. True beauties. I scrimped and joined the Australian plants online group. Part of the subscription fee included native seeds, if you sent them a self-stamped addressed envelope, they will send you 2 packets of native seeds. So, I was thrilled about this, I recall eagerly waiting for the mail, for my seeds to come each month. {I felt like there must’ve been a whole bunch of old men doing it, because I seem to have spent in eternity just waiting and waiting for my native seeds, COME onnn!} - when you’re on a budget, that’s what you have to do! (Actually, there was not even any online native seed retailers back then either!) So those people got me into growing natives for my backyard, thank you. I kind of reached a point there at Bulga, where I wanted to do more, and get more involved in my plants. I should point out, the farm at Bulga wasn’t just a typical Australian farm, this farm was very special and unique, in the fact that once upon a time, many many eons ago, a huge big river used to run down the Bulga farm, and so all the soil on the Bulga property is this amazing Super silt soil, that most Australian farmers could only dream about. For instance, I received a packet of free Rainbow Chard from Eden seeds, and I grew some. Typical rainbow Chard reaches 30 to 40 cm in height. But the rainbow Chard in my vegetable patch, I kid you not, it reached 140 cm high! And that’s without any fertiliser too. I kind of didn’t really have much bad luck when it came to gardening - whatever I planted it would grow. Which in itself prompted me to start gardening seriously. (I’ve since lived elsewhere and experienced other soils, particularly soils up here in Queensland; OMG, so bad! nothing grows in it, and good thing I did not start my gardening path there, or it would have started and stopped pretty quick.) So, initially I just wanted to take some photos of my plants, as the internet was just taking off (If I recall, I had to purchase a Botanica reference book because at that point there was no information on plants at all, on the Internet - can you believe that! and that reference book was extremely expensive, I would have sacrificed at least a week or twos’ worth of dinners, just for that book!!) So, I wanted to create a website with plants. I wasn’t quite sure at that point what I wanted to do. But I didn’t have a camera even, it all seemed like I would have to pack up and do something to get some money so I could buy a camera. Unfortunately, I did, (partly due to some manipulations by outside people forces, which I was too young to see) But after a huge negative ordeal in Melbourne, I did get my camera (I mean I probably should’ve just asked dad for a camera on my birthday - would’ve saved me a whole lot of bother). But in the end I moved back and out onto another farm, which had even more water, so it was kind of a good thing, maybe, probably not actually?…. I spent the next 10 years growing all my food, herbs, ornamentals and natives, there were literally thousands of plants in that garden, and a huge vegetable patch and orchard with about 35 fruit and nut trees...... I had plenty of water which was the biggest blessing of them all. So, in 2018 when I was told I have to leave the farm because the owner retired and had sold it, I was devastated to say the least, I felt like my whole world had been snatched away from me, it had been. I would have to leave my babies behind. Indeed, I couldn’t find anywhere else to live in Gunnedah, shame on all of those people involved. (See, I should have stayed at Bulga, they have not sold…plus, I don't recall I had any thefts while I lived there in those 4 yrs. WOW.) And btw, I recall, at Bulga, the back flyscreen door never closed properly, it was always slightly ajar, so even though the back door was literally open - I still had nothing taken at this address!! Can you believe that? That reminds me about a little tragic story; one day walking around the little paddock there, I came upon a little bird, all in a terrible agitated and exhausted state, tangled up in the wire and hey bale string that Robert Cull had left (big mess down the back fence line, typical bloody farmers). And this bird must have been so grateful that I saved it, so after I put him down in a tree branch to rest, unbeknownst to me, he must have followed me up to the house. And the next morning; my morning ritual consists of getting up and going straight out to the back door and opening the heavy wooden door (which did have bolt on). On this particular morning when I opened it, my cat lil happened to be by at my feet, and when I opened the door, there, standing right outside was that little birdy, - I think he knew my morning ritual too. And in that split second before I could say “birdy!”, of course, Lil darted out and got him, then gone 2 seconds later. Just like that. Plus, I do recall; One time I purchased a steak (a rare treat). It probably would’ve been the only steak I had in the whole 4 years I lived at Bulga, I was completely broke the whole time. This steak was soo good, I am a beef girl. I looked at the label from the steak packaging, it said ‘porterhouse steak’, I’d never had porterhouse steak before, it was a new thing, there was no such thing as ‘porterhouse steak’ before then. I was so impressed with it, I cut the label part off and stuck it on my fridge with a fridge magnet, to remind me to save and spend money on steak - that’s how good it was. One day I went into town, I came back home, looked at that label, but it certainly wasn’t the porterhouse steak label that I had put there. In its place, was a label that said ‘broccoli’. NOT IMPRESSED - this is the kind of disrespect that I have to put up with, as a single woman renting, people just coming into my house, when I’m not there, and doing things like that. DISGUSTING. And while there was nothing taken at that place, at my next place, as you know, from the blog, I had hundreds of items taken, and it would’ve been in exactly the same manner, with David Heywood copying Robert Cull, but upping the game). Landlord related problems. O h, wait, I just remembered my solar pump fountain for the duck pond (story below) -but someone broke it while I was intown. So I consider that a theft. There is a page full of photos of my Super Wonderful Garden at Rangari, here I will also put the link to my shared Album on Google with same photos: (Its called: PROOF!! I actually did it! Garden Photos of Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Australia ) Had I known I would have to leave, I would’ve got heaps more photos, especially that last spring, it was really just starting to look quite beautiful. I also would’ve collected a whole heap more seed. I also would’ve left quite a lot of plants and equipment behind, because when I moved, I packed up basically everything, thinking I would start over on the Kesby farm, but unbeknownst to me, I would have to move 5 more times that year, as well as change state, and move up to Queensland into a teeny tiny 5x7m² unit! But I guess none of us have the beauty of foresight, do we? I am now 'spent' and permanently pissed off with everyone, not just centerlink cunts. Since I’ve left my garden, (5yrs now) which I’m still sad about, occasionally I come across new spectacular native cultivars, on Pinterest, and I practically go berserk with angst, I truly miss my garden, and feel like it was such a shame that I had to leave, and the people responsible for forcing me to leave were so foolish, as, if the garden was left to thrive, at least by this point, it would be so stunning, it would actually be a great asset to the landowner. I feel they lost, just as much as I did, in the end, unbeknownst to them (probably more). Plus, I would be making money at this point, with so many species – why, they would have called me up to speak at “Business Woman of the Year” ! J {btw, stage 2 of my garden, was to construct the Horse and Carriage Garden J} ......and hey, what’s your legacy (and no, your kids don't count - although important to get that part right if you do). By the way, if you’re an Australian Gardener, experienced in growing a lot of plants, specifically natives, plus you’re familiar with the land, nature, so to speak; then when you see a lawn of kikuyu, you can really see that it just stands out like a sore thumb. It isn’t a grass that really belongs in Australia. I say, stick to Couch! (NSW couch, it does not get as high as the QLD couch). 5. Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm Another thing I have thoroughly enjoyed in my life, and is one of my favourite things, was horse-riding. In 2000 I rented a farm house at “Bulga”, and the landlord leased the paddock adjacent to my house, to a racehorse owner, who put 12 horses in the paddock. I was told if I wanted to go for a ride, I was more than welcome to, so I observed them and picked out one, and off we went. We had some good rides, galloping through the paddocks. I was later told by the horse owner that the horse that I had picked out was only two years old and hadn’t been broken in! - such a good-natured horse, and it was like, he was so excited to be picked out of the bunch, and wanted to please me as best as he could! I felt like he was bragging when he got back to all his horse family, about how lucky he was, that he could take me for a ride! So much so in fact that some of the other horses got a bit antsy, and started to bite him on the rump! They are just like third graders!! Btw, I have been saved by a horse on more than one occasion, (I have many horse stories) bless them. The house photo, is the one I rented for 4yrs, not sure I should have left this place, it was good, it worked for the most part. You can easily look back on things, and see why you made decisions, and I believe I was manipulated into moving out of this house, and purely because there was somebody else who wanted to move in, - People from the entertainment industry moved in – acrobats. Let me guess, I bet they were from Channel 9. What a bunch of thieves. (they destroyed the lawn with their activities!). Well, they can’t fool me twice, now they just target my naive neighbours and landlord. The paddock next to it, the landlord told me, I was free to do what I wanted with it (I mean I guess I could have got a couple of sheep and breed them for market, but as I did not know anything about markets, I opted to plant it full of trees! (Btw, I had just gone through 18 years of schooling in my local country areas, and was not at ANY point, taught about the local markets, - the way they work, or anything for that matter about market, cattle yards, and making money. Is it just me, or does this seem absolutely ABSURD? Wake up school curriculum.) The trees you can see in the centre are drought hardy carobs, I planned to make a big circle to act as a coral, as in a horse coral. Such ambitions I had. Actually, carobs are perfect for paddocks with livestock, as they provide a good symbiosis for the grass to grow underneath and around it, plus provide shade, and even food if you wish. I may have left that place too early for it to come to fruition… (Kurrajongs do the same) When I was at this farm, I dug out a pond (no camera then, sorry no photo, it was excellent pond!) I purchased a solar powered pump, with dressmaking money from Karen Cull – she had me cover her family sofa, so I made a pretty little waterfall with some old oil fryers from the tip shop (my favourite place to shop in Gunnedah!). Anyway, because one day when I went into town, and my solar powered pond was working beautifully, but I came back from town, and it wasn’t working. I feel (I know) someone had gone to my garden while I wasn’t there, and lifted the pump out of the water to have a look at it, because solar was still a bit of a talking point back then (2001/2) So they broke it, pump outa water! I was very disappointed, dressmaking work – pointless. In the end I gave it to my brother Daniel, who was doing engineering at uni, actually he incorporated into his end of year project. Well, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t Daniel that would’ve gone out there and broken it for an evil plan of later obtaining, but who knows. As I reread this later and update it; well well well, does this or does this not seem reminiscent of exactly what has just happened with a few plants and QLD police giving me fake speeding ticket? Absolutely pointless working: as the dogs steal all my money and then some. Although more likely to be Culls son, such is stupid country hic behaviour. And do you see what I mean about being a “poor renter”, how I mentioned, how people think that they have the right to come and snoop around my home when I’m not there. And I don’t think it’s just the landlord or the landlord‘s kids who do this. I suspect it’s also people in town who have just seen me around and are curious, or you know, there are countless number of people that it could be, as there are so many meddling Marys and nosy pervert‘s. I think, every single house I’ve lived in has been the same, maybe except the one at Pendle Hill, I do recall that landlord was very respectable. And I don’t think the landlord at Rowan Leigh would have come and snooped around either, but problems with other members of the community at that house. The only word for it is PERVERT, so it’s not the creepy guy in the trench coat who does it, it is someone seemingly normal people. I have fairly happy memories living there, as aside from the solar water feature, nothing else was stolen. Which in turn meant I had peace of mind. So that peace of mind is a very under rated thing. So I am not sure what went wrong after here, but from that point on, the stealing started on a regular basis. Whether it was RMIT female students, or channel 9; as they seemed to be stalking me in Melbourne, or just Heath Barwick at Rangari – ? like no motive was given, I was just plodding on as I had previously been doing; probably all of them involved? Single lady single lady get her get her. So as I update: I have had it up to hear and beyond with people prying in to my life. RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF you bunch of stupids. Oh, my Bee story is missing! Another story deleted from numerous locations on PC, by computer nerds hacking my PC. I'm not sure what page I had it, on but I'll rewrite it here: I was out gardening up the paddock one morning at Bulga, I had a row of Eucalyptus coming along up the fence line, from the house to the big tank. Suddenly I noticed a few bugs around, more so than usual, and then I heard this strange noise, I looked up and around, and there, coming down the fence line, was this mass swarm of bees, millions of bees. So, I raced inside the house, and closed all the windows, got the cats inside too. And I was just watching them out the window, and they got to my yard where there was a smallish to medium size Ornamental Pear tree, they seem to like this tree. They stopped there and made one of those big swarms around the branch – their new home. It was quite spectacular. I happened to be talking to the Culls a bit later and mentioned the bees. Within a matter of hours, some guy turned up at the doorstep, said that he'd been talking to the Culls and he was here to collect the bees. He took all bees, said he was going to add them to his commercial hives nearby at Keepit. Next day he came back to my house, said he'd just been up to the Culls, to give them a litre of Honey, to say thank you, but the Culls were not home, and so he'll give the litre to me instead! So, I was pleased to get the Honey, since I was the one who mentioned the bees in the first place! Not that I was a huge fan of honey back then, who knows what I did with a whole litre of Honey (it was probably stolen? I've had heaps of Honey problems since then, with Honey being stolen, in fact I think this time now, 25 years later, is the first time I bought some honey from the supermarket, and it actually wasn't stolen! Apparently due to overpopulation, and the use of pyrethrum in popular modern agriculture, there is a major shortage of bees, and honey. So at least 50% they reckon, of Honey, on the supermarket shelves is fake, as in glucose syrup with food colouring and a touch of honey! Total scam going on at the moment and it's all down to stupid humans over breeding and NOT CARING FOR COUNTRY. 6. Batman (writing backwards - before Bulga) In 1999 or thereabouts, I had moved out to Rowan Leigh, a farm 30km out of Gunnedah (my little spot of quietude and harmony), and a biggish old farmhouse all to myself. Hallelujah!! By the way that rental came about through a Real Estate agent, but when I spoke to the agent and told her the state of the place, she gave me the landlord farmers phone number, said to speak to him directly. So, they were asking for XX amount, and after the farmer and I had our friendly chat, he said he would accept X instead of XX (which was $70/week for 3-bedroom old farmhouse) which was basically half what the agent was asking, so it does pay to speak directly to the landlord rather than a (try to get as much as possible real estate agent) although, its usually better to deal with a real estate rather than a female landlord – they are clueless and dishonest, as all hell (dog network). The previous renter, turned out to be an acquaintance of dad‘s, a young mother, had left all her rubbish piled sky high in the kitchen (which had carpet!), including her babies dirty nappies. I assume there might have been a fox who got into the rubbish, but it was literally like someone had stood on the veranda and thrown all her dirty babies nappies off the Veranda, because they were scattered all over the yard. Disgusting. Anyway, after clean up, that place was perfect for me. I could not have written the script any better myself! And much to my delight, the farm came with a horse, not just any horse, but a beautiful appaloosa. Since I did not know the horse’s name, I named him Batman; he had a companion, his ‘chum’, which was a sheep escapee, from one of the neighbours, and so as they were always together, (heard animals) I named the sheep, Robyn! (How lucky was I?) He was a stocktrained horse, the farmer/owner, left him there for the occasional time when he would visit to take his cows to market (ah – such an easy life is the cattle farmer’s!) So, one day I was helping out my old Italian neighbours - best neighbours I’ve ever had; those Italians know how to live!! (it’s all about food and gardening!), so, their cows had broken the fence and got into my paddock. Now, normally when I ride Batman, {he is was an older gelding, a good easy ride, nice and slow, experienced and not easily set off or spooked}. But, chasing cows on Batman, was quite different, an entirely different experience, he was what I would describe as, completely “wild” around cows, something in them triggered his ‘flight response’ and when he was off chasing them, he wasn’t so easily stoppable, it was full gallop all the way, and he was fast, - strong burst of energy. Not that I wanted to stop him or rein him in, because I loved going like a bat out of hell too! So, we were racing up this huge paddock 100miles an hour. I’d never been up that far before, because it was so far away from the house, (probably 3km) and I wasn’t familiar with it, but all over the farm property there were contour banks, that a grader had put in, to stop soil erosion from water runoff. There’s a few on the other side that I was familiar with, and they weren’t that big, only 50cm high on one side, but as we were coming up to this contour bank slowly but surely it was revealing itself to me, and it wasn’t a 50cm contour bank, it was more like a 2m contour bank, and it’s 2m high on one side, then a 2m drop, and another 2-3m across onto the next side, so it was a HUGE contour bank, and I realised, I was doomed (well, I was wondering: what is Batman going to do). I’m not really a fearful person -but this was very dangerous, as he was going very fast, I would not be able to stop him in time, and if he attempted to run down it, it would just be like that movie Man From Snowy River, where they all jumped down the cliff and half the horses tumble and fall, it would’ve been like that, not that I doubt his skill, but it was too steep, and Batman would’ve fallen over, and it would’ve been disastrous, for him, and me -but if you ever have doubted God’s existence, here is proof for you. As we’re getting closer and closer, suddenly I saw directly ahead of us on our path, a big pile of thistles, I was thrilled, because Batman had this aversion to thistles, even if we were walking along sleepily and slowly, and he comes upon some thistles, he immediately jumps straight up into the air as high as he can! (One really has to be paying attention all the time when riding batman!) and an Appaloosa is a very muscular and strong horse (well Batman was, more so than the typical, you should’ve seen the size of his neck, huge) he’s got a big jump for a stock trained horse. I knew when he saw those thistles, he would jump with all his might, which is what was needed, so we got to the point, I gave him a big go-ahead to jump, and boy did he, as high as he could, and he did it! It was extraordinary, biggest jump I have ever done, if I was at the Oylmpics, I would’ve won a gold medal! I came down pretty hard in the saddle and that stopped Batman in his tracks, pretty much. I think he was concerned I may have suffered a break in my back, but if I did, I certainly didn’t feel it. It was quite an extraordinary experience I’ll never forget it. I did lose my brown wool jumper when we jumped, it was around my waist or neck I think, anyway Antonio, the lovely neighbour, who was at the other end in his Ute, must’ve seen it fall, and he picked it up for me and gave it back to me when we got back to the gate. I was heartbroken when the landlord told me he was going to sell his horse, and farm. The landlord told me he sold him to someone in Maitland, but I’m pretty sure a few months later I saw him in a paddock at Gunnedah near the tip. I suspect he probably would’ve thrown any other female rider! (He did once that I know of, a neighbours friend). That house, btw, burnt to the ground after the new owner had just moved in. Bad electrics apparently. This is my version of “Do not try this at home” - Do not try this at home, especially if you’re a third born, in fact I suggest third borns not trying any extreme sports, you don’t have the natural born instinct to survive. Or take up religion and ask Gods help!! J Lucky again, I found another farm house on the other side of town, over at Bulga, one with water. Too bad I didn’t get a photo of Batman, no camera back then; he was a grey / white / black Appaloosa. Such a joy. 7. Another example of persecution of single ladies - years and years of harassment via car horns Car beeping on a daily basis outside my house by bored stupid dogs who want to do signs. This week it is someone parked by no 1 Kookaburra Park, trying to eaves drop on our conversation. They also (’they’ since I don‘t know who, as ‘they’ are, cowards) when I am talking to someone and say something wrong or make a mistake in my language, they beep madly (Petersham too) PERSECUTION - those coward people in cars need to be severely fined, the world would be a better place without you, you oppressive spoilt shitheads. A little birdy told me that the person who follows me around harassing me with beeps, is this idiot who, 25yrs ago, was driving on the back roads up to Gosford, and I was travelling up there and saw his car on the rd – it was a moving white smoking mess, it obviously had not had its oil changed ever. All this toxic smoke was pouring out from its muffler, it was stinky and disgusting, I was outraged. I overtook it, it was only putting along, I beeped my horn at the young male redhead driver as I was so irritated by this toxic pollution. And yeah, so, little birdie tells me that, this is the person who saw me beeping at him, and so now follows me around and beeps at me, I mean what a moron? Get a life. Do you not have a brain at all, redhead? Can’t you think of something to do with your life? following around strangers that you don’t know just because they beeped at you once, for years and years in absurd. The stupidity of people never ceases to amaze me. And I believe it is illegal to have that kind of pollution coming out of your car. Anyway, the same kind of thing happened to me when I was at Gin Gin/ Bruce Hwy, there was a car waiting to go in front of me, and I thought that they weren’t looking or where asleep, as they could have gone, so I beeped once, but actually there was a car, and he was waiting for that, they were a van, probably with not much pick up, so waited. So, after that incident at the same lights next time I went in to Gin Gin, all these people suddenly appeared, all beeping me, it’s like they copied what I did before, and then do it back to me 50 times more, it’s like are they stupid monkeys. Who the fuck did they think they are? Harassing me like that, why would you bother repeating a petty situation, not even anywhere near crime of nature, and recreating it like that? Only a fucking stupid moron twit would do that. 3rd born idiots. So, shame on all those people involved because there’s quite a few of them, and I will ‘will’ them all to get cancer and die. DIE. I believe it may be radio related, there are some stupid monkees on radios. I never listen to radio stations. Or it could be Sharon Morgan related, the Gin Gin police woman chief (little girl chief). Whilst I have mentioned on my blog, often when I write about these things that torment me, they stop, but these particular traffic incidences, with people following me around in cars, hasn’t stopped at all. Still it happens every single time I go out, the last time I went over to MpB, I had people following me around, although one of them did a very helpful sign about the pushbike that I need to sell - thank you very much. “Car horns are intended for pedestrian/car warning only, of oncoming vehicle”, care of Defens iveDriving.com.au The image above on the far right shows where I lived in North Sydney while I was studying at Hornsby: 8. North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls When I was 18, I moved down to Sydney and ended up in a flat with a friend from school. We would sometimes go out to nightclubs dancing. I was studying my Fashion Diploma, and Nicole worked. We happened to meet 3 guys, actually it wasn’t at a night club, they were at Neutral Bay walking along the shops one morning, in fact I can’t remember how we met, I suspect they must’ve followed us to our next location and introduced themselves, but they all seemed nice and we got along, we met up a few times, one of them hooked up with my flatmates friend Susan (part time callgirl/parttime David Jones makeup girl (and no, not the call centre variety of call girl). At one point, one of them, Kevin, introduced us to his older brother in a cafe in King’s Cross. About a month later my flatmate and I had had a falling out, and I was away living at my aunts, but I moved back into the flat because I had exams, and there’s a knock at the door and these three guys came in they said they were Nicole‘s boyfriend and friends, can they come in and wait for her, I said sure, as she had told me just the day before, that she had a boyfriend by the same name (can’t remember what it was now) But, one of the guys, I didn’t recognise him then, but I am sure it was Kevin’s brother, I’m pretty sure it was him - my face recognition has never been very good, but I’m certain it was him in retrospect. The next day our flat was “cleaned out” it had been broken into and everything was taken. It was most definitely those three guys, that I had met the previous evening who claimed to be Nicole’s boyfriend, turned out he wasn’t, but for some reason he had the same name, strange (Telstra?). So those 3 guys, would be working for someone else, I suspect a woman. Btw, one of the guys was albino, I saw him 20yrs later at Bunnings Tamworth, where I had heaps of things stolen from me. He operates out of bunnings - there’s a big female petty crime network, read my Bunnings Bimbos story, and apparently later the police got him and he is incarcerated now. Anyway, I wanted to put this on here because those first three guys we met, were all smartly dressed, clean cut, tall and good-looking handsome guys, and you know, they’re the ones who have ties to criminal networks - it is the rich who steal in Australia (rich and good looking) and they target young girls from country areas who are on their own. Btw, my flatmate worked at Duty-free, and was either given or had taken heaps of free samples, I mean heaps, she had literally $1000’s worth of designer makeup/beauty products. I personally believe she was targeted because of this, by the criminal powers that be, in Sydney, maybe they thought I was ‘egging’ her on to steal? (And, I am not really sure you could call it stealing, they were free samples after all - I would say female jealousy was more the issue in this case, having said they were free, I would not have taken them, they are meant for potential customers – But, I know as a shopper, I never receive free samples, so, I would assume, all samples are taken by sales girls). But, as most of the stuff that was stolen in our flat was MINE, except for all the beauty product that was taken, which was HERS, - they took ALL the samples. There was no ‘egging’ on, on my part (I don’t wear makeup btw). I should mention Nicole gave me one of her nail polishes. It was this lovely deep hot pink, I did not ask her for it, nor did I just take it, she gave it to me of her own volition, I guessed she was feeling guilty, for she had so much expensive product, and I had none. But, after we have been “cleaned out”, my whole shelf was empty, but there smack bang in the middle of the shelf, and facing out, was this bottle of deep pink nail polish. It wasn’t in that spot before, I felt it was done deliberately by the criminals. A message. So, I didn’t steal that deep pink nail polish. And by the way, after she had no make-up left, she took that deep pink nail polish back from my room, and said it was hers again! Hell, hath no fury you stupid criminals. {Stupid female bimbo dogs (mind your own goddam business and you can’t go wrong – now, you’re up for theft. THINK) 2025; they still don’t think, they still steal in non thinking assumptious ways}. I feel this is reminiscent of how I was thrown out of my home at Rangari, with my big beautiful garden that I had- it all comes down to female jealousy. It’s like silly twit female vigilantes, where there was actually no stealing to be vigilante about, but they were simply pure jealous, so decided to be vigilante about that – idiots - possibly they work at Telstra, as Telstra were the only ones at that point, who knew Nicole‘s boyfriends name, as we had discussed it on the phone, only that one time, I guess aside from Susan and her new boyfriend?? Probably them. Years later after I lived at Gin Gin, and had a landlord who, I am pretty sure, I eventually realized, was, infact my other school friend, Racheal Wainberg’s older sister, going now by a different name, then it was Wainberg, now Cate Rogers, still cannot remember her first name; she was around at that time, in North Sydney, as Rachael moved into a place with her. I think she may have had something to do with it too?? Turns out she was stalking me for years. Her parents lived in Gunnedah. I suspect she had something to do with all the other thefts that occurred at Bunnings and from my house. And no, I did not steal from Bunnings (other way around), nor did I have any friends who stole all the supposed free samples!! – STUPID bimbo GIRLS. I hope they get cancer, and are tortured. Here is a good spot to mention: when I was living there, I had no money as I was a student, and if you read my whole blog, you know that they refused me Austudy (wrongly), and my parents only gave me $20 a week to live on; purchase weekly train fare, food, and any tafe supplies. So I had no spare money ever plus was starving. But my flatmate, and all my friends in fact, in Sydney, at that time, were working, none of them were studying, I was the only one, that went ahead for further education. And I just like to point out, all those friends, {female} pretty much often expected me to pay for them, in some way, or shout them, drinks, cab fare, nightclub entry, food …. they literally expect me to pay for them, like what a child would do with its parents. I think the realisation about this money situation for me, and how people will just take as much as they can with no thought to you - even good friends; it kind of puts people in perspective; you’re really on your own as soon as you leave home, no matter how many friends you have, they will all try to screw you. I mentioned in my family we never discussed money, but I certainly would not expect my friends or anyone else to pay for anything for me, unless they’ve volunteered to do so. So what goes wrong with those other girls in other families? I mean do they literally need to be told, don’t expect somebody else to pay for you? But nobody has, so they do? Other people suck! 9. People who are Designed and Built to Work Ewing’s boys, 2 big broad men from Gunnedah, who had cushy desk jobs in the local Real Estate agency, family owned. Don’t you feel guilty? Clearly, you’ve got bodies that are designed for actual work, labour! One thing that really annoys me, and I guess I am, not really thinking about the Ewing’s boys here, but it is men trying to get out of work – try having a female body! (Possibly thinking of crap musicians or young male actors, especially the ones with big bodies….) The 2 people shown in the photo (that were shown on previous Blog, not here anymore, so I will describe them; 2 muscly men, and 1 skinni girl), were free images from the Internet, models. Although lately there has been a ‘thing’ with images on the Internet, images that were free are no longer free, or they want your email address, by the way, if they want anything from you, then the image is not free, don’t be fooled by these people, there are greedy thieves online. There are whole companies being created at the moment for images; who want money, it’s a bit like there is a monopoly being formed right now, with what, was once free, people seeing an opportunity to now charge. I encourage everyone, when they upload their images, particularly to sites like Flickr, they make a point of selecting public domain. I know I do. And for all those master manipulators, who try to entice people by saying it’s free, and then actually years later wanting money, you can go bugger off. Anyway, I have another story which is not really related to the above, aside from; it is typical for a man to go to work, and a woman to run the household. I came about some information which I have to write about, as the irony is “perfect”, and so typical. In most of the times when I have been disrespected, it is by other women, not men. But I always claim, despite calling many woman, ‘zombie bimbo dogs’, that I am a feminists, I want sleeping beauties to wake up, so I do not have those related problems that I have in life. Sometimes you just have to call a spade a spade, and acknowledge the female weakness, so it can be rectified. But even after hearing me, call them ‘zombie bimbo dogs’, they still just continue to be ‘zombie bimbo dogs’ and they keep coming back for more name calling - it just doesn’t deter them at all, such is the nature of ‘zombie bimbo dogs’. When Aretha Franklin (famous singer with that song RESPECT, and more) was alive, she was married briefly to a bully. But he was a music producer, and came up with that song. Aretha Franklin heard it and liked it, and she, plus a group of other genius people {all the key people had descended in the one spot, by chance or through Gods hand; pick whatever you prefer, to create that amazing song RESPECT}, they basically created a cover version of his song. BUT, they put a twist on it; Now, this song, as everyone knows turned out to be a BIG success, and still is played a lot. The irony is, because Otis Redding, her husband, a male, wrote that song, and I think he paints a fairly clear picture; of you know, possibly a man (himself, the writer) and a wife fighting, the man coming home from work, bringing home the bacon, wanting some respect from his wife. So, but Aretha and her posse, changed the words so the demand was coming from the wife, suggesting the husband was disrespectful in the first place. (Many women can relate to being disrespected by men, so I hear). Aretha sang this song in 1968, when women were really kind of on the verge of waking up from domestic docile roles, should they wish, and everybody loves this song because of the words of the women singing “I want respect”. The irony to me, was, probably this man was thinking about his wife, when he wrote it, about this nagging bitchy wife, when he would come home after work. And you know, it was a woman, who came along and basically stole his song, reversed the situation, waived her magic wand, and made a whole heap of money from it. I found it very amusing when I realised the real situation about this song. {upon further research, it turns out Redding’s estate still makes money off Franklin’s recording, according to The Boston Globe, because the royalties went to the writer, not the performer.} – and infact I should say the facts about this story are all hearsay of what I have heard, but you get the general gist of who should be demanding respect – everyone wants respect! Men can be bullies, but right back, so can, and are, women. (My experience, women are far worse than men, spiteful, vindictive, thieving, often their lack of common-sense is what makes them so dangerous, and vulnerable to thievery, including in the workplace. Not only has this opinion been formed from all the theft and the verbal harassment that I experienced, but also from encountering so many ‘little girls’ who work in the health industry OMG, what a disaster area. – such thievery going on - this industry is constantly looking for victims, they want your money (male Doctors do it too).). 10. Look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia Warning on this one; it’s not really going to make sense to anyone, except if they’ve experienced ‘the dogs’ or they’re involved in, what I’m talking about. A young 18yr old for instance, or a complacent housewife – you will be left clueless. Cathy Goldman, a house mistress from school who “stalks” me. She has ties to the TV/Movie industry; apparently, they have vast casting books, with lookalikes of everyone, plus the same car, as everyone’s, for total deception - they are dogs, and they play “dog games”. I’ve had countless number of lookalikes in my life copying people who have crossed my path, they send “doubles” so to speak, (even you Sherry’s mum). Those doubles usually are just presented infront of me, and don’t speak, but sometimes they accost me in the street and want to ‘engage’ with me, or sometimes, just stand infront of me, so I see them, often they are placed in receptions. You should be offended by these agents and managers they are ripping you off. I was advised that this is what they do, those dog games, and that piece of information has been very helpful in figuring out what the hell they were doing. So, thank you whoever mentioned that, and I believe intern I’ve helped other people by writing about it here, as apparently, I am not the only person they target. Actually, I suspect Cathy works or is friends with such TV industry people and arranges them to harass me and steal from me, she was obsessed with me at school as house mistress, and now still “hounds” me. At one point, I recall in my mid 20’s, and still to this day, after someone in the community has done the wrong thing by me, like steals from me, or goes on some ranting power trip, trying to ‘lord’ over me, or other countless things they get up that is disrespectful; I then see them in a film (especially if it’s a young girl) it’s truly like someone sees what happens to me, like someone is watching through my eyes or my dreams… and then goes and finds this particular person and entices them to be a part of a movie or Tv show (which I am sure would not be that hard), at one point I thought they were sending me these dogs deliberately as they wanted to star in a movie, like they were product placing themselves and using me to do so. I am sure they did this while I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. Whoever is going and getting these people, know that I will watch the show, and their point is to kind of like ‘rub it in your face’ that this person totally robbed you, taken advantage of you or pussy whipped you ! ha ha! – but not always, sometimes they just incorporate someone I have known, to let me know a bit of gossip about them, like such and such has died, so and so has cancer – stuff like that! That industry is wide and vast. Also, when they do that, other people watching, (not every one is blind as bats), copy them, so these stupid copycats think oh, well if that person stole from you, I want to too, or if they scolded you for no reason other than power tripping, then, me too me too – STUPID AND ABSURD bimbos really do this. (I am 100% sure it is her, Cathy Goldman; I have seen her 9 times since school ended) -she has non-thinking female psychological dog problems. She belongs in jail. Fuck off you stupid fucking dog. (I think she has since found a man who has a Harley Davidson bike, and I am pretty sure they often hoon outside my house on the HWY (least she has a male supervisa now, she was the kind of person that needed one.) Could the person copying the head teacher of Gunnedah Tafe in the white Mercedes, please bugger off. (2005) And do you ever wonder why sometimes they don’t have the writers name listed in the credits at the end of the movie? I am thinking stolen stories? And, possible fake names, Stephen king, just exactly how old is he? According to movie credits he is still working at age 95! And, btw Barb at the Civic, I suspect it may be Emily Alker plaguing you, aside from Eileen, (good looking rich cocky women are out of control) - old NEGS girl. One thing I notice about rich cocky young women, is that they love feeling superior . They like to think that the person standing next to them, has less money than them, and therefore is inferior to them, and so they feel like this is permission to treat them disrespectfully. This is how stupid women think! I kid you not, this is what goes through their little female stupid heads. Obviously, only some women. Now, some of these listed below would have no idea they do this, as they are used by directors/produces, or just dogs standing nearby; but Famous actresses, I personally have had issues with: Cate Winslet, Lisa Kudrow, Matt LeBlanc, Judy Dench, Reece Witherspoon…. Heaps more, some are quite despicable in what they do, plain evil pimps. But these are the bitches who are disrespectful to people on screen, they use their positions to ridicule and bully. There are heaps of others that fall into this category, but who aren’t disrespectful to people on screen, like they used to hurtle abuse at me out in the street, but that does not happen so much anymore up here at Gin Gin, except for a few times where those actresses I mentioned are used for such purpose onscreen. But really DO NOT USE YOUR JOB AS A MEANS TO BULLY, honestly. And, I guess what needs to be said here is FUCK OFF - although, I am not your mother or your father, it is not up to me to have to ‘reign’ you in. Grow the fuck up. I said above some would have no idea they do this, as they are used by directors/produces, or just dogs standing nearby – but some know exactly what they are doing, plain evil. I recently saw Marilyn Monroe’s biography, her husband/director used to do it to her, he wrote into the current script after she fell one day, so the script said something along the lines “the reason you fell is because your clumsy and stupid” so it was not actually referring to her, but she knew it was about her as she had fallen the day before with husband and company – it is passive aggressive abuse). {And shame on that president, was that Kennedy? My God, he should be shot}. I guess I ought state, some actors try to make up for bad behaviour later when they look back in retrospect. Some can be very influential. They have a lot of “street cred”. Since I posted this, I know there are people doing something about it, thank you. Although the bimbo dog mother who lives next door up the hill, has stated to yellow out harassments at me, she seems to have taken over from her young son, since I put in a dog complaint to council about him. And do you see why this industry has close ties to mental health wards – they do not like their victim kicking up a complaint about their beloved stars. It is them who perpetuate craziness – and boy does it work – the whole world is brainwashed by them. I state again, they picked the wrong small framed woman, I am not like all the others. I know what you are like. And I think I need to talk about “mirrors” and people who do “reflections” some more, like they just deliberatley want to be annoying, they mimic you, mimic what you doing. And those ‘mirrors’ aren’t kids, it is fully grown adults who do this highly annoying and absurd behaviour. They seem to think it’s funny and a little bit naughty. When really, they’re just thoughtless and aggravating, and need to be kicked in the head. I bet all those people who do it are 3rd borns who had stupid nazi parents and school teachers. Compulsory parenting class for all pregnant mothers thanks very much. ALL. Image above was free ‘Twins’ image from Google Search, this was before google removed any free images from their search. And possibly before some unscrupulous computer nerds posted free images in the hopes that someone would use them, and so they could later accuse them of stealing images, then getting the fake police to steal money from that person under the pretence that “they stole my picture” when in fact they uploaded it for free; clearly stating it was a free image. Truly there are unscrupulous .com people who do this, they are disgusting. They possibly have even brainwashed the authorities to get their money back for them. The police are clueless of how manipulative thieves are. Clueless. 11. De'lish, Farmers fresh Fruit and Veges Gin Gin, Donna Marie This business closedown, and did not pay me for my seeds which were in there on consignment, nor did they return my folk-art box. I did have my email on the invoice, so Donna Marie, from Facebook, could have easily emailed me, but she did not, so I consider this theft. And by the way, I can’t talk to the police about this matter, because the local Gin Gin police think that I am crazy, and don’t think anyone is stealing from me (idiots) -well some, others just don’t want to do the paperwork for multiple petty little items, and don’t think this petty theft is theft or a police matter. Plus, since they took me by force and locked me up for seven days at the Bundaberg mental health ward, to ‘teach me a lesson’, I cannot possibly talk to the police ever again. Total violation, - they actually (absurdly so) have the power to do just that, for no valid proven reason, and no one can do anything about it, of course, except if you are Maxamillion! {$50000 for a lawyer to drop everything and get down there for immediate release – that’s what they advised me later} read my Bullies in Bundaberg story. I kicked up a huge stink about this, as discrediting someone with “mental health” problems when they don’t, is the biggest narcissistic undermining thing you can do to anyone. That policewoman responsible deserves a bullet to the ear. Well, certainly is not fit to be in the workplace. Anyway, I want to mention when Donna Marie was away on holidays at Christmas, someone else was in her shop and that person was Cathy Goldman. Unfortunatly, I did not get her on camera, in fact upon seeing her that day, was what prompted me to where a bodycam everywhere I went from then on (which has served me very well). But she had a ‘side kick’, who was still there the next time; I got her on camera. I have mentioned Cathy Goldman before on my blog, because she has been stalking me since school -she has formed an obsession with me, and this is what she does, she wiggles her way into my life somehow, like by working at this fruit shop which I visited on a regular basis. (I recall in Gunnedah now, she was at the local newspaper printers when I went there) At the time I didn’t know it was her, I didn’t instantly recognise her, but after I left the shop, I realised it was her. I am not sure what she wanted? I did have things stolen around that time, so it might have been her and her young female companions she seems to be always around multiple young girls? (I suspect, no convictions). I think she was also at the Gunnedah Subway, and wanted me to ‘smile’ at the sales girl, also the sheep yards… heaps of other places. And she was not even from Gunnedah. Since this fruit shop closedown, I haven’t seen Cathy Goldman. I put this down to my Blog. I have spoken about her on my blog, I have not mentioned Cathy Goldman prior, as it has taken me a few years to realize it has been her stalking and persecuting me. I did not really know her or give her any thought prior. I love this online Blog; I should have started writing about my life years ago. I did mention the problem of Cathy Goldman to the Police, but that police woman (Gin Gin chief Sharon Morgan, who has her head shoved so far up her own arse, she cannot see the relevance, ignored it – “she’s crazy”. Idiot.). So, one of Cathy’s ‘girls’ stole my eggs when I went into that fruit shop that Christmas, when the owner was away, I mean, obviously she couldn’t just steal it out right, and this is what dogs do, they’re so passive aggressive; these eggs that I usually purchase, they are from a farmer, so they’re not supermarket caged eggs, they’re organic, they’re delicious, you can really taste the difference. They come from a variety of chook breeds too. This particular farmer had 2 breeds, one was a brown spotted egg, and one a white porcelain egg. So, there was always a mix, with the brown spotty eggs being a special treat, as they seemed to be extra delicious. And so that girl stole all the dotted brown eggs and swapped them with all white. Such a typical female dishonest thing to do. They’re constantly swapping my good items over for ones of less good quality, I’ve mentioned them all before on my blog - remember the shop girl at Ubobo Boyne Valley who used to open the shop cream jars and give some to her cat, then put the jar back on the shelf to sell, complete with drips down the side! I can’t buy designer brands; those items just get stolen. I also mentioned I’ve had problems with a girl from school (the bad school in question was New England Girls School in Armidale), Tasha Burn’s little sister, Gina Burn. She was 1 of the 2 dental assistants at the Dentist in Gunnedah, one Christmas, deliberatley causing extreme pain on my tooth, that was perfectly fine. Go and read my dental story. (You can check what page on my INDEX). Anyway, that girl in the photo above looks like Tasha Burn, that’s what she looked like at school. I saw a photo of her in 2017, she pretty much still looked the same, just a little more mature (better actually, no acne now! I think she mentioned on her page, she was a model now). Only I am not 100% sure that girl I got on camera is Tasha burn – due to the lookalike phenomenon that Cathy Goldman is involved in (read my “look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” photo story on P1). Although, extreme likeness. Back at the dentist, it was most definitely Gina Burn. So not a coincidence that AGAIN I see Cathy Goldman, and possible a girl from my past, the same school I went to, with items stolen. (Cathy Goldman worked at that school while I was there. She was obsessed with me at school too; mildly so, I did not feel it a problem at the time.) Cathy Goldman is totally preoccupied with me, she is a stalker, she is a pest and she should be shot. Oh, I want to mention, she would also be friends with Wainberg girl who looks like my landlord at Gin Gin, if you have read that saga yet. A most definite problem emanating from that school (NEGS), you would have to be a totally hopeless mother to send your child to a boarding school. (Or extremely manipulated one, manipulated by rich teachers who want paying customers). Sometimes when I write about situations in my life, other people tell me about their situations, which may have been similar, or way worse. I always welcome other people stories, but I’ve never actually heard anyone telling me about any obsessions they’ve had by school teachers/house mistress’s, nor any constant theft, like my situation. In 2024, since I rejoined Facebook with a slightly different name (after being banned for five years), there is someone stalking me on Facebook calling herself Donna Marie from Sarina. So I know it is not the same Donna Marie, it's just some stupid dog pretending to be Donna Marie - she must have read my blog and my story about Donna Marie the thief, so she's in turn stalking me, she tries to undermine any comments I make. She's trying to discredit me intern, I think. (which is a little bit hard, SINCE I DON'T FUCKING STEAL YOU STUPID MORON DOGS). Dogs playing sides. I do find it a little bit bizarre that somebody out there is trying to be Donna Marie, and trying to ‘get me’ in this manner; so, don't they have their own life? don't they have anything better to do then sidleup to some retail thief? The whole concept is just really strange to me, and no wonder I can sometimes appear so doe-eyed on my blog when talking about all the dogs in my life; you know, you're meant to be human, you're meant to have a brain, your own brain, you're not meant to function like a dog. I'm not even ensure that it's a female pretending to be Donna Maria, it could be a male. So I would just would like to say ha ha you fucking idiot with no life, if you want to continue to stalk me on Facebook, go ahead, you have my permission! My mum in the early 80's with her mom. Either the real thing, or a LookAlike! This was a little of the old carpet wool I was able to collect from David’s old farm shed, and do my experimental dyeing with I love full and overgrown gardens - My garden at Rangari captures the spirit of nature My Wall Hanging done at age 16, first place at Gunnedah Show 12. Teach me a lesson - mindset I need to write a whole paragraph on the next topic, as it has been a HUGE persistent problem for me. And that is about little people. Actually, not only little women, but little boys too, who take it upon themselves to “teach me a lesson” – they take a great deal of time and thought, into coming up with ways to carry out their plan. And 9 out of 10 times, no in fact I would say 10 out of 10 times, this person hasn’t really needed to teach me a lesson, as there was no injustice or spate, nor was it ‘their place’ to do so, but they can see an opportunity to go on a power trip, to make themselves feel better about their miserable lives (which would be miserable in the first place due to this exact issue). I can’t begin to tell you how much I’ve had it up to here, and beyond with these imbeciles. I have such little respect for them now, due to their total narcissism. 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 mean are you the type of person that has other people constantly trying to “teach you a lesson”?? I’m thinking most of you would say no, what weird and bizarre world are you living in! - well guess what, I am that type of person, I think it’s because I am always on my own, and also, guess what, I never do anything wrong, I’m always respectful, I certainly never break any laws. I don’t lie, cheat, or steal. YET, I have these nazi monkey types constantly on my back, this happens so much to me in my life that I have to write about it here in the hopes that the stupid nazi twits, can be enlightened to stop. I also feel the main reason why they get it in their little heads, that they have to “teach me a lesson”, often in a most vindictive and spiteful way, (but not always, I saw one girl boasting that she can teach me a lesson without being cruel, – the fact that she was ‘teaching me a lesson’ did not enter into her stupid little head as a dysfunction.} Is because I’m the type of person who never yells and gets angry, and so they think they can get away with being disrespectful, time and time again I see this behaviour from people (hey, it’s not up to me to rein you in – CONTROL YOURSELVES). Also, I’ve noticed this behaviour, is mainly from people of a certain mentality i.e., not too smart and not had too much privilege in their upbringing. Often, they have had bad power tripping teachers and parents too. But there have indeed been many people who have taken such action, who well know better like, school teachers and certain men lauding over women. And ofcourse the woman who is married to a tyrant, who seeks out younger people to take her frustrations out on. “My turn my turn” – stupid women.) there has been so many I can’t think of any good examples here. I guess I should have kept track, as any reader would need to here how in order to believe me, I am guessing. But they are really passive aggressive. There was a show on tele the other day, in the story (can’t remember name), one of the main characters was teaching a younger girl a lesson, well, he was trying to anyway, as the girl was not having a bar of it, because she was confident, assured in what she was doing, possibly a little arrogant, but not intimidated by this man at all. But the man, he wouldn’t let up, he just kept on and on at this girl, with her indifference and cockiness, really pissing him off, and I guess her silence with him, spurring him on ‘untethered’. Until his colleague saw him, he could see what was going on, and he literally had to pull a gun on him, to get him to stop chastising this girl: the man was “dog rapid obsessed” with the girl. This scene, just resonated with me, I have experienced the same thing, but with women, only you know, there’s no one ready to pull out a gun on some stupid dog, let alone stand up to these mere bullies (well not usually, as usually no one can actually see what’s going on, in my experience.) Also, I’m not in a partnership, so I have no one in my corner backing me up, ever, this is mainly due to the dogs who play sides, {this is one of those areas, where no one, I should say, hardly anyone, can see the passive aggressive bitches working, I have talked about it several times on blog, how people naturally ‘side’ with people in any situation, but there are ‘entities’, human ones, out there, women, who manipulate people, all the time, so as to ‘play sides’ against me. Even after exposing them on my blog, they still do it. I said mainly, because, actually I am not the type of person to easily befriend someone, I am happiest on my own. Someone friended me on Facebook, and I can see the dogs there, manipulating this person into being a bitch - they can’t help themselves, they do it with every single person I encounter including family. Most people are weak and blind. So, friends are definitely few and far in between, (I won’t tell you what one of my friends did to me after we just left school …., such betrayal!) Really, I believe, you cannot have female friends after school anyway, life is different from when you were at school). So, ‘they’ think no one is watching, or they work in a gang, usually a pack of women, who have found a common enemy, and they use it to bond together, it becomes about that - it is fully sick and most people, fully disgust me in their dysfunction. Most people are naive. It reminds me of a game we used to play when infants “Goodie vs Baddies” - this was the evolved version, as before it was “Cowboys vs Indians”, by then (late 1970’s there was a collective consciousness about racism!! – and side bar, see how the collective consciousness works, you just have to bring to light something bad, and it slowly sinks in to peoples psych, until it is no longer a problem – hence my Blog). And see, the world can and does change. Just very slowly. {Actually, I think the collective consciousness also works in kind of the opposite too, as in, when some stupid little girl steals from me, they may think that it makes no difference, and is insignificant: ‘she doesn’t need it, I need it more’, no harm done, I’m just a “little mouse taking some cheese”. But NO, due to the collective consciousness and possibly things way out of my or any one’s control, there IS A REACTION: a great disaster or a great tragedy unfurls or is unleashed on mankind, and all because of some stupid greedy persons significant NEGATIVE FORCE. It’s hard to explain, but I believe great “natural disasters” and or evil crimes happens as a result of their small little pathetic crimes. What’s worse is there are many people who can see these great disasters unfurl and think “look how baaadass I am” how cool! Male and female alike.} So, back to those dogs playing sides, trying to create the common enemy, they are wanting to create a “Baddie” – like on Superman. They really are sick in the head. When I moved to my new location, I tried to join the local Landcare, but the girl running it, said I had to be “approved” first. She wanted to check that I was not a “Baddie” ! now Landcare is a volunteer organization, so actually, what was she afraid of? Did she think I may be an ax murder? - someone with a criminal record? Maybe she thought I was a drunk who wanted to join Landcare? BLOODY STUPID WOMAN. This is nothing but discrimination by “the common man”. So, I will be glad not to join a discriminatory organization – thanks very much. She later stole 10c from me, I guess a ’punishment’? STUPID. Btw Bundaberg Landcare refused to take my native tubes to sell, and Mackay Landcare refused to sell to me period! QLD Landcare are still learning! It also comes right back to my little philosophy; if you give them enough rope, there’s not one person who won’t hang themselves. They seem to think power tripping is a type of luxury – so bizarre. Someone told me once, that if you can remember back to your childhood, any incident where you were chastised for being naughty, then the chastisement was probably too harsh for the trivial nature of the naughty matter. In my life, in my adult life especially, I am referring too, as I did not have this problem as a child, mostly, (bar 3 or 4 rotten teachers), but I remember everything, every reprimand. I can assure you, I know and remember well, who each and every single stupid monkey who has been on my back, and what you have done, and I have cursed you. 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. Btw I have been accused several times of wanting to “teach people a lesson” – because of this Blog! Which I find amusing: if you write down what people do, including who is doing it – they think I am “punishing” or either “causing someone to experience negative consequences to deter them from repeating bad behaviour”. – well NO to “punishing”, as if I caught someone stealing red handed, you would then see some punishment behaviour, just writing about it IS NOT PUNISHMENT (idiots). But, bingo to “causing someone to experience negative consequences to deter them from repeating bad behaviour”. Definitely, that is the point, completely, since there seems to be NO other way. 13. Sleeping women, minimum wage and the reverse of feminism I am now 47 and over the last 25 years, I have unfortunately formed a really low opinion of women. I do want to mention I went to an all-girls school and I don’t have any memories of being surrounded by stupid women at school, I felt like everyone was pretty much normal, it was only after I left school and entered the workplace when I encountered a whole heap of stupid women. {Actually, it was later determined, that public transport in and to Sydney was a major factor in this opinion}. Back when I was young, when I thought about the women’s movement and feminism, I just thought it made sense, women must be oppressed (women are oppressed) that’s why they are not paid as much as men, and I could see why hopping on the bandwagon for equal pay was a good and virtuous thing for a woman. And indeed, I have come across many women who have been very smart, and not only should be paid equally, but should be paid way more than the typical man, what they bring to the workplace is invaluable, however, this is the minority, and most women, do not contribute anything aside from bitchiness/bullying/pettiness and theft – in my experience. And I have known prominent feminists doing a total 180°C in their mature years, changing their mind, because they have seen so many puppet women. It those little puppets, that give all women a bad name, so if you see a sleeping beauty, wake her up, like I do “fuck off you stupid bloody dogs”. Having said that, when I was 20 and got my first job, I was so underpaid it was unbelievable; compared to the same aged men employed at the same company ($200 difference in weekly pay packets, 1994 – how am I meant to save for a house deposit on that kind of money?) And while I put a 20-year-old girl automatically into the ‘sleeping beauty’ category, - they are really naive at that age, raised to be so, at any rate they were back then, times might be different now, but I don’t think so, and they are very unaware of the fact that there are “walking retail victims”, women in their 20’s that is. (Last year I ventured onto Facebook and the oppression that goes on there, the unwillingness to know the truth about life, about the nitty-gritty and ugliness that goes on, is huge - still, this country is run by oppressive people.) Anyway, I consider my time important, way more important than minimum wage. I feel the government/Centrelink/Human Services/CENTERLINK, fail to acknowledge the importance of one’s own personal time, regardless of their thinking abilities. Actually, I think the whole ‘five day working week’ needs to be re-thought in my opinion, re-thought into 4 days! So, people can have a chance to live rather than consume themselves with work. Someone told me once, that the government suspect people would fight too much if the working week was reduced, that’s why they have 5 days. Perhaps this is true, I’ve encountered many people who all they want to do is fight, fighting is the only way they know to communicate, and alcohol influenced, back in the day all men were drunks, creating an antagonistic Australia. They just don’t know how to live, knowing how to live is something that is learnt and often not encouraged due to shame put on anyone who is not thoroughly invested in work or raising a family, or just shame in general, it is big in Australia - guilt. And a lot of people see fun and enjoyment in life as only achieved if one is tormenting someone else. (Really weird), but I can see the world is slowly but surely evolving (have you seen the longest glass water slide ever built on a huge mountain in China? Fantastic fun for hard workers!). All you oldies out there may have noticed that there also has been a movement in the health sector to target children. When I was a child there was no children’s health care where I lived, and definitely, none of the kids I ever encounted in my school were sickly in any way. I think when I was 10, they introduced dental care for kids. (whole other story bout how they mucked up my teeth (female dentist - you wouldn’t believe the amount of stories I have, that involve ‘fake’ female professionals or dentists for that matter, male alike)) However, the other day I noticed a whole Practice up here in North Queensland, for children, the field of expertise was chiropractic. There were 2 female chiropractors targeting kids - can you believe that? This is pure prey/hunt/pounce. And I think this hidden form of “cat and mouse game”, has come about due to the increase of women in the work place, who are not needed, and thus have devised a way to make money by finding victim parents and telling them they need to spend money on completely unnecessary adjustments in order for their child to thrive and be healthy, and to insinuate for them to be good parents. I am outraged by those women and that Practice. Wake up Sleeping Beauties, your child does not need a chiropractic adjustment! I tried to tell the common people on FaceBook what is going on - but they ban me, they want Sleeping Beauties to remain Sleeping Beauties, so they can make money. (Also, old men want Sleeping Beauties to remain Sleeping Beauties, as old men are perverts – its related to the sleeping beauty factor). Here is a good spot to mention, whilst I was online, looking on ‘Indeed Jobs.com’ available – btw, which is actually a good way to keep up-to-date with the world, see what’s going on in the real world, who’s hiring the most, what sectors are booming, who are the new innovators, who are the bad companies with a high staff turnover…. etc. Anyway I glanced at one job, it said “nanny required: $40 an hour”. Can you believe that? $40 an hour! I mean maybe too much time has gone by since I was a nanny, when it was like $6 - $13 an hour. But I’m guessing there’s a shortage of decent honest respectful caring women now - and that’s why $40 is on offer! 14. 5 kid’s Story At one point in my life, I was doing a lot of temp babysitting, and nanny work on the wealthy Upper Northshore of Sydney. One time I looked after this family who had five kids. 5. Really and truly, I’ve never come across a more absurd and stupid situation in my life. You’ve got to be absolutely nuts, but mostly stupid, to have 5 kids - both mother and father would fit into this category. What’s more, at the end of the night when it was time for me to get paid, and go home, they were reluctant to pay me, and when the father actually did, he came out with a whole lot of 1c and 5c coins, about $20 worth - how disgusting, the hourly rate was so low anyway. I mean his attitude was like “do we really have to pay her, how could she ask for money” he did not say this, but that was what he implied with his wife, as they were getting the coins out. It was like he felt, because he had five kids, (“I have 5 kids”) he was entitled to free childcare from me! FUCK OFF. I couldn’t believe it. I mean how does he expect the person who is looking after his child, to eat? How does he expect that person to afford to buy a house? Does he not think a childcare worker needs her own home?? ARSHOLE. (If I weren’t so pissed off, I might find it a little humorous how every mother thinks the sun shines out of her sons arse, when in reality her son is just an arshole, same as every other mothers son). Any childcare worker needs to be paid a proper wage thanks very much. And, I ‘reckon’, the supermarkets, as in Coles and Woollies, ought to be rewarding people who do not have children, in the form of discounts for meat, especially beef steaks. We care about the planet – multiple breeders DO NOT. We care about proper housing for every one – THEY DO NOT. We care about enough love and attention per child to foster proper mental health – they DO NOT. Any more than two kids is pure GREED (plus vanity). {Possibly only 1 other experience I have had, surpasses the absurdness of the 5 kids situation, and that is the ridiculous experience at RMIT college Chiro clinic back in 2005. (I bet all those fake STUPID girls were 3rd borns). {I have medical proof these days about my back – so “oh whoops” – you bloody stupid blonde, accusing me of faking back problems – utter 3rd born stupidity.) Oh, later at Sarina I saw a woman with 12 kids, I think it was 12. Not sure if there were all hers, but she implied they were. SICKENING. Infact I will put that story; A few months ago, last summer actually, I went over near Sarina Beach for a swim. This was the first time I had ventured out to the beach, and as there were people there, I wanted to talk to them and hear their opinion on crocodiles and stingers. They were a family, a mother and a father with, I think, it would’ve been about 12 little kids, they were Islanders. They appeared to be the only 1 family. So, I started talking to them. (Putting my personal opinion of large families, on the side. If you read my blog, you’ll be quite familiar with it - it’s not good.) Anyway, the mother said that they’re always there swimming, she brings the kids down every day. And that they don’t have any stinger suits, and they’ve never been stung. And they aren’t concerned about crocs, but they just stay close to the shore, in that little area. After we finished chatting, I thought, well that’s good to know, and left to get my goggles. But as I was walking off up the beach, two of the littler kids started following me, unbeknownst to me, but when they had nearly caught up to me, because I had stopped up the top to collect some driftwood, and I saw them, the father finally realised that the two of his kids were following me, and he called them back down. They raced off, back down the 200m or so!! lol. Later while I was in the shower, washing my 94cm long hair – (which gives me a lot of time to think about things as a I detangle!) I was thinking about YouTube, and what a good platform it is, if you’ve got something to say. It seems like of late, I always have something to say, and so I’m thinking YouTube would be a good place to talk about that issue. And that real scenario of those two little kids that were following me. Like their ‘sleepiness’ would be beyond most people‘s comprehension – the fact they can’t think for themselves and that’s why they simply started following me. Those two kids will need supervision like their dad, for the rest of their lives. Well, at least they've got excuses, that they were young; still learning how to think. But much worse, is I have grown adults following me in this manner too. It is downright scary how asleep and stupid a lot of people are. It’s not just a ‘young child’ thing in Australia. It’s really strange to me that people don’t comprehend that multiple kids lead to total health problems, including mental problems of this nature. As I personally have this particular problem from non-thinkers - all the time (and it’s not just little kids, little 3rd borns, 4th borns, or 5th , 6th, 7th, 8th , 9th, 10th, 11th, 12th…..), young women in particular, in their 20s are the worst. But it’s all zombie 3rd born related. I suspect some of those zombies who follow me, must kind of ‘come to’ and think “what am I doing here at this bloody girls place”, and start to get pissed off – not knowing really why, and so then just steal from me in retaliation at their own stupidity?? Like it was my fault! Idiots. I just can’t believe that it’s not ‘a thing’, and why is it up to me to spell this out to people. It’s 2023, humans have been around for yonks. This factor should be a well-known talked about issue. Btw, later when I was soaking that driftwood, there in my tub, were about 20 little baby irukandji stingers! Yikes. Deadly. ON A DIFFERENT SIDE NOTE, when I was working back then with many families as a temp nanny, I noticed the ‘girly’ type of women always had girls. And the ‘nazi/yelly’ type of women, had boys. With a mixed personality, having both male and female offspring!! It was always the case, out of dozens of families I encounted. I was seriously thinking my situation was some sort of set up; surely it can’t be such a coincidence! But I think it is definitely true, personality types dictating offspring sex. I also have a personal theory that a pregnant woman who have a ”huge” belly when due; they will be having a very healthy child. The smaller, the weaker. Sorry to say. Actually, in encountering so many families and mothers, in a position of servitude, I noticed quite a few other things, like, I was working for this one family, the mother with her little girl not yet 1, and a boy 5 or 6. Every evening we'd be in the kitchen together, the mother preparing dinner for her and her husband, and me feeding the kids at the table. If I were to ever speak with the mother, the son would interrupt me and try and take over the conversation, like he really wanted his mother's attention all to himself. Like she was his temporary wife, his fill-in, until he reached the appropriate age to obtain his very own!!! I was quietly amused at such motherfuckery. And actually, I'm not sure how healthy it is for a son to be so possessive of his mother, or well, maybe they're just born that way, a personality type (?) (I doubt it, I think mothers get off on things like that "my son loves me so much...".) Mind you I was apparently later accused by some idiot (probably bimbos from the television industry) of being a nanny due to wanting to ‘sidle in’ and steal somebody's family!! plus, also, something about being gay, something derogatory, not sure what. But then what’s more, somebody else said that they saved me from such accusations, by stating for the record, ‘it is not true, as she previously told me the main reason I was a nanny, was because I wanted to see whether I wanted family and kids’! BTW, after working as a nanny, I could clearly see that I did not want either. I can asure you thats true, I do not want YOUR family! Lol. It probably has more to do with being bullied in the workplace, as apposed to the quite simple domestic arena. But I find it doesn't matter what I do in life, there's always going to be someone who's going to say something snide and sinister and evil just like that accusation. You know, before I wrote this blog, did you hear me going around accusing all those mothers I worked for of being bloody hopeless, so much so that they needed a nanny? I don't think so!! (Not mentally ill, just hopeless). One time, I was attending a job interview, for nanny work, it was at Lane Cove, a very nice area. And I tell you what - there are some weird people and stupid bitch mothers out there!! This woman wasn’t home when I arrived, I was let inside, to wait for her. As soon a she entered and saw me she just started chastising me for parking in her spot! She was really pissed off about it. Then she wanted me to wait some more for her husband to get home, for the interview! I probably should’ve excused myself and left then, as there was no way I would work for her. But I waited, then the husband arrived home, and oh my god - what an arsehole!! I have never met a man ruder and more disrespectful in all my life (well maybe aside from Fred at Bonds, but this one was still worse than the 2 imbeciles on the XPT train). I thought well, I need not be pissed off with that stupid bitch mother, because she’s married to an arsehole, she’s going have to suffer for it her whole life, so ha! I really do not recommend working for a house wife. I’m reminded: I do not have water views like that stupid bitch because I’m not a stupid bitch. It seems to get ahead and be rich in Australia. You need to be stupid bitch: reward for stupid bitches. 15. Ridiculous - Australian Tax Office – they really are thieves, they have hopped on the thieving dog bandwagon Dam and Blast, there are some stupid little thistles that work at the Australian tax office. I have a business. I’m a registered GST Business owner. I pay tax on any sale I make, and if I have not in the past, it’s because, that income has been under the taxable income threshold (which at the moment is $22,000) So I do not owe the tax department anything. I never have. I’m not the sort of person that would let myself get into debt with anyone, let alone the Australian tax office - yet I’m fairly certain they may have had something to do with the fact (actually I can’t say for certain) but I have been banned from eBay, and since eBay was the main source of my income, I’ve more or less lost a big slice of my business. But when I phoned the tax department one day, because of a linking issue with My Gov, the person I spoke to was very odd and sly, he was asking me odd questions, it was from these questions, that I suspect, he suspected, I was stealing from him, and that little shithead, is the reason why I can’t continue my business! what an idiot! This is what they do in Australia; instead of encouraging small business they destroy people who have small businesses, I hope he gets cancer and dies. (I suspect the Coact jobs provider at Gin Gin, Carol Watson may also have something to do with it, due to her question one day) fake name. Someone told me one day, that the tax office can’t get to the big guns like big businesses to pay tax, like bunnings {and I’m sure they’ll be numerous more} and so they pick on little people that are powerless and have no status in society, like me, - it’s their nature to be arseholes. That’s what makes them stupid – everyone is accountable for their actions in the end. By the way, I’m a firm believer; you’ve gotta pay your taxes! We have roads, we have hospitals, we have schools; because people pay their taxes. If you drive a car, get sick, you’re going to need those resources just like everybody else, so just pay it and be happy that you can. And, also when lodging a tax return every year, if you earn under the taxable income threshold, then you do not have to lodge a return – this is clearly stated on their website, but it stated you have to lodge a form that states “non lodgement”, I guess, so they know why your not lodging. – so about about 10 years ago, before they were online, I did not know about this form, I only knew about the taxable income threshold, as that is what was stated in the tax return – there was no mention in the tax return to lodge a separate form (their mistake), so I did not do anything for that 3 years. So I suspect those stupid tax people saw that I did not lodge and suspected I was stealing from them in those 3 years, as in earing and not declaring. And as a result have been apart of the stupid little boy network who have been stealing from me. Once again YOUR MISTAKE. And btw, last year I paid tax on several large sold items on etsy, and the only way to claim that money back (several hundred dollars, as I was entitled as I had not reached the taxable income threshold – but had many business related expenses that I could claim as) - was to lodge a tax return. So, even though I was STILL under the taxable income threshold {I personally believe those purchases were made by the tax dep so they could steal from me in this manner – a calculated plan to steal from me}, I put in a return to get that money back, as tax had already been paid on those items. They were NOT entitled to tax on those items. I know the laws. So, after going to all the bother of lodging my tax return, the tax department didn’t give me my tax refund - they just refused. (They lost, they lost their calculated plan, and refused to belief they were wrong). (Reminds me of the Bunnings Bimbos). Thieving arsholes – although I am guessing it were female behind it – women are the biggest thieves. And the biggest liars. Although they don’t have the biggest egos, so could be the boys. Who knows. The bottom line is the Australian Tax department stole from me too – guess they wanted to hop on the band wagon - the thieving dog bandwagon that is so prevalent in Australia. 16. Emily the Greeny I don’t have any chemicals in the house (aside from the rare occasion when I need bleach for the mould) that’s the only one. But of course, I need washing powder and dishwashing powder - but I choose the green brands, which means I can use the grey water on the garden, so I recycle all my water and I make sure no water goes to waste, ever. (I have since moved in to a town, a unit in QLD, and it is much more difficult to recycle the water – infact I cannot, and all the overflow, including septic, runs out into a little creek that runs through the property (yikes – I can’t believe they are allowed to get away with doing that, especially as this creek joins the bigger one across the road, and kids swim in it) This is what happens when there are NO greenies in power. Stupidity happens. Blonde stupidity, like my neighbour. Perhaps they need to introduce ‘environmentalists’ to inspect properties that have creeks, to make sure there is no polluting. I heard the manufacturer down the road, also pollutes into the same creek. This is not something that only happened in the 50’s and 60’s when people knew no better. That’s one of the reasons why I said on my blog moving up to QLD, is like stepping back in time by 40 years. My other neighbours said it was more like 100 – 150 years. I only use pure cotton tampons, so they can be composted. (After I wrote this bloody Woolworths got fake “green” tampons from kotex, {Kimberly-Clark American conglomerate, although I was advised before, kotex was Romanian; Americans trying to blame Romanians!} – anyway these IDIOTS make those tampons now, out of polyester blend. STUPID STUPID. I have switched brands to Cottons Organic and Moxie. And HEY BEANS FOR BRAINS: The planet is more important than the economy. I clean the windows with vinegar. I mop the floors with tea tree oil and vinegar. And do the kitchen benches with water/vinegar and orange essential oil. Or whatever oil I am in the mood for! I only buy the real paper towels, and not the fancy branded one that has silicon, polyester and plastic in their paper towelling (disgraceful; is not biodegradable). By the way, I don’t use toilet paper; I have a bidet with cotton washes for drying, saving millions of trees. Millions. Plus is 50000 times better; cleaner. I always buy those wooden cotton tips for ear cleaning, even though I dispose of them properly anyway, unlike some bad people who live by the coast. (Wooden tips are biodegradable). I don’t buy tuna, in order to save the dolphins, and save my health from toxic ocean pollution. I try to grow my own vegetables, again after moving into a rental unit, this is near impossible. On those rare occasions when I purchased bacon, I only purchase sour stall free bacon (coles has it). And I certainly only ever by RSPCA approved cage free eggs, and chicken, which are still a very good price. And I never eat anything made from goats milk due to the slaughter of all the poor male goats. I use fans mostly, with misters. I certainly would never put in a fireplace – only bimbos would do that, not only do they pollute everyone’s air, but they take heaps of valuable time to prepare with kindling and firewood. Plus, they are stinky and messy and need constant attention and cleaning out. (I don’t think some people think things all the way through….they are not romantic, they are dirty! – course Australia is not a cold cold country – but in Siberia, they do not use wood fire either). I only drive anywhere, when I have a point and a purpose - I don’t hoon around pointlessly like the local hoons, trucks and council workers do, or follow someone because they are bored - polluting the airways. Btw – how can you all put with those nuisance drivers? HOW?? {I have a ‘fantasist’ motor biker stalking me (he thinks he is Evel Knievel) at new address-maybe he/she is trying to be more green with a motorbike now instead of car?} And at my house (2021), I don’t even mow the lawns either, I have a ‘wild’ garden! again saving the air from pollution (I’m not sure people realise how much petrol engines, pollute the air, they are TOXIC. There are health warnings on cigarette boxes, why are there none on petrol caps? The smoke from your car is 50,000 times more toxic than cigarette smoke). I don’t think most motorists realise every time they start that ignition, and idle away, for every second they’re burning fuel, they are polluting the environment. They are polluting their own airways. Sidebar time: at one point in my life, I got it into my head I should have an electric car (2012). But I couldn’t get an electric car, they were way over budget back then, so I opted for a second hand Ute which was diesel instead of petrol. The reason why I was so adamant I wanted an electric car was because the smell from my car then, petrol, I found absolutely repulsive. I almost developed an allergic reaction to the smell of cars. I really believe they are DEADLY. So, when I got my diesel it was heavenly, there’s practically no smell from it compared to my old petrol car. When combustion engine burns petrol, it leaves behind oil in the car (sump oil), that is basically toxic putrid -it’s so disgusting. Lawnmowers produce it too; if you get some of that used oil, and put it on your lawn, you will see it kills absolutely everything that it touches. It’s so toxic. I see people on youtube drenched in sump oil – they have no idea. Really, it should be a high priority, of getting rid of all petrol engines. Yikes! I use wooden pegs on my clothesline, (unbelievable how many backyards I’ve seen riddled with pieces of plastic broken pegs, yuk, yuk, yuk and stupid). I buy 2nd hand goods when I can (new location, 2022, there are no 2nd hand furniture shops! Can you believe that, not even a tip shop, and only thieves on gumtree who only buy my goods when their stupid offspring steal from me. What is wrong with people?) I did spend $14000 on a 5kw solar system, but that turned out to be a scam, my bill went up, yes after spending $14000, my bill went up. Do be careful of greedy business people wanting to take advantage of caring people who have good intentions. I was told later, that I had to make the sacrifice in order to get other people to copy and start spending money to save the environment. I believe it has worked; have you seen social media these days with all of the people standing up for the environment, it's amazing. Make sure you ‘carbo offset’ your own life. I have also planted thousands of trees. Although I have had difficulties with people just pulling, yanking, my trees out of the ground. Regional rural areas; still have problems with people who don't appreciate nature or the environment, especially farmers, unfortunately – and men in general, in my experience, seem to be really retarded in this area of nature, like nature is something to rebel against and destroy. {So stupid}. You know when I was in Melbourne and visited the open gardens down there, a few years ago now, I bet there would've been more people there in Frankston visiting those gardens, than who attend football games! There is a great love for nature, and nature is going to win. The photo above on the far right shows a wall hanging I did as a young 16yr old, experimenting with weaving techniques - got first place in the Gunnedah Show! 😁: 17. Take Photos and Videos of Everything I am getting a little annoyed of seeing ‘unable to right click due to international copyright laws’. I think most people are a little confused about what you can take photos of and what you can’t; Basically, you can take photos of everything and anything you see, and upload it to social media or the Internet, providing it’s not of a private nature like sex/bathroom. ANYTHING If you take a photo of some stranger that you see down the street and then upload it, this is NOT illegal, nor does it violate any privacy laws. And it doesn’t matter what age the person is either, nor if it’s a video of them. It’s also the same with artwork, if you go into a gallery, and take a photo of the wall that has a painting on it, that is NOT illegal. So, if some curator dog comes up to you and chastises you for taking a photo in a gallery - you can tell her where to shove it. I would possibly even slap them on the cheek as well (that later action may be illegal, but, possibly worth it). 2nd photo above is my mother, Fran, and her adopted mum, Gwyneth Flood around 1987: 18. If you don’t know your ancestors, no one else will My mother was adopted at age 18mnths approx. According to our grandmother, she was adopted from her uncle, whose wife died, and he decided he could not look after a little girl. My Grandmother was a liar. We determined this, as over the years, her story slightly changed, until finally she said, she would never tell. When my mother (Frances Lesley, formally, Flood, now Bieman, was in her late 40s, she decided she wanted to find out her lineage. I recall she paid a couple of different organisations a few hundred dollars, to look into it for her. They were total bogus scams. They came up with a whole ‘tall tale” for her, made up a complicated story about how she was part Asian! If you know my mother, well, if you just took one look at her, you would most certainly know that this was not true. As I was reading the information given by the Researchers some years later after she had died, it was quite obvious to me, that it was total bullshit, but – I bet my mum reading it, would have been taken in by it, hook line and sinker. So, this story is just a word of warning; if you don’t know your ancestors nobody else will. And it pays to keep your firstborn‘s around; they’re likely to be able to see things, that the previous generation can’t. 19. I would hate to born in Ethiopia Do you know when I was a young girl, there were starving Ethiopians. It was a big thing with famine relief packages being organized. It’s now 30-40 years later and they’re still starving. Look it up on wiki – they have famine there ALL the time. I have a message you may not wish to hear: Stop breeding you fucking idiots, why are you making life difficult for yourself? What woman in her right mind would want to inflict her childhood starvation pain, on to another child? Or should we just call you rape nation? I hear stories of women who are tortured as kids, they have shitty lives, yet they grow up, get a partner and have kids of their own, just so they can expose them to the shitty world too. Break the cycle. (Btw, this is the epitome of stupidity) Are they sadists? My meal today, consisting of fresh picked cabbage, purslane, beef mince, onions and sober noodles (plus a few herbs and spices). The mince was the cheapest bulk pack, it was the “Torana” of mince, but the noodles were so good, they were like the “Mercedes” of noodles. I know how to budget. Least I am not starving. You know, maybe if I put this up on Facebook, I may understand why I may have been banned (not agreed to it at all) - people don’t like to hear these ugly truths. Even though I believe putting up a message like this, would do more to help those people, than anything that has been done in the past 30 or 40 years in so called charity. BTW, a little birdie told me the real reason I was banned from Facebook was because I called some blonde a stupid blonde (it turned out she did have blonde hair, and I guess must have been stupid) as she was so offended, in her childish way, she went about brainwashing all the admin to ban me, and they totally complied with her manipulations. Poor little girl, offended because someone called her a stupid blonde, could someone please show her the starving Ethiopians. Oooh, if only I had a name and a photo. 20. Reference from Anna Abbott (I have included several references on my Blog, as it seems to be a silly reoccurring thing, especially as a renter, and someone continuously NEW, having to continuously move between rentals and locations. They want references, plus, people in the community, who have no business wanting any kind of reference, seemingly wanting some sort of validation, that they can ‘converse and ‘absorb’ me into their lives. And that I am not a common POOR slut or axe murder – this seems to be their biggest fear. I am not sure how people cannot see the correlation between school teachers and references. But if you want to know something about me, it is best you speak to me. NEW ENGLANO GIRLS' SCHOOL ARMIDALE, NSW, 2350 TELEPHONE (02) 6774 8700 FAX +61 2 6774 8741 PLEASE ADDRESS ALL COMMUNICATIONS TO THE PRINIPAL MRS ANNA ABBOTT B.A. ,V~p.Teadt., T.e. ,B.Leg.S. ,M. Utt. ,J.P. ,M . A .C.E . ,C.C. E.A. 7th November,1991 To whom it may concern, Emily Bieman has been a student at the New England girls school for all her secondary education. During that time Emily has shown herself to be a quiet, co-operative student who is conduct has been impeccable. She has participated willingly in a wide range of school activities; Emily has been a member of the Independent Girls School Sporting Association, and Combined High School Swimming Team, and represented the school in the Hannah Shield competition. During the past year she has served as a Table Captain a Fire Drill captain, and has been a popular and valued member of her form. However it has it is her creativity in the arts that has really brought Emily to the fore. She has considerable talents in design and has in fact, won the Dressmaker of the Year Encouragement Award, and Award for Originality, at the Northwest Fashion and Design competition. Emily was also a finalist in the 1990 and 1991 Armidale Wool Expo competitions. Emily is an original thinker who is blessed with considerable breath of vision and creativity. She is cooperative in school activities, and is a well respected member of the school family. I have no hesitation in recommending this talented girl to a future employer, and wishing her well in her endeavours. School Principal ANNA ABBOTT B.A. ,V~p.Teadt., T.e. ,B.Leg.S. ,M. Utt. ,J.P. ,M . A .C.E . ,C.C. E.A. In my original Blog I had next an image of a Job Add from Indeed, it was for a Gardening position, I noticed with all Gardening adds, they all wanted Police Checks; 21. Gardeners Discriminated Against It’s always the gardener jobs that requires a police check - gardeners are completely discriminated against. What do you think, all Gardeners are a bunch of criminals? Actually, later I realized, they most probably do this, as Indeed IT staff probably read about my experience with the pervy gardeners at NEGS! 22. Things I wish I was told when I was 18 Every activity you do with your body takes its toll, be very careful in the activities and work you choose; is it worth your while? are you being paid properly? are you been paid at all? if you don’t adhere to this warning, by the time your 40s come around (which happens in a blink of an eye) you will be aching, there’s no Medicare rebates for physio and massage which basically are the only 2 things that really help with these aches and pains (aside from pepper essential oil) Your employer will want to use your body as much as they can get away with, they are greedy, old and have no morals on the inside - be strong and stand up to them. NO CHAINSAWING Embrace being on your own, don’t rely on other people, you know best, you have inner instinct, (of course your own inner voice and not somebody else’s inner voice/images), which btw, nobody talks about, but is this very real ‘planet earth connection thing’ that happens - not that this has been a problem for me, but it is a problem for other people around me; Reflections, how some women do 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 is really like you’re having a conversation with yourself, but some will say the opposite, like “I am not angry at all”, in a slight rebellious way. They follow you – like little dogs, they steal from you. You should avoid these creatures because they are thieving leeches designed specifically for men who want bimbos (they are rife in television and radio world. “Obviously, one doesn’t speak every single thought one has in one’s head - things could get a little confusing and offensive; when one speaks, one always applies common courtesies, along with common-sense and structure.” This is something I have no troubles with. However, I know for a lot of female tv / radio bims out there, this is something that they struggle with. And people take advantage of their sleepy nature. Most people are thoughtless, try and remember that, Emily! People are small and petty. Like, if you ever make a complaint to anyone (like your local MP, or your boss) you have to do it anonymously otherwise they'll harass, stalk and manipulate you for the rest of your life. They have mental problems and were raised badly by bimbos. They come from a different world than yours. And, if you tell people, you never get sick, then you have people trying to make you sick - it’s part of their senseless nature, you don’t understand it when you’re 18 but they do the opposite, due to bad nazi parenting/schooling in Australia, thus rebellion. You’re like an ‘open book’ people see/hear you coming, they will try and steal as much money and ideas out of you as possible, trust no one (you run rings around most people!) Women are the enemy, way more so than men. It’s not like school where you are all friends; every single person you encounter after probably age 20, will try and steal from you anyway they can EVERY SINGLE PERSON. A pusscat is better company than anyone. Don‘t listen to radio or go to music festivals (you don't understand when your young; no music, trust me). Get them to pay Superannuation, don’t work for a woman ever. Start saving for a house at 15, coax parents into giving you a deposit. (If you haven’t coaxed them into buying a house on your 18th! (Which they should, no more beer for you!) Live at home to save, but living in the community you grew up in is a good thing, people are nasty if they don’t know you, especially when you’re young, single and still vulnerable. For you, really having own home to nest in, feel safe in, is the most important thing. A place where you can invest money / effort into making things the way you want. Settle up North where it’s warm, there are less viruses, (flu virus is not caused from cold, but highly contagious, it will kill you). They hardly know anything about virus except the more times you get flue, the overall weaker your body becomes, I personally believe it to be handed out deliberately amongst the population. Plant heaps of trees everywhere you go, & flowers. When you’re young, for all Dr appointments, take a friend. I know this is a huge inconvenience but Drs cannot be trusted with young girls, as well as receptionist, dentists, nurses and assistants. None of them can be trusted to do the right thing/make right decision always. At any rate take a camera around your neck and record each visit. (I found alternative medicine people, nicer people, except that one pervert, can’t remember him now). Also, try to see the same GP always, that’s another reason why it is not good to move around, you will need a Dr to vouch for you later on against the cunts. NEVER go to dentist unless in extreme pain, (clove essential oil will kill any bacteria) just keep brushing every day lightly. Sensodyne, floss if you have to. Dentists are hopeless crooks that can’t handle your petite mouth. There is an Art of looking after your teeth. The point of life is finding your own personal happiness and things to care about, talk to your parents about their life, why they made certain decisions, they’ve had all the experience, you share the same DNA, use their experience (keep in mind they are pretty clueless about finances and how the world works, especially mum). And btw, all your friends and family will betray you in the end. It’s about money and power for most people. And when you’re 18 life is pretty good, if you think you have problems or are angry, forget about it, when you older, you’ll look back and think, not really bad compared to how things look when your wiser - you see the world with greater clarity, and all is not well in the country at all, there are a lot of big problems that people, particularly parents and school teachers (and news people for that matter) don’t really talk about, and the country is run by a lot of bad rich people or scared fearful people who don’t like change, and don’t like to rock the boat - reality can be so scary for them. Stand up to people who will try to oppress you (everyone). Don’t take out insurance. Especially car. Insurance is a total scam, if you put in a claim for insurance then you’ll have people following you around stealing from you, and they do it in sneaky ways where they can’t get caught. Organised crime is huge, and businesses are involved, so stealing is often done by not taking possessions, but by creating business for certain businesses. Australia is run by dogs – the good guys lost. They lie to you, and pharmaceutical companies are pure evil. (Maybe occasionally you will see glimmers of hope where something good happens, the world evolves a little bit at a time). After SouthPacifc, throw fashion out the window, become a speech pathologist, no, maybe even before. No fashion at all? but the “private” sector will screw you, the “public” sector have a whole heap of rules and so payments are guaranteed. So speech pathologist within gov department! {you don't really hear about highly skilled people much when you're young, but in my 50s now, I have seen quite a few very skilled people and these skills only come about from a lot of experience in the one industry}. People will be relatively respectful to you whilst your parents are alive, once they’re dead, if you’re not married, forget about it, you’re scum of society and treated as such. You’re going to be constantly hounded by bullies, the whole of Australia is made up of non-thinking bullies, they are every-where. I think the best advice I can give you to get them off your back is they respond only to loud strong language and intimidation, confidence is key. Get EVERYONE’S name, including coworkers, especially receptionists at councils, DEFINITELY CENTERLINK (record any interaction). You will need to know names for when they invent the internet! Don’t worry, internet is coming! Don’t spend money/effort on rentals, don’t purchase anything that can’t be packed in Ute – you will be renting all your life, frequently moving. They steal everything anyway, try to buy 2ndhand. {house prices skyrocket, no rentals available.} Tell Daniel to stay away from Heath Barwick, he is a thieving druggy idiot child with a bimbo mother. Don’t go to the cinema with that John guy. Tell Cathy Goldman and Rachael Wainberg’s sister to go fuck themselves – actually report both to police – you don’t know it but both are stalking you, actually report Heath too, he is stalking you too. Then never ever call the police again-they are completely naive and have no idea what’s going on.) 23. Oh, how much “natural charm” does a street have, without powerlines? A LOT! I think those trees are Eucalyptus leucoxylon’s. A tree lined street makes such a difference to the whole atmospheric feeling of a place, especially when there are no bloody powerlines. I always wondered why Council spent so much money on fixing roads that don’t really need to be fixed, when they can be putting powerlines underground, that would be a far more logical and better way to spend money, plus create jobs. However I have since learned that the power companies are private companies, and Councils are run by government. So this is a bit of a dilemma, and the government really should not have sold out the electricity companies, until they did the all to important underground works. 24. Lord of the Flies Admin OMG, this is exactly what I mean. Look what they have done on this article re great shot of amazing Architecture ; Nazi Admin have gone out of control, deleting posts left right and centre. Plus they’ve totally got the wrong end of the stick; Hey! you’re allowed to use words like ‘Nazi’ and ‘porn’ without being offensive. Grow the hell up little people Admin. And by the way, I have encountered a few IT companies that have also been run in “Lord of the Flies manner. If you have not read the book “Lord of the Flies”, I highly recommend you do. I’ve mentioned it numerous times on my blog. If you have not read this book, you won’t thoroughly know what I’m talking about. It is the negative part of certain human personalities, especially amongst young boys, young men who are on a gung-ho tirade. Call the Guard!! Although this world today, which is becoming more and more matriarchy, rather than patriarchy, the same can be applied to young women, I myself have had to “call the guard” on many many many many, occasions when dealing with a lot of retailers. Did you know there is no emoji for ‘yelling’ or ‘blowing the trumpet’ – oppressed IT, COOEE! I did find this one though 🤐 figures. 2 5 . Why privacy is important I have talked about this before, particular in the garden - if you read my “Houses need to be S-P-A-C-E-D” photo story on page 5 or my “Night sweats” photo story on page 10, possibly my Stalking Dogs in Melbourne story on p4. I go into detail about why it’s important, like a woman’s privacy, and predatory men, or theft, stalking female bimbos, as a result of no privacy, but, really most people don’t really care about those issues, even though those things that plague me terribly and make my life extremely difficult AND SHOULD BE DEALT WITH. I mean, I’m all for transparency; being honest and truthful in business and private lives, not making up lies in order to save face, or save somebody else’s face, or manipulate the situation, or to try and protect someone, kids. However, privacy is extremely important particularly if you’re a single lady, but really the number one reason why privacy is important, the reason anyway that would win a debate in the public sector; is business competition. I have found as a business owner, and because my privacy is somewhat compromised, I have dogs who can steal my customers in very sneaky ways. I have mentioned before on his blog that they steal ideas left right and center, which they still do, but my main business of seed selling, this doesn’t require too many new ideas, just requires customers. And, if the competition can see a customer sniffing around, well I’m not going to tell you some of the ideas that they come up with to steal them, because there are so many bloody copycats, and I don’t want to put any more ideas into their thieving heads, but they do it, and it’s because I don’t have privacy. Now I say this will win the debate, because I have noticed, for some reason that if you say its for business purposes you will immediately get the approval of everyone. Actually this “business purposes” is so significant that it would be a form of discrimination for those not in business and wish to make a point or complaint, etc. Have you ventured into town in the middle of the day? Do you notice how many people there are about, all on the street, all on the roads? There are literally 1000’s and 1000’s and 1000’s of people not at work. So that’s 1000’s and 1000’s and 1000’s of people who would be discriminated against. 26. Product Placement I remember watching this movie once called The Truman show, with Jim Carrey. I really liked it. About a man held captive unbeknownst to him, in a world where everything was produced by a producer, and everything was fake, so they were hidden cameras everywhere, and actors pretending to be his fake friends and fake family, fake wife, fake buildings fake workplace, even fake weather. I guess I liked it because I could relate to it in a way (dogs). There was a scene in it, where he notices that his wife was talking to him, but it was like she was talking to somebody else (she was obviously sending messages to the producer) and so he was left feeling slightly bewildered “am I going nuts?“ so, he exclaims in manic out-raged way “who are you talking to!” I think there are people who have seen this movie, and seen the way people can be manipulated, and who then like to try for themselves (I have found in life, when it comes to movies, particularly a good movie like that one, they copy everything in it). So, what those people do, is the product placement bits - they did it in that movie. In fact, I think that movie was the turning point, it was like was so obvious, and people so obviously saw how product placement works in movies, it was like product placement was brought into consciousness with the common people! So, they intern want to try it as well. Sometimes when I talk to certain people, I feel their product placement is so bad, I want to yell at them WHO ARE YOU TALKING TOO! And then I wonder, what possesses them to product place somebody else’s product. I think about any products that I think would be good enough to product place without receiving any money for it. And actually, I can think of only 2! One thing I loved when I had it, back when I was 20, on a fresh strawberry tart, was King Island Cream - it was the most amazing desert experience I had ever had! Best cream ever. So worth tasting. The other thing was Benjamin Moore self-levelling paint! 15 years ago, I bought this by chance, not even seeing the self-levelling part about it. I painted some craft wood shelves with it. As I was painting, of course when you paint, you get streaks from the brush lines, but after about five minutes, I noted, it literally did self-level and was beautifully smooth, no bubbles, it dried almost like a hard solid coating finish. Now 15 years later, I’ve still got those shelves and there’s not a scratch or a chip on it (and I have relocated 8 times) The craft wood is completely protected in this hard tough self-levelled coating. It is an outstanding product. I have since looked for it online, and I don’t think they make it any more, but they do have their own website, and for ‘almost’ a 4L tin of bathroom paint, it costs $150! so that is extraordinarily expensive, but their quality is unmatched in my opinion. So, I would have no problems product placing those two amazing products! Yesterday I saw a good movie about gambling. So, I have no doubt they were product placing gambling! But actually, I felt they were a little bit sneaky, whilst product placing gambling, they seemed to be subliminally saying, we are so good at this product placement now, that we are product placing to certain personality types; who we know are good at maths, but are lacking in areas like common sense, and also have big egos, so, don’t want to lose; These people make perfect gambling suckers and we want them by the bucket loads. And we are getting them. I have no doubt that it worked. I don’t gamble – waste of money. I’ve always thought anyone who gambles is just bloody stupid. I tell you, those businesses have got it covered; all the favourite Hollywood stars have had gambling scenes of some sort, and Hollywood people are very persuasive, so I feel like I definitely have to say something here, because people need help against persuasive Hollywood people! Don't be a victim so don't gamble. Money better off spent on good food and plants. And online gambling especially is for victims; you are never going to win. Isn't my Maidenhair Fern fabric print above , just beautiful! 27. Sun Dried Apricots I will include this method because my dried apricots were so amazing, they were unlike any other dried apricots I’ve ever tasted. There were two factors culminating in this, one was the variety of apricots, it was a new variety called ‘Story’ from Heemskirts Tamworth Nursery (Flemmings) - so deliciously big, sweet, fragrant and juicy, they were delicious at their optimum ripeness. The other factor, was in Gunnedah that year, it happened to coincide with the ripening of my apricots, was a four day extreme heat wave. This was an unbelievable hot heatwave, it was like hotter than I’d say any other year on record at that time of year (November), for four consecutive days. Hot hot hot!. I put out my apricots out each morning, bring them into the verander each evening before the due set in. After four days I had the most perfect sun dried apricots you can imagine. They hadn’t even discoloured, and I didn’t even use any vitamin C powder, which usually prevents the brown oxidisation on apricots. The flavour was extraordinary, so intense. It was really so good that it will be worth purchasing your own apricot tree so you can try this (and hope for a heat wave one year) Actually, the flavour was so good I’m thinking it’s probably worth fruit growers to take their almost ripe stone fruit out into Australia’s hot desert, so they can dry all their fruit by this method -unbelievable flavour. Come on Australia, wake up. I did them in my usual frames which consist of midge proof flyscreen, fully enclosed frames 28. Quote that resonated with me, about corrupt police and government in Iraq, using fear tactics to control Here is a quote from an Iraqi detainee who was falsely imprisoned at Guantánamo Bay for 14 years. This was his opening statement in his trial: “Where I am from, we know not to trust the police, we know the law is corrupt, and we know the government uses fear to control us.” This man is talking about his country of Iraq, however when he said this, it resonated with me. I am Australian, and as far as I’m concerned, he was talking about the police I know in Gin Gin and Bundaberg QLD, and the government that I know, - Centrelink, they are corrupt and they do use fear to manipulate - just as overcontrolling as the Iraqi government. It was only yesterday, I received yet another nuisance call from the new governments contractor who won the employment provider role – she claimed she was from them, (although her voice was familiar – and I have noted recently there have been a number of people calling me or who have taken my phone calls, that have distinctive voices; as in the same person who spoke to me when I phoned PayPal was the same person I spoke to when I phoned Telstra and Ebay – and not just recently but over the last 10 years, it has been the same person. Plus there is at least 4 “same people” people that I have recognised now, they claim to be a different person each time, but infact not – as I have finally got really familiar with their voice, and I now also record all phone conversations too, for comparison. I don’t know who is behind that, I would say, actually Telstra, since they do phones? Anyway, this woman, said they had not updated my details, placing me in financial harms ways. In the past I have had such monsters from Jobs providers, cut off payments on numerous occasions for no reason other than to strike fear – it is a game they relish – powertripping and fear mongering. They are fucked people. Btw, if you have to move, and you’re on employment, you’ve gotta come up with new bond costs as well as removal costs – and even the cheapest way of doing it yourself with hire truck, is still really expensive, ($2000 for my last move), so this is really difficult, there’s really not much left to save each week if your on unemployment, but Centrelink has recognized the fact that emergency payments will crop up, and thus have come up with a solution, and that is they will loan you $500 interest free, and you have to pay back $40 over the next several months until it’s paid in full. This is a good deal, when I had to move in 2000 and was looking after mum on Carer payment, I took advantage of that loan. {There will be some people that won’t know about the loan, its not advertised, that’s partly why I’m writing this}. Although in 2022 once again I had to move, and had to take advantage of the loan, and I noted, 22 years later IT’S STILL THE SAME AMOUNT of $500!! Even though we’ve had exorbitant inflation since 2000. I did send a message to Centrelink and told them about this thing called “inflation”, but noted it still remains $500 today. I will have to add, if they put the loan up to say $800 (more realistic Bond amount) then that would increase loan payback to “too long a period”, so they would have to increase the fortnightly payment as acknowledgement of inflation. So, get to it Mr Budget man! In my photo story “Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women”, I mention the dog who stalked me to my job interview, I assume she was from Centrelink, (by the way I had only been unemployed for 2 weeks, and I did get that job that day – yet still I had stupid dogs from Centrelink following me. That was 20 odd years ago. Yet I mention in my latest photo story “Hopeless Sadistic Doctors and Centrelink staff” that I was followed into Mitre 10 and the person who ‘incorrectly‘ served me, 3 times, for the point of hurting my foot, was the call centre boy from Centrelink who I had recently spoken with over the phone of late re Disability. So, it seems to me the staff at Centrelink have a stalking and “mind your own bloody business” problem. I believe those activities would be not only against their gov policy, but against the law – yet they are still stalking and harassing me. Do I need to contact a politician? The Mug shown above is my latest design called “ Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101 goldlight ahx4 ”, although perhaps I should change the name to “Perfect Pastels” available at RedBubble. Maybe it is because I have an artistic mind that I notice these things. Or maybe it is the fact that I am an artist, as to why I have dog type people on my back? I definitely think it’s related, it’s like certain sectors of the police and Centrelink don’t know how to deal with everyone, they only know how to deal with specific personality types, like those who are good at maths. I can assure you, there is a whole artistic world going, made up of some extremely talented and very very clever people - maybe it is that mysterious world that the dogs are trying to spy on, as they can’t see it. Blinded by maths. 29. Dyeing Story and the “female misodge” Collage of Naturally Died Wool with plants from my garden – ALL YOU NEED ARE MULBERRIES!! Plans to Write a Book So, one thing I’ve done pretty much all my life, since I was a teenager, is dying. I dye my clothes and fabrics for sewing and designing. I remember being given a Bonds singlet when I was at fashion school, and were told to go away, come back in a few weeks, with a complete outfit, ready for the end of year catwalk parade, which of course must ‘star’ the Bonds singlet. I was in my element! I came up with this amazing design which had been hand dyed too, my design ‘starred’ the singlet, but you could no longer tell it had been a singlet, it was hidden below layers of same coloured dyed cotton poplin and tulle. It included a big over the top hat, and the bottom dress/skirt part, was detachable! Perfect for the catwalk. As I was in to spinning and knitting, plus gardening, I started sourcing seeds for dye plants, and over the years had grown a good collection of dye plants, and did a fair amount of experimenting. The more I got into it, the more I realised how many possibilities there are of obtaining dye from our Australian natives, and realised there was a need for a book written about this subject. So, I made plans to write that book in my old age, after I’d grown all my garden, and had a huge selection of plants to experiment with. So unfortunately, I had to leave my garden, and I was only halfway through planting all the plants that I wanted to plant, if that, and so there goes a good book idea, and no doubt, royalties for future Bieman kids or my favourite charity. Somebody else will attempt to do it, but I know that writing such a book, is a lifetimes work, so if someone does, it won’t be very good, unless they put the time and dedication into growing many many many native plants and trees, and tried all the many different ways and combinations there are of making it colourfast. Plus had lots of spare fibre to “play” with, and a lot of water to dye with - which I know, I would say, no other woman would do. Infact the only person that I know, who would do that, is me. Most women are preoccupied, and are too lazy. Anyway, the little dyeing that I did, turned out well, and that collage above shows some of the dyeing I did with dye obtained from nature in my garden, those ones were wash fast too. I did plenty of dyeing with the chemicals from craft shops too. Over the years, of doing all that dyeing, this one day at Rangari, I was looking at something I’d finished, and was thinking how well it turned out, better than I even had imagined it, I was in my early 40s at this point, and I realised that all the dyeing that I’ve done over years, had always worked out, and that I was pretty dam good at dyeing! I was basically self-boasting to myself. A few months later, I decided that I wanted to do some more dyeing, and I had run out of dye. I had to purchase more, I got a big batch from Rit, Procion and Cushing’s. But the next lot of mixed dyeing that I did, just didn’t work out at all, it was completely the wrong colour, very different from what I had imagined, and I just couldn’t work it out. I wrote it off thinking I must be slipping in my old age. A few months later I did some more, then, I realised the problem, it was NOT at my end, the problem had been with the packets of dye, the blue dye that I purchased indeed was not blue, it was green, and so no wonder it wasn’t working out. I realised at this point that those girls at Lincraft had swapped the pkts within each box. I bought 15 boxes, worth over $100, it was lucky that I only used 1 portion of one, and so I was able to return all of them except for that one (so ha ha to them) Also, I tested the Cushing’s; same thing, meant to be burgundy, but was actually purple - I couldn’t return that one, that company doesn’t exist anymore. And, same with Rit, my brown black was blue black, completely different tone. Years later when I was at Gin Gin, again I attempted to purchase more dye from a different place, I ordered blue, but they sent me turquoise, mislabelled. I guess that means no more dying. See “female misodge”, read below. Shame on all those craft girls, not just 1, several dye companies and at least 2 retailers. I do believe they thought they were being funny, but basically you are thieves, and not funny at all. I think those woman is so stupid, that they may have even been carrying out the ‘will’ of some arsehole man, perhaps watched her dad treat her mum in this passive aggressive way as a child? And she wants to be just like her dad. And the reason they target me, specifically is because I am not married. She thinks because I’m single, she gets to fuck things up for me. A reoccurring theme other stupid women do (it always the stupid ones). This stupid blonde is the reason why women don’t get paid as much as men- they are an absolute abomination, and hence why I said carrying out the will of a man. I found this to be a recurring thing with silly bimbo women, they muck about and play jokes, but the jokes that they come up with, are not jokes at all, they’re just basically bitch girl crimes. There have been countless others things that I could mention here, like when I checked my water tank and measured it, then came home that day and 4 inches was missing, someone saw me measure, then thought, ooohhh, look at her measuring, steal some steal some steal some – idiots, (in our time of drought, which seems to be persistent, stealing water is no joke, every drop counts) Boys are just as guilty as girls, I do recall writing about the mechanic, who broke my lights, thought it would be funny if I drove home in the dark, and the other mechanic who cut my fuel line, thought it would be funny if he inverted the petrol fumes inside my car. I mean just idiotic juvenile behaviour, carried out by adults, not funny at all, infact pretty sick. I really hope you get your comeuppance. I strongly believe that women who sabotage other women like this, is a ‘female misogynists’, (I call them a “female misodge” because they don’t want to see other women be happy, or win in life, they are just as bad as a typical stereotype misogynist male, who feels threatened by women. You know, I am outraged by all the dysfunction in society. MOTHERS COULD YOU PLEASE DO BETTER TO PRODUCE KIDS WITH NO ISSUES LIKE THIS. Misogyny - Wikipedia (/mɪˈsɒdʒɪni/) is hatred of, contempt for, or prejudice against women. It is a form of sexism that keeps women at a lower social status than men, thus maintaining the societal roles of patriarchy. Misogyny has been widely practiced for thousands of years. I’ve noted now, since that dye sabotage has happened, instead of having usual dreams about dying my fibres, now whenever I apply my colour, like duck blue for instance, in my dream, it comes out electric purple. It’s like those stupid blonde bitches who work at the craft shop have changed my dreams into Negative Nancy dreams. Fuck them. I hope they get cancer and die. Btw, I heard that same stupid short blonde bimbo did the same to my glass paints, that I had purchased to do a door,- but never did as I had to move. She must have messed the paint colours somehow, and ha ha, I never used them. And also, ha ha to that bimbo, as I sold those paints to some other girl, and so that stupid blonde has fucked it up for another girl too. And I know that the bimbo only targets me, but now she is inadvertently targeted some other woman. ha ha! That’s what happens when bimbo women try to fuck things up. Not the Butterfly affect, but the Bimbo affect. There was a movie on last night about a young girl who killed her parents and then committed suicide. I’m really hoping it was based on at least one of those stupid bimbos from the craft shops/ dye companies. The world will be much better place without a single female sabotager. And btw, I will no longer be purchasing anymore dyes – sabotaged themselves too – stupid. So, this brings me to my next observation. You know, if you’ve read my whole blog, you will detect a definite theme, about how I describe the nature of women, and what problems for me in particular, they cause. I suspect this is partly due because I’ve mostly only being around women, I went to an all-girls school and then worked in the fashion trade, which is basically full of women. From time to time, I have encountered men, who definitely fit the wiki misogyny definition above, like certain landlords I’ve had, and TAFE teachers, and sometimes the irony is so bizarre, because one man in particular; I would basically just describe him as pretty slow, yet his innate feelings of superiority over women were so obvious, that anyone could see his nature and his attitude just from a little bit of observation. And just from being old and wise now, and still observing what goes on. I can see more and more how men have been making the rules in the past, (the bible: “oh yea of the village, you all should not wear elbow patches on your coat, for I shall provide if you follow my faith” – yes, that is taken from the Bible, and see, it is all about control. Nothing wrong with being thrifty! But what really annoys me the most, is how men try to ‘trick’ women, and what they know about the world, like they kind of keep things a secret, from women if they choose, and so if a woman can’t figure everything out, that’s going on around her, - as there is a lot not taught in schools, especially in regards to social interaction, and the capabilities of people who manipulate others. (This is because teachers and parents don’t want kids to know the secret about issues of control – they want to control everything). Women tend to base their whole life on what they learnt in school. So, then she’s left in the dark, and that’s why men think women naïve. They also think a woman not employed or married, very stupid (women think that too) “Hey arsehole I know you can hear me” - this little sentence is a tactic a young guy suggest I use, when I was forced to deal with certain cocky evil older man. I am not sure this man thought I was personally inferior to him, but the fact that I was not rich, was what automatically made him think me naïve, and himself superior (brain washed by money). And because I was not partnered, he thinks this is permission to “play games” and be disrespectful, because I must obviously be a ‘party type’ girl, and there was no man around to take revenge anyway. Such a fucking coward. And, I’m not btw, which he sooner found out. {Like to add, mostly it is the single factor and not the money factor that motivates men into “playing games” and being disrespectful.} I would describe him as a revolting man, and I find it strange that any woman would tolerate a man like that, yet, he is partnered up. But see how every now and again, there are people who cross my path, who can see what is going on, can see that everything is not what it seems, and that there is unseen vulgar stuff (not to do with sex, but to do with power), happening. Like a whale tossing a seal. Just sometimes those people cross my path. And even on more rare occasions, they can actually help out, with a suggestion like this little sentence. They know about the evil plots and schemes used, to try and trick usually, women. But, as I have been around a lot of women in my life, I have witnessed mostly the opposite, with women trying to ‘trick’ men, and ofcourse women trying to put other women “back in their place” – this is huge. Plus try to play God at shopping places with microphones! And I am fairly certain that the whole of the ABC TV and Radio is run by women, and has been for decades. Full of “female misodge”, playing ‘class’. And I have to note, the unit complex, where, unfortunately I have to live now, - all the female misodge who witnessed me at Rangari, are highly ecstatic now, as I have finally “been put in my place”. (Actually, as long as there is no stealing, I would be greatly relieved to live anywhere, and this place is kind of hidden from the road and is in a very beautiful rainforesty area, but I’ve heard, they’re trying to get me kicked out of it again, as it’s ‘too pretty for me, and I do not deserve it’. I can hear you arshole, and actually, I deserve way better. Deserve and Deserved.) But it is an interesting mix of single people, male and female. At first, I had the old men playing their typical games of manipulation, their favourite thing to do, including fear mongering, and playing sides, (hey arsehole, I can hear you, and not my first walk in the park.) {That expression must have come from a woman, walking through a public park and noticing that there were a lot of men, pervert arseholes, around, staring and watching her. Lol. What I mean by it, I am used to bored people who don’t think I can see what they are doing, trying to manipulate my thoughts with signs, and fear mongering. I have had nearly 30 years of experience of people trying to do this, all though it gets worse the older you get. Bizarre.} So, the women in this complex, well, I don’t know if they are watching me see what’s going on, or if they can actually see what’s going on, - I pretty much doubt that they can see what’s going on, but they have decided, that they want to play to, playing sides is the biggest thing, they also involve the handyman, old man. And it maybe landlord related, I’m not sure, but playing games is what they do in order to manipulate; just like that, when in actual fact it has nothing to do with the landlord. (At past places too, as a renter and single woman - I just love having pervert power tripper handyman and body corporate caretakers sniffing around my unit. That was sarcasm in case you can’t tell.) I cannot do anything about that. Those people are acting on their own volition, without any provocation from me. It seems being single makes me irresistible to those ‘stupid’ personality types. I recall one time at Bulga, dad was out visiting me, and he had brought out a trailer load of firewood for me (cool dad), and was doing some chain sawing too. When the chainsaw started up, I immediately saw the landlord Robert, drive down from his house to mine, but when he turned in the drive and saw dads car, he reversed out and went back home – this is exactly what happens all the time, if there is someone around, the dogs back off - FUCKING BULLY COWARDS. {I know I have mentioned this chainsaw story before, but it’s just a perfect example to explain what happens to me regularly, as a single woman, often regarding small matters.} 30. Stolen - Nat Killer, along with Popular Culture Teaching Young People how to Live - TV brain washing SINCE 3mnths prior before I left, I asked my landlord if she would like me to leave a bathroom “diy wall” I had put up in the form of a purple blanket, as there really needed to be something there to stop the smell from the compost loo. She got back to me in a most revolting and bitchy manner and said no, I was to remove it, and she also went into a long spiel about how I had better clean the bathroom when I left – stupid drunk IDIOT. (Little tip, stupid people, should really not drink, but being drunk is never an excuse for bad behaviour.) Someone else, suggested to me that my landlord Cate thought I was gay, – see my beautiful rainbow ribbon wind catcher! ($100 on Etsy) so strange if you use bright colours how people think you’re gay!! Again, more stupidity. I love bright colours, yet still not gay, try and get this through your thick heads. Anyway, so she thinks I was gay, so she discriminated against me, like being gay is an excuse for her to be disrespectful, she felt, if I was gay then this would make her feel superior to me. She’s totally, I would say “not right” in the head, but this kind of thing really comes down to stupidity and not being aware. She and along with pretty much a lot of other people. One of my favourite American sitcoms was Will and Grace, (still not gay) as I was watching reruns 10yrs later I realised why there’s so much discrimination against single people; the characters were downright discriminatory towards each other, if there was no boyfriend on the scene, they blatantly called each other losers. In my experience, people copy what they see on TV. I’m pretty sure that’s why there’s a whole lot of hopeless mothers, because they want to be, and so, copy the drugged up rich drunk housewife Karen Walker! Apparently, I was told; TV producers/directors, used to do this on shows with black people in the 80s, they would use subtle brainwashing tactics to discriminate against black people, and not just the easy ones, like putting black people as the “help” all the time, but other evil means and ways. Like use statements like “good-natured simpleton”, suggesting that anyone who is good-natured is stupid -although that’s not a black discrimination – they were having a go at anyone who is not a bitch. But that’s how they do it, use popular tv shows to impose social norms. And like how on that show called “Mad About You” in the early 90’s, about the popular good-looking couple who decided to get married and have a child in their city apartment, when before this, was like a general thing, that you would get married and settle down in the ‘burbs’, with a house and star pickets - they wanted people breeding in units, as there’s not enough room for everybody to live in a house. It’s really disgusting, and people should stop fucking breeding. Those brain washing tactics are very real and deliberate, you might think “oh it’s just a script for popular culture, for amusement purposes”, but think again. And they weren’t just being accidentally racist! Unbelievable. Same with how the police think that I am unemployed, so that would be a reason to be disrespectful towards me, and act superior towards me, and to automatically side with anyone and everybody else, such stupidity in society, I can’t believe it. So, I suspect my landlord took it, or the future tenant, who was to be living in that house. They saw how it worked, and saw that it was a good idea, and so just help themselves, ($40 Mosquito Bits for the compost loo from amazon). I also believe there was a thing in the past with my landlord rousing on someone who provided her sand, stating that the sand was full of biting flies. I think she may have been confused, because with any compost, it attracts nats. So, she would’ve put out her compost loo, which coincided with a delivery of sand, she saw the nats, and thought they must have come with the sand. So, the sand guy copped a beating from her. {This is why breeding is not for everyone, if you’re not wealthy and educated, really you shouldn’t have kids, you know, face the facts of reality}. They also took the carpet strip that I used on a ramp for my cat, and they took a large glass jar of small screws and a long Rio rod. {I also forgot to get a heavy-duty extra-large hanging basket off the back veranda when I moved, and I know I forgot that due to those thieving dogs doing distractions, that hanger was the only thing I forgot} My landlords name is Cate Rogers, I have no idea who is living in that house now, the address is Lot 7, 4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road, Gin Gin, QLD, 4671 (no 7 in Village Lane, as house is not listed on Google Maps) I like to set the dogs and all the thieves, gives them a real guilty target and something to do; you really shouldn’t steal from me. Zero tolerance. By the way, I had quite a few items stolen in the 3yr period when I lived there, and I wasn’t sure whether it was the landlord, in fact, I was pretty certain it wasn’t her stealing, but then one day, I received a new water tank on behalf of Cate, who couldn’t be there as she was on holidays, and the tank had a separate filter, which I put inside on the shelf. And a couple of weeks later, I noticed that filter had been stolen, and I’m pretty certain the only person that would’ve wanted that stolen, would be Cate, because she thought maybe I might throw it out or something. So, if Cate stole that filter, this means, she stole everything - all the items I’ve listed here on my blog that have been stolen. Shame on her, she’s going to hell for sure, and I hope she gets cancer (and, what a stupid dog). And while I am on the subject of popular culture teaching young people how to live, I just watched a movie showing the lead ‘cool’ guy stealing from a women that he perceived as rich, (so not actually rich, just he perceived her as rich, but mainly she was not returning his flirtations with him). So, what that does it say to all young vulnerable boys watching that that behaviour? It shouts, is not only normal, but accepted – I was DISGUSTED, so much so, that I waited till the end credits and wrote down every name who produced and directed that movie, shame on them (note there are no woman listed – this could be the problem, - real woman haters): Ruben Fleischer, Rafe Lee Judkins, Art Marcum, Matt Holloway, Jon Hanley Rosenberg, Mark D Walker, Naughty Dog video game, Charles Roven, Alex Gartner, Avi. Arad, Robert J Dohrmann, David Bernad, Tom Holland, Carter Swan, Neil Druckmann, Evan Wells, and Asad Qizilbash. Calling all lady femme fatales ; this boys need a good whipping. 31. Why is it some People Think Certain Men are Gay when they're Not I was thinking one day, why it is, that some people think certain men are gay, when they're not. Well, I have worked out why; it is it's because those particular men have a common learnt trait, and that trait is “bitch”. I find it happens to men particularly if they're close to their mothers, been raised by their mothers, or have many sisters and are close to women. They simply learn how to be bitch! For instance, if you think of those 2 famous characters on TV; Jerry Seinfeld and Chandler Bing from Friends; both of those gentlemen sometimes received comments from women about how they thought they were gay. And it's specifically because those characters make bitchy often sarcastic comments. It could not be any more obvious! Only just this morning someone online from an Adobe forum (who had an icon of an old man, and said his name was Larry), but he implied to me that I was lucky to be using the program that I am using, and I should be lucky and grateful. I thought well you know, that is a bitchy thing to say, as it implies for starters, that I am ungrateful in the first place. So, I told him, I was, then asked him if he was actually a girl? He said he wasn't. So, this is another perfect example. I bet he gets confused by other people too if they didn't know that he was happily married. I think I should make, it my personal mission too, to rid the world of “bitch” character in men. It’s bad enough we all have to endure women. But “bitch” in a man, well, it’s disgusting, and certainly a turn off! It is definatly a dysfunction. Raised by bitch mother; you could not wish that upon your worst enemy! I would go so far as to say it’s a mental health issue! Actually, I also thought of another factor, and that is sport. I am thinking men who didn't play sports as a child, in particular team sports, don't learn how to have that kind of "tough macho competitive - I'm going to eat you alive" attitude, that some sports instil. I know when I was a child I didn't really play any team sports, I did horse riding and swimming, solo sports. And I think that is why I'm a little different from a lot of other girls, and had such difficulties at my first job at Bonds, with all the other “tough macho bitch type” women there, basically all of the women who worked at Bonds were that type? Actually, looking at the big picture of that whole scenario, that is a little odd, and most definite a dysfunction going on in that company. I remember my Aunt too, in fact I've mentioned this before, but she must've realised at some point that her only son was a sweet and gentle boy, and that this was going to lead to some problems, so she took him down to Saturday morning sports in Balmain, as much as she would not like to do that as a single mother; going down with all the other parents every Saturday, she would've hated it actually (just the same as I would hate doing something like that), but she felt sport would have been that important. She probably noticed the difference too with mum's (her sister) 4 kids, as we all played multiple sports of some sort. Image above is me in my car port at new location in the subtropics – taken just before I chopped off all my hair – too hot for long hair here. Life Stories P4 NEXT About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4(this) , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,
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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, 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, it pisses them off. Infact just a few weeks ago, I was comparing my life to a young woman from the past, Dido Elizabeth Belley (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. Yet, when I am at home sitting on the couch 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, they can't get enough of it.) 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 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. Here is the list of items stolen while I lived on that farm. 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 TV vandalized on veranda - $800 Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone - RETURNED. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open 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 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, Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in excellent super strengthened condition, Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi, 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner. PC hacked; files stolen Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller refunded, do not believe seller stole, but someone did) 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 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 woollen cushion $56 Black plastic recycling crate with plants from my shade house $65 Pretty sure a few frozen roo meats were taken out of the freezer $45 Windchime $12 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). 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 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). 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 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 obsessed 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.” 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 her dog off. That woman is plain evil and she does not deserve to live. 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, those 5 dogs were not a good judge of character. THEY JUST HAVE EVIL BITCH OWNERS. Otherway around. 11. Centrelink Nazis (This contains strong emotional language; if you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen) (This is exact same as Centrelink Nazi story, a repeat for point of emphasis) 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). One time I received a letter from Centrelink which was so revolting in his bullish, condescending 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 are absolute cunts and honestly, they need to be held accountable, because they have gotten away with basically murder. Also, that 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 (1995) 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 anyone who has a car?? (they did not want the police to see them tampering with my car). I mean, those people at that Centrelink, could be possibly the reason that today, years later, some little stupid bitch, puts water in my fuel tank when I park at IGA. Unbelievable stupidity on behalf of the little people who work for Centrelink. Non thinking government workers. 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. But this was one of those situations, I believe that was addressed after a complaint to local MP, as they moved office again, and got new staff. But I assume that the evilness was not addressed (no incarceration with the key thrown away) which is why I still have problems from them? Seriously, you have to take action with these people, you can't just turn a blind eye. 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. 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 - 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. (Those women at Centrelink ought to be extinguished, seriously, total nazis). 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 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 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 (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. 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? - 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. 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). 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 – 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 centerlink 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 Oz 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 any anywhere near cover the amount 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 thast 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. 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 the only thing my father paid for, was when I was studying for 2yrs, was my rent and a $20 per week allowance for food and Course supplies, (plus a new bed, a Futon, which I still have, and love.) Like I mentioned, I wasn’t able to get the badly needed Austudy. (I starved those 2 yrs). 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, 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. 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, they are the worst! 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. I’ve done a lot of complaining about certain situations to Centrelink, occasionally I feel my complaints are addressed, but not if I complain to centerlink – they just ignore me. But my complaints to my local mp, gets addressed: they did change 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 from them. {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. I thought how ironic, the government trying to screw me out of the $800, and ended up with it anyway! But, it was 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; just did not put it in my account, and that’s why Bonus’s now, are given in the form of electricity rebates. Hoorays for labour. 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. 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. 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 more clearer in my mind, that any more than 2 is absurd. 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! 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. J 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!!} J 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. And so, there’s people who work at Centrelink, who don’t want people working 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. 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. 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 definitely 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. So now, 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. (Musicians – fuck them). 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 I just don’t have a complainers DNA, and I guess it goes along the same lines as a fighter - a fighter would be complaining a lot about the lack of money I have to survive on. So, I’ll just put it quietly here now. I’m complaining. {This lack of complainers DNA, has totally changed since I was forced to relocate 8 times in 7 years, and have lost of my 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?? Maybe a change of address would have helped, but I know the thieves who steal from me travel, it is easy for them, they are rich, they continue to steal from me up her in QLD, just as easy as on the remote farm at Rangari. Perhaps more money for security would help, more Wi-Fi cameras, security guards….talk about a bother. But, no, not the main fury, I think perhaps, the main fury is the thefts, harassment, and general disrespect, and being made to feel like a victim. 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, in my case at least, on one occasion, they put in people from my past, not real acquaintances, but bullies from my past in one way or another. (Fakers, not helpful people who will be able to find jobs for others. Unkind people). Also, 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/designs and plod along with the work I do, it just does not pay enough – 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 firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the doll’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), so, infact 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 form stated if I got sick, I would not sue Centrelink) – total nazis (burn in hell), 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 who try to sabotage me, she is guilty, just like that other short blonde, there’s quite a few of them that that work in cahoots to arrange this, so I would get sick and my life would be cut short, it was a calculated plan to save pensions. Most people are not aware that such goings on occur – most people are completely naïve. Those girls are truly evil. I have to kind of spend a few paragraphs explaining this whole sickness thing, 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 a 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. Nor have I mentioned the “ungratefulness” of thieving government workers of intellectual property rights. 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 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 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 it, 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.) 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. 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, I consulted with Nature care college at St Leonard’s Homeopathic college. After taking the advised Homoeopathic medicine by the student physician and supervisor. No change. I contacted the clinic and told them I didn’t work at all, 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) 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!). 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 FUCKING 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, 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). Actually, I will put that story here too, 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 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 later I suddenly couldn't walk (it may have been a week later after more gardening?? Ages ago now) 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 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?) 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}, I told the Gunnedah hospital people I was in a lot of pain and I took Mersyndol, - and they completely ignored the fact that I was in pain, and thought that I'd overdosed myself, like committed suicide. (!) 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. 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 bucket – fucking stupid dogs). But, I had not eaten anyway, it was repeated vomiting attempts, like dry retching I think it’s called, painful, very uncomfortable. Unbearable. Honestly looking back on it now, 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 need a bullet to your ear. Fuck you all. What do you always believe the stupid bitch dogs in their gossip: How many times do I have to say it NOT ON DRUGS and I'm PERFECTLY MENTALLY HEALTHY you fucking idiots. {I’m angry now – guess what – they ‘willed’ it!}. So, 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 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 stupid receptionists at the Dr’s in Gunnedah refuse to give me appointments, so I have to go to the emergency ward). And I’m thinking, as if I was going to go back to those fucking 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. 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 stupid 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 sciatic 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 blonde stupids. So, from time to time, I got a saw back, but then I got my pool and did my swimming and no more pain. And, more importantly I discovered that if you just lie down immediately if I put my back out, and 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. 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 use useless, they have no common sense and are easily manipulated by each other - complete stupidity. 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 got a skin 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 queue 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). 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. After he removed it he burnt the skin to heal it - it was a very painful, for months, and left a scar anyway. 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. 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, so it was too sensitive, touching the nerves). So, 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. So, she did the silver fluoride. A few days later, after some complications, it started to work, the sensitivity stopped, the decay was healed!! Few! BUT, I believe she might have used slightly too much, double the amount needed (?) and 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, as well as the tooth has kind of shifted, and now it sticks out into my cheek somewhat, plus chewing anything harder than a hardboiled egg is a little uncomfortable. 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 op 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}. Sometime I cannot believe my luck!! And, btw, I bet Aus gov could afford the $5000 if it were not for all the political corruptions perpetuated by the general public sector. 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. 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 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. 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, - 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. I found Malt better than applecider - not taste, but better at reducing heartburn?? 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. (she mucked up the needle aswell, I think, it was bloody underskin later, all week) 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,
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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 Life Stories P20 1. The Scent of a Garden Oooh - so important in a garden design . Even though I favour pink native flowering plants, I made a concerted effort to choose fragrant plants too. I grew no less than 5 Murrayas; all spaced around the yard, so no matter what direction the wind was blowing, I would be able to smell the strongly scented flowers! J {Murraya paniculata – Orange Jessamine}. Then I put 4 strongly scented vines around the veranda {Jasminum polyanthum - White Jasmine, and Trachelospermum jasminoides – Star Jasmine, and, Trachelospermum asiaticum - Japanese Star Jasmine, and Jasminum azoricum - Lemon-scented Jasmine}. Plus, one of the reasons I chose to put a dozen Eucalyptus citriodoras around the perimeter, {Lemon Scented Gum} was for the scent of them when it rains – just divine as the high lemony oils are released in the Gunnedah extreme heat and rain. Those were the main contenders for strong fragrance in my dry climate garden, I did try a Daphne on the veranda, apparently, they have a lovely fragrance, however my Daphne just sat on the veranda for 10 years doing nothing, not a single flower nor new stem, nor branch!! {What kind of plant just sits there and does nothing for 10 years!! lol}. Course the 4 Orange trees, 3 Lemons trees, Lime and Kaffir Lime, all have a wonderful fragrance too when they flower, for their brief moment - very similar to the Murraya scent. I miss my garden. Although at my new one in QLD, I have Jackfruit – and, omg, unbelievable scent. Unbeatable! And for weeks. I am in the process of propagating so as to put 1 in front, where the wind blows from mostly. When I was young, before I started gardening. I discovered 3 perfumes that I really liked; Red, then Red Door. After I left the city and moved on to the farm, I no longer bothered with perfume. I did however, get into essential oils and their healing properties, and was delighted by the scents of the oils. I keep a mix of oil and alcohol to use as a perfume, (in a little spray atomizer){after I wrote this, guess what, it was stolen (Dr’s receptionists related) }. I favour Geranium, Orange or Lime or Grapefruit… actually so many, and different combos. Recently shopping, I saw 2 of my old favorite perfumes on special, so I thought I should again get the Red and the Red Door. OMG how disgusting they were! I’m not sure whether I’ve just acclimatized to the natural scents of the essential oils, or they have changed those perfumes, but yuk, so fake and artificial! And I distinctly remember the Red Door having a wormwood type smell, but the Red Door that I purchased in 2023, didn’t resemble anything to wormwood, so it’s probably both. 2. Witch Hunt (and Bush Turkey having fun with himself, smashing my mirror with its reflection attacks) I think I need to do a whole new story for this situation. It was an incident that sums up most of my adult life, and the problems that I have in Australia - big problems that are out of my control, and (underneath it all) have nothing to do with me - I don't know any of the people involved -but there are a lot of other people involved. I suspect they are NEGS Girls, from an older year, the school I went to 30 years ago now, back in Armidale, NSW. I did a brief review of the situation, as it happened in a Subway in Gunnedah; it is written in my list of 'ban' reviews on Google Maps. And the above top right photo shows a local Bush Turkey having fun with himself, smashing my mirror with its reflection attacks – somewhat appropriate for this story – and HEY, it’s not my fault most people are ‘birdbrain’. GET OFF MY BACK (sidebar; my 4yr old sister was attacked by a turkey, it climbed on her back and scratched her all up). Perhaps the whole family suffers from ‘turkey attacks!” Back in 2016 or so, I decided that I would try the new subway in Gunnedah after it opened. I went in there, patiently waited my turn, and placed my order. As I was waiting, I noted there were two women next to me who were mildly harassing me; they there behaving very strangely, (quite typical at that point, all in a day’s outing….) but also there were what sounded like two youngish girls on the overhead radio that was blaring in the shop, who also were sounding a little strange, and seemingly being nasty - dogs on my back. As the lady behind the counter was making my sub, I could see her doing it, so I told her in a friendly voice that it looked delicious. And in that moment EVERYTHING changed; the two dogs who were beside me suddenly left (they did not take an order with them), and the dogs on the radio suddenly stopped talking, and music started to play. Now, I don't know if you can see what happened from my explanation, but there was definitely something going on in this shop involving me being bullied, until I spoke in a friendly manner to the shop girl. But, I mean I ALWAYS speak in a friendly manner to the shop girl. This is just an example of bullies trying to make me into a villain, and trying to justify that what they're doing, by following me and harassing me, is the right thing to do, as "I am a baddie". So, they tell themselves, that by their presence (by their fabulous presence), I will now "behave" – such an ego! This kind of bullying, happens all the time. And I'm fairly certain, to the extent that someone (Someone who organises those bully dogs) sent a girl to spy on me in class even, when I went down to Melbourne to RMIT, she said she was from Gunnedah but I'm pretty sure she was not. And the incident on the Wildcat last year, when I went out on my snorkelling day trip, with the 3 Ibuprofen tablets that were stolen from my new ibuprofen tab. And many many such other encounters, just the same. I have bully dogs who follow me everywhere I go, and they make a point of stating "WE ARE WATCHING YOU". Like some sort of deranged lunatic big sister. Someone implied to me one day (as not everyone who walks around the street are as blind as bats, and don't notice what's going on right in front of their noses), I guess it was someone who was observant, implied that it was like watching a witch hunt. And I can assure you that's what it feels like, when I have dogs following me, and harassing me wherever I go in this manner - I can't actually do anything or go anywhere without it being majorly unpleasant. All of the time…. I hope those dogs get their comeuppance, and I hope they burn in hell. Burn in hell you stupid bullies – {and look what you have done, created this whole DIM view of women}. (One woman told me recently that; the Black Plague was a direct revenge from God, for burning women at the stake). Burning women at the stake - can you actually comprehend how anyone could do that? At least they have evolved a little bit from doing that, to now only verbal harassment and theft. I guess I am still ‘before my time’. You know back in 2020, when I was falsely imprisoned for those 7 days in Bundaberg, by stupid Sharon Morgan, I didn't really talk about all the MANY instances, where I have been followed and harassed. I did mention it once briefly, vaguely, to Dr Alex and I was immediately shut down with statements of "Only crazy people think they're being followed and harassed." So, this is my biggest 'fuel', at the moment against mental health workers, and why mental health workers are so STUPID - they have absolutely no understanding of this type of behaviour that goes on in the community, by the powers that be. Or want to pretend (for some bizarre reason) that it does not happen. And a lot of people are involved, in the "witch hunt", it's not just like a little secret sect of people who are harassing me. Many many people, many other women, dog women, are involved in this harassment and torture. Stupid Dr Alex McClymont. Someone implied, he did this deliberately in order for me to write about, and pay attention to what's happening to me, because they are all aware that I get harassed and followed in this manner, and they think it's going to do major psychological damage if I don't do something about it. I am not sure if he knew. Infact no, this was not the case, he really thinks his job is legit! I’m thinking more like stoopid, as they there, are really only interested in putting people on medication and making money. On my release day he signed me “the finger” sitting across from me – as I was right, he was wrong, so he did not like it, he was pissed off. NOT CRAZY. It’s really true (idiot). That institution in Bundaberg ought to be closed down, all Doctors involved should be sent home, and should certainly not be given any money, or be paid in anyway, EVER - they are pathetically hopeless. And I know this would be the same with many other "Psychiatrist, Doctors and Mental Health workers, all across the world, not just in Australia; So clueless it's absurd, and I feel like I'm surrounded by morons. Anyway, I have kind of written on my blog about how I'm dealing with them, and using my blog as a carthartic way to deal with these persecutors, and thus exposing them, when nobody wants to believe that it's true. So now, - as these persecutors really don’t want the public to know what they do, the “witchhunt” - they are way less obvious now, compared to the past - but they still persist. I can assure you, on a daily basis, I am still harassed. Hey Subway, turn your goddam radio off. 3. TV’s Little Bimbo Bully Bitches So, I've just put this together today, as whenever I go outside my unit into my car port, I've noticed the little bitch who has moved in next door, starts to pretend phone call me – she is a bored bully. She also does “commentating”; so, if I go to do washing, I can hear her literally talking to herself “Now she’s going to do some washing”. -OH NO, NOTHING ANNOYING ABOUT THAT AT ALL. She is a ‘mirror reflection bimbo’. And I want to just add to that “commentating”, this is what I’m talking about when I mean ‘fake phone bullying’, or ‘pretend phone call me’, because some of them do that “commentating”, as if they were speaking to someone else, or me, on the phone. Only they’re not actually speaking to somebody else, they’re “commentating” about what I am doing. But they don’t want to appear as if they are crazy and talking to themselves, so they hold up a phone. (!) This happens a lot to me, I have done a few photo stories about it, The Phone Bimbos or something….. Often I hear that neighbour talking to someone else too. There are sound proofing issues here. You know, I think, maybe her real motive here is to piss me off. Because usually I'm quite happy person, despite all the theft and torment, stolen farm and stolen pool…..But, I am usually in a good frame of mind, especially in the new morning of each day, before any human encounters! But after I go outside and hear mirror bimbos, my frame of mind changes. Bullies don’t like happy people; their dysfunction drives there annoying behaviour. So, by being a nuisance, she ‘piss’s off’, thus destroying any happy feelings, and giving her satisfaction that I am no longer in a happy frame of mind. Totally sick. There are many old men who do this too, I suspect its past on from a dysfunctional father to a daughter. I noted, usually when I go outside to the car port, it is to do my potting up / plant related things, woodworking, washing – all when it’s still early morning and cool, as it is so hot and humid here at most times. And so, this is usually before I have my daily shower. And, I know, it’s not like I smell or anything, no BO, plus, also, the wind here blows south to north, always, and I am north of those new neighbours. So, whenever they cook outside, I can smell it, but if I am cooking – they would not be able to smell it, only my neighbour on the other side (Danielle, she said, her names were, would be able to smell anything from next door – I have had no complaints from her about anything). But I believe this little girl next door is having a go at Oprah - because Oprah, some years ago now, mentioned on one of her shows, that; if there's a girl who smells, then it's okay to bully her. It was quite irresponsible of Oprah, and nonthinking. I suspect possible puppetry going on here, with me being the target. It was one of those unfortunate situations on air, that didn't have enough thought put into it, and I’m sure, if, she even remembers back to it, (I doubt she does, given the nature of how puppeteer’s work), but she would regret saying it; and would most likely have meant to say “it is ok, to say something to someone who smells – discreetly, politely with respect, so the girl can rectify the situation. IT IS CERTAINLY NOT OK TO BULLY ANYONE UNDER ANY CIRMCUSTANCES. But so – there’s that element of complete ‘stupid little girl bimbo’, like my new neighbour, who hears something like that from the revered Oprah, and goes on the bully rampaid – for fun. Oprah says its ok! (Course it could be Oprah’s competition having a go at her? - as far as I know, Oprah has long since retired, and deservedly so, she was a positive force in family relationships and greater collective consciousness stuff. Not that I watched that show much back when it was on, but the few times I did, that was my impression of her – all good, possibly only falling victim to product placement adds. She wants a robot vacuum!) But little bimbo girls, have taken that faux pas, as, oh how they enjoy being the bimbo dominatrix. That neighbour has done it now at least 4 times, when I go outside into the carport, before I wrote this, and now, it’s pretty much every morning, when she is here. And, I recall my last landlord, Cate Rogers (Wainberg 2nd born), doing it once too with some guy/ Apple related messenger call – she later stole my left over 1L of pink paint; I had been painting my dresser at the time, OUTSIDE, on my veranda. Plus, last Monday MORNING when I went to Woollies to click and collect, that neighbour was home, and I suspect she, plus my x landlord Cate Rogers, and or their minions, broke into my house and stole several items, along the same lines as the pink paint,- as punishment for going outside in the MORNING before showering (?) THEY ARE DISGUSTING. (later told that was old men doing that). I think she's waiting for me to write about it; RACK off you stupid little dogs. (They stole: Another frozen chicken breast, {about 12 have been taken now}, my mini pink lotus plant and red cherry shrimp, my good set aside Pima cotton seeds, a chip placed in Serenity Rose Cup (Di Sandron related, as I ordered 2 replacement from her which she never delivered – idiotic thief – don’t blame me for your lack of communication you stupid bimbo), my brown gradient reading glasses and my black with purple arm reading glasses – all those things stolen on Monday 18th Dec 2023, that’s just what I have noticed so far.) So, I've just put this together today; their bullying is about going outside in the morning with or without showering first; (as I am fairly sure now, I DID shower before I went down to Woollies that Monday, as I washed my hair, I like to wash my hair before going in to town, especially before it was cut.) see how they are trying to make me crazy, I believe the term is gas lighting. Good thing I had a healthy child hood – you sure as hell need it, living in Australia amongst all the fucked up people. (its like when they try to tell me what day I ought to wash my hair too). So, I can see bullies trying to save themselves, by stating “we bully her because she smells” – she deserves being bullied. WELL actually, NO, I do not smell, thanks very much. They really are just mere pathetic little bullies, undeserved of anything. And so typical a bimbo, who is starting to recognise finally their stupid bully behaviour, and then trying to save themselves with more stupid bully behaviour. I know there are certain vermin who deliberatley try to humiliate a woman via smells, a big humiliation unspoken thing. {Wesdale convenience store – you will be burning in hell}. You know I think those people see me as a single woman, so that is someone desirable, and so try to start a little cat and mouse game; it's like they have no idea that they are vermin! Lol So, just to clarify, this is now their reason for fake phone bullying / stealing! ABSURD. So now I know THEIR issue - I'm going to make a point of not having a shower ever again, when I go anywhere ever! (so, suck shit you stupid little bully bitches – I hope you get infumed with bad fragrance!). You don't get to say, in any aspect of my life, whether it be going outside, or going down to Woollies, or showering – comprehende? {I suspect also, their main issue is shopping at Woollies. “Get back down there” – they want me shopping at IGA? – I noted they specifically steal Woolworths items that had been on special “ your not special at al”} Btw, that new girl spoke to me that day, for the first time, actually she accosted me when I was outside collecting some leaf mulch. She said her name was Jackie, she is short, skinny, with brown hair, maybe 30’s. The car above is what she drives, and number plate 049hd6. Go get her dogs. She said she works 7 days, then stays here for 7 days – she gets bored in those 7 days here. But she has been here since xmas not working. Possible liar about work – typical dog – “I work hard” – when not working at all. maybe she is trying to impress someone? She ought to have a mortgage, it’s strange they are living here anyway, it’s like they are taking someone else’s spot. This really is a low maintenance small unit for older singles. Also btw, maybe relevant, when I do have a shower, my neighbours can hear, such is the non existant sound proofing here in this old motel. And in the morning, is when my new disgusting neighbours chain-smoke - it is so revolting, they both smoke, and if they're not standing in their doorway for the wind to take the smoke into the unit and out the other side through the little window then the smoke comes over into my unit and carport - it is so vile I can't stand to be out there when they're smoking, and they seem to smoke every five minutes before 12. So, there is a lot of dashing in and out, holding my breath. I don't see why I should have to put up with that? I've put in a complaint to the landlord so far they haven't got back to me. Actually, I think that new neighbour talks to the realestates every morning? -really loudly so I can hear. Really annoyingly. “yeah, unlike other neighbour, I can’t hear you!” I tried to report all those stolen items and her, to the police, but their portal was not working, and their station here is closed for Christmas. (Although I know that girl will deny everything anyway, and try to make me sound crazy). I am not crazy, and I am not making this absurdity up. I also requested to the landlord that a full partition be built to replace the ‘part’ partition in the carport. They ignored my request, and have started the ball rolling for Notice to Remedy Breach. {Which means termination of lease can be issued}. Ironically it is me who ought to be issuing them with a Notice to Remedy Breach, as there is a tree blocking the gutters, causing damp issues, then mould and health problems – a branch needs to be cut down – why the landlord has not done this is a little beyond my comprehension, as; as is, they are going to have to replace the whole back wall, costing thousands, and thousands – stupid landlord. Also, about the thieving I was so fed up with losing my frozen chicken breasts, and not having enough to feed my cat, that I decided to make a YouTube video about it, especially since the police don't do anything about it, plus don't even believe me. (Although I did mention that to someone in council and she said to contact local MP about the police, because they ought to be doing something about it, and disbelieving someone who puts in a complaint of theft, is just PLAIN BULLYING.) I can see I ought to have put in a complaint with the MP in Gin Gin in regards to Sharon Morgan not believing me and thinking I was crazy, but I don't think the MPs down there, are savvy enough to do anything about that either. Anyway, while making my YouTube video, I was going to show the front fly screen door locked, and say, - see, locked, so how are they getting in? While I was saying that, I was just fiddling around with the lock, and after continued attempts at turning it clockwise; lo and behold it just opened for me - so that's how they were doing it, getting inside my unit while I sleep. Yuk. It would've been broken the whole time I've been here, and this explains so many items that have been stolen, and also some odd things that have happened when I wake up in the morning, like objects moved. I did request a new security door to Real-estate after this, and told them why, including all the thefts that have occurred here, and she said they would just replace the broken lock on the old fly screen door. So, it's now fixed, I am a little concerned that will just break again, but I guess I will notice if that happens because more food will be stolen out of the fridge. Anyway, my brother and his wife put on a fancy expensive security door on their house.,, but they were still burgled. {I personally believe this is related to me, and the dogs that follow me around; they know I have a brother, so targeted him too – the DOG NETWORK. ALL GOINGG BACK TO Racheal Wainberg’s sister and that day at the triathlon in their green Mercedes}. That plus his neighbours are dogs. I think the real-estate just ignored the partition request. Also, about that new neighbour, Jackie, I don't know her, but maybe she is familiar? I just get the sense that she's from Colosseum?? Colosseum is where I started having food stolen out of my fridge / freezer. I had other things taken from that farm house too. I suspect she has got something to do with it because since they arrived, I've had heaped more food stolen, and plus the piece of jewellery that was stolen at Colosseum turned up on my floor in my sewing room one morning. So, I'm not sure what their point is in returning it then just continuing to steal more?? But that's seemingly what they're doing. Ah – like I say to all the 1000’s of stupid female bullies and thieves who later hang around me as they realized they have fucked up and yell out sorry; ask God to forgive you, because I am not going to, you stupid little girls. How could you be so stupid to think that I would? How arrogant are you. I do not forgive you. I have stress related reasons. Am I still writing this blog? Am I still suffering from a Collapsed Arch? Do I still not have my own place? These things cannot be undone. The following week after writing this, I remembered why I associated that girl with colosseum aswell as food thefts and returned figure 8 clasp; I did see her, it was in Miriam Vale, she was under one of those giant figs that grow there, with some other young people. {See I see everything eventually}. Her dark hair is slightly curly. This reminds me of the Centrelink dogs who went and got bullies from my past, and put them in as my fake ‘jobs provider’, back when attending appointments was compulsory. I feel this along the same kind of lines; like somebody has gotten those thieves who lived at Colosseum, - they figured out who it was, and have wanted to teach them a lesson, so they've put them in next door to me, where they can get an insight into exactly how I feel about them! Lol! - so, they can have a chance to realise how stupid they are, and how much they fucked up, - as most women have no idea how stupid they are. Also, there's a lady here who usually gets my rubbish bin in for me every fortnight or so, she gets in several peoples, she walks her little dog, she just started doing it one time. And last week I gave her some homemade rocky road to say thank you, and this week she just has decided not to get the rubbish bin in - maybe she didn't like the chocolate?? But possibly, playing sides with the new neighbours, just like the previous one did, who lived there before, the old 71-year-old biker rev head. Dogs who play sides- its huge in little people world. Stop breeding multiples you bimbo mothers. I'm pretty sure the guy who put the new lock on my door, stole my list of freezer food, that was magnated on my fridge. Weird. I had started to keep track of all the food that goes into my freezer. (Do I still have to keep track of all the banality in life?) So, the next morning after he fixed the lock, I came out and noted my A4 page was gone. I think he would've taken it while he was here rather than breaking in on my new lock while I slept? I've talked about this numerous times on my blog, how anyone who came to my place, would inevitably steal something. They did it at Rangari, they did it at Builyan, and now they're doing it here – the guy who updated the fire alarms couple of months back took something as well, although I'm not entirely sure what, I have so much stuff and junk on my desk it could've been anything. This thievery is UNACCEPTABEL, and certainly not trivial. I did start putting cameras on, but that guy tuned up unexpectedly early. Later I noted my large floss was missing too. And, a little birdy told me, stealing from me and harassing me when I leave my unit is about old NEGS girls, and their dysfunction with wanting other girls to stay in their own house – like they did at boarding school - or something like that? Weird. Also, they do not want anyone to travel anywhere ever, because of the petrol fumes being bad for the environment. So apparently if I do not go anywhere, no one else will go anywhere either, and the world will be saved! – STUPID DOGS. {Although like I have stated, I do have a large number of idiots in cars who follow me around wherever I go}. All of which actually has nothing to do with me, aside from the fact that all other people do is lie, steal and bully. How many times can I say RACK OFF. You see movies with women going through bad circumstances with their husband who has turned into a narcissist, and starts gaslighting her. I've seen several movies like it, true stories, and eventually, slowly but surely, she comes to the realisation that her husband is actually the enemy, and she needs to escape the marriage. And indeed it can be life and death situation when she comes to this realisation and tries to escape. So, I mean, what the hell? I'm not married, I don't have anyone in my life - yet still, I get narcs trying to entangle me in their dysfunction. It's like all married women have finally got rid of all the stupid narcs, and so now all the narcs are loose on the street, and looking for ways to impact their dysfunction, so a single woman seems to be the perfect person for them, as there are no witnesses (little do they know). Well those people ought to be careful, because when you deal with me, you get cured. Get it? (hence why I have so many stupid bloody bimbo's apologising to me, literally dozens and dozens). 4. Mouldy Shoes, Mouldy Belt, Mouldy Table Tops, Mouldy Drawers, Mouldy Ceilings, Mouldy Cat Biscuits Getting a little tired of oppressive people trying to tell me to be grateful. You try permanently living in a motel room full of mould. One rainy night I woke feeling nauseous, there’s so much mould in the air it literally made me feel sick. My landlord put the rent up $40/per fortnight – not impressed. 1 yr later btw, less rain this year unlike the drought breaking rains last year, so way less mould, thankgoodness; I keep the ceiling fans on 24/7 in kitchen, under my futon, and on in sewing/storage room, this does the trick; air circulation. Really every dwelling needs cross air ventilation - crossways; North to South and East to West. This unit only has East to West, if that at all with small windows, but the wind usually blows North to South, hence mould. CROSSWAYS AIR VENTILATION 5. Re-occurring Dreams I think dreams are a little fascinating and mysterious, here are some of my dreams I remember – (like a sample grain of sand, from the vast amount I have had). I usually forget to write them down too, for the small few that I remember. 2019 Shopping with some girl who looks like that blonde girl from the block, yrs ago? I think I was dreaming about that girl, because I was watching YouTube that day, and an add came on about Rent2Buy on realestate.com, and the couple in it talking about the offer, looked like, (and so much so that I think it was), my little brother and that blonde girl!! (I think her name is Bec, later she was at Mackay tyre place?? My facial recognising skills are not very good, – but later that arvo, the police fined me $500 – I blame her. DO NOT SEND ME FAMOUS PEOPLE, THERE IS TOO MUCH JEALOUSY FROM THE POLICE!! 3 TICKETS so far, fake tickets! And they have threatened me with more, plus stole 4 of my good big gardening buckets. I will include that story here too, as it is a typical day out for me, involving multiple thefts – this is how they do it – sneaky, organized and business, government and tv industry are involved – all 3 conglomerates following me around obsessed – it’s like they are tied by a piece of string to my waist, and I am pulling them everywhere I go; Bec from the Block was at the tyre shop (I did not recognize her for another 3 days) – when I was there she ordered 4 new tyres for me, she was only there initially (they had a blonde look alike there the next week when I got the new tyres; they were all rude, at least 4 staff near waiting room, constantly calling each other and hanging up). Anyway, this tyre shop came up with a plan to steal from their customers – and they want me to write about it on my blog in an attempt to show off – I guess show off to the people at channel 9, and the ABC? Who knows. So how they do it: is tell me initially “oh that tyre (pointing to a tyre) is really bad, its going blow, you have to swap it with your spare – and we can’t let you leave today unless we swap it right now – its just too dangerous otherwise. (no doubt, spotted beforehand, even before I enter the shop?). So, I, thinking they are doing me a favour, say, sure go ahead; they swap it, putting the good spare on the 1 of the 4 car tyres. So, the following week when customer returns to have the 4 tyres swapped over, they take the good spare one off too, and then charge you the fee for taking it – (so they can give it to their friend who has same car). Total scam. But would only work if your spare tyre was a worthy enough tyre, in my case, guess it was – the one they swapped it for, later when I look at it, – is REALLY BAD – they sure as hec did NOT do me any favours – and if I had to use it – it may just blow straight away. So, it is THE prominent tyre business in Mackay who did this – normally I have no problems naming and shaming, but this tyre shop wants to boast about how they can steal – {they are mucked people}, and I certainly will not be involved in their thieving boastful scheme. Also, I went to a tyre shop before that one, who gave me a ridiculous quote, like he wanted me to go to the tyre shop down the road – a plot by all the tyre business in Mackay to steal from old ugly ladies? (No wonder last month, a whole heap of old ladies turned up at the electrics place, as I was leaving – as that business did not steal from me!! I guess it must be a common problem for young car mechanics to steal from old ugly women – most of them are all artholes. Bec from the Block had put something on her tooth, it was odd – and that day I was visiting the mucked hospital dentist in Mackay). A plot by tyre business and hospital and mucked police? Way to make me feel superior in everyway - you stupid little thieves - when you do shit like this, you give your power away. Morons. 30/07/2022 Glass house dreams – another one, this one I have a lot. Both sides of house all glass, can see neighbours, they can see me – it is horrible, a nightmare that I had to pretend was just a dream. I think Rove McManus was showing it to me, like a real estate agent! Also, David Heywood was there! 31/07/2022 – shopping mall dream again, shopping with 2 girls who wanted me to think about baubles? 2016 All week one week, back when I lived at Rangari, I was dreaming about being like a kangaroo and being able to go jumping with the kangaroos! And when I say jumping, I mean flying, because with every bound, a whole paddock would go by! It was the most extraordinary dream experience! I believe what prompted this dream was the installation of my pool, unfortunately one night I drew back the covers and there was a drowned young kangaroo, he had managed to jump in, and couldn’t get out. So, I lifted this heavy wet kangaroo out and I took it right round to the other side where I knew the kangaroos were and I showed them this dead kangaroo - I told them to stay away from the pool. (They didn’t seem too concerned about the whole thing). I put the dead kangaroo under a big old tree in the pine forest. But I didn’t have any more problems with kangaroos in the pool. Just those fascinating dreams. Btw, I was watching Netflix recently, years later, and the opening scene of this one movie, had a camera on their head; what seemed to be a giant person, - we could not actually see the person, just the view from camera on his forehead, and he was jumping from spot to spot, in open paddocks. My dream was just like that! Only faster, much. The guy in the camera, the giant, appeared to be out of breath, and a bit slow! 2017 Someone on Australian TV deliberately sends me snakes, so I dream about them – a dream pervert who is sick of looking at my cats. I do not like dreaming of snakes. 2001 I remember I started dreaming about driving my car and crashing, like I think I used to drive a lot in my dreams, but in 2001 or thereabouts, I started crashing the car, even when full of people, like major crash, as in, going off a cliff. I am not sure why this is – I have never crashed my car, ever, before then or since (I may have bumped the garage door once or twice, not to mention reversing into the tree on the driveway once). And I drive regularly during waking hours. It may have been a part of the 10yrs worth of dogs in my life – see below. Or, I did catch a virus or flue of some sort then from the neighbour high school teacher, maybe it is related to that – virus affecting brain, causing trauma in turn causing brain negativity?? Or possibly this is all the reality I can do in my dream, like I need a total break from thinking, from “driving” being incontrol all the time, too much! 2021 The little dogs are back and they give me cigarettes, I feel like this is been an ongoing dream every so often, since 2016. Read further about that in “Can't sit still 2017 at Rangari House Garden”. I think I have noticed about my dreams; the first 10 years of my adult life, I did not have any ‘dogs’ in my dreams (I refer to girls who hound me, and annoy the crap out of me, like steal from me, verbally harass me, and try to control me, as dogs){A deserved title.} So, I think they suddenly appeared in my dreams too, around about 2002, it’s like a happy person can last about 10 years of going through constant crap in life, before their dreams, and thus personality changes to be way more cynical. I recall at one point, when I was forced to attend job appointments with Cassandra Dunstan, around 2016 – my dreams at this time took a major dive, it was like constant dogs tormenting all night, it was REVOLTING, I would wake up frequently still seeing all these little bitches yelling at me, - with maybe Cassandra and her evil friends bullying me badly, crazy dreams – maybe her daughter is involved. She was possibly the young girl at Bundaberg “safetygirl” – she was bloody disrespectful. It was like then, I have literally, ‘walked through the valley of the dead’. They know not what they do. Asleep stupids. Unfortunatly I sometimes dream about stupid bitches at Centrelink too. When I am abruptly awoken, like a car door slam outside, I remember the dream - so awful – such cunts. 2022 - 2024 I’m remembering quite a few dreams atm, about having fun in my dreams, on my own, like swimming in a big ocean. I love swimming. Then suddenly every night I have these extra good dreams, (and, I think it’s about 4 o’clock every morning), an awful person comes along in my dream and destroys my fun, atm, it’s usually male, sometimes it’s 2 of them. They stare at me. So, then I wake up, annoyed, sometimes not even knowing why unless I have remembered the dream before the baddies. {Most of my fun dreams consisted of water related activities}. Every now and again for years: I also regularly dream about watching movies, it’s like I create a movie in my mind. Sometimes the scenario is so vivid, it’s like someone else has created it, and I am just merrily watching it as a viewer? Every now and again for years: Sometimes I feel like I’m being tricked in my sleep, a few times now: Like there is a deliberate noise outside to wake me up (once it happened and I am pretty sure I heard the words “wake her up now” as if talking to someone outside my bedroom window? – that was at Rangari), so I get awoken, and at that instant, I get an image, an image flashes into my mind, like still apart of dream state image – a surreal image, only I feel awake, I am awake. And I feel like the surreal image is the distraction, a distraction to stop me from remembering what I was dreaming about. Like an evil person is sending me an image. I get a strong feeling that there is something else that I just missed, and I can’t remember what it was, due to the distraction. it was bad and something that should be remembered. 2022 Negative Nancy dreams, at Sarina, at one point, I was dreaming about mass killings and wars; I was advised I was having these dreams because of my next-door neighbour old man. Can’t remember his name now, could have been Nev aswell- 2 Nev’s there? I mentioned on my blog I was having problems from this old man who lives a few units down from me at Sarina, and I've never spoken to him but he seemed to have a total grudge against me, it was him that pushed the big fire ladder on my car, I think he smashed my tail light too, and he sometimes just lurks about at Nev's, my other old man neighbour, like wanting to know what I was up to, like a pervert, trying to eavesdrop through the carport semi walls. Anyway, around this time when he was lurking about, I was having these awful dreams, that were like war dreams, and mass killings, really gruesome, vivid, violent brutality; I'd wake up absolutely disgusted. So, I was advised, by little birdy, it was because of that old man; he's been to war, and so that's what his dreams consist of now, all the time, and that's how his mind works during the day too, which is why he has a grudge against me, an automatic “war hate”. He's been psychologically ruined because he chose to go to war back in the day. Brain washed idiot, I guess. The government is not your friend. Part of me wants to say it ‘serves him right. What did he expect if you go and murder people – MURDERER’. And stay the fuck out of my life, you’re sure as hell not welcome in it. No war dreams for me thanks very much. It was around that time, when I wrote my ‘ways to get rid of pricks’. Perfect example. So, this is what happens to you if you go to war; you have lifetime scars of hate, filled with hate because you went to war - and you infect everyone around you, for the rest of your life. One of the best purchases I have ever made, was my beautiful pink shaggy rag. At that unit, it got mould on it where it was stored under my futon. So one day I cleaned it, had it on the Ute shampooing and lathering it up, I got it super clean, as there was no sun there, I had to drive the Ute out to the top of the car park area and leave it dangling over the ute bar all day to dry, two days it took. And on both days when I went up to get it in the evening, a big tuft had been pulled out, right at eye sight level, I suspect it was this old man, vandalizing the “pink” due to his hate personality. His mother was probably to blame too. It’s always the mothers fault. 6.Ridiculous Rent Prices 2022 I have been looking on domain.com and realestate.com, at rentals. I am AMAZED by what is on offer. Talk to anyone, they will tell you there’s nothing available, and what they really mean by that, is that there is nothing affordable available. These 6 houses that I have shown above, (removed due to size problems, but you can see it here: https://photos.app.goo.gl/yBUzKtsqe6jXLPk96 ), are the average price of where an, anywhere near half decent house/unit begins, and what I would want, the kind of standard living situation appropriate for a single lady in her late 40’s - around the $420 per week mark, nothing flash, just clean normal sized rooms, standard garden/garage. Now this price range, is WAY OUT of my budget, I couldn’t afford this even if I scrimped and starved each week, it is considerably more than my weekly income. So, the housing under this $420 mark, is very limited, there’s hardly any listings at all. But there are many in the $400 and $500 range. Now I am curious, because, just who are the naive people that are paying these $400 and $500 rent prices? Because if you see this listing on the left, it is a “Rent to Own” house, these houses have been around for a while, this particular one doesn’t have the weekly repayment price shown on the listing, but last month they did, and it was $300. So, for $300 a week {which by the way is unfortunatly still out of my price range}, after X number of years they will end up owning it. It just seems ludicrous paying any more than $300 a week in rent, when they have this offer, especially. I mean unless it’s in the short-term situation, say for an emergency purposes, I mean people‘s needs are wide and varied, but for an average person wanting somewhere to live paying rent prices of above $300 into somebody else’s pocket is LUDACRIS. Either Rent to Own, or get a mortgage, and pay the same weekly repayments. I know I’m not the only one that thinks so, hence the shortage of rentals between $150 and $250 per week. {I spoke to a broker who could offer me a 20-year home loan, on a $100,000 2-bedroom unit for $110 weekly repayments, that is 65% cheaper than the cheapest rental option I could find, and currently pay.} But the CBA bank rejected my home loan application. The local Sarina Auswide Bank, never even bothered to respond. I am still waiting on a 3rd response from a seemingly non-bank business – that one could be a false-hope thing that IT nerds and Telstra do? Still waiting. Still waiting. Still waiting. Infact more about “false-hope thing”, as it seems to happen a lot, in all other areas. It seems to be a ‘fun game’ for retarded antagonist (people whose parent/s was a drunk), bored power-trippers do it “We got you We got you!” “We tricked you We tricked you!” I personally do not see the amusement (even if it were in regards, to someone else). A lie is a lie. Mere pathetic LIARS. Also, by the way I noticed there is student accommodation listed, and I don’t know if anyone knows what Austudy allowance is (now called Youth Allowance), but the housing prices listed for student accommodation, were more than what the Austudy income is! What the hell – do they suddenly not have any common sense? Outrages prices at the moment. I noted also, a suburb way out in remote Australia, has for some years always been relative cheap, but not anymore. Rents have skyrocketed out there, but the quality of the housing hasn’t changed – still old and crap. Plus, I can see from the streets, from the gardens, the front yards in google maps, that no one in that town has any pride whatsoever. I saw in the description of 1 such house up for rent now at ludacris rent price “we won’t consider any application unless your income is XX” – XX being three times the price of the ludacris rent. I was outraged by that, simply outraged. It’s like those rental girls acknowledge the fact that their town is somewhat lacking in style and substance, so their plan to remedy that, is to try to get rich people, in to their crappy little houses, so they can spend money in their crappy town, to try and improve it. Absurd. Real Estates are disgraceful. I should be happy not to live in crap town. I see in Dec 2023; the federal government is finally recognising the dire rental situation and is attempting to do something about it by halving immigration applicants for next year. Have they seen Pendle Hill and the Sydney Western Suburbs out their – shanty town now. So I would say 20 years too late to be trying to rectify the problem. 7. Natural Swim Pond Goal I have to include an image of this on my blog, because it has been a long term dream of mine to have a swim pond. I do realise I definitely cannot have one of these unless I am a homeowner. It would be a solid structure that cannot be moved. So, unfortunately, I don’t believe it will ever come to fruition, no matter how much conjuring I can manage. If the bank says no, it’s no - they have managed to be the masters of ‘Simon Says’. (For all those nazi people who want to play ‘Simon Says’, why don’t you get a job at the bank). I do find it a little strange in Australia of how many people have the traditional chlorine or salt pools, and have not put in a natural swim pond. I guess they think it would be too high maintenance, but I mean, that’s the fun of it, as well as being able to swim, fun work, so to speak. And, someone told me it is the opposite, low maintenance if you have a wetland or bog filter. Apparently, you need 2/3 of the pool as planted area, and 1/3 as an open swimming area, so a lot of plants would be needed. There are some really beautiful aquatic plants. Having a really deep substrate, would help immensely with filtration. I know I’ve lived at many addresses in Australia, where one of these would be perfectly suitable and doable, but it would have to be hidden from the road, so jealous neighbours can’t go on the attack or sneak in for a fling dip. 8. Outdated Snobby Rules from the Banks - who do reward and punishment - sickoes The people that live at this house are the trashy disrespectful people that beep their car horn at 3 o’clock in the morning, aswell as at various other times, disturbing the whole neighbourhood. I don’t know anything about the people who live there, except there is only one house, but they seem to have people living, or coming and going from their shed to the left of the house too, who, are the trouble makers mainly. I thought, possibly it was owned by the same person who owns our units next door, because I saw the landlords son do some work in front of their house, but upon checking domain.com, I can see it is not, it was purchased outright in 2021 for $85,000 {and what a bargain, it is bigger than the photo shows}. By the way that’s exactly what I’m talking about; a home loan repayment at $85,000 would be around about $105 per week, that’s more than twice less the price of a cheaper rental such as mine, not even a house. So, you may think, one would have to be a lunatic to rent, when you can just OWN and pay MUCH cheaper payment per week. Plus, you wouldn’t have stress of dealing with rental agencies, evictions, and annoying landlords. But the bimbos at Commonwealth Bank would refuse to sell low-income people a home loan like this - unless they’re in permanent full-time employment. Which doesn’t make any sense, because people who are unemployed, will STILL have to live somewhere, and pay rent, but they are forced to pay double the amount, (if not triple if you want an actual nice house, - do you get it? The people who have the least amount of money in life, have to pay double or triple to live?). With CBA’s reason as to why they rejected my application, being that I, as not someone in fulltime employment, must be IRRESPONSIBLE. {This is discrimination). They do PUNISHMENTS – they are nazis. (They also want ‘victims’ to pay rents, to make home owners richer; reward, punishment – they are fully sick) So, they have no problems giving home loans to dirty peace disturbers like my neighbours, but refuse someone who is like me, who is responsible, honest and an environmentally caring person (I sell seeds, part time – low income). It’s an area of NO COMMON SENSE, where naive SNOBBY bimbos have been allowed to apply this no common-sense rule. It’s like the “Oxford” gang from England is still trying to inflict their snobbery and discrimination. And, what’s more, CBA, especially, I have noted is big, (as in the guiltiest) on following through with the public primary school teachers scheme of “Gold Star Dog” theory. That being “the richer you are (the more gold stars you have), the more we will reward you with huge monetary privileges.” Well, CBA, do you really think, you should be basing your work philosophies, on young female nazi school teachers who powertrip lording over young kids? Or are you again, just letting yourself be still brainwashed by primary school teachers, and not thinking things through. I find in life, from time to time, I have come across other such instances of no-common-sense; like how the police used to not help look for a missing child if 48hrs had not passed – that was their RULE. But there were many times where it is was blatantly obvious that a child missing after only 10 minutes or so, would be a police matter. Oh, but their rule…. There are others, particularly in schools and institutes like hospitals and nursing homes. Where women dominate the industry. At these times, someone like me (someone who does not mind being the ‘bad’ guy often offending people to bring awareness), is needed to bring these non-sensical, old, outdated issues into light, otherwise bimbos will just keep going on abiding by the same rules and silly laws, not thinking about it. There are heaps of non-thinking people working and in those positions of power, heaps. This Commonwealth Bank home loan area is such an issue. I want to reiterate it; so someone who receives a government subsidy, like a farmer, of up to $20000 a year, plus they earn profits from their farm, is allowed to apply for a home loan, but someone receiving just slightly over than that subsidy amount, on employments, CANNOT apply for a home loan; as the farmer is deemed more responsible than the person who is basically still receiving the same amount of money from the government. Now, if their argument was, well, the farmer would have more money at the end of the day due to their farm work, so that’s why we would give it to them (I understand famers can make upwards of $150,000 before the subsidy was removed, (wow),) BUT that is not their argument, the banks argument is not based on money, it is based on the fact that someone receiving that unemployment payment is considered high risk and irresponsible. Such irony when the farmer is also receiving gov money – they are just the same as unemployed in this respect. But ass rents are twice, if not 3 times as much as a mortgage repayment would be, which is WHAT they should be looking at – “can this person be proven to repay the mortgage?” – that’s all they ought to be looking at. {And I have 30 years’ worth of rent receipts to prove that, and bank records.} So, they are not applying common-sense and are just being BANK BITCHES. Wake up please. (Apparently all the banks have this rule, according to a home loan broker in Mackay. I did try to apply to several others, all online application, but NONE of them contacted me back. How rude!) I have notified my local politician about this issue, as it needs to be re-assessed. In the past, when I have encounted such nonsensical issues, I have contacted my local politician, and they have, indeed fixed or attempted to fix, or at least got the ball rolling for a transformation. Writing to politicians is essential to getting positive changes in Australia. They really can make good things happen, not all of them wrought the system. Although, I have heard, there are politicians who go over to Indonesia and spawn orphans (in the 1000’s) within the local ‘woman of the street’ industry, so probably best that you don’t contact those ones. At any rate, I suspect they will do something about this, but in 30years time, when the person who made the rule, is dead, and nobodies feelings or ego will be hurt. 9. Just Some of my Fruit Trees – Out Of 60 Having rented all my adult life – near 33 years this year. I have planted fruit trees in many of the rentals, especially ones in rural areas. I would’ve purchased close to 60 fruit trees now! And here I am living in a long-established garden, in QLD, that has absolutely no fruit trees! So strange that even in garden full of deliberate planted areas, there are no edibles. I just don’t know what those people were thinking about, all day long – do they not know how good a freshly ripened piece of fruit is, compared to a mass produced “long shelf life” fruit (or vege), that comes from the supermarket?? They seem to be clueless in this area, - are they suffering from “dull taste buds”? I know how popular it is to be a drunk in Australia, perhaps the alcohol has affected their taste buds? You know fruit trees are readily available from practically every nursery, plus they can handle grey water. So, there is NO excuses. Plant several in your backyard today! 10. Rent to Own Scheme who DISCRIMINATES plus natural feelings of “I Want” I thought this was brilliant, my sister and her partner did it in Darwin many years ago. It has been around for a while. It is a real offer. But look what happened when I applied. The reason I was declined, is because they discriminate. Pure and simple discrimination. When my current rent (one of the cheapest on the market) is twice as much as a mortgage repayment, it is nothing but blatant discrimination. And any cry of credit rating is just an excuse, when there is paperwork of paid rent, for years and years and years. (I never have had any depts, only a Credit Card in good order). Actually, I had a thing with credit when I was young, I was deeply opposed to it! And when CBA increased my credit limit without asking me, I was furious and cut it up with some scissors! Ho dare they try to get me into dept! I thought a credit card was only kind of an emergency. (no online shopping back then) Little did I know not having any credit would be such a detrimental thing later on in life. Btw, it was also difficult getting a new cc 20yrs later with online shopping. And twice I went to the bank and asked CBA for a car loan, but A BIG FAT NO on both occasions, even though the first time I was working full time. Oh wait, I forgot, Nissan Finance, my Daewoo car loan was through them, over 5 years, so ended up paying twice the price of the car. Infact as I look back at CBA over these last 30years, I realize it is them who are totally FUCKED. So, they pick and choose the type of person they offer it to. They choose ‘their favourites’. This is really an insidious form of discrimination that keeps poor people poor, and landlords rich. It’s a scheme designed specifically for landlords to protect them to make sure that they have income coming in. It is absolutely disgusting. That, plus having the power to be able to kick a renter around, like a whale tossing a seal, or being able barge in, whenever they wish, ‘lording’ over a renter, is there motivation, and it’s disgusting. With all the court cases that goes on against discrimination, why hasn’t this been addressed? This is way more important than sexual discrimination or race. It’s about money for goodness sakes; the whole world revolves around it. In fact, if you look at the big picture those situations where you think it’s about sex or race - you’ve been tricked into thinking that’s what it’s about, but really, it’s about poor people. No one wants anything to do with poor people. Btw, these organizations only arrange the mortgage via the bank, and they said it is the bank who automatically declines anyone a mortgage, if they are on a Centrelink unemployment benefit. So, I phoned the bank, to find out exactly why that would be when it could be proven that rents of twice the amount are regularly paid, and she said the reason why it’s automatic, and rents are not even looked at, is because anyone on such a benefit is automatically considered completely hopeless and irresponsible. See, discrimination. That green image above “I Want” When I realized I could get a mortgage, with repayments cheaper than my current rent, and any foreseeable rents in the future, given the rental crisis and rental crisis prediction of skyrocketing rents, I set out to see what was at the lower end of the market. When I first started looking, I found a unit for $100000, - so that was very doable, and immediately I put in for a mortgage application. I have written about it before on this blog, and I was personally given the “red light” on a mortgage. However, this did not deter me, and I still persisted with other lenders, and kept looking on Realestate.com and Domain. I noted in this time, cheaper unit prices jumped from $100000, to $200000 minimum. So shuks. Then I saw land, and self-building was a better option, and one that I would prefer, - not being a cookie cutter type of person. But again, price jumps. Its like just when I reach the line – they move it. I ended up finding a perfect patch of land, as shown above. It’s in a dry bushland sparsely populated area. That road shown above is actually a dead end, and tapers off into a fire trail down to the beach - no swimming, it’s a crocodile, alligator and stinger area. But still, I feel it will be perfect for me, very quiet, no water, meaning ‘unpopular’ and will keep prices down, which is why it has not been snapped up in my time of looking – aswell as the fact that it is a little overpriced as is, especially given the remoteness and ‘no water’, of it, so it’s still available. I mean high rainfall area would be nice to, but I know how to garden, cope / handle, and manage low rainfall climates. I mean if there were copious amounts of money, then I possibly would choose elsewhere, but I feel for my particular life situation, this place is perfect. Having said that, who knows about the crime rate in the area, it would be God awful, to be stuck amongst more thieving dog neighbours. {And no, police statistics would not tell me if it is a high crime rate area!lol) But it turns out, there are really no other lending options. Regardless of all those other companies who advertise mortgages, especially online, they all go through the bank anyway, and are really only looking for rich investors, who wont care too much about details like there rates are more expensive. 11. It’s official - the population doubled between 1970 and 2010 Did you know between 1970 and 2010, the WORLD population doubled! Literally doubled. I couldn’t believe this when I saw that information, delivered by the census in 2018, by the United States. No wonder there is a housing crisis in Australia - there’s not a chance in hell Australians would be organised enough, to come up with double the accommodation, in that time. So now 13 years later, it is worse, than a crisis in my opinion. I amongst many Queenslanders, have to resort to living in old motels. Once again, it’s like I’m the only one concerned about this disgraceful phenomena of over population. STOP BREEDING you pesty little rabbits. I blame all mothers with more than two children, for the fact that there is no proper housing for me and many many many other people, particularly single women, and old single men. 12. You Know, Kids who Play like this- Are Deeply Disturbed My little sister nearly drowned in such a manner around age 7 (?) with a young boy who had some behavioural problems. I believe he did not know that he was literally drowning his friend, but was using her as a ride toy. Thank goodness for Rob Hartigan who saved the day; on his way out to the garden party, with his silver tray and champagne, happened to see what was going on the pool, we all herd a loud clatter as they tray and champagne dropped to the ground, and then saw a fully clothed Rob diving in, to my sisters rescue. It was very dramatic! That young boy was newly adopted back then, it was obvious that he wasn’t originally from a loving family. But I have noted the above photo is sometimes common scenario amongst kids, and this would indicate there are problems in the family situation, which causes this unacceptable behaviour of deliberatley trying to hold a sibling down under water. A bullying tactic. I personally believe, those parents of those girls, have failed as parents. You have to really try when you are a parent - no bumblers. 13. Ant Nest story with Recreation story The above image shows a typical meat ant nest, they are common all-around Australia. Actually, this was the only nest I found on google, so, we need more photos of ant nests on google, got one? Put it up on Flickr public domain! There were heaps of nests in Gunnedah, on the farms I have lived. Never really causing to many problems, although, at Rangari, there were so many, after I had created my vege patch and put the sprinkler on, there appeared to be a moving carpet of ants. A thick bubbling black carpet. Trillions. So I felt I had to take action against so many. Easy enough to do after a visit at the local Ag shop. Also, I recall in Sydney, at our family first home, in Garland Rd, Naremburn, there was one. I have mentioned this story before on my blog, but again it is missing. Thieves. I’m not sure if I talked about the recreation bit, so I’ll put the whole story again with more details. Actually, it’s one of my earliest memories. I was only 2 at the time. Mum would’ve been inside chatting with her friend Susy, and dad was out on the barbie cooking rissoles and drinking beer with Rob, their good friends. I was wondering around the lawn, and I recall seeing a clearing, thinking that would be a good spot to rest. After a minute or two, I noticed something uncomfortable happening, and started crying, dad and Rob looked over, realized I was standing on an ants nest, saw that I was literally covered in 1000’s of ants, they raced over moved me off the ants nest and both of them hastily trying to brush of all those ants! I specifically remember their large man hands whisking down my arms! I do not remember being stung at all, it would have been the ticklish nature of all those ants that would have bothered me. I may have been stung? So, I’ve mentioned on my blog about the ‘image transfer’ phenomenon, read about it “Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts” on my About page. So, in particular at night when I’m asleep – they can see my dreams. (They obviously can also see my images when I am awake – I can send them images to communicate a point, it comes in handy a lot. Some people assume I use my ability to manipulate people – but I DO NOT do that. Mostly they can see my thoughts that I think to myself, my thoughts are for me, I do not think for other people, unless in a direct verbal conversation with them and I am trying to explain something – images help. I do not put words in people’s mouths- I am anti people who do that- there are many who can do that. I expect people to think for themselves, and encourage them to do so {sometimes I do get weird funny results when I encourage someone to say something, when they really don’t have much to say!!}. I find no pleasure in being able to manipulate someone eles’s words, unlike others twits do. I know some people will think this is crazy, but I can assure you it’s most definitely true and anyone would who would think it crazy, I’m sorry but you are completely naive. You have no idea what’s going on in the world. I’ve also mentioned on my blog, absolutely everything we see here, smell and experience gets processed in our minds. Nothing is forgotten. At night when people sleep, aside from processing what’s been going on during the day, we also process past memories. I also believe aside from traumatic experiences, we also re-process old memories, to keep us peacefully going throughout the night, while our bodies recover and heal from day to day grit. So this ant incident would be something I have definitely remembered well, and therefore thought about it at night while I sleep. And there are “pervert‘s” who I would say, may have ever seen this dream repeatedly. {I say perverts, because while I personally would not have had many memories of a sexual nature, there’s no other word to describe what they are looking at, what they are trying to see, why they are hanging around my house at night while I sleep.} When I moved to Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, there were Queensland pervert’s in the community. I suspect they were from my same school (boarders are all throughout QLD and NSW, they are everywhere, many farmers daughters attended my school. So the recreators, as I have nicknamed them, as they recreate ‘scenes’ from my life, well they try to, as obviously doing that is impossible and stupid. They tried to recreate this particular dream, my neighbour there happen to have a big ant nest in their driveway. This time I managed to not get mobbed by ants, and their re-creation failed. And I would like to tell those Recreator pervert’s, as I know they are still watching my dreams; rack the hell off and get your own life. And, you are pathetic cowards. I found the Naremburn house on google maps, well google shows the back yard, but there has since been a new house built in that space, which I can see from Apple Maps. I love those Map apps, both of them! 14. Polite Ways to Turn a Man Down When I worked in the shop down at Enmore, with members of the public coming in, inevitably, I would sometimes get stuck with some lonely guy, who just wanted to chitchat in the hopes of something more. I would often have to come up with means and ways to get rid of these hopeful men, (or women sometimes) in an unoffensive and polite manner, (as really, they were nothing but bothersome), anyway one such guy was veering onto the subject of what he wanted in a woman, and one of these factors was a woman who wears stilettos. I told him I would never be seen caught dead in a pair stilettos, to which he was completely dismayed, and pretty much left straight away. What I noted about this man, was he seemed to be completely clueless about the fact that, when somebody loves you, they will do things for you, you just have to ask them. It’s like he had no idea what unconditional love was, which made me realise he had parents who did not love him. It was quite sad and tragic, that a grown man did not know unconditional love. I figure there must be a lot of families out there that run on control and not love, which is the biggest tragedy of them all. And no wonder there are so many dysfunctional nuisance people who hound me and steal from me and harass me, as they had CRAP parents. Following someone around; this is a dysfunction. Tooting at complete strangers constantly; this is a dysfunction. Sitting outside some some girls house and revving a car; this is a dysfunction. Stealing from me as you think I may have stolen something from someone else, IS A DYSFUNCTION Still, all my neighbours as current of Dec 2025 DO THESE THINGS - harassment, and stealing. All these things may not be against the law, (except they also steal from me, which is a crime and PUNISHABLE by the Australian Police), but they are socially retarded behaviours, which make my life NEGATIVE. And you know it’s those kids from those families (which number in the millions), go on to expect the same from other people, they just expect to be able to use them for personal gain. And obviously going on personal power trips is big for them, but often money is incorporated into their ‘use’, like there are many Australians that would think it to be no problem to use people, to get them to use government funds, in order for them to make profit, like what happens in the medical world, and those people are respected, very intelligent people, who have absolutely no thoughts whatsoever about the fact that they are using someone to steal money, (in order for them or their friends to take home a pay packets), they think this is perfectly fine. Like they wouldn’t have any second guesses about their actions. No feelings of guilt. No thoughts that that what they doing is wrong. They would not consider themselves going to hell after they die. Certainly they wouldn’t consider themselves thieves. But in actual fact, that’s exactly what they are, well respected thieves. Stemming back to a family problem. I heard a very famous person, Michael Jordan quote, “If you try to maintain dominance over someone, you are not going to give them a chance to gain confidence.” I feel so many people need to be told this, not only parents, but particularly managers in the workplace, private school educators and admin. Just so many people that have crossed my path, seem not to know this simple healthy fact. You know I have been in the company of a couple of men, Tafe teachers they were, who obviously were raised in such manner, and not only was their behaviour “bitchy”, so it was literally unbearable being around them; they seem to have no social skills as a result of being obsessed with control, believing that if they are “nice” they would lose control. 100% fully dysfunctional. Plus, I believe that stupid little blonde in Gunnedah who steals from me, is somehow encouraging people at that time to be this obsessed with ‘control’, literally encouraging arshole behaviour. I wish I had that situation on camera so you could see what I was talking about. Well, I did learn one thing at least from them – my father, someone not obsessed with control, runs rings around them both, and as a result, ironically, is the one who would have more control in his life! I saw a perfect example of a family who ran on control, and not love, and these parents were quite strict, and suddenly when the young girl did something, they deemed shameful, she was shunned from their life. It’s like both parents realised they no longer had control over their daughter, and so they disowned her. It’s like “well, if we don’t have control, then what’s the point”. They totally have missed the whole point of raising a child. They have failed as parents, as far as I’m concerned. Young people ARE NOT there for your personal little power tripping experiments. Those parents belong in JAIL. CHILD ABUSE in an unphysical way. And the young teenage girl, was so distraught at upsetting her parents, and was too young to see that, her ‘not so rebellious’ act, was one of becoming an independent adult, it was perfectly normal, and healthy. You know, she was right, they were wrong! And she could not see this, so slumped into depression and self loathing. Well, now she would be free to see her parents as they really are, instead of that ‘hero’ personality that kids give their parents. I personally don’t believe it has to end that way! I know there are many happy extended families who regularly see each other. I look back at my experience leaving the ‘nest’ and I feel my mother especially lost more than she knew when I left the family. Infact I would go further to say that ‘kicking’ your kids out when they turn 18 is quite disgusting. So, but don’t get me wrong, children most definitely need to learn boundaries which only comes through clever discipline, and they need to learn the art of giving and taking, in a relationship, and knowing when to bite their tongue, even if they think they know better than the other person, they need to learn that their opinion, sometimes is just not going to count, and their needs and wants are not always going to be granted. There is a time for standing up and there is a time for stepping back. I was advised some families run not on control or love, but on ‘shame and humiliation’ – and it is kids from those families that are truly evil later in their adult life – most common criminal ‘family environment’. My textile print design with Australian native flower: “Leptospermum Flower white4 15. Spotlight Thieving Girls on Meterage, again, featuring Cathy Goldman getting the Dogs Since my blog started off as a means to do something about all the stealing, but also as of late has progressed to include a lot of other topics and stories about my life. I thought I should get back to my original reason, and continue my fight against thieving dogs. So, this is a whole new photo story to tell you about what the girls at Spotlight used to do. There was a spotlight at Tamworth. I had to make a special trip over to Tamworth to get cat food every couple of months or so, this was 2000-2010, inevitably I would stop off at the fabric shop - I couldn’t resist. They often had something cheap in there that I could purchase. What I noticed after shopping from them a few times, when I got home and laid out my pattern on the fabric, it didn’t fit, and I would measure it, and I could see the girls at Spotlight had cut my meterage short, by sometimes up to 10cm. 3cm – 10cm short in the meter! And, on EVERY purchase I made. (And this was before it was washed). Maybe if it happened just once it would be a case of dipsy salesgirl, but on EVERY purchase – this means deliberate sabotage. THEFT. And I want to make appoint about the fact whenever I went to spotlight especially back then I was always excited and happy about being surrounded by fabrics and a possible purchase, so my attitude instore certainly did not warrant ‘passive aggressive’ bitch behaviour by sales girls. This is a repeated thing in my life: I am “merrily on my way” and I get attacked by stupid women. I’m pretty sure one time when I went there, a girl from my class at fashion school some years before, was serving, I’m not 100% sure, only 99%. If it was her, this would be another occasion where Cathy Goldman has gone and got ‘dogs’ from my past, and put them in my path, just like this, and, they have stolen from me. Yet another instance, I’ve already talked yesterday about the fruit shop, and the girl Cathy got, who stole my organic eggs. What is wrong with that woman? Seriously? she needs to get a life and rack the hell off out of mine – YOU ARE NOT INVITED you ignorant thief of woman. Her mother must have been a failure. Oh, and no one tells you, but when you’re in college, with your class – get the names of everyone in your class, write it down, we have cameras now, so get photos to go with names. In 30-40years, you might be thankful. One time in Spotlight, I ventured down into this corner section with the knits, and it was really dusty, so after picking up a roll, I could not help but sneeze, and it was sooo loud, I really could not believe it, not only the whole big store would have heard me, but the entire carpark and block outside too. Scream Sneeze. I kind of looked around to see a reaction from people, - and there was that SHORT BLOND BIMBO staring at me – the one who steals, I think it was the same one, so maybe it was her telling the spotlight staff to shortcheat me?? Who knows. Fuck off STUPID SHORT BLOND BIMBO THIEF. Btw, also when I went to spotlight, something sewing related would be stolen from my house while I was not there, like my glass bead fringing. Same as what they did when I went to Bunnings in Tamworth. And by the way, after I realised what was going on, the next time I went to Spotlight, there were no girls at the checkout - there was a young male serving (I have never seen the likes of a man at any checkout before ever!). So, it’s not like I put in any complaints about the ‘shortcheating me’. I didn’t even have a phone connected when I lived at Gunnedah. Do you see how the dogs operate; they are such pervert’s and such thieves to go along with their personality trait. Btw, just before that guy served me, he reached into his pocket, and did this kind of, ‘cowboy’ manoeuvre, to remove his scissors, alike drawing a gun from his belt with a little scissor twirl rotation!! Like how they did it in old American western movies! Quite humorous, a nice change from thieving dogs from my past. And, btw, since then, dealing with spotlight, I seem to often get girls now with ‘attitude’, so bitchy and annoying. Don’t blame me for your stupid stealing antics. But I did buy a rug from them last year, and honestly, it has been one of my all time favourite purchases! - such lovely colour, and functionality; being right near my bed on a wooden floor. Online purchase now- the female dogs have made shopping a far to unpleasant an experience for me to go instore - and I write this, have been continuously writing about dogs following me around when I go out and about since 2020 – but they still do it to this day (updating in 2026, nuisance unpleasant dog interference): forced to buy online – good thing I enjoy shopping online, but some things you can’t get online. I have edited this and removed the swear words, but I want to add about my ANGRY FEELINGS inregards to these thefts, and bitch sales girls, when shopping – I do not need your dysfunction in my life. Encounter after encounter for over 30 years adds up to a lot of bitterness. Not sure I am quite as “merrily on my way” now, thus I resent you, I curse you – I hope those involved get cancer and die. And whether I am “merrily” on not “merrily” – stealing and bullying me is UNACEPETABLE. Here is also a good spot to mention I’ve had major problems whenever I’ve gone into those other little sewing shops. You know the type, that sell sewing machines and haberdashery and sometimes fabric. They are like a dying breed now, I think. But I had monumental problems with the little bitches who work in these stores - like they refused to serve me, and were rude. It was blatant discrimination of some sort; at the times I had no idea why there were such bitches. I realised today why, and it was not the ‘ugly’ factor that I experienced from little bimbos at the Dr’s, who cannot handle communicating and looking at such a person. But it was the ‘Dog network’ – and those girls knew, that I have other dogs who follow me wherever I go, and those dogs see what I see, so if I see any dodgy business practices, they could be closed down. Like another textile company I worked for, who used to put all their over purchased unwanted ugly fabric rolls in the factory spot, where it used to rain and flood, so every time it did, every few years or so, they would claim insurance on all those fabrics that they did not want any way (!) – the business was later closed. You really should not scam insurance companies! So that’s why those little bitches tried to get rid of me whenever I go in such a store. I think! Nah, it’s probably the “ugly” factor – girls in fashion industry are very shallow. Or it could be discrimination of some other sort? A birdy told me it was someone at Greenfields who was stalking me, trying to manipulate sales girls into not serving me?? Not sure what that was about? or who; don’t know anyone at Greenfields. Possibly coward. Dodgy girls. Girls with no common sense. This is yet another example of how stupid women are, and how they have no idea how stupid they are. It reminds me of some of the cunts I have from Centrelink, or they say they are from Centrelink, who knows, if they really are, could be Telstra, or channel 10? but they're just dogs who like to hound people, one such person thought I was receiving disability pension when I was clearly not disabled – a dog who stupidly assumed I must be cheating the welfare system. So, she stole from me. Maybe she was a possible wannabe vigilante. Some of those people are so evil, their whole existence is just complete antagonism, disrespect and to be a mean bully. I'm pretty sure I've had one girl on my back for years now, until she finally realised she was in the wrong, oh whoops – it takes them years to comprehend things sometimes. And so, she just stopped, I mean all of those years of torment and harassment from her, then stopped - no compensation for her evilness, no apologies. Just “oh whoops” - just like a stupid bimbo. But, you know, that was her “excuse” to be a bully. She was looking for a reason to bully someone, so she just made up in her head “oh she’s probably a welfare cheat”. This is what I find so many women do in life; they come up with excuses in their stupid little heads of why they should be a bully. Like “oh well she's on her own, so she's asking for it”, or “she probably smells, so she's asking for it”, or “she's a possible shop lifter, so she's asking for it” – or the most common bimbo one of them all “oh well, we are trying to teach her a lesson”. That last one is a monumental serious problem amongst women. There seem to be heaps of little stupid rules they have too. But really they just seem to come up with all sorts of cockanninnie reasons to be a bully and go power tripping, like, they have no control in their life unless they are being a bully - THE EPITOME OF STUPIDITY. Furthermore, I said above so many women do it, but really, it's pretty much every single woman I encounter, is like a specific female dysfunctional problem, some men do it, but not all. Whereas ALL women do it. Well, it certainly feels like ALL of them, because there’s been so many, and they often work in packs, like dogs. Dog women. Bimbo related; this was why women did not have the right to vote for so long. And somethings still have not changed. One time, back in 2017 or so, I saw on the news that one person had wanted to “herd” all the bimbo girls, to ‘exert’ their will and control over them (whether this was male or female “herder”, it was not disclosed. I suspect it was female, not all of them are asleep). But they managed to get a whole bunch of women, young girls in their 20’s, into a big hall, it was like a community hall, and then furthermore, they got all the girls to take off all their clothes, and then they were left there, by the “herder” for them to come to their senses! And so, the camera showed all these girls running out of the community hall, screaming, without any clothes on! Lol. Oh, go on, just go with the flow!! lol You know it amazes me how this issue is not talked about in schools; women need to be told about “sleeping beauty phenomenon”. How they need to be woken up, to be aware, and why people don't like to talk about it and to wake them up: so, they can be easily manipulated like those naked little stupid girls. The fabric above was not from Spotlight, although they ought to stock it, that Stripe minky would walk off the shelf (it’s my design “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101”, printed by Chinese Ubeit, who charge an arm and a leg for postage.) 16. Television shows and Movies that Change People’s Consciousness for the Bad “Matilda”, in this story, there is a character, Mrs Truncheon ; an old hagged ugly woman, (made up to look ugly), who is the ‘badie’ in the story, creating a stereotype, brainwashing people (kids – this was a kid’s movie). But this is why today, I have problems from stupid little bimbo receptionist’s, they have been brainwashed when young, associating ugly with bad. “Smallville” -This phenomenon of wanting to “lock up” or “get rid” of people, is mainly 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 Australian 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). Just wait a few years Sharon Morgan when your youth is long over, ha ha! You are Mrs Truncheon! I watched this pollution documentary once, it was in Thailand. In the middle of the valuable information sharing on the streets of Thailand), the camera showed this little girl nearby playing with birds, was not rehearsed, but ‘street activity’. The birds were wild, but the young girl was picking them up, holding them, putting them back down again, picking them up again, patting them, generally behaving exactly like a little girl playing, maybe with dolls or some such. I have never seen a little girl playing with wild animals in this manner, quite fascinating. I suspect many women all over the world have these little special abilities that they have, just like that little girl. 17. Ebay Cunts (I am not going to change or remove this, just because now 3yrs later, they may have amended their ways) {I would need compensation} I usually only reserve this swear word for Centrelink staff, but after 2 yrs of being ban from my business and not making any money from it, they too, now share the same namesake. I’ve been banned from eBay. My business, Farm plants and seeds, which I’ve had for about six years now, and I sell (used to) seeds and plants on eBay, I also had another account that I sold my fabric designs on, and another account which I sold my ‘odd stuff’ on (stuff I longer want - good way of getting rid of things without having a garage sale), eBay have banned me and deleted my all my accounts, and said that I am banned from eBay for good, and I can no longer buy or sell anything on eBay. Can you believe that? I asked them why, they said “because other people will be in danger” They are ABSURD. ABSURD I really don’t know how the eBay staff can be so stupid? basically I think it would come down to the fact that they are cunts. DOG CUNTS I complained to them, I complained to dep of fair trade, - as not being able to trade in the market place is way bigger issue than “oh, we don’t like you anymore.” I mean, a big sector of my market bas was via ebay, about 90% actually. I complained to the ACCC, to my local MP, no one could do anything. Anyway, after all my listings were deleted, I went onto PayPal and checked my contract with them, because they automatically take out fees from my account and pay them to eBay at the end of each month. So, I stopped that immediately and it’s so happened that there was about $30 aprox due at the end of the month - so they can’t automatically take it out of my account! ha I told them when they reinstate my account I’ll pay it - so far, they haven’t in reinstated any of my accounts. Stupid fucking dogs, I hope they all get cancer and die. DIE BTW, I also have done 1000’s of purchases on ebay since around the time it just began. Heaps and heaps, mainly small $1 or $2 items from China, (using PayPal). But I could no longer get any of my usual sales that way anymore. And as much as I now HATE Ebay staff for banning me and being UNDEMOCRATIC; there’s always things that I see advertised online search results, that are much cheaper on eBay, than elsewhere. And so, I discovered after I moved, plus changed my phone number, I could check out as a “guest”, rather than create an account, so long as I used a different name, address, phone number, and email address, I can sneakily shop there. {They still delete any account with my name Emily Bieman. (My new email is emilyban-man@outlook.com ! ) Plus, 3 yrs later, some computer nerd must have read about my ebay and my seed business plight, and thus created a new local seed market. I now sell way more seeds on there, than I did on ebay. One good thing, I guess. https://www.localseeds.com.au/shop/farmplantsandseeds/ 18. The Beeping Loser on Range Road There appears to be some loser who lives out on the Sarina Range Road, who drives in town in the morning, and beeps when they go past my unit, and then at the end of the day, drives home, and beeps as well. I finally worked out that it’s directional, because I can hear what direction they’re going, coming in to town in the morning, BEEP, going out in the afternoon, BEEP. So, I suspect it is somebody who is coming into work for the day. They don’t work every day, at least they don’t beep every day, and it seems to have something to do with me (?) and they worked yesterday and today {Christmas Eve and Christmas Day}. So, I’m going to keep tabs of every single day they beep and disturb the peace, from now on. Someone is going to catch them. (By the way, according to the Roads and Traffic’s ‘obtaining your license, learning book’, it is only appropriate to beep in 2 circumstances; and that is when warning pedestrians whilst reversing, or to warn oncoming vehicles when driving. Beeping makes you the loser. Loooooser. (since I wrote this, it has NOT stopped). 19 . YouTube Still being unable to walk, because of my collapse arch, my latest favourite thing is YouTube videos, I have a subscription now (due to personalised offensive adds), but I am glad I got, add free is the only way to watch YouTube. I love YouTube! - just people, anyone, everyday people, so not trained actors or ‘hosts’, upload videos, and talk about anything they want. A lot of people try to tell people how to do things, there are heaps of ‘how to’ videos. It’s the trend! The quality varies from extremely good, and helpful, to somewhat iffy, but always entertaining! I have learnt a great deal from watching how to YouTube videos!! As it is the trend at the moment, do you think in the future the trend will be life ‘stories’ ! lol I noted there are also good government exposure ones, like how the government is not really recycling most plastics, and it is only stated so, to ensure young good-looking housewives don’t feel guilty when they go to the supermarket purchasing all that packaging. Why are you trying to trick us? All plastics need to be recycled; hard, medium, soft, all of it. I know all packaging has the triangle on it with the code for recycling (1-6), but exactly who do they think at the tip, is going to go “stop, wait a minute, let me find my glasses and read which grade of plastic it is” NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. I noted there was at one point “Weapon worshipping” on YouTube, quite disheartening, slightly sickening. I also love the ‘new construction’ ones, things going on, in all different communities. A real eye opener to the world. Not to mention the detailed world ‘stuff that is going on’ – things they don’t tell you or leave out certain details, on commercial TV. And so many good sewing hacks, and aquarium vids – all fabulous, thanks! One day I was watching a ‘compilation’ by a new YouTube conglomerate, {“we know what you like”}, and it was showing this guy emptying sump oil out of a large machine, and he was trying to impress his friends and had turned the whole thing into a joke. The oil was going everywhere. It was spilling out of all the containers that he had piled up, he had it all over his arms, and hands, and face. It was truly disgusting, and that guy, trying to be a clown, obviously has no idea how TOXIC sump oil is. I mean you may as well just be giving yourself cancer by putting it on your skin like that, truly it’s really evil stuff, it’s much worse than the toxic fumes that come out at the back of the car, as its concentrated. If you spill some on your lawn, come back a week later, you will see how bad it is, it kills not only everything it touches, but everything next to it aswell. I mean it’s the main reason why they should hurry up and invent a different motive transport, it’s that toxic. The guy had an accent and was speaking in a foreign language. I think it was Russian. 20 . Sleepers – See how big the Cat and Mouse game is in society Just watched this movie again, “Sleepers”, good justified revenge movie. Really and truly, I can’t believe how bad authority figures, and parents, got it so wrong in the past; sending your kids to prison where they can be lorded and power-tripped over by arsehole prison wardens/guards. Please, why don’t you take one screwed up kid, out of a dysfunctional family, and then screw them up a whole heap more, courtesy of the government. They still do it - this does not just happen in movies. Cat and Mouse game – don’t let them treat you like their personal whipping Mouse. Don’t let the wealthy court system judges and lawyers use you to make their money from – they are after victims; they are after mice! Off with their heads instead! lol Or, make their parensts pay - fine them, thousands of dollars. {When I had to go to court twice, to defend my honour and rent bond – I was the only one there NOT BEING PAID, the courts are a total scam}. I find in life if you look at things from a monetary point of view only, whose getting it, in every situation – you really start to see the bullshit. 21. Issues and Agendas for Politicians in Australia Fix Residential Septic overflow into creeks and oceans, as well as business polluting. Proper Access roads through forest to all the beaches in Queensland, especially around Mackay/Sarina, but I suspect the whole way up far North QLD. As well as proper sturdy Netted Baths on each locality beach. Security camera regulations IT nerds are putting in the fine print that they can have access to all your details data information, including video content of your home/Bedroom/Whatever, not only you can they have access to it but they can sell it on to other Venders or give it away. Disgusting. I can’t believe something hasn’t been done about this already. Fix the 'playtoy' mongrel problem that exists in the rail industry. And build a Scenic train line from Cooktown to Melbourne with individual private Sleeper carriages "The EastCoast Express" {ought to start acquiring land now – secretly, otherwise you will not be able to afford it in 2084!} Implement compulsory parenting guides for ALL pregnant mothers; and enforce the ‘course’, for each child, otherwise they have to pay fines. These 6 issues only just came to mind to me today, so there are bound to be heaps more! Oh yeah – the biggest issue of them all; stopping dogs from breeding more dogs. 22. The Ghost Story I mentioned in my “Screaming Always Works” {almost every time, except with uptight oppressive English wannabes….} story about a ghost. I feel it is time to further write those details down. It happened when I was 12yrs old at school, in a boarding dormitory. I, nor my friends were involved with any type of necromance (practice of communicating with the dead). We were all sweet young girls. It happened one Friday night when I was in some SERIOUS pain after breaking my arm shortly before lights out at 9pm. My friend had landed on the palm of my hand, from being piggybacked by another girl. The force of her weight forced my hand and wrist backwards. I did let out a bloodcurdling scream when it happened, it really hurt. But still no one bothered to think that there was anything wrong with me and instead I was chastised for screaming by the house mistress and sent to bed (the stupidity of women never ceases to amaze me – when someone screams like that – there is something wrong. Btw, you cannot be employing women of low intelligence IN A SCHOOL it's just absurd and lacks common sense. An institute of academia requires every single employee in that environment, to be savvy people. So, not just the teachers, but the rest of the faculty, the kitchen staff, the gardeners, the house mistress’s - there are no exceptions, everyone must be capable). Anyway, as I was in a lot of pain I could not sleep, and after a few hours maybe it happened around midnight, I rolled over trying to get comfortable, yet again, and I happen to open my eyes, as I did, there she was, a bright lit, three-dimensional life sized shadow of a young girl, maybe my age, she was a shadow made up of light but complete with all human details. She appeared to be a young girl from the past. I remember her well; her image is ingrained into my mind and I shall never forget the situation or any of the details. She was wearing an old-fashioned dress, very old-fashioned like with tulle petticoats underneath a skirt, so it ballooned out, like what they wore in the Victorian era (1830-1890s). She seemed to be glowing, and very happy, peaceful, as in, not acting scary-like, she was brushing her very long hair. So, she was not really an image or an outline of a person, this was actually an intangible person moving about. I could not believe what I was seeing. It was sheer terror for me. I remember thinking later, it looked like she had a 'lady Jane' hairbrush, one of those big types of brushes. I must've thought this, because it must've been some sort of issue for me 'oh if only I had a good big brush, then I'd be able to maintain my unruly hair! You might see me state that, and think oh well she’s probably conjured the whole image herself in her head or conjured up a real 3-dimensional ghost. But bear in mind, my artistic talents are somewhat limited, and the amount of detail in this “light fixture” was extraordinary. There were six of us in the dorm, I don't believe anybody else saw her. The building was really old, founded when the Victorian era in England was coming to an end, by Florence Emily Green. I bet it was Florence Emily Green, as a young child! “This is my school and one of my pupils is upset”. So called experts have since told me, that they think that it was not the dead, it was probably an apparition of my friend, who at the time was not even at the school, although we had been close. I used to love her hair, it was beautiful, long and golden. Or I guess, it may have been my other friend (who secretly wanted long hair too!!). Since we were good friends, and ‘alone in the same boat’ so to speak, she may have sensed I was in pain, and came to ease the situation in the metaphysical sleep world, which, by the way, if true, certainly did not work. Quite the opposite. I was fairly horrified and petrified at witnessing such a scary thing, not only did I have my aching arm, but then, as I certainly did not want to move at all, for fear of disturbing this strange creature, and I had to lay extremely still, and as quietly as I could, for as long as possible, whilst closing my eyes tightly! It would've been some time, and possibly not until I started to hear the first sounds of bird twit, did I move or open my eyes again, and thankfully was extremely relieved, to find she was gone. Possibly the reason I was so fearful at the time, was because I knew what I was looking at, was not a little girl? And I should add, occasionally from time to time over the next six years, I would hear some of the other girls wanting to partake in some sort of spiritual communication, like get a Ouija board - and I would always be the first person to say “NO, I don't think so!”. Also, at the time it wasn't until the following Monday when I was still complaining about my arm, that someone decided that they should send me to a doctor, who then determined on the following Wednesday, after the x-ray results were in, that I had a broken arm. (No one else is going to look after your child! - -still maybe all happens for a reason…..) It was only a slight break, more like a .5cm split in the bone, and as it was so extremely painful, I can only imagine what it would be like for someone who breaks their bone in a more significant breakage - unimaginable pain. When I remember all of these details again, there is no doubt in my mind that this is what happened, and I saw a ghost. However, when people got get wind of my story (I have only told it to 3 other people infact). But, disbelief is quite the typical response. But some, I guess, ‘science’ types, are so incensed by my story they try and come up with things that it must be, instead of a ghost, and they come up with ludacris things. It was 1986 when it happened, and technology certainly wasn't advanced enough for any type of light apparition! However, I will say this, and I was reluctant to add this part of the story, but I truly believe, I would not have seen that ghost, if the following had not taken place; The House was to organize a talent night, where we formed little groups and came up with a skit to act infront of the rest of the house. I think I recall there were about 60 year 7 girls in that house. Since no one in my group had any ideas at all, I decided to share a little skit I saw at my old infants school, Limbri. They all liked it, and so we did it, I would play the sickly patient, and was placed behind a white screen with a light behind me so that the audience just saw the outline of me lying down, and the others would pretend to operate on me finding strange things inside my stomach!! (I can’t remember what they said, I think I fell asleep – but I’m sure it was bad!) And to give the audience a good outline, I had stuffed my non-existent breasts with huge big wards of tissues!! (I was still Oompa Loompa at this point, and still loved to play ‘dress ups’, and not really aware at all about sexuality and breasts either. But that evening, the common room was packed, not only from the year 7’s, but many others from other houses who had gott’n wind of the evenings fun. Girls who were missing their mothers! J You know, sometimes, it just seems that people wake up, and or the spirits take over, and anything is possible. Magic can happen. {Sporting fans may know something about what I am talking about too.} I need to say, my essential oils that were stolen the other day, and also my sewing needles that were mysteriously strewn over the floor – I do NOT believe this was a ghost! (That incident back then, was a one-time thing.) 23. 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. A (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘wil’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award 😁 December 2023 Electric lawnmower people for now making them affordable FOR EVERYONE, since the petrol ones are so toxic. So, their care of the air we breath. November 2023 Lois Jenson - single-handedly, changed harassment laws for women to try to combat sexual frustration harassment from men in the work place. October 2023 Creator of “luxury travel” concept, with The Orient Express, including sleeper carriages - Georges Nagelmack, (not that I have ever gone on luxury travel, but just the idea of it...) September 2023 Anatolij Lasatenko and Sergej Shurunov; Russian Army Wilderness Guards August 2023 Unknow tree planter on an excellent LONG tree lined country HWY in Turkey. I tried to find it on Google Maps, but to no avail. If someone knows…. July 2023 Josh Byrne and associates, in conjunction with www.bayswater.wa.gov.au , for their outstanding compilation of appropriate and suitable native street trees. June 2023 Jurgen Wendel for his care and compassion of corals and sea creatures. May 2023 Sushi the feral cat, who figured leaf payment for fish! (even a cat knows ‘got to pay’ for your lunch! J) April 2023 The many researches who are developing the Bionic Propeller, reducing underwater noise by 30%, saving whale confusion, plus has 19% improved thrust performance! March 2023 Ocean Conservation Namibia crew for rescuing seals from hopeless fisherman who pollute the oceans with their nets. {The hopeless fisherman gets the “curse them” award}. (It’s especially good to see the nazi South Africans have found a worthy fight). I always have said, if you want to fight (and so many people do - then fight to make the place better, as opposed to finding a victim to pick on, which so many people do). But also, there are more than 1 clean-up crew, so, Oceancleanup.com, young Boyan Slat who researched the plastic problem and brought about the whole operation. - Ocean Conservation, this is an AMERICAN not for profit business/Charity ( would be a Tax right off for wealthy person), run by two Germans (Naude and Katja Dreyer), cleaning up the waters around Africa. Doing extreme amounts of good, for Animals due to the Human walking zombies who don’t know how to clean up after themselves. February 2023 Charles Adler junior for his ‘actuated’ invention at the traffic lights, which change according to cars present or not present. “No unnecessary waiting for me” ! lol January 2023 The Pangea Movement team, for their efforts to stop river pollution entering the ocean in Indonesia and Africa. For some reason, those people are too poor to realise that when they throw rubbish in the river, it creates monumental problems. (What exactly does it have to do with money? – I think some STCHICK is needed) Ofcourse if any of these people are discovered as thieves; Award will be stricken (I have been advised 1 or more are). 24. Fake Female Health Professionals This was stolen, ofcourse; dishonest women do not want to be found out. Story of my life. Such thieving liars most women are. I wrote elsewhere on my blog, I would never see a female health professional ever again, because if she is not a faker, then she will most likely be incompetent. Now being a feminist myself, you may wonder how I could possibly say such a thing. Well, this is how; I have experienced in my life thus far: fake chiropractor, fake lymphoedema physiotherapist, fake natural healers, fake homeopath, fake beauty therapist, fake masseuse, fake teachers, fake podiatrist, fake job interviewers, and fake councillor. ALL FEMALE. Plus I have heard of fakers in other sectors; fake news reporters / newspaper journalists, fake writers (if that is such a thing!). And I am sure there have been WAY more in my life, I just am unaware, as they have been good fakers. Most of the above I have already mentioned on my blog, named and shamed, (the ones I actually got a name), and made complaints about. But this makes NO DIFFERNENCE. Nobody seems to care about female fakers, except me. I HATE YOU. And I hope you all get cancer and die, as you are so cluelessly unhealthy, dishonest criminals. I guess I should mention, I have been to more than 1 “MOST BRILLIANT” health professionals, who were female. One of them, could diagnose me several hours after I had left the clinic, with sneaky cleaver metaphysical techniques, but later she lied, wanting me to go to another expert, her friend, for no reason, so that counteracts her good diagnoses! Typical female. Another good one used such skill aswell, but later messed up too which later resulted in a monumental problem. They can’t help themselves. Above: Screenshot taken from red bubble of the collection of fabric designs I did, called “clouds”, but my collection was deleted before RB, where I was selling them on spfl, so curse the. But also my collection for some reason was deleted on RB, so you can actually see each individual design, but the collection with all my 9 cloud designs, is missing, for some weird reason. I happen to take a screenshot of it couple of years ago, and there it is above. 25. The Looking Game, The Sign Game, And the Winning and Losing Game I’ve mentioned this before in various ‘thieving’ or ‘trips into town’ stories, but it’s still such a problem that I’m doing a whole separate photo story for it. First of all, I should say outright, the people who play these games are a complete rude, arrogant, nuisance. The Winning and Losing game has been round the longest. It’s like some idiot has decided to get on my back, because they saw how I was living, unmarried, out on a farm on my own, no kids, no fulltime employment, and so they wanted to try to inspire in me “winning”, in order to make me ‘strive to win’, as they perceived me to be losing. I mean, how arrogant is that person? Did it ever occur to them that I was happy the way my life was, I had actually won. This person/those people, seem to be completely headstrong, and determine to turn every single situation into either a ‘win or lose’ situation. I can assure you it is lucky that I am a completely healthy and ‘of sound minded’ person, because many people would not be able to handle these dogs, that play these games - they are so persistently constant, so tormenting and REVOLTING. Even when it’s clear after years, if they stood back and looked at the big picture, their goal wasn’t working, still they would persist. The think they are right and justified in their ill-advised behaviour. I guess they thought I would be a pushover, and they do not want to admit they were wrong. Turns out I’m not quite the hapless pushover they thought. They still do it today, although definitely not as much, I think maybe now they might have realised the situation via my blog? Hooray for my blog. Mainly these people communicate through signs, with beeping being a major one (car hoons constantly driving outside my place and following me), and television shows and movies, to portray a message (they do that a lot, like really good ones to combat huge societal problems like racism and or any other type of prejudice. And there are many in society, not just race, little things like fear of black; people who wear black, black cars (!) Or especially amongst kids, they tend to be blind about ‘cool’ stuff and ‘not cool’, so there are dedicated people trying to help young people accept everybody, not just the ‘cool kids’ and cool things. (I may be wishfully thinking when say cool things!! So many powerful advertising campaigns). I know some people can see the signs, and I would be insulting them now by just stating the obvious, but seriously there are many people who have NO IDEA about signs. They are completely clueless, plus think, if you can see signs, you’re crazy and delusional. The police for instance; this is what they think. I am not saying people can’t be delusional about signs. But they really do signs. I know perhaps there are MANY delusional people who think I sign them to follow me, when I DO NO SUCH THING. They have all sorts of sign techniques; it’s not just the blind that communicate with signs! Sneaky techniques they use. Ones that blend in, so to anyone else it’s not clear what’s going on aside from the targeted person. Occasionally when I’m in a situation where I’m talking to someone they too can see in that moment, of what’s going on, but they do not understand, and sometimes, will even look around and say to me “what’s going on” - they don’t understand that there are people literally who follow me around and do signs. Nuisance people. And it’s not like I can really explain this to them in a short brief encounter. It was suggested, I was specifically chosen to be a victim of this particular nature, because all of womenkind need someone to speak these taboo issues in public, because they're all too scared to, because they're afraid of being vilified and called crazy (such typical cowardly women). One, also suggests, they need someone to speak these taboo issues, who is not employed, as they would most likely lose their job. Not without my permission. But, lucky for them, I am a strong woman who is not afraid of much, and can recognise change needs to come about in many areas. So, I think that covers The Sign Game and The Winning and Losing Game, and now for The Looking Game, because this hasn’t really been a ‘sign game’ for very long. It’s only relatively been a nuisance at my new address because I live now in such close proximity to other people. So, the ‘sign dogs’ are making the most of being able to annoy the crap out of me now, whereas before on the farm, 30km out of town, interaction was greatly limited- so peaceful out there, man I loved it!! So, this is definitely a thing with me; when I walk around, I do not look at people intently. I usually have my head slightly down, looking where I am walking (a snake related thing, plus a “you disgust me related thing” – {NOT a guilty thing!! Lol – still laughing about that, some twit thought I never ‘looked’ because I was bad, a bad person who has done some major bad things and feels guilty!!! Lol! AS IF}. Actually, it’s also related to the sun; having 2020 vision means that the sun is way too bright to be outside without sunnies, and not just regular sunnies, but polarized ones. (It was an issue when I was buying sunglasses on ebay, all the ones I bought were to pale and I was looking down shielding myself from the sun. I needed the polarised ones. Finally, when they made the darker ones available on ebay, (in my 40s), my eyesight started failing, and the sun is not so bright anymore, so I don’t need the polarized ones. Btw, when I talk to people 1 on 1, I always look people in the eye; don't mistake me for someone who doesn’t. People are often mistaking me for someone else. I also don’t really look very closely at people in cars if I am driving either. I just have no interest in looking at people! Although I have excellent peripheral vision. Well, I did in my 20’s at least, I wear glasses now, so I am guessing not as good. I don’t really care if maybe I might recognize someone or not, I figure if they have got something to say to me, they will come up to me and say it. (Turns out they don’t for some reason, they are unable, (! possibly retarded?) and then get offended cause they think I snubbed them – idiots). But as I don’t have a huge ‘friend’ network, I don’t really encounter people I know, anyway, so I don’t concern myself with “looking”. Suits me just fine. I remember when I was 18 driving with my friend and her parents, as we overtook another car, the mother literally took off her seat beat, and turned sideways, facing the window directly, so she could see and look as to who it may be, as we passed!!! She was a very social person and would have large network of friends in their rural community, so I guess, that was quite a normal thing for her, although I remember being slightly embarrassed for her. She’s like the opposite me! But so, there are many people who love to play The Looking Game. Maybe the ‘sign dogs’ thinks everybody should be doing just what that mother did, all the time! Go and play with ones that WANT to look. I have no interest in looking at anyone. (except eye candy on telly!) Plus, I think the main people who think I should look at them, are ‘peacocks’, with that personality of “look at me, look at me look at me, look how good and pretty I am” - It’s like a childish 3rd born thing, and these grown adults haven’t grown out of that mentality. And thus, want me to look at them! (Not saying they are 100% to blame for their Peacock mentality; a starvation of love, I believe, is a big contributing factor into the Peacock personality. AND I am also not saying the Peacock personality is all bad, in many situations; somebody has to be the spokesperson, the good communicator, the story teller. And we all love looking at beautiful things. But I have “Peacock Problems”, that is, people of this personality type getting pissed off, because they think I refuse to look at them, and so they do something to antagonize me, which usually involves stealing, as it is actually not quite so easy to antagonize me. I am a cool calm and collected person. Hence the thefts. So, I have their dysfunction I have to put up with, endure, observe and get pissed off about at THEIR dysfunction, not mine! I mentioned my green beanie was stolen, and it was stolen because when I was walking in front of all the units wearing my green beanie; I was not looking. I was most likely looking down at the pavement or at my unit where I was headed, I have some beautiful plants out front. So, I certainly wasn’t looking at any of the other units as I was walking in front of them. And I was advised that my beanie was stolen because I didn’t look at any of the units as I was going past (?) Can you believe that? I think the person who stole that might’ve been the new guy in number 8, just after it was stolen he seemed to have left, as there’s a different person with a different car living in that unit, (but it was very strange because there was no change over of tenancy, there’s quite a big rigmarole if there’s a new lease and a new occupant, for some reason it takes the realestates several weeks to swap over a tenancy!). So, but that person who I think stole my beanie, was a PEACOCK, he would strutt around the unit carpark, he came up to me twice before he left, just wanting an excuse to talk to me. I asked the postman to keep a look out for my green beanie (he knocks on doors and delivers parcels) So far it has not been returned. And the other things they do, in regards to The Looking Game, which is a real nuisance; My unit is small and if I am in the kitchen or bedroom or work/computer space, I can see who’s coming and going, my unit has the unfortunate spot of being at the very entrance. So, they do strange ‘Car comings and goings’ in order to do signs. I want to further repeat here, Peacock types who want me to look at them are like pathetic little insecure mice types. I certainly have no time of day for a person with the mentality of peacockmouse! I prefer looking at healthy-ness, thanks very much. And I know, other people, have noticed this “ not looking thing” about me, (the dogs who are obsessed with me), and so, have taken it upon themselves to line up “peacockmice”. Seriously, they wait, all day sometimes, outside my complex, just waiting for me to stand near my big window and look outside, or go outside, so then they quickly drive past, so that I would inadvertently see them, or their car at least, they seem to be content if I just see their car. Then as soon as I see them, they leave. IDIOTS. (If I take my camera outside, they never, drive in. Such cowards.) This is been going on for years. Bored people who live on the streets during the day. They’re obviously unemployed or rich, and have all the time in the world to just sit outside my unit complex waiting, or possibly these are the hoons, that constantly drive up and down, waiting for some such opportunity, or waiting for the movie to end, or waiting for me to have a shower, or waiting for me to wash my hair…... RACK OFF little mice. An old man game. A little boy game. A dog game. Aside from the power tripping and psychological reasons why such people hang around me, I heard rich people come and hang around me, as it makes them feel good about being around someone who has not much money, it makes them feel better about their own unhappy rich lives. This apparently is also why they travel to poor countries like Nepal and the Philippines. () so, I heard! Since the woman in number five has left - this may have stopped? I’m not entirely sure, I tend not to pay attention if I know that they’re doing signs because the people doing signs are stupid and ignorant (and disrespectful). That woman who left may have been co-organizing it. I think she was the nice female stalker from Petersham 20 years ago, who has stalked me all the way up to Queensland? I talk about her in the ‘Cheese and Tomato Bread Roll story’. She named her, now teen daughter Emily. And now again, this is what I have to say about such sign people: Pathetic people are doing it. Pathetic idiots. You know if a woman in a relationship, encountered this behaviour from her partner, she would just tell them off, if they persisted with their nuisance behaviour, she would divorce and go through the courts if necessary. But the cowards in my life, on my back usually do not show themselves, so I can’t just tell them to fuck off. They are so insidiously evil, they have metaphysically attached themselves to someone who doesn’t actually want them hanging around, like a leach. And I want to remind you, in my life, it is usually women who harass me. Plus, I just remember something from 25yrs ago at a party; I had gone up to my aunt to talk to her about something, and that’s when I noticed the reaction from those two blonde mousy looking girls, who must’ve been following me around. They seemed to get really pissed off when I started speaking to my aunt. Now, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen them before and again too, I know I have, I am constantly talking about “stupid dogs who follow me around”. So, it was at this party I realized, what they were doing, and it is some sort of sick sign punishment and reward game, but in reverse, as usually it’s the other way around. I have mentioned it before, there is some stupid twit who yells out “well pick up” – as in’ talk to someone’, then the dogs would leave you alone and not torment you. (akin to “To Kill a Mocking Bird”; if you watch a movie, they can’t torment you). So those bimbos were doing the opposite; if I do talk to someone, they would ‘pretend’ to get really pissed off. That’s their game, and they can no longer be dog perverts, as I ‘picked up’. Btw, doing the opposite of everything, creates a no-win situation for me; like, HOW ABSURD. They especially love the whole “smile and the whole world smiles with you”, an expression which must be their personal favourite rebellious ‘saying’, because they like to do the OPPOSITE of that; so, if I’m happy, dogs try to make me pissed off and angry via harassment, manipulation and public nuisance behaviour. Rack off you stupid little dogs. And you know, in 30 years, your little game has not worked, yet you still, follow me around. STUPID. (Greatly reduced as I write my public Blog and post photos of dogs). The image above is what I would be now purchasing, if I was not forced to move from Rangari. They are stunning roses. The real ‘Peacocks’ worth looking at. And I want them! Nature is stunning and worth living for. I have to update this photo story, because I didn't mention the A.M. and the P.M. ( am and pm ) This too, is an issue; different signs depending on what time of day it is. Yes, it's a thing with sign people. It's a little difficult to explain, but often if I go anywhere first thing in the morning, like before 9, then I get left alone, I don't get harassed by dogs of any type, no signs, no retailer dogs overcharging me at the counter, no discrimination tactics, no verbal harassment, no bullying, no one following me. It's actually kind of weird for me to note and observe these people, at different times of day. It’s a bit like watching monkees in a zoo. I'll put here a little example of what was going on for a while. I was going to do a whole separate story for it and call it the “Kmart Cunts”, but my blog is getting long now, so I'll just add it on here; Occasionally, I order things from Kmart online, and often it's much cheaper if I click and collect rather than get delivery {charges vary between $20 and $140 – ridiculous prices}. But, I have problems when I click and collect; if I go any time, basically after early in the morning, then these problems are ’arranged’ specifically for me, with the sole point of trying to make me feel uncomfortable {I literally have dogs tell me that they like making me feel uncomfortable, they get off on it, it's a power trip for them, they literally tell me they are ‘sick’}. And so after 3 or 4 pick-ups over 3 or 4 years, I went on Facebook (on my newly created fake name account, still not ban!), and said ‘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, there you go; that's what the staff at Kmart Sarina do. They truly are cunts and certainly undeserved of a pay packet of any sort, in my opinion. After I updated this story with the Kmart cunts, and ‘no problems’ before 9am paragraph; the following time I went into Sarina, this morning, the stupid dogs of course decided to do the opposite, and so instead of the usual no one at the servo at 7am in the morning, there was at least 25 people there beeping me, with one woman blocking me so I had to go to the browser that didn't really work very well; this is such a typical pacific aggressive thing that they do, so typical. But it got worse, as next I went to Mitre 10 to get a Margarite Daisy, and they had just sprayed the nursery with pesticides, I literally was sick after about 30 seconds of being in there, plus there were radio DJ and musician dogs on the radio that blares in there in the overhead speakers (why do they do that? ;we don’t want the radio on whilst shopping – you morons.) (Total evil element of musician’s – it’s real, if I had teenagers, I would ban them via EXPLAINATION METHOD, from listening to music, they are that devious. - Same goes with many people who work in the television and movie industry; complete irresponsible greedy thieves, and while I'm in this particular area; stop trying to make me feel guilty about purchases that I make; just piss off you stupid unwanted 3rd borns. Show some goddamn respect). And when I drove away in my car, once again I had car problems, now this is the 4th time this is happened when parked in Sarina, in a carpark, and when I've left I've had car problems. It hasn't happened anywhere else, only in Sarina. I don't think this is a coincidence. My old man neighbour says it's just a fuel injection problem, and it can't be something that is done deliberately i.e. fuel tank tampered with. But I'm not so sure he knows - a lot of people tend to be naive about the evil antics of what cunts do, plus he implied I forgot, and when someone does that and I did NOT forget, then it’s usually about the phenomena “do not tell, otherwise there will be repercussions”. Well, as I have already explained I do not believe in living an oppressed life – did you think I was joking when I said that? I am always going to tell when you steal from me or harass me – you silly bimbo. (And no, on a DIFFERENT matter, I did not tell council about the Thai plant, that is what the dogs in the industry do, they like to muck things up for everyone, they’re stupid). I put a warning on my gardening group, warning people about going into the nursery section because there's area full of pesticide stench, and I said I was going to have to stock up on vegetables in case there was any toxic particles entering body. This could be a case of passive aggressive dogs here; there some people who don't know that if you come into contact with toxins that cause cancer, then, if you are healthy enough, and eat enough vegetables, they combat any bad cells, and stop them from growing into cancer. I'm thinking they may have wanted me to talk about this problem, and sacrificing me with poisons, is not a concern for them. I have a very loud voice, so I have been advised. Just like those evil scientist who work on animals and have no regard for the well-being of those test animals, or the cunts that hand out viruses to me at jobs providers- who btw, I spoke to yesterday, as they mucked up my payments, and I was forced to call them. Rebeka and Michael at IntoJobs, regional manager. PURE EVIL and BUGGER OFF. I later found out Centrelink had not sent me the app notifications, so they are to blame for all problems, but jobs provider should have fixed it when I told them, but they did not, delib. I went to update this story today 2026, I wanted to mention one of the signs they do by “girl losers so she has to walk and she doesn't get a car, what a looser stupid blonde” - seriously that’s what they do. like they're really rude, they have no respect for anyone, it's their game played by stupid bloody idiots: they are a menace and a nuisance. Anyway, when I went to insert that paragraph in this story I got halfway, realized how long it was, and thought I really can't be bothered to read all of this, I mean I live this shit that they do EVERY DAY. Do I need to be reminded of it this evening? No. It was only just yesterday in fact, when I went to Woolworths (online Asian nerd refused to deliver my preferred oil, so had to go instore), that they were doing this very sign. As Woolworths are stealing from me at Sarina, and so they're doing signs now about it “the blonde bimbo won at Sarina Woolworths, so you lose”. So, I guess nuisance idiots are telling me that I shouldn't shop at Sarina Woolworths because they're stealing from me. Like I somehow need to be told this?? Woolworths are stealing from me, they're charging me double the price, it's blatant discrimination, I put in a complaint but they're quite happy to discriminate, it seems even if they are exposed as discriminating, they don't care. But the people who do those signs are worse to deal with even than Woolworths. It is still my decision if I shop at Woolworths or not, however the people who do signs are there, not because of my decision. They are there because they are a tormenting nuisance power trippers. And in fact, they're so obvious, (usually they are way more passive aggressive so that no one else can see – to try and make me sound crazy) that today someone else was doing signs saying that the sign people ought to be sued for psychological torment, damages. Now that day, I saw who was doing signs it was an intojobs.com car, who I have nothing to do with but are employed by Centrelink. Although it may have been a fake ad on the car, just some stupid rich computer nerd doing it, thinking they are diabolical. (Idiot- do you see what I mean all men are fuckin idiots. – the girls were doing signs “add to you way to get rid of pricks “Read feminist books”). Who pays those car people? it was Sunday afternoon, in a cyclone. They'll be getting triple pay. Getting paid to be a nuisance, polluting the air, a tormenting nuisance polluter that somebody thinks should be sued. I would like to sue them, but when you have no money for a lawyer, you can't actually sue! And besides, no one sues anyone in Australia. It's like the government wanting to sue themselves. It’s why the lotto is rigged. “she could do some serious damage if she was rich” IMAGE THAT GOES ALONG WITH THIS PHOTOSTORY 26. The Cult Phenomenon I have mentioned on my blog that I think home-schooling is the way to go, due to my experience with a few bad teachers, but it’s more than that as well. It’s like the whole concept of a bunch of 30 odd kids all sitting facing one person who is meant to be telling them ‘All that’s good’, it really encourages a cult like psyche, and this is why, I was told, that, cults were a big thing back in the 70’s, because the kids were so used to just sitting listening to one person, so when they were unleashed on to the world, they were a little lost, so they formed, and joined cults! I guess since then, the education system has improved somewhat, because there’s not huge cult movement, at the moment, although I believe they still exist in America. But, the whole classroom concept, with one person telling a bunch of other kids what to do - if you think about it, it’s weird. When I was 18/19, doing my 2-year associate diploma course after school, I was friends with a classmate, a woman who was older, she had a family, husband, and 3 kids. Occasionally we all would meet out of college, and visit fashion things, like parades and expos. This one day she and I were out doing something, and she wanted us to stop by this, what appeared to be a weird religious group. It was a strange building, not a church, and not a recognisable standard religion, it was in the inner-city suburbs. I can’t remember what the religion was, but it was a religion apparently. I found it altogether very odd, and it reminded me of a cult. I thought it was weird that she would take me to a place like that, it was like, she assumed that I was here in Sydney, on my own, and so, she was wondering, why I hadn’t joined a cult of some sort! She was really trying to encourage me to join that religion, whatever it was. I felt it was a passive aggressive attack from her, even so passive that she couldn’t see her evil tendency, of wanting me to succumb to a cult. (later I can see; she dog). I did have a fair amount of religion growing up, so maybe it is people who didn’t have this religion growing up, who succumb to cults too? Not sure. At age 19 I still had teachers trying to tell me what to do, so I certainly wasn’t going to join a cult! I’ve noticed all throughout my life, there is a never-ending amount of people who will try to tell you what to do. Why anyone would want to join a cult is beyond comprehension for me. I bet there’s been no cults that have actually given out the most important advice you need, and that’s about money; when you start working you need to take out a mortgage and borrow that money so you can have somewhere to live, and then latter, make money from that money that you borrowed. It’s like the basic fundamental about life at the moment as we know it, and has been this way for quite some time. Yet, I don’t recall anyone ever telling me this little bit of a valuable information when I was growing up. How many years of schooling was it…...12 years of schooling, not one mention about this little factor. Absurd. 27. A Third of my Childhood in the Water I've mentioned on my blog how I spent a third of my childhood in the water; aside from the Gunnedah pool, and the ocean down at grandmas, there was a river that flowed by Gunnedah, called The Namoi. It was a fairly large river, see photo above. even though the water was always murky dirty brown, it was always quite pretty down near the river, because there were large trees, and abundant wildlife, and even beautiful weeping willows back then. And it usually always flowed, I think I recall once it didn't flow, although after I left Gunnedah in 2018, and there were a couple more really dry years, so it may have stopped flowing for a while then (?). It was fairly deep, you couldn't walk across it, plus the flow was too strong. There are a few spots where people go swimming, but no designated public area. Just down from the bridge, someone had tied up a rope from a big tree and I remember swinging off it with whole heap of teenagers, having a blast. It’s still there. When I moved back in at dad's briefly, I used to take his dog Tessa, who had a sore leg, down to the river, and only after a few short weeks, she fully recovered from her sore leg (that she had for ages), the river had given her a new lease of life. I highly recommend anyone with an old dog, or I guess a dog of any age, taking them for walks down by the river - they absolutely love going for walks down by the river. Tessa would just wander around the shoreline especially, and get fairly wet and stinky. She really loved it. I recalled swimming one day too close to an eddy, and I got totally sucked under the water, by the whirling undercurrent. I was holding something in my hand, I think I might've been a camera and my hat. I managed to hold them straight up above my head, the water came up to my wrist as I got sucked straight down, I hit the bottom, and was able to push off the bottom, out of the eddy, still not getting my camera and hat wet! Lol! I was reminded I am just like dad; that's exactly something he would do; Save the hat and the camera! (But also, the 'underside of the universe' telling me - "we don't want you, get back up there!"). I remember in my youth, when I was swimming, I wouldn't care if I was cold, like if I had been in for so long that I was shivering. I’m thinking, looking back, being cold regularly helped my back, my fascia. By the way, I have this vague memory of when I was swimming as a child: I am someone who didn't really notice other people, like I was just in my own world, swimming, having fun, playing, sometimes if there were other kids about, they would join in and play to. I just would never concern myself with other people in the pool, or what anyone else was doing. I was fully engrossed in playing in the water, always. {Actually I believe this is a reason why I may have problems with certain types; they see me in my own little world and want to interject. They want to interfere with my happy content living. -Maybe just want to involve themselves, but don’t know how to do it, and so become a nuisance - in my opinion, those people would have to be 3rd borns, and from families that raised such personality types}. Anyway, one time at the pool, I looked up and had a look around, and I noticed there was at least a dozen older men, maybe 18, 20, 25 year-olds, just standing around the pool, leaning on the rail, staring at me! So, back then I noticed but was not concerned by it. Of course, now, the alarm bells are going off - if I had kids I would definitely not send them to the public pool and especially not on their own, as we were, always up there on our own. I was reminded of this story because recently, I visited the Mackay local public pool in Autumn to try and cold treat my foot, and seriously, there was this guy who worked there, starring at me the entire time I was there! I am a slightly overweight 52yr old now!! I did a review for that pool on Facebook, I will put it here (I got no response from the staff on FB). “Mmm, well let me see, first of all when I checked with the girl behind the kiosk the week before, she didn't let me know that there was going to be heating switched in all the pools. And so then when I arrived a week later, the girl behind the counter told me that the pool is closed, and only the small pool is open, and if I wanted to come in I could, and it would be a free charge. So I go in, and after about an hour, having to endure the incredibly over loud music, on the loudspeakers, which I have to tell you, is really annoying, why would you want to think we want to listen to music when we're at the pool swimming? we don't), anyway they suddenly cleared the barrier and opened the other pool. I strongly suspect there was nothing wrong with it in the first place. The staff seemed to be filled with hate, and wanted to cause problems. And after spending 3 hours in the water, trying to "cold treatment" my sore foot - which didn't work because the pool was heated. I left, but was later given a fake speeding ticket by the police for $500 (was not speeding on the day, but they said I was), which I believe was brought about from the people at this pool - it was like a "toll" for staying there for so long. It's all connected, and related, and I had a very negative experience of the people at Mackay. And hope never to have to return to that pool. Oh, and by the way, when I was there, the entire time, one of the guys who worked there, was staring at me from across the pool, THE ENTIRE TIME - it was a most unacceptable situation. 28. Conditioned Women Deliberately trying to be Bimbo to get “ADORED” People Trying to Feel Important by Making Jokes, Showing Off to Colleagues They do this ALL THE TIME, it is infuriating. And also, because when ‘daft’ people try to come up with a joke, it’s usually at someone else’s expense – mine. Like those old Australia’s Funniest Home Videos - seeing someone fall over, and thinking its hilarious. Daftiés like that type of humor. For example, if I chose ‘click and collect’ instead of deliveries for Woolies, I save $18, so it is in my necessary interest to ‘click and collect’ rather than get my usual delivery (price hike). So when I go there, they pretend to be COMPLETELY HOPELESS BIMBOS and muck up EVERY order so far, usually resulting me having to wait in the car park for 20 minutes until they bring it out “oh, I did not see your car in the bay” or “unpacking groceries from trolley to boot – no we don’t do that , you have to do that” or “we did not get the notification that you were here" or when I am there and have to call them as they did not bring groceries out “I’ll just check for you” – then hang up on me multiple times. SUCH CUNTS. You know I think when they do this REPEATEDLY, they do so, as they are looking for a particular response. It’s like they want me to be “graceful”, like they want me to adore their ‘bimbo’ behaviour. You know, this is a conditioning by men, men who like bimbos, those men have imparted their will over women so much, that now women are deliberately trying to be bimbo to get “adored”. So sick. So stupid. You know if you are rude and disrespectful, I am not going to adore you, infact I will most likely hate you, and tell you in a roundabout manner to go fuck yourself. Oh, and the train people here at Sarina, who can hear me and read my Blog, and are constantly beeping at me, re winning and losing; did something to the train on my way to woolies last night, they blocked the road, so they never moved the train off the crossing, - all traffic eventually gave up and had to drive down to the next crossing to get across the highway to woolies- they do this deliberately, from experience, its not the first time they have done this, they have done this at least 6 times now. They try to delay me in order to steal from me – I think they may have stolen my cherry red shrimp. Stupid train men. By the by, photo above shows brilliant Woo den Ear Buds with Cotton Tips, so the plastic ones do not pollute the earth and ocean – hooray for this manufacturer! 29. Centerlink Complaint about Age Pension for Women According to your website: Age Pension age is: 65 years and 6 months, if you were born between 1 July 1952 and 31 December 1953 66 years, if you were born between 1 January 1954 and 30 June 1955 66 years and 6 months, if you were born between 1 July 1955 and 31 December 1956 67 years, if you were born on or after 1 January 1957. You know, if you look at sport in Australia, there’s MEN’s, and there’s WOMEN’s; they are clearly divided because it is WIDELY KNOWN, (a recognised factor) that men are much stronger than women. So, I’m wondering why retirement age for men at 67 is the same as for women? As far as I’m concerned, women’s retirement age should be brought down to 50. I would say for any woman who chooses to retire and take a pension at 50+, she ought to be able. Wake up Centrelink, you have to actually think about the rules you make, and not just make them according to how you WISH they ought to be. Not all women are married to rich well paid (overpaid men), who can support their wives in their female weakness of their 50’s and 60’s. Why are you punishing smart unmarried woman? Maybe you are under the DELUDED impression that all smart women are rich! Well, newsflash – it does not work like that, there are plenty of smart women who are on low incomes. HEAPS. The image above shows another, yet another, tank I have cleaned. How many tanks will I have to clean out in my life time, how many fucking rentals do I have to live in? Now, just waiting for rain. It never rained; I ended up leaving before it rained anyway. Why are you offering me rentals with a 6month lease, when I need somewhere to live for the rest of my life? I note, about 6mnths after I had made this observation complaint, I noticed there was a new additional payment for unemployed singles at age 55 or over; of $57.20 {added on to the Newstart allowance} a win, but not really a recognition of retirement age already. Plus a reduction {as in a complete stop} of ‘condescending running through jobs providers hoops’, needs to go along with the additional payment. I am age 50 at this time btw. Also I heard some such politician, who was organising the next upcoming Olympics (or was it Commonwealth Games(?); she was trying to convince people that there ought NOT be men's division and women's division, because women were just as strong as men....lol. See what happens when you think about something, and realise the truth of the matter; bad jokes! 30. Cheese and Tomato Bread Roll Story So, one day I happened to be outside my block of units here at Sarina, and there happened to be a woman with a moving van, trying to reverse it in. She was the blonde woman who has a teenage daughter who lives 3 units down from me. I’ve spoken to her 3 or 4 times since I’ve been here in the last 2 years. Always amicably. I did not know when she moved in, or how long she had been there. I did not recognise her as someone I have known. I do not know her name. So, I asked her if she’s moving out, she said “yes, she’s going down to New South Wales”, and that was pretty much the end of our conversation. But she and her daughter (whose name happened to be Emily), I think they might have been causing problems for me, I’m not entirely sure, but the more I think about them, and the more I look at their photos (I have photos of everyone who lives here, and who comes here). Plus, as I have mentioned, I have dogs that come in and stare at me and leave again, and occasionally, I just thought, it had something to do with that woman, as they often seem to just stop outside, her unit? But I wasn’t sure. So that day, after speaking with her again plus something else I was reminded of that day, I realised that, that woman was this woman from Enmore, in Sydney, who I had met briefly when I worked down there at Grave Attire; What happened, this one time, was that I decided I was going to walk up the road a bit to the bakery and get a dozen bread rolls, then make them all up with meatloaf and put them in the freezer, so I could just grab one every day before work, and then I wouldn’t have to worry about lunch every day. So, I went, got my dozen rolls, might have been 2 dozen now, I can’t quite remember. 2 supermarket bags full of bread rolls! My brother happens to pass by the shop that afternoon, and he saw the bread rolls by my desk, and made the comment that they looked stale, probably two days old. So, I wasn’t too impressed with the owners of the bread shop, well, I thought, that’s how they treat neighbours in Enmore. But I thought well, if they’re going in the freezer, I probably won’t notice anyway. (And did not; actually, the staleness of them made them ‘crusty’ and not soggy frozen! – I know what I’m doing!!) So, the next day, I’m sitting in my shop, eating my meatloaf, roll, and this lady from up the road, she said she was from the sandwich shop, next door to the bread shop. I didn’t usually venture out up to the other end of the street, anyway, but she came into the shop and she was talking to me for a bit, and then out of the blue, she offered to make me up a roll, a proper roll from the sandwich shop! (I suspect maybe the whole street may have heard of the whole stale roll situation?). I said to her “no, I have 1 or 2 dozen meatloaf rolls to go through, I was fine”. But the next day, she came back into my shop with a made-up bread roll, she insisted I have it, she insisted. So even though I already eaten my meat loaf roll that day, I reluctantly took it, and I didn’t give her any money for it either, because I had told her “No” repeatedly. But, since she was so insistent, I took it and ate it shortly after she left (an advantage of having a “pot belly” – I can eat just like just how a camel drinks! (This was a time before the movie Fight Club, I certainly would not eaten it after that movie came out). I recall it was cheese and tomato with seasoning, and this is not something I would ever purchase or order. However, it was absolutely delicious. I’d never had a nicer roll. I think, it may be due to the fact that the bread roll was so fresh. I don’t think I’ve ever been given or served bread that was so fresh and delicious (living on a farm 30km out of town – I had never had really fresh bread). So, I don’t recall venturing back up there and thanking her? I may have, I am kind of a polite and respectful person. I definitely thanked her at the time after she gave it to me, but I guess in retrospect that she did something nice for me, I should’ve done something nice for her, maybe given her one of the velvet scrunchies that was so popular in the shop. But shortly after that the shop closed down and I moved up to the Central Coast. I really gave that woman no more thought, although occasionally when I saw a tomato and cheese roll, I would think of that one I ate back then and how good it was, and how nice that lady was making it for me when she saw the shop next door had totally screwed me over with stale bread rolls. So, over the years, with all this thieving that was going on in my life. People have often hinted to me that it’s mother and a daughter related, they would hint that a mother would use her daughter as an excuse to steal, they would think, “oh well, I’ve got a daughter to support, so I’m going to take it.” like that’s their stupid mentality and their attitude. And I fathom that they were not just talking about any single women with daughters, but also married ones, they also have this fake justified mentality to steal from women who don’t have kids. (They are fucked women by the way). Suffice to say, whenever I encountered a mother and daughter together, I am very wary, I would automatically assume that they are thieves and probably people to be avoided. I guess this would be the same case with mothers and sons, but I have a firm rule now, to stay away from all mothers, and actually I avoid all women - they’re all thieves, so far as my experience goes. In fact, I think I must be the only ‘non-thief’ left in Australia. So, I’m certain now that this blonde woman who was living next door to me, was the same woman from Enmore, and has been following me around the whole of Australia with her daughter, stealing from me? It certainly looks like her though, but it has been 26 years since the Good Bread Roll incident. And maybe since I did not race up to the sandwich shop and sing her praises about the bread roll, that she’s decided to follow me around and steal from me for the next 26 years? If this is the case I can assure you that woman is completely nuts, albeit, good at making bread rolls. You know, I mentioned elsewhere on my blog that I have had women who make helpful suggestions, and so, like they want compensation somehow for making a helpful suggestion; but since I have no idea who they are, they just take and help themselves. Maybe this is along the same lines, except I did meet that woman. Complete stupidity. When I moved into these units, I made a point of delivering a small note to each of the units, stating who I was, and if they wanted to know anything about me to go and read my blog! Since I keep to myself, experience tells me that if a ‘dog’ personality does not know you, but sees you, then they will be disrespectful to you. But I suspect that woman has started reading my blog and figured out that she has made a mistake with her life and so has finally left? Btw, I think 2 of the workers in that bakery who sold me those rolls, lived in the smelly cat unit? Both tall, skinnish with blackish hair. So, I have just worked out; it was that woman’s daughter who poisoned my Native Hibiscus. I saw her that day carrying the spray bottle, she had been behaving oddly opening the gardeners car door, I wondered what she was doing. She was wearing her hair in a pony tail – I tend to only recognise people if they wear their hair in exactly these same way all the time! (This can be a little confusing! J). Plus, I think that woman and her daughter might have been stealing my laundry powder from the car port? As it was stolen off my veranda when I lived at Gin Gin too, I can only assume, that these are the dogs following me around and stealing from me, plus verbally yelling out and harassing me?? I think back to that time in Enmore, as I don’t think that blonde woman would be doing this on her own devices. I think she might have been ‘egged on’ by this other woman that came into my shop; one day at around about the same time, it was a little strange, I was introduced to her, by some other customer, as someone who is very wealthy and had lots of money to spend on something to wear, to some event or something. I can’t quite remember the details, but possibly I have seen that woman harassing me up at Cairns – she has the ability to manipulate other “sleeping beauties” around me. And she might’ve formed some sort of weird obsession with me? “Look what I can do!!” – there was another incident involving a lot of money, and I’m actually not going to talk about it, but she obviously has too much money, and no job, nothing to do – so it could be HER responsible for everything, all the female harassment and theft problems?? Rich stupid dog! She had brown hair and was kind of plump/average size average weight. No idea what her name was, although I do remember, she was wearing an amazing outfit when she came into the shop, so she is a fashion person, a fashion related person. One day a book of designer wedding dresses was sitting on my shop desk, I think it was from her? (I had made wedding dress recently), and the book was full of amazing dresses, out of this world, they leave the ‘meringue look’ in the dust. All the dresses were ‘off white’, I suspect it was a joke, a rich persons joke; only white for the “pure”. She is a little sick. But the harassment I have received over the years, has certainly not been funny for me in any way; fuck off you stupid brunette bimbo, you deserve a bullet to the ear, and get your own fucking life and stop using me to amuse yourself -stop using me to try to give your own life meaning. I have to say, it seems a lot of people like making up jokes – I have heard and seen some seriously funny and clever things, things that people just come up with spur of the moment, or, I note, things that have had A LOT of time, thought and planning, put into it – so many people like making up jokes, infact, most people I encounter make up jokes, even people with odd or none, senses of humour! I think it has become a competition for that rich woman and her friends, and they have set a “trend”. Stealing is not funny you stupid bimbos. The photos above show the blonde woman in no 3 (from Enmore), and the 2 young girls walking around the car park {half naked}, are her then teenage daughter, named Emily, (!) and her daughters brunette friend. I have no idea why they would poison my trees that I planted. WHY! Delusional idiots? And this explains why, when I asked the gardener who that girl was, he said “she might be his daughter” MIGHT! that stupid gardener was lying to save that little bitch – see, this is what happens, with all stupid little bitches; they get people to protect them, and therefore they never suffer any consequences for their evil behaviour, and so they keep doing it; stupid gardener. And good thing I wrote my Blog. Both that blonde woman and her daughter belong in jail, they are a police matter, unbeknownst to the police. Life Stories P20 Next to p21 STOLEN ITEMS About P1, About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20 (this), LSP21, LSP22,
- Items Stolen still at yetanother address | Emily Bieman's Blog
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. Stolen August or September 2024 It was stolen by bimbo women who wear hot pink. Someone told me it was RSPCA dogs?? It could've been stolen yesterday 1st September, as there were heaps of women wearing hot pink, 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, no one would take it, but because I have to buy in bulk, so I don't have to drive up there every 3rd day, and spend hundreds of dollars on petrol, some stupid female dog sees how many I have and thinks she's entitled to steal it - this is how they think, they're so stupid, they think they're entitled to my food, as I have more than one - 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. And now especially as I am about to go off unemployment payments – it like they are doing a last-minute scratch to steal as much as they can. 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. So aside from kangaroo meant 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 fuck the hell off; are we married? Do we have any kind of relationship at all you fucking deluded jealous idiot? NO WE DON’T, so fuck off. 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 was 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. 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 a 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. 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 think?). 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 with feelings of inadequacies – 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. 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!!! 22. 2 x Silicone Buckets stolen over the summer 25/26, 1 black and 1 grey silicone buckets. Whoever stolen them is clearly a stupid 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. 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 – but dogs doing Indian Giving bullshit is quite common. 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! They also took 2 x 20L food grade buckets - STOLEN, taken summer 25/26 at Sarina Beach - stolen by local bimbos-rasied by STUPID MOTHERS on facebook - that will be $20, plus postage, thanks very much
- Life Stories P7 | Emily Bieman's Blog
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. Sometimes they steal from me. Sometimes they actually come up to me and talk to me- although not usually. 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. So that day at MPB, instead of the typical remote empty beach, that I love. I was followed there by about 20 people. There 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 paint brush set, or was it just 1 out of the set? It was a while back. 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, fuck knows, what they are thinking, but that is how they often steal from me, thinking nothing of it – like its 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, 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 and a stupid child next door harassing me verbally, and they have come in sneakily, the child I suspect, while I was talking to my landlord and it punctured my inflatable, as well as stealing a yoga ball. And a few weeks back somebody put a big scratch mark all the way across on my ipad, like they “keyed” my iPad; using the stanley blade that I had left out on the kitchen table, plus, and I think they did this the following day, or a few days later, they put a hole in one spot, then 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 person? 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 mothers, like a point of weakness, that they jump on. And trying to get me thrown out is a recurring theme from bitch women, bitch mothers, bitch stupid mothers. So, to have those ‘followers’ – 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 fuck 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 hate you. Fuck 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!! Mirrorcam! 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. 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, but I suspect those 2, just saw their own opportunity, and went for it!; territorial bulldogs; “this is our beach, you have to pay the toll” And while I am talking about signs, I want to mention something that has been happening for at least 5yrs – well it has increasingly got so frequent (there are some really stupid people that work in the entertainment industry making movies and shows); but there are also some very smarty-pants, some with a helpful nature, (a lot actually) some even genius, but those people want to warn viewers about the upcoming bad program – they can see what’s going on – the ‘intangible’, and they want to do it in a way that, they can’t be found out, that’s pretty much instant, and is kind of secretive, otherwise they may be fired. - What happens is, at the beginning of a movie or show, if there is some mode of transport flashing past the screen that beeps, so, either a car, train, or even ferry, this means that the show is mediocre bullshit and you probably shouldn’t watch it (or has stealing dogs in it, or is offensive and propagandist, or has predator evil rapist men in it…) Well, there have been a lot of programs that I have continued to watch after I’ve heard warning beeps, and they have been truly bad, often I’ve switched them off. BUT I do find this warning actually more annoying than the bad show - it’s up to me to decide what I watch, it’s not up to somebody else. Some times the beeps are so out of place, I even wonder if Netflix can do ‘over-sounds’ in the app? 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) 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 Photo shows 2 middle age hiding in the bushes just up from my house one Saturday morning (no longer on my blog due to size issues). I would frequently have people lurking outside my house at Kookaburra Park. My landlord reckons it is because of her – the body corporate there wants to sticky beak at her new veranda… And, on an unrelated matter: This frequently happens: “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. 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 people in a kind of non-existent roundabout way, about what happens, and still no one really talks about the fact that people get harassed frequently by other people….or birds. Like how I get harassed by the person who lives across the road at 9 Village Lane, (David Hooker, Sharon Millet her son and daughter from previous marriage) the latest thing they do (or one of them does) is a continuation of banging when I walk outside. I find though, all harassment stops, as soon as I sit down and watch a movie. Those ones did stop doing this briefly banging after I walked outside, after I named and shamed them, but when I removed the address from my posting, they started again. They belong in jail. 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. 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! 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,
- Life Stories P22 | Emily Bieman's Blog
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. Gunnedah hospital for gh - still haev to do I 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 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? Course it could be other dogs trying to blame IntoJobs; as how easy is it to get a logo printed and place it on your car door. I did a 2nd one to this story: 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. 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. At a 8. A a 9. A Ba 11. Aa a 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. 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women are completely different around men, they suddenly adopt this, you know, totally sweet eyelash battering persona, whereas on my own, with no men to watch - revolting vulgar thieving bitches Life Stories P18 1. Insights Antics, and Sleep Torture Story 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 common sense, 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. There was also some stupid woman on SBS, I think she may have been a doctor, who was telling everyone, that the reason (I personally) could not sleep (it must have been the time I saw Dr Nadia, if you read that in my Dr stories, re stress from police). So, she was telling everyone, the reason I could not sleep was because I had Alzheimer’s. And it was not because I had stupid bitch neighbours waking me up, at all – {literally my neighbours were waking me every night, some IDIOT was paying them to do it, I think it was a form of sleep torture.} It had something to do with EVIL BITCHES who work at channel 7? Egging them on? I am not sure if it was still Heath Barwick, as when I went over there, there were always some girls there? So, those twits on SBS, they too started waking me up every night – get this, incase I needed to go to the loo, because obviously I was a drunk. CAN YOU BELIEVE the revolting stupidity I am surrounded by? They started waking me in 2015 and THEY STILL do it. Just today, as I write this angry pissed off piece of blog, I literally saw stupid bitches drive into my unit at 350am and just sit outside, and when I got up and went outside, they drove off. OMG, fuck off you pathetic COWARDS. That is harassment and bullying 101. And ofcourse when I get waken at a time like 350am, I do not just fall back to sleep, it takes me about 1 ½ hrs to fall back to sleep, (this is typical for me, always has been, not that I have often before being awaken, actually before 2015, pretty much 7rs every night, uninterrupted). But at 530 – 6am, is just the time I ought to be waking up, that’s a good time to get up, I have pre-determined. So, STUPID FUCKING WOMEN, OMG, could I put it more plainly; I do not have Alzheimer’s, I do not need to go to the loo, and I certainly do need sleep torture. And, I still do not drink. I think those women literally need a smack in the head with a baseball bat so they get this message – FUCK OFF all the time. So, I think someone is paying them to wake me up, which is why they lie and say I need waking; as they want to still get paid and have a cushy job of doing fuck all, except making a loud noise at 350am. Who they hell can I complain to about this? Police can’t do anything; maybe it is the police doing this wake ups?? Since I called them multiple times back in Gunnedah about the thefts (which they also did not thing about). Maybe I will send this photo story to my local polly, maybe they can do something about it. I have come to the opinion that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS Insight 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 did not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school? Her sister was in my year, and I do not believe we were enemies? 2. Whenever I make phone call to determine price, I get ripped off Advertised in Mackay Council tourist brochure for $200, but when I called; “5-minute helicopter trip off the coast of Queensland from Mackay to Keswick Island quoted price at $2840” return with no waiting. However, if I were to have a day trip, it would be the same price, only an additional $606 per hour of waiting time, would be applied!! Can you believe that? Some cocky pilot wants me to pay them $606/hr to wait on a beautiful tropical island for a few hrs! I assume there are a whole bunch of billionaire helicopter pilots roaming Queensland, or no one actually takes a helicopter anywhere, aside from politicians who love to wrought travel expenses. (Auriga Aviation – although they change their name all the time, and advertise themselves in slightly different locations up here – but it is all the same 1 local Mackay company). I’m pretty sure we are in need of some competition when it comes to helicopter trips off the coast of Queensland - to the islands. Am I the only person that gets seasick? By the way, a seaplane cost $1200 for 3 people, provided none of them are overweight. $99/hr wait time. (Horizon Planes Mackay) All the people I spoke to inquiry about these quotes were female. I can’t remember the last time I made a phone call and spoke to someone who was genuine. 3. Hooning Farmer Police This is what happens on a road just out of town, one that has hooning farming driving in and out of town; careless and thoughtless farmers. There has also been dead cats and birds. Plus, they are thieves. The game of thieving by the stupids. This is directly related to me, as I have “hoons” who harass me in particular, they follow me around, hoon outside my home. Metaphysical world related (that has nothing to do with me). And those people, not only steal from me if they see an opportunity, like when I went down the back and forgot to lock the door, but they kill 100’s if not 1000’s of wildlife in the process of their “wannabe in control” hooning, over all these years. They are a menace to me and to mother-nature. WATCH OUT, what goes around comes around. And why the hell does the police not do anything about these stalkers? And no stupid police, I am not talking about catching speeders. YOU IDIOTS. I’m talking about people who drive around aimlessly – bored people who like to drive; they drive around and around on the streets – like territorial dogs. They are people who drive cars and steal, opportunists – dogs looking for opportunities to amuse themselves either from annoying the crap out of a woman, following/stalking or stealing something – usually there’s no speeding in such cases. I remember at Rangari, when I had my trailer on the back, I especially had people follow me - in the hopes that something with fall off my trailer, and they would be able to get it. {Pretty sure that was Emma Finylason, Heath Barwick and Shannon Bree – friends of my little brothers}, but who knows? And I remember when I used to drive down in Sydney, all around infact, and on a regular basis, there was a network of car people who know exactly what the police were doing, and where the police were at all times. They would do signs. (That explains why I had a cop; plain clothes block the speed trap at Mackay 2026; they were talking about it in the Mackay police watch Facebook group – those police are thieves plain and simple. This is maybe why there are car hoons who do signs about the police. Stupid police. Maybe it is the police stealing from me all these years too? Opportunists plain clothes retarded 3rd born police? Tyrannical overcontrolling behaviour equals rebellion plain and simple. STUPID POLICE. Being unable to walk, and having back contortions, not being able to do much of anything, I find myself watching many autobiographies and movies about people in their lives, and I noted that all the really good movies that I enjoy - there’s NO CAR HOONS in them. None. So, I'm wondering if those people do not have car hoons in their life? Are they not familiar with what I'm talking about here, or are they just ignoring all the car hoons? Omitting the ugliness of society from the story of their life? Pretending they don't exist? As car hoons are such a blight and a big part of my life - I really want to know? Maybe ridiculous car hoons are just an Australian thing, I mean I'm certainly sure you wouldn't catch the Norwegian young adults (female just as bad as male) acting in such a manner. Australians are primitive, unsophisticated and uncivilized. Car hoons: Constant incessant problem for me, for years and years. Do they have something preventing them of thinking of something to do with their lives instead of driving around town aimlessly? Perhaps no one has told them it’s up to them to think of something to do, to occupy their time, something to entertain themselves with, or to amuse themselves….. so, they don’t drive around, aimlessly, annoying people and being a total nuisance, {plus polluting the air}. No one is going to stop you and put you ‘on track’ – it’s up to you bimbo car hoons to do it. Stop expecting someone to SAVE you. Same with dirt bikers. I recall Radio National talking one day, - oh no, actually, it was an ad I saw on telly; and 2 girls were making fun of a car hoon as it revved by, - they were using their little pinkie finger to do so (!) well I’m sure I don’t have to spell it out, but they were implying ‘no virility’. This was the first time I have ever seen anyone say anything derogatory about the wretched nuisance car hoons. At least someone was trying to combat the nuisance and absurd polluting mongrels. All other Australians seem to ignore them! (Oh, except for someone who called the police when the nuisance motorbikers were tearing around near the beach, and on the beach. Hooray). Today, nearing age 50, I think I need to do a special blurb about car hoons and how awful they are. How much of a blight they are on society, how much pollution they expel from their cars, how much noise pollution they create, how annoying that car hoon sound is, and what pesty behaviour they are. Car revving, OMG, rack off. Car beeping, rack off. Car stalking, RACK OFF. They are a real problem. It is them who destroys the atmosphere, not just the air, but the vibes of the whole community. They add dirty, loud, obnoxious, juvenile rebellious, and create boisterous vibes. THE OPPOSITE OF CIVILISED LIVING. They are total villains, I am amazed nobody does anything about them, nobody meaning, mainly the police, but also there must be people in Council’s for instance, who know who the hoons are, and can do something about it on a community level. But they do NOTHING. Just because they are not yelling, swearing or urinating in public, does not mean that they are not a public nuisance. This applies to motor bikers too. Especially kids on dirt tracks near national parks, or bush of any sort. If I had it my way, I would be lining up an assassinator on their arses. This is not the 80s and 90s any more. There’s no excuse for car hoons, so bugger off and grow up. Yes it’s true, you really are little boys. I believe a psychiatrist have a syndrome to describe them: “the Peter Pan complex” that is just people who refuse to grow up and be responsible, they still want to be like they were as a child, (this is due to their mother of course, the mother has mucked them up so badly that they are traumatised into having this mental health problem). I do believe the ‘Peter Pan’s could address the issue if they wanted: they don't have to be stuck as ‘Peter Pan’, they could honour their family, by self-help and becoming aware of who you really are, and who you're meant to be. But since they don't like their mother, they refuse to do it. A never-ending cycle of motoring mental illness. Plus, I have seen old men encouraging this Peter Pan complex in young men. Like, trying to justify their own dysfunction. “Keep riding go on” – they give them dirtbikes to ride. Also, I do believe this is kind of issue is related to back in the 80s when men didn’t want women working alongside them in factories, because they were so scared, that they would have to act ‘proper’, if there were women around. It’s exactly the same thing. Although I believe there are female car hoons, who suffer from the same issue. I guess that those ones must be extra stupid, as they haven’t worked out the root of their motives. Female Car Hoons more stupid than male car hoons. Herd the expression "Hootin' Nanny" – old ladies do it too. Oh, also I think this issue is related to female school teachers. I know back in my day a lot of the female teachers have issues with loud boisterous behaviour, and want everyone to be quiet and conservative, so I think these car hoons are rebelling against that, because after all, it is not normal to be quiet and conservative all the time, especially for certain personality types. So yet, another issue that can be blamed on hopeless school teachers. So many issues go back to hopeless school teachers, it is strange how so many people send their kids to schools that have hopeless school teachers. If I had kids, there's not a chance in hell, I would be sending them off to school. BTW, my next-door neighbour on Range rd has started copying the car hoons beeping - she has worked out that if she scrapes her wooden chair on the floor just so, it sounds like a car horn; so, she has started beeping at pertinent moments. Stupidity. Rack off. And btw, the first 3mnths of living at the new location, nothing was stolen, but after my neighbors left, and she moved in (Danielle Wilson), that’s when the thieving started. Females thieves are the worst. She also pushed my tile collage that was in between our units over, broke it, plus stole a mango from the plant table right next to it, pretty sure it was her, but did not see it happen, although the old man from further down pushed the ladder onto my car – same manner – whoever was responsible (or in a manner, not responsible) is going to burn in hell. They need a baseball bat to their head - be prepared for the judgement day. THINK YOU STUPID BITCHES. Life can be hell at any given moment. {2026, they still hooning outside my new address, I am fairly certain today, at any rate there was someone sitting on the roadside about 200m from my house, just revving their car, waiting for me to go outside, and as soon as I did, they took off. Idiot. And hey stupid police – no speeding. (The police steal via fake speeding tickets, they steal from me, I am not sure if they steal from other people in this manner - I certainly have not heard anybody complaining about it – like they should if it happens to them. All the time I lived at Rangari, no speeding tickets, suddenly in QLD, 3}. Not only do I have criminals who target me, I have stupid police who target me – this proves how corrupt the QLD police are. Oh, and this is also related to all the dead animals that I see on the side of the road; it's not that there are huge amounts of wildlife here, but those car hoons (possibly the wannabe police) collect dead wildlife, then place them on my road infront of me, SO I SEE THEM. This has been going on for quite some time, years. I have written about it before but nothing was done so I guess I should've just mention it again. These revolting people literally are killing wildlife and then placing them on my road for me to see the dead wildlife. Aside from them being totally sick in the head, it is possibly along the same lines as some stupid bitch went and got smashed up cars from car accidents, and started putting them on my road, in my path, SO I WOULD SEE THEM. - Like using me to try and control the whole of the community who speed. Fuck off you stupid try hard brain washed 1994 wanna-be good civilians - you are fucking evil and you deserve a bullet to the ear. If you want to use me in this manner then YOU HAVE TO PAY ME – instead of steal from me. STUPIDS. I saw a wombat in captivity on fb, the other day, and felt that it was bored out of its brains, behaving quite strangely, and made the comment so, including ‘I've never seen a wombat in the wild, I've only seen dead wombats on the side of the road, due to the idiots that follow me around and speed ahead of me trying to be in control of the situation’. I should add here – those wombats were “posed” along the side of the road. POSED in upright positions. And as I write this, another placed dead kangaroo at the Campwin Beach turn off. (Later in 2026: Last 2 trips down to the mail box – no dead kangaroo on the side of the road, first time ever in years. Not sure what’s going on there, as there still most definatly is SAME nasty dog bitch trying to sabotage me when I drive into Sarina. WILL NOT BE RETURNING as much as I can help it, they literally are trying to kill me (with bad food, meat), then come out to my house and beep. See what happens when you try to do something about the nuisance people, the criminals, the hopeless. They try to kill you. Well, not going to stop writing my BLOG you little criminals. And it’s not like Sarina actually has anything good to offer, so no love lost there. Your loss (you probably are not even aware about why it is your loss, idiots.) But I’m sure the dead kangaroos will be back next trip anyway. PREDICTABLE evil. Butcher PREDICTABLE evil. Oh, that reminds me, if you read my blog you will know I have had a lot of kangaroo meat stolen out of my freezer, but since all my cats have died now, I no longer purchase it – and I am fairly certain I saw an add on FB with some woman winging about cat food – HA she can’t steal mine anymore HA HA HA. {Another 2 trips down to the mail box and still no dead animals by the side of the road!!} also, there is someone in a white single cab Toyota Hilux who follows me around- they hoon, all the time. Pretty sure it is female, and could be a cop, they are really arrogant. Possibly she is same person who is putting on cat videos on YouTube atm, and showing people being cruel to animals. Pure evil. Not entirely sure why following me – it is like they are a stray dog following a stranger home. Maybe the cunt using me with dead animals, smashed up cars, and now animal cruelty. I sometimes catch their car in my car cam or body cam. Have not got a number plate – that girl is pure evil, trying to be a hero – major mental health problem. Infact I think this was the girl at Mitre 10 Sarina harassing me on the radio when I was in store; she was trying to be tyrannical bitch – targeting me. Pure obsession!! I’ll get her then, those ones that are obsessed are stupid – they fuck up. Sooo obsessed they can’t apply common sense. Maybe it was her who stole my Pension at Gin Gin – stole my back xray??? Last night I could not sleep, (no, you don’t need any money…..) 2am in the morning, I knew there was mail down my drive way in the letterbox, so I thought good a time as any to get it, nice and cool at least – oh guess what suddenly down there – a car hoons. All the time I am harassed by car hoons. How exactly am I meant to get rid off them - set up my own personal spike strips? I don’t see why I have to “get rid of them” I did not invite them. Stop using me. 4. Brampton Island This is a Google screenshot of what it said when I looked up Brampton Island, just off the coast of Queensland, near Mackay. First, I thought, “purchased by United petroleum”, that can’t be good, thinking they probably just wanted to mine it or something, but after thinking about it, I figure they’re just a rich company that wanted to buy an island; who doesn’t want to own an island for holidays? Plus, if you venture out there, there is nothing stopping anyone from hopping ashore and wandering around. It is beautiful, stunning, magnificent….(summertime swimming only with stinger suits). And, worth way more than $5.9milllion I thought at first, – but I guess there is no power or water on these islands, not to mention, and you know, there are going to be a whole heap of problems if you want to build out there, in obtaining materials (read my automated blind story in “Car Jack stolen out of my car whilst it was parked at the mechanics” – an Australian bogan thing? Plus, every now and then, there are cyclones that wipe anything out that is not “cyclone proof” which means one has to spend money on proper construction, something QLD, is not famous for. So, then I was thinking, I noticed around about 2000 – 2010, there was quite a lot of closures of holiday resorts in QLD. Aside from cyclones, I personally believe this is due to the Internet, because now we can see where we want to go, we can find images of places we want to see, we can totally investigate what we want out of our holidays. Whereas before, we didn’t have any, or limited information, we could only take the word of the travel agency, and the travel agency, together with the hotels, were in the business of making money, so in my inkling feeling, there is a difference in reality, and of what you previously saw in the shiny brochure that tempted you in the first place. Well, as I don’t know, I can only guess! So, another excellent thing coming about, due to the internet and social interaction online - travel shonks are exposed. And while I’m at it, I add, there are quite a few (heaps) of islands off the coast of Queensland, and they are all stunning and highly desirable places, and mostly so far uninhabited. (I do find it a little strange, that the most desirable places are uninhabited – what? are you all opposed to living in desirable locations? preferring the overcrowded suburbia?). There are a few resorts on some of them, but there seems to be in an area of adequacy, and that is transport to the islands, it’s like some of the owners thought, “oh wow what a beautiful spot we could easily open up at little hotel here, many people would come, it’s so gorgeous”, but they hadn’t given any thought to how people are actually going to get there, a lot of them have outsourced the transport, and those companies don’t have any incentives to get a lot of tourists staying at the resort, and are unreliable, so they charge an arm and a leg. Like if you book a week’s stay at an island resort, then you have also then had to look for transport out there. It seems to me, that the resort ought to be arranging transport from the nearest centre, not the tourists! And, factor in seasick people. Anyway, I would love to live on a secluded island, if anyone needs a caretaker, please let me know, there does not seem to be any adds for one, anywhere! 5. Gardeners have been Dazzling me for Years I am not a keen traveller, I haven’t really ventured anywhere too scenic, (read my “Travelled Twice in 30 years” photo story on page A.) I did however use to catch the train to and from Sydney for holidays whilst I was studying in Hornsby. And what reminded me of this 1 trip, was, that now I spend a bit of time on Pinterest, and see all these amazing places, “spots”, and also people‘s wonderful ideas they have for their backyards / street fronts, - just a vast array of really wonderful interesting things /ideas that people have come up with, to decorate their lives. I think back to those times when I caught the 5hr train trip to Sydney, starring out the window into people’s back yards, and I don’t recall seeing really anything of great interest! It seems Australians have sidestepped the whole ‘creating an interesting space’ for themselves, when it comes to gardens and backyards – well the ones that live along the train lines at any rate. However, I do recall a flash of colour once; I was “squared” into my chair after 4hrs, or so, head slumped on my hand, staring out the window, staring at all the sparsely spaced gums go by, with their dull hue, seemingly every roadside verge and new paddock looking the same as the last, and all whizzing past. Then, and I literally only had 2 seconds to take it all in, but in the mist of all of the sparsely spaced dry gums with their ashen mood, suddenly a large luminously red object dazzled by; it was a clearing in the gums, with a house , and the whole thing was covered in that wonderful exotic Parthenocissus - ‘Boston Ivy’! It was an autumnal flash moment, of red brilliance! Quite memorable. 6. The Professional Bikie -Harley Davidson One time I was driving down to Sydney from Gunnedah, via the back old scenic highway. I was probably about four hours into my trip and thought I should probably do a bathroom stop should I come upon such a place. Then I came up to what looked like a big restaurant, and there’s a whole heap of bikes, about 50 Harley Davidsons parked outside. So, I thought, well, I’m not busting, so I’ll just pass that one, hold it until the next opportunity. An hour later another rest stop came up, there weren’t many cars parked there, and by then I was kind of busting. So, I stopped, but as I started walking to the rest rooms, I was suddenly inundated by Bikie‘s, they were suddenly everywhere, I am not entirely sure where they came from either! So, to get to the bathroom, I had to kind of weave in and out all these really tall ’geared up’ bikie people! There were dozens of them, and all very tall. I got a close-up look at all of them actually, and they were all basically well-dressed men, middle-aged, it was obvious that they were ‘professionals’ who were out enjoying the weekend, going for a ride. So, I kind of cringe now whenever I hear stories on the news about the ‘bad bikie gangs’. When really, they are good citizens just out to enjoy their weekends on a good bike, in the bright sunshine. Those news people just want to make everyone afraid of Bikies! And, it works; Bikie below is my neighbour (72-year-old man – retired rodeo horse man, and SS driver). He tells me, if he stops, he sometimes gets verbally attacked by other men; the police told him, it’s because of the bike, people assume he is a BADIE. So silly, news people ought to be ashamed of themselves. And it reminds me of my persecutors “banning me” from all social media’s, because they are trying to make me the bad guy – it’s the same thing. There is a real social problem in regards to this world wide – and it is definatly television story related, with heroes and villains. Superman related. I should add, that bike does smell when running, it burns up a lot of fuel, and Bikie types may not notice it. Also, my neighbour is still living there after he told me he was moving, so he is a liar. Bad. There is no point in talking to a liar now is there. I bet bloody obsessed stalker psycho Miss Goldman (house mistress from school), had something to do with going and getting all of those Bikie‘s, to get in my way - what a little bitch. 7. Zam Car Harrassing Me There’s something deeply disturbing about ordering online from Kmart. I believe they have dogs online there that sabotage my order. They make things unavailable at checkout, but they also seem to not stock online, the same products that they have in store, and or they vary in quality. The dogs are at online Kmart. So, anyway, I believe this person above, that car owner , as the bimbo dog who was standing by the car, skedaddled as soon as I took my camera out, has something to do with it. I’ve had this kind of problem with this numberplate before over many years, unfortunately this is only the first time I’ve got a photo of the numberplate. ZAM – easy to remember. So, I have no idea why I have dogs harassing me, sabotaging me and following me when I go shopping (for years and years), but they do, and this is one of them, the girl standing there was short and skinny. She was standing there staring at me, so to any onlookers, it appeared nothing was happening, and they weren’t actually doing anything; THIS IS EXTREME HARRASMENT going on here. Oblivious police. Certainly, I could not complain to police “oh there is some girl staring at me with the same number plate” – they would not consider this harassment, they would not be able to see it, over all the years, in different locations. BUT I know that is not the truth of what was going on in this situation. This person is guilty as hell OF HARRASMENT, possibly theft, and should be in jail. So I know now it is ‘shopping related’, possibly some chain store owner owns a chain of cars with the zam number plates, and is trying to steal from me by overcharging?? 8. Thefts to state “I’m watching you” – a predator DOG statement For some reason, there seems to be an element of people, like a network of people. Maybe a gang or cult of people, {at first, it was only a select group of people in the television world, but now I have my neighbours who copy them, and all the other stupid little dogs in the television world who copy them}. They try to make me feel like I’m being watched all the time, like constantly for every second. Or to try to make me sound paranoid. I strongly suspect, NEGS old girls are responsible for this misconduct. For instance, if I’m in in the middle of doing something creative, creative especially, and not thinking about anybody or anything else, I’m just in my own element, ‘in the zone’, then they like to interject usually verbally, at those times, especially, to tell me that they’re still watching. This has been something that has been going on for at least 20 years in my life. I am not paranoid. Actually, quite the opposite, considering. But having to describe what happens in my life, the very act of describing what they do; makes me sound paranoid. 100% passive aggressive bitches. I have mentioned people constantly follow me too, even though I have talked about this on my blog, they still persist. Like last month I treated myself to a day trip, snorkelling, and guess who was on the boat watching me, the dogs, there was this one girl, she looked like an old NEGS girl, who specifically, at one point was standing in front of me, doing signs. I’m not going to get into what she was saying?- something about her stealing all the seasick tablets? Also, I don’t know if it was her, or the hosts on the boat, but I brought a tab of ibuprofen just in case, and it happened to be a brand-new tab, but when I got home and unpacked my BIG bag, there were 3 tablets missing from that brand-new tab. Now this is really typical of dogs, it is a part of still saying “I am still perving on you”. There was certainly no one on that boat that I knew. I have found whenever there are dogs around, something of mine is stolen - it doesn’t matter what it is, valuable or not, just as long as they can tell me that they’re watching me, and they’re stealing from me – and trying to powertrip over me. It sounds like older school-girl bullies doesn’t it? The thing is, when I was at school I don’t recall any older bullies, maybe 1 or 2, but nothing along the lines of what I now experience – nearing 50 years old. Plus at the end of the trip, that girl and her man were suddenly standing behind me, so there was some weird thing about taking the skinsuits back to the shop – they did not. They wanted me to see them, in their old Mackay Air Con van. FUCK OFF. Also, I noticed after such occurances, there seem to be others or the same (?) who want me to “smile”, as in “forget” about the great injustice that has just happened, and be “positive” - OMG opression101. I would like to know why these women have nothing else better to do than obsess with what I’m doing? How could someone be so empty inside, that all they can do is obsess about a complete stranger? -or at any rate, possible someone that they went to school with, someone younger?? Why would they think I cared what they were doing? Guess what you big ego heads I DON’T, but bugger off out of my life – stop harassing me you utter COWARDS, (WHO KEEP YOURSELVES UNKNOWN). I would like to tell you BIMBOS, from now on, for every second of every minute of every hour of every day, I’ll be telling you to fuck off. You know, I think this goes back to school days when the school teacher is telling them to pay attention, so for a certain personality type, it gets jammed into their head, and now these people want to prove to the world, about how much they pay attention - sickos, raising sickos. 9. A Sydney Street taking ‘Public Gardening’ On - Well Done to Them I couldn’t believe this street when I turned into it on google maps. A whole huge section of this long Street has been planted with these very well manicured trees, that have been clipped and pruned into tight rather largeish cone shapes! Extraordinary, and I do wonder who planted them and who maintains them? This street has got to get the monthly $50 award for one of the best streets in Sydney. J Btw, I came across a garden on Google Maps, that I classified as the worst garden in Australia! I took a screenshot and uploaded it to my “Street Stuff” Pins on Pinterest, but somebody deleted it! I will not bother finding it again to reupload, as all it showed, was a front yard full of white pebbles, and that was it – not a blade of plant of any kind! But I want to say, my personal theory as to why some people do not garden, is because they don’t receive credit for it. I mean sometimes it takes 50 years before a garden reaches maturity. So, it’s not because they don’t have enough money or ambition in life - it’s because they have big vain egos and want to be ‘pat’ on the head like a 3rd grader!! J - which ofcourse no one is going to do unless your garden is somehow extra spectacular, but even then, probably not. Lol Researching plants; So, it’s Temperate, Tropical, Subtropical, Cool climate and Cold climate. Don’t know why those Americans make it so complicated with all their zones and numbers! Got to apply the KISS Principal whenever you can! 10. ‘Skipping Along’ Car Some people just know how to live! Pink Porsche! what a dream car...however, but, alas, I could not own or drive one of these cars, as this situation, is what I would term as a 'skipping along' car. By 'skipping along' car, I mean, there is a phenomena, that if a certain type of person sees someone who is happily and merrily skipping along, (particularly a woman on her own), then they automatically go out of their way, to put something on their path, to trip the happy person up. And this car, exactly falls into the category of skipping along. So, if I were to own such a car, something bad would no doubt ensue. And shame on those tall poppy killers, for this reason, I don’t think anyone (not just me) could own one of these cars in Australia – Australians are just to dysfunctional, too bogany, too JEALOUS due to bimbo mothers breeding multiple kids – so stupid, wakey wakey. I am going to add a little bit: to be jealous of someone is like wanting to “walk in their shoes”, and really, this is in absurd concept. I imagine you would feel so uncomfortable living somebody else’s life, even if it was somebody you deemed had a good life, you would still feel uncomfortable. I suspect it would be uncomfortable x 50,000. You know our bodies are shaped by years and years of how we live our life, so nothing would feel right, your body would be all wonky. You won’t know what to do with yourself….. jealousy is not a real – yet they give in to imaginary feelings!! Jealousy is a sin in the Christian religion. {Is this why some idiot puts dead kangaroos on the rd that I take? (I had here worded ‘skippy killers’ before) Jealous of my triton? And so then steals something of mine?? Geeze, gets a real jealous issue! Photo from daikiridelimon. Tumblr Btw, I do say Australia is too bogan for a car like that, but I believe in South America, or should I say, countries south of America, well, if you had this car there, it would probably just be stolen! They have a reputation of being huge criminal countries who have a high crime rate, and notorious drug problems. Bad luck. 11. Nuisance Dysfunctional People Who Hang Around Me, Beep At Me, And Follow Me I put a video on YouTube of how to do a bias binding, as I was writing the description, I realized there was an issue I have not yet written about on my blog, and that is the issue of fucking arseholes or stupid bitches (I’m not entirely sure who – cowards at any rate) who seem to want to judge everything I do, especially sewing and any sewing related things I do, like patternmaking. And if my technique is not perfect, then those cowards, outside my home, spend a lot of energy telling me what a loser I am. This phenomenon sounds very strange, and a lot of you won’t know what I’m talking about, but I know a lot of you will. They do it, you can hear them easily. I can assure you that this ugly phenomena are true, and I am not suffering from any mental illness. It has been going on for many, many, many, years. And I suspect old NEGS girls has something to do with it, little people, little women. At first this was the case, now every stupid dog wants to copy them. So, I made it clear in my video, that this sewing project is just for me, and my personal use, it is not to be sold in an haute couture boutique, in fact, it’s not to be sold at all, since I pretty much have been banned from any social media outlet. Sabotage. It is unclear why I have these stupid human beings, on my back about these little details. Who do they think they are? I can tell you what they have, and that is a major mental health dysfunction themselves; “Mind your own goddamn business.” I suspect jealousy is the ultimate motivation, the jealousy dysfunction is so big in Australia, they are embarrassing. And if I do my project better than whoever, possibly my neighbour, she feels she loses. So, she throws a tantrum, and gets all the cars in the neighbourhood to beep, and therefore be a nuisance for me - a sore loser is the epitome of someone who is stupid, of low character, bad breeding and morally inept. Oh, and before I think one of my neighbours, was going around to my other neighbours (what looks like a shed of some sort, out of sight from my unit, up the hill a bit) and just sit there, for hours, and does this exact thing I am talking about, by beeping her car horn. Fucking nuts, but mainly she is a nuisance, and this falls under the police’s “harassment” law (I bet she’s a 3rd born, or 4th). – Why don’t you lock her up in a mental health unit? That stopped after I posted this, the other things have not. I mentioned this has happened a lot, over many years, not only in my home, but it happened when I was in the work place too, they have obsessive means and ways. This story also reminds me about; these stupid women I have who follow me around and want to ‘beat me’ at whatever I’m doing, so if I’m taking photos, they want to take better photos with a bigger and better camera. Or obviously any sewing projects, or cooking, or cleaning or gardening (lately I’m pretty sure it’s making YouTube videos), just whatever I am doing, they, want to do, whatever I’m doing too, but they try to ‘beat me’ by doing it better, they like to turn every situation into a win or lose situation, even over trivial things that aren’t traditionally, competitive. It’s a bit hard to explain what they do, but they do it, and they’re stupid, this is their stupid game that they play to amuse themselves. I don’t know how else I could possibly combat such stupid women, other than writing about it, as again, they are cowards, and like to remain anonymous. Then on top of that, there are other women out there who see what’s going on, and see some dog do something better (occasionally it happens!), then they think, “oh poor Emily, she must’ve lost, and therefore I will need to send help in the future for her”, and so do send in women to help. It’s just this incredible stupid cycle that goes around and around in circles! Dogs. Extreme harassment. Add to following a woman is a dysfunction, beeping incessantly is a dysfunction. And, a little tip for you, healthy women aren’t into dysfunction. Fuck off all Bimbo women; you know the day to day, things that I do, is not a competition. Unless there’s a start gun at the beginning, and a finish line at the end, it’s not a competition. And I certainly, do not need your help, if I missed a spot, I don’t give a flying fuck, comprehend. (Note, of all the hordes of dogs that they send to so call ‘help me, NONE of them have ever helped where it counts, like cleaning the house or putting cash into my account. Plus, a lot of those so called ‘helpers’ are the ones who steal from me, not only my things, but my ideas, skills and techniques.) Oh, and also, I heard they do this to other people, other artists who have talent, they think they are helping them, by pushing them with critique to be better, it is a known ’thing’ that dogs do. It is a power trip cat and mouse thing, NOT a helpful thing. 1 2 . This is What your Teenage Son Does – wake up BIMBO MOTHERS This bloody little shit next door neighbour teenager, used to get into my house at night when I slept, he would take things, upset my cat, and God know what else. This is how he did it; They use a knife to make a small inconspicuous slit in the flyscreen door just above the inside bolt. (Most homes have a flyscreen door in summer, as Australia is too hot to keep the main door shut.) Then they use the knife to insert through the slit, and pull the bolt across, so it becomes unlocked, then can be opened. So, but if a padlock is on the inside bolt (not even locked) then they can’t do it, as the top of the padlock stops the knife from flicking the bolt across. It is a monumental nuisance to make sure there is a padlock on the door all the time. And if you are not aware that this is what they do, then chances are you will not even have a padlock on the inside. Rental houses have NO security, not one I have lived in, has been properly secure. Its like they pretend this type of thing just doesn’t happen. All teenage sons are sneaky. This kid also followed me to 2 new address’s after I moved (some 100km away), and did the same thing. Like I said, it is a monumental nuisance to make sure there is a padlock on the door all the time. Especially when they steal the padlocks too. Also, what they do, they sometimes sneak in when I check mail or do something outside, so I am only out of the house for a minute, they sneak in, quick as flash, and take the padlock off or take the rod out of a window, they do it quick, in 23seconds or so, while I am not looking; so, they can later return while I sleep, as I don’t notice the missing rod or lock). Monumental nuisance. So, they still get in and steal, since I put the padlocks on the inside, items have still been stolen, I suspect some thieves have the key, and help themselves when I am out too. Where there’s a will…... Does anyone have any idea about how revolting these little shithead teenagers are? Most people are bloody clueless, I seem to be the only one who knows about these stupid thieving dogs. The local police did nothing, but later made sure I paid a $600 fine for car related ‘police set up’ situation – they are corrupt and have a soft spot for teenage sons. You know, I hope one day I see a bank robbery or something, see the person who did it, by chance know their name and address, then when the police ask me, who did it? I am going to say “well well well! I am not going to tell you, unless you pay me for damages caused to me by the police, in the past” - It would be sooo satisfying!! J 13. No COOL CAR ORNAMENTS due to Single Mothers When I was a fashion student at TAFE, I met another student who was this older woman, with a teenage son. Her son was bad. She lived nearby me at Chatswood. She confessed to me one day, that he used to steal those car logo ornaments from front bonnets, around the Chatswood area in Sydney. She was a single mother. She was an immigrant. Croatian or Romanian, somewhere round there. Different values. But I guess not any more. All the baddies are here now thanks to greed. Greed of politicians and councils who get more money with more people – they short sighted. (They no longer make those cool ornaments, due to this very fact.) Did you hear that - no more car logo ornaments, due to single mothers, raising disrespectful, sons. Could it be any more obvious? or hasn’t anybody made any correlations between single mother sons, and criminal behaviour? I’m sorry to tell you, but single mothers just can’t hack it, when it comes to looking after teenage boys. Clueless. Bimble bimble mothers, just want a ‘baebee’ - they don’t think about the fact that they will grow into individual other people, separate from them, and perhaps most of them don’t really know what men are really like before they get knocked up. They must have this fairytale idea about what men are like. Maybe they think their son will be the exception, because “I shall raise him the way I want, the good way”. Stupid women. (I was going to say Naive women just there, but you know it’s more than naivete, it’s like, not wanting to understand reality. I would go so far as to say a mental illness issue even, mentally stupid.) The above car ornament is a photograph of a scene from a movie “The Highwayman” and this movie has dogs in it. DOGS. In fact, I want to talk about this more, because I’ve noticed a recurring theme whenever there’s dogs in movies; there’s often car associations. Dogs in cars, dogs in brand-new cars, cars with fancy features. (I’ve talked about that before the people who show off new car details to me.) Always accompanied by multiple car beeping. You know, I don’t actually know anybody that works in the car industry. I’m not sure whether the whole industry is comprised of dogs who have socially retarded behaviours, or if it’s just the pushy rude car sales people who have infiltrated the television and movie world TO BRAINWASH CONSUMERS into thinking they need fancy expensive cars, so they think this kind of behaviour is acceptable – I think, they think, they are product placing via creating ‘jealousy competition’. Quite frankly, I don’t know who’s worse; single bimbo mothers, or pushy car sales people, I’m thinking possibility the 2 have combined, to create this revolting 21st-century monster. So, I just want to mention, that up to this point still, I hadn't had anything stolen from me in Sydney. Not that I had much when I was 18, but the people who steal from me, well, it doesn't really matter that I don't have anything much, they steal whatever they can see. If I only have the clothes on my back, then I take my jumper off as I’m hot – they would take it. SCUM. But when I was living at Chatswood, I had moved in as a flatmate to this couple, who had been living there for some years, they were a little older than me, and they had killer dogs in their backyard, literally dogs who were trained to kill intruders. So that could explain why I didn't have anything taken while I lived there! 😁 I recall the first item stolen from me in Sydney happened when I went to Parramatta Centrelink, and it's just kind of progressed from there, getting heaps worse after I moved to Melbourne and encountered all those students at RMIT. But if I recall, when I was friends with this Croatian woman, she sold me a sewing machine that was faulty, an overlocker that did not work at all. she knew it was not working, but said it was her sister who sold it to me - in retrospect I am thinking it was her. Stupidly dishonest. Btw, one time at Chatswood, I forgot my keys, and I tried to venture around the back, as I knew the back door was unlocked; I tried. I got as far as the wire gate on the side, but was met by the killer dogs, who even though they know me, know that I live there, as soon as I put my hand to the gate – such reaction, those dogs would’ve ripped me to shreds, they were so vicious. As I was standing there, staring at them, trying to calm and relax them, I could see they had so much hatred in their eyes, you couldn’t imagine it – no one would have been able to get through to that back yard. Dogs trained by dogs. Oh, and I absolutely have no doubt that whoever made that movie, the car people involved, have stolen from me, because I have used that image above: one thing I've noticed about movie people, they are completely anal about their pictures, and that they are not to be shown anywhere unless they say so. Simon Says. So, a screenshot – the dogs will think that is not ok. When in fact, it is ok to use a screenshot, it is the same law about filming whatever you see in the course of your day, and uploading it to social media. (I have checked with lawyers about this). If they want to make up Rafferty’s rules and steal from people as payment, then that’s their bad karma, they will be going to hell. I'm not stealing anything, I'm not claiming that this movie was my movie, that I took this shot, or I am making any money from it. It's just those people in the industry are completely stupid about this particular issue, it's along the lines of the people who steal from me, they are stupid because they can't figure out how to obtain what they want. Some call them zombies. At one point I heard female computer nerd perverts, were hacking people's computers, in antagonistic retarded manner to “see” what other images were on their computers, what other screenshots, and then stealing from anyone who had a screenshot of anything!! Stupid girls, coming up with excuses to steal, to justify their hacking pervert behaviour. Unlawful. (Btw, I believe there are “bootleggers” so to speak, and HA, you can’t perv on them, as they don’t live in glass house – so HA HA HA TO those stupid hackers, - go the bootleggers – and way to get people to choose a side that encourages movie theft – stop using me you stupid narcassitic dogs. So, while there are many smart people in the movie industry, there are a lot of REALLY STUPID ones. I don't think I've actually mentioned this before, but considering how much theft I have had from stupid actors (I even really don’t want to call them actors, it’s like they are street people: they got just any unemployed person off the street, to read some lines infront of a camera – same as what the Dr’s receptionists did at Gin Gin to make me wait. Bimbo stuff), I think it's worth mentioning right here right now. An industry of stupidity; stop talking to me stop stealing from me you stupid little bored desperado dog leeches. As someone advised me; you don’t need an “education” to work in the television and movie industry. It attracts non thinkers and love-starved attention seekers. And no, I will not be replacing that car ornament screenshot with an image from a “royalty free website”, because this issue needs to be exposed, I'm exposing you too, you little pathetic petty thieving bimbo computer hackers. I have been advised by the “television industry”, that they are have stopped doing single mother placement. Yes, this is actually a thing, the television industry yield a lot of power in society, and they have been encouraging single mothers, all these years. They have also been encouraging adoption of overseas kids, because overseas there is less “care” than there is in Australia, and so there are way more problems overseas. So the wannabee “I’ll save you” people, were trying to get Australian single women to adopt those poverty kids. I'm not sure if they've stopped doing the overseas adoption, but they've definitely stopped product placing single mothers in popular TV shows - so thank goodness for that. Because single mothers cannot do the job properly, it takes ying and yang, not just ying. Most women can't even look after themselves properly let alone a child; without love, without attention, without a discipline: you get a criminal. Mothers: the root of all problems. 14. My Good Flyscreen Door. This fly screen door, I couldn’t resist putting a photo of it on my blog, because I absolutely loved it. I purchased it for $5 at the Gunnedah tip, then restored it, painted it and put some fancy prints on it, plus a catflap. I had it on the Rangari house for the whole 10 years that I lived there. I had it on the next 3 rentals after Rangari. At my last rental, it wouldn’t fit on the door, so it had to stay outside, and in the process got warped and mostly ruined in the Queensland humidity, plus by this stage, I’m getting a little bit too old to be carting things like doors around to every place I have to live, I already have enough little additions that most rentals don’t have, like my induction cooker, benchtop dishwasher, fridge, shade house, multiple storage units, wardrobes, spice rack, proper lights…. For every rental house that I live in, they all require certain additions to be functional; same with furniture. Some furniture pieces’ just don’t fit from one place to the next, and have to be thrown out or stored, plus replaced with one that does fit. It’s a monumental effort and COST to constantly keep having to relocate your home. So, I had to throw this door out and I’m annoyed about it. I need a door like this that has a catflap on it, no rentals have cat flaps, even if cats are allowed. And a lot of rentals don’t even have proper fly screen doors that can be locked. My latest place, there’s no catflap and it’s a nuisance to have to open the door for my cat every time he wants to come in and out. I tried to find a second-hand door that would fit, but of course up here near Mackay, there are no second-hand places to get anything like a second-hand door. This area is really lacking behind in this area. I don’t believe anyone recycles anything? Or maybe Queensland is just too young yet, and all the homes here are mostly new, and there’s been no renovations yet or changes made, inorder for people to discard old features. Because you just can’t get any products second-hand up here, aside from clothing. Also, when I found this photo, it reminded me that I had already talked about it, and used this very photo, but I could not find it, so it was either taken, or it was done for Facebook before I started my blog, and before I was ban, or microsoft PC search is misbehaving. Sidebar; my sewing machine is set up on my kitchen table, that does not fit in my kitchen, so it is in bedroom. It’s one of those wooden picnic tables that has a barrier or a foot rest below it. Therefore, my sewing machine foot doesn’t quite fit, and sewing is a little awkward. My original sewing table that I started off with when I was 20, (I think it was grandmas hand-me-down kitchen table), after the 5th relocation, it fell apart. Typical of a lot of furniture. So it is furniture, my cats, and myself that loath and cannot handle having to constantly relocate, yet that is what I am forced to do by DOGS. THIS IS OUT OF MY CONTROL. Curses 15. Things That Pricks Do: Throw objects on my roof at night to wake me up before I fall asleep. Fuck off you stupid dog. {Heath Barwick and friends, used to do that at Rangari, in the last 3 years there, too. Plus aswell as at Kookaburra Park, GinGin} Park outside, and sit outside your home, at night, and sometimes then steal something before leaving early in the morning. (what the?) Drive past and or park, then beep outside my home repeatedly, constantly, daily. Do signs. Including number plate signs (Melbourne sign dogs). Set up certain, multiple, people, to cross my path, and or just stare at me, repeatedly. Rev their car repeatedly. Drive up to you, then turn around and drive off, repeatedly. (and beep) Follow me into town and beep at me. Follow me to the post Office. Follow me wherever I go, and steal something. Follow me into shops to eaves-drop (or, used to be public transport). Overcharge me at the counter, - sales girls do this, repeatedly. Steal out of my locked car when I leave it to go into a shop. All towns. Tamper with my car in car park, so when I return, it does not start, (, btw, those nasty bitches refused to allow me to use their phone to call the mechanic. FUCK I HATE THEM; they seriously need to be shot). Key my car. Try to manipulate me via distractions (this is huge - plus they have done it for many years) Kill my plants. THERE ARE HEAPS MORE, I can’t think of them all this morning, but I will update this list as I remember them all; there are heaps more passive aggressive ones that COWARDS DO. Non confrontational cowards with “imagined” problems with me, instead of real ones – that’s why they are passive aggressive; non real issues, of mentally retarded delusional idiots. As you can see there is a lot of ‘car’ related prick activity. I suggest they do a whole special paragraph in the “learn to drive, L plate P plate, handbook”, about how to conduct oneself, it you are annoyed about having NO CONTROL. You have no control over me; we do not know each other, we are not friends, we are not married, we are not lovers. You have no influence whatsoever on me – (as you failed to do the ‘hard yards’); DEAL WITH IT. Deal with having no control, do not take your frustrations out on me, a single lady. 16. Ways to Get Rid of Pricks I write this, because, I have problems, not so much from men ‘hitting’ on a woman, but literally from people, (woman too) who just hang round, wanting something. Either close or outside in the street. (weird) Read feminist books or Christian bible stories Listen to classical music. Do hose spraying; they perceive it as a sign. Do housework, clean the toilet. Stare at them, take their photo (if they are not so coward that they hide in their car or behind the bush, or outside….). Talk about thieves who steal from me. Talk about health problems – but not as effective as talking about thieves. Laugh at them. (This works 100% of the time, something about remembering the playground in primary school). Talk about your feelings. Yawn when they talk. Be the Cat, not the Mouse. This works 100% of the time. Get over-weight. (I am thinking, chopping off all your hair would work too). Call them at work. Write about their bimbo mothers who created such an arsehole (although I literally have had men hang around and be a nuisance, for the sole point of wanting me to write about their horrible naive mothers.) It’s always the mothers fault. Explain to them all about bimbo women, and they ought to find one of those types. Make them understand that you are smarter than him -although in my experience, this only happens after a lot of familiarity, and ideally you want to get rid of them way before that point. Psychoanalyse them constantly. Wear your all-white terry towelling outfit, or your ivory silk velvet tracksuit with ribbons!! Surround yourself in strong floral scents, like, tip some in a wash load, burn essential oils. Let them know what they really want, make it clear, (they are stupid, they will believe you), and you don’t have any for them. Don’t give them anything. Don’t take any bait, don’t be sucked in. (It’s really control they want). And ofcourse post photograph of them online, along with naming and shaming (also 100% affective, although this may drive them 100% nuts too!). Laugh at them again. 17. Under the Carpet Stuff Under the Carpet Stuff Google search: “he was a seedy character” “If you describe a person or place as seedy, you disapprove of them, because they look dirty and untidy, or they have a bad reputation.” “seedy” definition and meaning; Collins English dictionary. The real meaning of the word ‘seedy’, is the word used to describe perverts who steal women seeds. So far from what I can gather only 1 person I have encounted, gets what I am talking about in the full extent. Little boy problems. One of my landlords, David Heywood, used to come round to smell me, yuck. I just looooove having landlords. You know some might say, the very worst things that happens to me in my life, hasn't even been written about here on my blog. But for me the very worst thing I have to deal with has been the stealing, and has been what prompted me to write about my life in the first place. Everything thing else I can handle. Stealing is a crime in Australia, against the law, there are people paid to do something about it. There are no laws about other seriously handicapping activity, like for instance stalking, harassment, verbal bullying and metaphysical stuff. I mean I have complained to the police about the thefts on numerous occasions, not that they have done anything about the thefts anyway, but I've never complained to the police about the harassment, even though the harassment would be by far a greater occurrence {and there have been a lot of thefts}. The only time I have seen it written as law is in a Tenancy agreement: “there has to be quite enjoyment of the premises” - so that would be free from harassment. But I've not lived anywhere where this has been followed, like I have received so much harassment, some places I had but no choice to leave. The police would not do anything about this, maybe the landlord would, but in half the cases it has been the landlord or landlords kids harassing, so- NOT – or they get manipulated by the baddies – female dogs who play sides. And so basically anything else aside from thefts, is not going to be dealt with by any kind of authorities, or “powers that be” - people who can do something about it, EVER. Although, I have noted, just quietly, there are some authorities who attempt to write those wrongs, sometimes they DO, {as I mentioned I think before, I had a specific problem that I had endured for over 15 years by someone, some unknown stalking person, and one day, it stopped, just like that!! – I had written about it on my blog}, But those people often get situations completely and utterly wrong. And on the other hand, there are perpetrators telling me that those good people who can see the situation as for what it really is, and try to do something about it “have packed up and gone home” - in the hopes to get me to stop writing about my life on this blog – and naming names. Not going to happen. You are right to be scared. I will mention some of the harassment at Rangari because it concerns landlord David Heywood in relation to the people who harassed me. Even though I did live 40km out of town, and my nearest next-door neighbour was half a kilometre away, I still was harassed. I can assure you compared to living in suburban area, it's certainly 50 million times better. But I still was harassed, I've talked about the planes as a big constant nuisance following me around, and out there on the farm they would sometimes just circle over my house for hours, and for days, - completely annoying. There were multiple things that I haven't even talked about on my blog, like hundreds of weird things that people did, they would sneak out to my place and do weird things - not just the stealing. I will mention one incident: I looked out across the paddocks one evening was at dusk, and I saw a shed on fire, it was at least 1km away, difficult to see, but I could see flames. I had been over in that area before, and it was a kind of an abandoned rundown area on Davids farm, so if a shed was on fire, it wouldn't be burning anything of any value. I thought it’ll just die down in a matter of moments as it’s all corrugated iron. After 4-5 minutes it stopped. Now David came around the following morning (in retrospect this was not a coincidence). I told him his shed over the way was on fire yesterday, and he was completely non-phased by what I said, like, a normal response would be, What! Fire on MY land?! Where?. But no, he just grimaced and that was it. Weird. I mean, some might say well why didn't you call him yesterday, but I actually didn't have a phone out at Rangari. (And that neighbour half a kilometre away was a drunk who stole from me, and the other neighbour next to him used to spray pesticides over my house). And as I mentioned not a serious fire. Anyway, so after that odd incident, sometime later I saw on the news; they were doing a fireworks story and they had just invented this really cool thing of putting images on a building, and guess what I saw: someone had put flames on a building - it was just like what I saw on Davids shed. So, I didn't see a shed burning after all, only a projection of flames on a shed wall – in the distance. So, knowing this, I then could see why David didn't react as a normal person would to a fire, on his farm. So David knew about all the people coming out onto the farm and harassing me - and he never said anything to me about it, he never tried to stop it from happening, in fact he probably was pleased that he knew something that I did not: some sort of control and power over me, because as a tenant, he didn't have any over me, aside from Tenant duties that I am obliged with, which I always diligently did; I am not going to give anyone fuel. Plus, out there, basically I just had to pay rent. So, he had 2 kids, both girls, who then, where in their 20’s – so as their dad, he could speak to them how he chooses, he could yell at them if he wished - not that I ever saw him around his kids, or ever met his girls. However, with me, NO, he could not exert is power over me in this manner – and this as it turns out – really pisses certain men off. Lol. And btw, this is why not all people ought have kids – as kids are not there for your personal flexation of psychological muscles. WAKE UP. So, maybe he was approached by someone who wants to play a trick on me, and he's gone ‘yeah sure’ thinking that it will be harmless and amusing. Well maybe harmless and amusing to him, but I can assure you being harassed in this manner is not harmless or amusing to me at all, I was not laughing at any point. And it's exactly this type of fun ‘yeah go ahead’ which also tells the community that, “yeah tricks, do it – and stealing small invaluable items, that’s a trick too, that will be really amusing – so sure go ahead”. It's bloody stupid behaviour on behalf of a landlord – let alone one fully gown adult male in his 40’s. So as far as I'm concerned, this is monumental arsehole behaviour. Thers no exceptions. 18. FAT SHAMING Now normally, I wouldn’t complain if a business sent me a wrong size, because I could just return it and get the right size, or they would issue me a refund, but this seller didn’t want to do that, for some strange reason. Therefore, they are dodgy seller. Their name is Undercover Hosiery & Lingerie AU, The Undercover Customer team Michelle and Safel. The problem is being that they have waist and hip measurements on their webpage listing, and so I measured myself accordingly and chose the size. Only their sizing was off, because it was too small, and as I had specifically measured myself, it should’ve been a perfect fit. Why they didn’t just send me a larger size or refund is beyond me, in this situation, as it wasn’t a change of mind situation, they were in the wrong. (I can only assume this company is run by little girls). So, I returned the item, at my expense, when infact they should’ve paid for return shipping because it was their fault, and in our conversations, they were not very nice, and still refused to refund me, or send me a larger size. So, when I explained to Amazon customer care what happened, they gave me a refund straightaway. I don’t know whether amazon charges the company the refund amount, or pays for it through profits, I just don’t know. But as I am on a personal mission to stop thieving, and, retailers, at present, are coming in at the NUMBER 1, for biggest thieves in Australia, I am going to the effort of writing my grievance down. {All retailers try to steal, they push faulty products on to me, they short change me, and they overcharge. Plus, a lot of them are selling clothes that are 1 or 2 sizes too small, and if I manage to find one in the right size, instore, then they swap it over, after checkout, (sneakily) for smaller size! Why the hell would I want clothes that are too small for me you little girl idiots? ARE you trying to dress all women as little girls? Grow the hell up.} Update in 2025, retailers are now stooping to a new low by photoshopping and enhancing online product photos, so that when you receive them, they are quite different and YUK. So, international online have been doing this for some years, Pinterest, but this year I noted local Australians are doing it (copycats): Lincraft, Mr Fothergills and Australian Plants Online, although I suspect those companies are not actually Australian. I strongly feel Asian maybe Korean (?) online retailers, on ebay and Temu, are stealing from their customers if the customers returns and item or demands a refund due to faulty product (a network here). I can confidently say the retail industry is made up of some really stupid people; the kind of people that want to sell you something that doesn’t work, at full price, and then when you take it back and demand a refund because it doesn’t bloody work; they’ll give you your money back, as by what the law states, but then they’ll follow you home and steal from you so they feel like they DIDN’T LOSE even if it was their fault with faulty product. It’s a stupid mentality brought about by nazi parents instilling in to their child NEVER TO LOSE – and the irony, it’s often straight A students who later have this problems (not used to failing, can’t handle it at all). I personally believe because they are in the wrong, but still STEAL do recoup their loss, they cannot see the situation for what it is, not due to mental illness, but due to stupidity. Stupid. Just because you passed the exams does not mean you are smart! By the way, they did claim that they never received the item, which is a possibility, maybe somebody stole it at Australia Post (It has happened before), but due to the way that they talked to me, and treated me, I am more inclined to think they are the guilty ones, who just said they didn’t receive it when in fact, they did. BUT, as well, somebody computer savvy, hacked my computer, and stole the photograph that I had taken of the stamped parcel with the senders address. So, somebody went to a lot of effort to try to cover their arses, and get out of refunding me; all to no avail, because I have been refunded, although this does suggest that the person who stole it actually got away with stealing it, and as well, as I got the refund. But the person who stole it, is a bloody idiot, because retailers and Australia Post are a huge network, and they will know exactly who stole it, if it was stolen via Australia Post; you’ve got to be a total bimbo to steal in this manner. Mind you, I find a lot of times when I report stolen items, they go ahead and investigate, and they discover who stole it, (this includes the police as well as retailers and Australia Post ), but after discovering who stole it, they still don’t do anything about it. They just know who stole it, and seem to be quite content about the situation so long as they know who stole it, and give me a refund anyway. In fact, this has happened quite a few times, it’s like they personally know the person who stole it, and know she is a pretty bimbo, and young, so they give them a chance, and forget about it. It’s ridiculous, even pretty bimbos need to be held accountable, otherwise they just continue to do it. By the way I couldn’t find my bike shorts in the correct size anywhere in Australia so I had to purchase a man’s pair of black bikies, which, for some strange reason actually fit quite well, up the top part, although the thigh part was a little small. As I’m getting older and bigger, I’m finding it impossible to buy large size clothes. In fact, and as I know, the whole clothing industry in Australia is run by little girls, I suspect that they, are on their own personal mission of ‘punishing’ women (the bimbo dominatrix) who are overweight, or just plain big, by not stocking any size over size large (L) (size 16 or 18). And if retailers do stock them, then they only stock 2 items in larger size, when in fact they’ve got probably a market base of several hundred thousand women who fall into that larger size category. FAT SHAMING. Plus useless buyers in the retail clothing sector – either that or their target market are young skinny women, who are the only ones still stupid enough to constantly buy new clothes as per the trend dictates. 19. Women Throwing Tantrums If Someone Speaks to Them IN A RAISED VOICE. Obviously, these women I’m talking about, are not Greek or Italian. The Greeks and Italians are infamous for yelling at each other. Dealing with their problems, and emotions, especially within family units, through loud verbal communication. It is a part of normal healthy life. In fact, this is a page from a book, that a typical Australian could learn from. Now there’s probably been a few people in my life who have taken revenge on me somehow without me knowing it, but since I don’t know about it, I can’t write about it or therefore have any idea of any offence that I have may have caused. But these two instances here, of irrational overreaction behaviour, (possibly hysterical), have had a long-term lasting effect on my life. And it is much to their misfortune, as well as mine, unbeknownst to them. One of them was a retired schoolteacher, and the other one was a policewoman. Shirly Urquhart and Sharon Morgan. This absurd behaviour, I feel would come about from the women being spoiled little brats. But I mean possibly after ‘lauding’ over, so many people, such as a teacher and a policewoman would do, this intern could build up their ego, and so they have fancy tickets on themselves and therefore would be overly offended if somebody yelled at them. You know when most people get yelled at, the person just yells right back at them. You have a yelling conversation, then it ends. You get on with your life, or rectifying the yelling situation. Which does not involve seeking spiteful vindictive revenge. But these two women were so offended by my raised voice, one of them incarcerated me for seven days to see if I was “crazy”, and the other stole an item of mine; an expensive cooler and water bottle. Now, considering how many items of mine have been stolen; I can’t remember having any raised conversations with anyone else, but given the above ridiculous scenario, it wouldn’t surprise me if there was something just as trivial, that has triggered other Bimbo women to steal from me?? Yes, that is correct, this behaviour is bimbo. I am not really sure how I can possibly deal with this kind of dysfunction, other than writing about it, so those big ego heads, can hear about their bizarre nature, of their very own personal dysfunction, in the “collective consciousness”. And maybe, they can step back from their power tripping ways, possibly humble themselves, just a little, so they can keep a grasp on reality, and not turn into monstrous, bully bitches. WAKE UP. And by the way, the reason why I was yelling at the Gin Gin Chief Constable in the first place, was because I was advised previously; when dealing with the Gunnedah Police, at a previous address, if I wanted the police to do anything, I literally have to yell at them, so to get them off their arse to do something about, which, by the way did work to a certain extent, I had a few items returned in a very strange mysterious manner, after yelling at the local police! (But can’t you just imagine some older wiser cheekyars, whispering to me “go on yell at them, yell at the police” – and I’m like OK I will!) – how was I to know they are anally retarded about yelling? BTW, the cops in Gunnedah have to be on rotation, like they can’t have the same police working in Gunnedah for too long, as there’s too much comradery and mateship, then crimes are overlooked, and there is corruption. I feel this policy ought to be applied to Gladstone and Bundaberg police. And the reason why I was yelling at Shirly Urquhart, was because the admin at Gunnedah council, specifically the arts council Admin; were stealing from me via my cards, only giving me 40% of the agreed profit margin. And Shirly Urquhart, not an admin person, but very much involved in the gallery, would have known about it, everyone knew about (even my jobs provider knew about it, who later paid for card replacements! J). And she was the person there at the time, when I called about my cards. So, it was her I yelled at her for stealing my card money. Actions=Consequences. I need to add a special paragraph about “knowing about something and not doing anything about it” I see this a lot, especially when it comes to petty theft. Its like, other trivial matters, like “well she said such such about you and called you this name” – they have NO problems telling. But when it comes to lawful matters, like theft, arial poising, deliberate nighttime noise makers, and domestic man/wife matters, they suddenly go quiet, fearful. SUCH COWARDS most people are. {Mary Lung, you belong in jail – this reference was from a docu I watched – can’t even remember what it was about now, or who Mary Lung is, but I made a note about it at the time!! J } Note all those vector images above ; I could not find any free female ones, which is worth commenting about, because I suspect those 2 above mentioned women, in particular, do not except things that are different from the social norm; the social norm being women should act like ladies at all times, and being a lady doesn’t involve yelling! This is a ridiculous concept. We have a wide and varied vocal ability. It’s there to be used when we see fit, it’s not there to be oppressed. 20. Cure for Seasickness on Great Barrier Reef Snorkelling Day Trips In November I did something to my back, as I was lifting a box skewiff. It was quite painful and after a 2 weeks, had only partly heeled, so I knew I would have to drive up to Mackay and see a Chiro. Now, as I still had my sore foot – Collapsed Arch, and had extreme general moping feelings, about not being able to walk anywhere or do anything for the last 5 years; so, I thought I should treat myself to a snorkelling day trip just off Mackay coast, hoping the swimming would help with my back pain too, aswell as uplifting my spirits. Plus, as I have recently only moved here, I wanted to discover a bit more about the oceans in the area, (locals are tight lipped about things like stingers and crocs – actually I suspect the majority of people who live in QLD, are ‘new’! as in everyone has moved here from NSW over the last 20 years). So, at a total cost for the day incl chiro and petrol, of $300, I set off, the drive there was very painful. But the chiro was wonderful, and helped straight away. The boat trip out to the island reef was horrendous, 10minutes in, I was suddenly dazed, stupefied, nauseated, then sick, for the rest of the 40minute trip – it was awful. Ginger does not work. We got there, then we all snorkelled. In the water I slowly recouped. I love snorkelling. 2 hrs after, when we were meant to be on the boat eating lunch, I just stayed in the water for that hour, where I was happy and ‘sickfree’, I did get fairly cold, it was only November. My whole body was kind of stiff with the cold, but I figured it would be better to be a bit cold, than to be seasick. As it turned out, that cold helped tremendously with my back, and my foot. I awoke the following day to no pain at all – TOTAL CURE for my back, plus my foot seemed not to be hurting as usual. So that cure was not only from the Chiro, but it would be from that cold water – I was in there for 3 hours. So, worth it then. But the seasick does ruin the overall memory of the day. The host of the day, said he had never seen a croc on any beach at Mackay, and there were none on the beautiful Scawfell Island we stopped at. One of the others, said apparently there was 1 croc spotted in the Mackay marina since it was built. I have since read about the stingers, and there is a chance you will be stung in the ocean over summer, especially after big rains. So, I feel a stinger suit is necessary if you want to swim in the ocean. I have already purchased one, it is on its way from the UK, (none available in Australia), just in case I get the chance to swim again, maybe wishfully thinking…. BUT I have come up with a solution for seasickness on the ‘Wildcat’. The Wildcat crew, could easily rig up a (I think they’re called a parasail), with multiple hang-seats. I’m thinking you could get at least 16 across the back of a Wildcat, possibly 2 rows, so 32! I’m not sure whether anyone else would want to sit up there for the whole journey, 40 minutes or so, but I for one, would be delighted to, not only would I love the view of the ocean, and the sea breeze, but it would be a totally seasickness free stretch, saving a whole heap of nausea, vomiting and generally feeling like you are going to die. So, worth doing this crew? I did send this image to Wildcat, suggesting their Mackay team do it, but I didn’t hear back from them; such hesitancy to try something new…. Quick mention also, seems a lot of dangers about QLD ocean waters are ignored by tourist brochures (especially those brochures), and operators. Not saying that Wildcat fit this bill, as we were all given ‘Stinger Suits’, but a lot of operators are really quite irresponsible when it comes to describing anything NEGATIVE, they only want to encourage ‘bimbo happiness’, and don’t want anyone to know that there are DEADLY encounters up here; in the hopes of not deterring any paying customers. It pays to watch those documentaries on sea creatures. Above image is an old add plus parasail edits, from Wildcat Brisbane 21. Cruel Farming Tradition – Barbed Wire That artwork above ; as it was evolving in illustrator, I liked it because of the little curls on the striped outlines that emerged, it slightly reminded me of Barbed Wire and my childhood freedom wandering down the back paddocks... Living on farms, pretty much most of my life. There’s always been a lot of Barbed Wire lying around, most of the fences were done with Barbed Wire. I’m sure most people are familiar with Barbed Wire; it is a long wire with wire knots every 20cm or so, ‘barbs’, they are very sharp, so if you get too close to a Barbed Wire fence, it will catch you, cut you, rip you, and you will start bleeding for sure. They are very sharp and painful. The original point of the Barbed Wire, was to deter animals from crossing the fence, but I can assure you, it doesn’t have that affect it all, instead what it does, if an animal gets too close, or wants to go next door for some odd reason, they feel the pricks, then panic and struggle, and keep pushing, sometimes they get completely torn up and develop a major injuries, possibly resulting in infection, then death. And of course, there’s so much Barbed Wire lying around on most well-established farms, and often their fences are falling apart, so there are loops and tangles, and giant balls of Barbed Wire lying around all over pretty much every farm I’ve ever encountered, especially down the fence lines, so stock like horses and cattle get cuts regularly and sometimes it’s very bad, as I have witnessed it. Some farmers, most, tend to be a little lazy when it comes to fencing. It’s a total hazard. You know, maybe in the past when people weren’t quite as savvy or evolved as they are now, it would be acceptable, but by today’s standards, it is not acceptable to be cruel to stock or wild animals, and use Barbed Wire, there are by far, better fencing options available today, it appears some farmers are very slow to give up their old bad ways. And in my experience with daughters of farmers at school, this streak of cruelty has been inherited, and it really shows and shines through. And actually, I find it a little strange how farmers in Australia are pretty much highly revered, and they get a lot of political privileges, well, in Gunnedah, they did. But it is an industry that is wrought with dysfunction; social dysfunctions, family dysfunctions, sadistic dysfunctions and class/ ’airs and graces’ snobbery dysfunctions, particularly with the women/wives, who tend to turn a blind eye to their husbands and sons ways. I believe it is up to those wives to do something about their lazy husbands. 22. Umbrella stolen from my car by bimbo I had 5 umbrellas, I am now down to one bad one, see blue/white one below – with the other 4 all STOLEN. Actually, that green checked umbrella was given to me by a friend back in 1993, (Rachael) and she had got it from the shop where she worked in North Sydney because, she said, dozens and dozens of umbrellas got left there constantly, and they were forever having to throw umbrellas out. She basically had an unlimited supply to umbrellas. So, she gave me this green one, actually I’m not even sure why she gave me an umbrella, it’s not like I asked her for an umbrella, she just handed it to me and said here you go. And when this green checked one was stolen, at that particular time, back in about 2016(?), (I think I used it once in that whole time), but, who did I see presenting themselves to me on the street (in the typical fashion that I have seen girls present themselves usually from afar), but Rachael’s little sister, Sarah Wainberg. So, I’m thinking someone thought it would be funny upon hearing that my umbrella stollen, to suggest that it was probably Rachels little sister who stole it, as she thought Rachel should’ve given it to her, (!) or it actually was Rachels little sister who stole it (?) no convictions, or, it was Rachael’s older sister who stole it, wanting to blame her younger sister, thinking it would be funny (?) {family of 4 girls}. Who really knows about what these silly blonde women get up to - that whole family is German, dad was a Doctor in Gunnedah (I think they moved?), I bet Rachels older sister (not the very eldest one – as if she would have done anything like this), but the 2nd born one, I bet she had something to do with it (the one that I can’t remember her name for some strange reason, who looks like my current landlord, who btw, has a completely different name, Cate Rogers). I did actually check before I moved into this house with Council, if the person who told me owned this house, actually was the person who owned it, (been on a wild goose chase before by stupid bitchy women), and Council confirmed that it was true. So, either my landlord is who she says she is (from SA), or my landlord is completely a different person, who has changed her name!! who knows! But I think she had something to do with the theft of my big black golf umbrella at kookaburra Park; this umbrella had been painted with a very dark green paint in order to hide the advertisement that was on the umbrella, as at the time, when I was purchasing this, (it was a gift for my golfing father), there were no golf umbrellas that didn’t have any ads on them - it was very disappointing. Anyway, after my dad died, I inherited this umbrella, and so I painted it. It was in fairly good condition and it is now recognisable, if you see someone with a slightly dark green umbrella, if you look closely, you’ll be able to see the ads still on 4 of the sides. I want you to go and rip it off them, and hit them over the head with it, and tell them shame on them for stealing an umbrella from an old lady. They will be going to hell. And so, if it was not my landlord or her sister possibly Sarah Wainberg who took this, it was my neighbour there; Every time my neighbours come up here to stay (because that was not their permanent house; anyway, whenever they come, something gets stolen when they leave, and this time it was that umbrella, it was stolen off the back Veranda which is where I put it, has earlier it had rained (drought breaking rain) and I had been wandering around the garden with that big umbrella, especially over the side, of that neighbours, where they could peer down at me from their Kitchen window. Actually, I kept it on that back veranda always, it had been there for the last 3 years. The neighbour who owned that house is named Stella, (looks like Niki Barret), and her son, it was her son who had been there doing chain sawing, and sometimes he has a girl around, I think she may be a prostitute? Short blonde girl. 3 times over the last 3 years I have seen her, sometimes she acts weirdly, and talks to me on a pretend phone (I am not talking to her – she is nuts). That’s all the information I have on them, I don’t know anything else about them. Aside from the fact that the son is in his 30’s, who possibly steals from single women, and his mum is slightly zombie, as she told me she was selling her house, when infact she was not and did not. Liars and stupidity go hand in hand. See major problems with my neighbours wherever I go – they are all like that. Stupid and Nuts. So, their ‘seeing’ me or my landlords history with possible stolen umbrella and identity issue, I am not sure which one stole it. I do know there are certain characteristics which make people look the same, and it can be confusing for me, not being too good at recognising faces. I always thought, if I was a school teacher, who had year after year, a new group of kids, I would kind of flip out; because there are certain characters, who look the same (on first glance), and develop similar personality traits, because of their appearance. I’m not sure if I am explaining this correctly, but in a class full of kids, you’ll see different personalities emerge, and your mind will match the personality to their faces, to help recognize them. But when the next year comes along, with all new kids, you actually will observe similar personality traits, as the previous class, and what’s more these personality traits, will actually match in appearance too (on first glance) it is a little weird - but I’ve noticed and observed that this is a real phenomenon. I believe this comes about, because; peoples personalities are shaped by their appearance, because people react to someone’s appearance in a certain same way. An obvious example is if someone is pretty or not pretty, they get different reactions from others, but I think it is even more complicated than just that (like height, weight, neck shape/voice….weighing in to shape peoples reactions to a person). So, after people react to someone, continuously the same way, that person develops a certain response, and thus a personality trait, the same as another similar looking other person. mmm, basically, there are too many people! (Slow down the breeding!) Someone told me that a girl stole my above theory and used it for her university thesis!! (Whatever a thesis is, I did not go to uni, and have an opinion about some universities and uni graduates, that is not good – certainly not smart.) But I have no problems with people using any of my ideas, facts or opinions on my blog, and talking about them; that’s what raises peoples consciousness. (Although if you could actually leave the photostory were I put it, and not delete it off my blog or PC, that would be great.) I looked it up; thesis: a statement or theory that is put forward as a premise to be maintained or proved. – hey guess what, my Blog is full of them! So, of my 5 umbrellas, that I hardly ever used, living in Gunnedah, where it hardly ever rained, that blue/white golf umbrella below , is my last remaining one. The others were taken from my locked car, mostly when I was parked in town, in Gunnedah and Tamworth, one was taken when parked at Gin Gin or Bundaberg. As you can see below, it has had better days, but I am reluctant to replace it, as not only has most of my budget been taken by others before I have even receive it, but being in such a bad state, all my neighbours who see me walking around the garden when it rains – which is a lot now, being in the subtropics, they will NOT to be tempted to steal it, like my last neighbours. It’s like I have to be poor, or else my neighbours will steal everything. The older I get, the more I realize who this whole country is; Stupid repressive thieving Australians – all of them, no exceptions so far. 23. This is a Warning I have a water-skiing story, and as there are a few dogs in my unit complex who could do with a warning. I’m going to do a Photostory for it; Our family used to regularly go on picnics with other families in Gunnedah, out to Keepit Dam, every summer. We were often there every weekend. One time we were there, a family had a speedboat, and they were doing water-skiing trips around. So, I got to try water-skiing! Fun! I think I might of been 10 or 11? Water-skiing is a little difficult when you first try it. Most people usually can’t just stand up and go, they fall over; there’s a knack to it, I think maybe after a couple of tries I got it, and it was great fun albeit probably better suited to someone who does not have ‘Chicken Arms’. I think also it depends on your driver, there’s also a knack to driving at just the right speed to get up, for that person? Anyway, a couple of years later, on a school excursion, we were given the opportunity to go water-skiing. So, all the girls were divided up, when it was our turn, I was ready, but again on the first go I fell over. And one of the other girls, was just, bitchy about it “as if Emily will be able to do it”. You know this kind of thing was quite typical at that school, I was constantly underestimated by all of them. I usually just ignore such comments, and never have the desire to stand up for myself, but in this particular instance, I had a very clear memory of the previous time I went water-skiing, and I turned her sharply and said “no, thank you very much, I can do this, I’ve done it before”. And, on the next go, I did get up and had more fun. So, after me, was that particular b girl, and this girl crashed badly into a tree on her exit, and I believe, it’s because she had a go at me, AND, I had bothered to turn around and contradict her. So, bearing this in mind, I always wonder why girls try to have a go at me like that, (still), it’s like I can turn around and say one sharp sentence to them, and their whole life would come crashing down. Yet still, they try. Looking at it like this, you know, I have saved probably thousands of b girls now, from crashing. I have other stories I can tell you, but I think you might get a little bit too scared if I go ahead with them all. I know there are a lot of people who are aware of this ‘plain fact’ of life, and are scared of me, and hence part of the problem of, why I have nasty dogs who follow me around wherever I go. And also, see how it’s important to do activities like this in childhood. Not to mention the importance of family fun and love. 24. Texting Dog Nuisance Beeping Network My neighbours in communication with other neighbours via texts. I think she maybe texting them to beep their car horn - she likes to time it at key times – halfwit in the head. HARRASMENT. For the sake of keeping the peace, could someone please go and put a bullet in her ear. Little girls who bully on the playground, go on, to live in their own places, but still carry on the tradition of female bullying, but often with new and creative passive aggressive techniques. Like this. At the moment she has discovered she can scrape the back of her chair on the floor, to sound just like a car horn. So she’s being beeping all week long. And most likely scratching the wooden floor too! Bloody Beepers. Those beepers are thieves. Car thieves. Btw, what she does is actually unlawful. And considered a crime - being a total nuisance is a crime, there have been laws written about it. But I was advised it’s up to me to sweet talk police into doing something about it, because if they choose not to, they don’t have to. {omg lol} Also, I mentioned in one of my sewing YouTube videos that the dogs do signs if say, make a mistake in my sewing (completely annoying and also harassment) but I have noticed they mostly do it if I do something better than the stupid bitch next door or whoever, (fucked if I know who those stupid bitches are), so if according to their little game, I ‘beat’ them. So, she throws a tantrum and gets the neighbouring cars to beep, and therefore be a nuisance for me. Like a sore looser. Spoilt brat. This behaviour, especially when I was not trying to ‘beat’ or not ‘beat’ anyone, is absurd. You now, a sore loser is the epitome of someone who is of low character, has had bad breeding with incompetent parents, are love depraved, who are unconfident due to their inferiority, (not imagined inferiority), and are morally inept. So, I suggest if you don’t want to give away these characteristics about yourself, you may wish to stop throwing tantrums whenever you think I have done something better than you. You may not be aware, but life is actually NOT a competition, underneath it all. Also, since I wrote and posted this, the chair beeping has not stopped. I do not care what you have to say, or what you are trying to say in such a disrespectful manner, so fuck off fuck off fuck off. Photo: small house next door at Sarina with old man idiot beach chair car beeper I'm updating this because I want to add a photo of the house next door. So if it wasn't the girl next door fake beeping me with her chair, it was some arsehole in this holiday house: he used to sit outside in a beach chair and reach across to his car and beep his car horn; I went out there one day when he was doing it and I saw him doing it literally {for some reason not sitting in his car? Maybe there was someone else there hiding, who knows, I was down the driveway so I couldn't see 100%. I did advise the police of this nuisance behaviour, also because I suspected that person was stealing from me (possibly from Gin Gin?). The police advised me not to go around they, will go around there! And I described it as a holiday house because nobody actually lived there permanently, it was only built after I moved in next door, like I know it was specifically built for someone to go there and annoy the crap out of me with a car horn. But as if the police would actually even believe that notion, let alone be able to do something about it. I have since relocated, at my new address when I first moved in here, that beeping and the “little boy” started up next door; I immediately kicked up a huge big stink, called the police, because there's no way I was going to live here with what I had just injured at Sarina for those 2 yrs. With that stupid little boy harassing me, and car beeping idiots. And it worked somewhat, stopped for the most part, although occasionally like, not sewing this time, but when I do woodworking, cause I'm doing it outside, and of course pervert neighbours are wanting to spy and see what I'm doing. I think, they think, that they're an “overse-er” of some sort - so they're telling me if I'm doing it right or wrong, winning or losing: they're such fucking dick heads I can't stand them. its pure harassment, pure power tripping fuck off fuck off fuck off. 25. Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems A woman called me on Saturday 10am, stating she was from Centrelink’s National Customer Service Centre (as I had the day before put in a complaint about their website and jobs provider creating 2 initial appointments for me – 2 – no common sense), anyway, the woman I spoke with was unhelpful. However, she pretended to be helpful in a long and tedious way. I realized some hrs later that the woman was the same person I had spoken to 2 years prior about a lymphatic drainage massage – I wanted to know whether it would help my plantar fasciitis, we spoke for some time, in the end I opted to see a physio. Although recently I have discovered it was the lymphatic drainage I should have had too, as I have lymph problems, and have had long term now. I believe that woman had been stalking me, trying to explain about lymph ever since? – as Dr’s are CLUELESS about lymph, all 4 of them failed to see the lymph build up. FAILED. So, while it is great to understand finally, I have lymph problems, I do not appreciate being stalked and lied to by crazy lymph knowledgeable person. By doing so, she appears to me, as a stupid dog. I guess no one thought my initial complaint to Centrelink was important. (Although the face-to-face appointment did result in sickness, a contagion spread by medical people lurking down at the office- I guess no one believes me that this really happened.) Btw, ofcourse I can NOT afford lymphatic drainage therapy, and the government does not recognize this as a valid health problem on Medicare, but I discovered on you tube; Adam Thomas from Canada, who is a reflexologist, and did a series of videos about his trade during covid19. And what a GODSEND he was, he showed me how to remove all the lymph build up, which resulted in pretty much immediate relief from the pain that had accumulated in my left breast, aswell as removed all the swelling on the top of my foot, so much so in fact that I could see the fluid still in the other foot, and had to apply the same technique to my other hand (he shows reflexology on hands too, apparently they have the same affect as reflexology on the foot!) Australians have to turn to Canadians for youtube health, as all the money and knowhow in the health sector, in this country, is devoured by greedy thieving woman. You know, everything I do, is in an attempt to save myself. Stop and Help 26. Washing Dramas at Sarina Just noticing one of the males in my unit complex at Sarina, he reminded me of one of the little boys in my class at Gunnedah primary school, look wise, I actually never met him. That boy back in primary school would fall under the ‘socially retarded category’. Many mother’s and teachers in Gunnedah back then, had no idea how to raise a child in a functional manner, probably still don’t. I was advised by a press birdy, that this is why it’s such a big deal in Sydney sending your child to the right school in the right area. It’s a total competition amongst mothers, and a bitch area, she says, because some schools have a reputation for having teachers of a certain standard, others, no standards at all. And, she said, it’s not a matter of private and public down there either, she says, it just depends on where you live; some suburbs are more desirable for a teacher than others. As I heard this, at the time I thought; jeez, my parents wouldn’t have given any thought to the ‘standard’ of teachers, when I was in primary school - it’s just whatever school was closest was the school it was going to be. No thoughts at all to psychological impact that a good teacher versus a bad teacher has, no thoughts at all about the psychological advantage of being empowered at school. No thoughts about power tripping motivated child care workers/teachers. No thoughts the competition amongst peers, in absolutely everything, which all accumulates, in getting the right job and career. Anyway, I mention this guy, (he would be the same age as me, 50 this year,) because of the 13 units in this complex, he has the STINKIEST CAR; big, old, noisy, and it bloody stinks from toxic petrol fumes. I think I am allergic! Oh, he participates in some sort of strange and weird behaviour on Sunday mornings, involving driving his big stinky car out, passing my unit on the way and putting all the stinky fumes in my unit if the door is open {mad race to the door to shut it whenever I hear those revs}. But then he returns 5 minutes later, only to depart, and return again, then depart and return, depart and return, depart and return - all morning, every weekend. I mean, dare I ask, what strange little boys get up to. I certainly don’t want to encourage him in any way - I have discovered in life, and it’s unfortunate, but just talking to some guy, or even a friendly nod or wave of acknowledgment- they can interpret that completely the wrong way, and for some reason, possibly thinks it’s an invitation of some sort (some nuts). So, I just have to guess his activities. He doesn’t appear to work? And I know bored little shitheads, get up to mischief, plain and simple. A birdie later advised me he was doing his washing!! Lol! There's no laundry in each of the units here, and he didn't have a washing machine out in his carport, like I did, or a few other of the neighbours do. So, he was taking his washing either to the laundromat in town or who knows, to someone's place. There is actually a laundry in the basement here, when I arrived, the 2 coin washing machines weren't working, they did fix them eventually, and one time I used the coin dryer, (no wind at all there) I had to spend $12 trying to dry my doona, $12 it still wasn't dry, but that was all the change I had - so I mean, what a scam! No wonder nobody uses them - that real estate and landlord should be totally ashamed of themselves for not providing a laundry in a residential area, it's just disgusting greed on the part of whoever collects that laundry money. When I was 20 and moved into the flat at Pendle Hill, I had to hand-wash my clothes, I didn’t have a washing machine. After 12 months, my grandmothers friend (Richard’s mother), heard, I didn’t have a washing machine, and so she donated me her old twin tub! Very thoughtful of her wasn’t it. But if you’re not familiar with using twin tubs, they’re not good, better than nothing, but, they consist of two basins in the machine, one that fills with water and moves about to agitate, the other basin just spins and drains- so you’ve got a move clothes from one to the other, by hand. It wasn’t for another 10 years, when I paid my car off, that I decided it was time to purchase my dream Fisher and Paykel washing machine, since I was still used to making my car repayments, I would continue to make washing machine repayments. $800, when you’re unemployed, and back then, it’s a lot. (20 yrs later washing machines are still the same price!! -bout the only thing). So now that I finally have my washing machine (ended up with a LG) - there’s not a chance in hell that I’m giving it up. I didn’t know before moving here at Sarina, that my washing machine might be an issue, because actually I didn’t know that this place was an old hotel/motel converted into units before I moved in – sight unseen, no choice, this was the ONLY place available, in the whole of North Queensland. {By converted, I mean they’ve just taken the sign down, and now advertise residential rentals}, so people live here permanently, as their home. Even though this place is not designed to be people’s homes. I did actually arrange with the then Real Estate that I would connect my washing machine in the carport, and also use the hose to water my ferns. It was no problem. The real estate owners changed hands, but really there hasn’t been an issue, as there is quite a lot of water up here in the subtropics, especially that year, drought breaking rains, and compared to Gunnedah, although I suspect some of the other Tenants maybe jealous (?) I know two of them at least have put in their own washing machine in their carports, since they saw me doing my washing. So, the only people I would say that may have a problem with it, is the local laundromat, because she misses out on my business, or possibly the tubby young girl who collects change from the washing machines every month, in the shared laundry downstairs. But those are not valid concerns as far as I’m concerned; it’s a case of tough titties. Ofcourse, there was the stupid little child next door harassing me at washing times “washing nazi” dysfunction…. And I want to add, you know; wake up tenants. This is an old budget hotel/motel, it’s like, there is no place for you here in Australia, so much so that you have to live in an old crumbly hotel, so if you want to put a bloody washing machine in, DO IT, you have been screwed enough. I will include the “washing nazi” dysfunction….story; Full Load Monitoring - by Child The child next door at number 108 is monitoring my washing, to make sure I have a full load each time, and I don’t waste any water. I think he is maybe 10? Could his mother, please go and take care of her “little mess of nazi dysfunction”. Actually, I realise after all my little diti’s, on this blog, I haven’t actually mentioned the “washing nazi” before. This whole “washing nazi” situation is not something new to me. It started when I was living at Rangari, on the farm 17 years ago. Even though I lived out there in that somewhat remote location, and on my own, (as a lucky, single lady), there seemed to be people in the area, who not only got “antsy” if I forgot a load of washing in the machine, or I hadn’t taken it off the line as yet; But they managed to come up with ways to show their annoyance. Mainly it was, with aeroplanes; They would fly back-and-forth over my house in a really annoying manner, with that really annoying sound that those little planes have. It took some years before I cottoned onto the fact, that it was about the washing! As soon as I got the washing off the line, no more planes! Reactionary dogs. I definitely found this strange. I mean, who cares whether I get the washing in at 4 o’clock or 5 o’clock, or even the following day! It really didn’t matter to me, as long as I eventually got round to doing it, which I always did. I mean, the washing cycle in the machine must finish; I hear that it finishes because my washing machine has a little loud annoying tune that it plays, and if I’m in the middle of doing something I’ll just not worry about it, until I finished doing what I’m doing. But that whole time that I’m not worrying about it, it’s like there’s somebody else out there, who is greatly disturbed by the fact that there are damp clean clothes just sitting in MY washing machine, Tik Tik Tik time is going by, and the whole time that I’m simply not concerned about it, someone else is! And they are getting more and more antsy, as each minute goes by. Reactionary dogs. Lol! And well I have to say, HOW ABSURD and; mind your own business and get your own life. I’ll do my washing when I dam well please. And by the way, these people showing their annoyance in the form of planes, (don’t ask me who they are, or how pilots are connected to me in this strange house-chore way, because I don’t know any pilots or anyone that can fly a plane for that matter). Even though I seem to have had planes following me around for many years, one time they even followed me down to the central coast at my grandmothers funeral. As far as I know, it wouldn’t be children flying the planes, concerning themselves about my washing routines, like at this address here; it is most definite a child who seems to be taking upon himself to be annoyed if I don’t have a full load. (Someone told me, it is his mother, using her child as a puppet, to scold me! – talk about a fucked-up mother – what right does she have, having kids?). So, again, I need to say; mind your own business, you stupid little dog. But, my washing habit problems, does not end with the dog family and child across the way; my 72-year-old next-door neighbour in the units here, has also developed an unhealthy obsession with my washing ritual. He also ropes in another older woman down the way too, an old lady, both of them now seemingly have an obsession with when I do laundry. It seems there are so many people who want to play “washing nazi”. You know, being an obsessed “washing nazis”, is a definite dysfunction. A mentally flawed person. Unhealthy. Inferior. So, DO NOT BE A WASHING NAZI. Hey little idiots, don’t put your dysfunction on me thanks very much. I don’t get hung up on trivial things like being ‘lapse’ about my washing, WHY SHOULD YOU. BTW when I went to get an image of a full washing machine, there were absolutely no free images. What is going on with all the images on Google? There seems to be a big thing on online images atm, with powers that be wanted to control ALL the images. And removing any free images that people upload (or hiding them from searches), so there are only images available that you have to pay a Royality for – SUCH GREED. AND, hey you big ego heads, if you offer your image for free, but then say you want attrition - this is just ridiculous! I mean, some images, I can see why you would want credit, but for a lot of images, such as a full load of washing, only someone with a big ego would want attrition for it. Now I have to wait for my next load, to get a photo... 27. To Confront or To Not Confront, Your Criminal Perpetrator - Restorative Justice Just been hearing about “restorative justice”, as in perpetrators being held face to face to their victim, so the victim can tell them exactly what they think of them (bare in mind, this is done in a public situation!). Maybe this will work. I don’t have any experience in criminal convictions, I have mentioned before if you point out to a bully what they have done, they will just laugh at you, but if you add, if I had a baseball bat, I would smash your head in, they may start to understand the impact they have had. I suspect if you further start talking about your feelings, this would also drive them a bit insanely guilty. BUT, from my experience being chased by bullies, especially when I was young, it was always the attention they wanted from me, that was ultimately what they were looking for. {Obviously not knowing how to go about to get what they ultimately want; stupid}. And so, if I ignored them, and did not give them what they desired, the bully takes a hike, not even fully realizing why they are feeling lost, but feel like there’s no point in chasing me. Sometimes they may even think they won because they were ‘bully’ – clueless as to what they are really after. I suspect there will be many criminals just like this too, in which case there’s no such thing as “restorative justice” - it’ll just be an opportunity for the criminal to feel like he won, because he was able to victimise you and then rub it in your face, with him/her getting all that extra attention. And, as I was physically assaulted twice as a child, by other children, actually make that 3 times, now, I just remembered a third encounter down at Perisher (Stupid other bimbo mothers) (And this does not include other horrendous non physical assaults either); I don’t believe that people can change, like if you encounter a young adult teenager, who is violent and a bully, they still will be so when they’re older, they just might have learnt to curb themselves for social purposes, but fundamentally that’s who they are. That ‘fight’ has been instilled in them, when they were a child, and it will always remain with them. Hate to tell you….. 28. People Change Over the Years On my previous story before this on my Blog, I mentioned how people fundamentally don’t change, they are who they are, as soon as they are born. But I have found an exception, well, physically, at any rate; When I moved back up to Gunnedah, from Sydney (working the previous 10 years in this fashion industry), I really noticed how more relaxed and slower people in the country were, compared to the pace of the fashion industry, at least. The most notable thing being, the way people spoke; they spoke way more slowly, as in people really took their time to say whatever they had to say. Now you would think this would be a good thing when it comes to communicating, that is, speaking slowly and clearly, but definitely do not mistake what I’m saying here, as people in the country are by no means, good communicators, they’re not, they’re bloody hopeless, in general. Anyway, after 15 years living back in Gunnedah, one day I was checking my security cameras, as I wanted to check something in the garden (I had eight security cameras, and three of them were in the garden). I noticed as I worked in the garden, moving around from garden bed to garden bed, apart from the fact that I had a little cat who also followed me around from garden bed to garden bed! but when I did move, I moved really slowly. And then I thought about my conversations, and I noted that I too, are now one of those slow and relaxed country persons! I was quite surprised, because in general I know the women in our family always were fast paced walkers, especially when it came to walking around the streets shopping. And I was also a very fast talker; when I went to Hong Kong with my friend Iris from fashion school, it created problems with people trying to translate, because I was too fast. If YOU look at people walking in the city, you’ll see it too, they do look ‘brisk’ when they all move around in mass hordes. People in Gunnedah just kind of waddle down the street! Just a slower paced walk! 29. Dogs on Phones This is a terrible shot , but I had to put it up, as I have had problems for many years, with women standing infront of me, presenting themselves to me in such a manner out in public, talking on a phone – sometimes they don’t even have a phone, they just pretend they are talking on a phone. When you are faced with literally 1000’s of these bizarre girls, at some point they become a nuisance, a monumental harassment nuisance, so now I just call them “Dogs on Phones”. And after I took a shot of one, at my last address, and uploaded it; that was it, I had no more problems with “Dogs on Phones” at GinGin. Woohoo So, at my new address, after just 6mnths, suddenly there was one in the car park infront of my car. So, I got her, and am uploading today, as after I saw this one that day, there were 2 more over at Armstrong Beach a little later, so, I know now, that I ought to have uploaded it straight away, to deter other Dogs on Phones. I was planning on doing a collage, as there have been so many Dogs on Phones, but it is a bit of a nuisance to try and capture them on camera. I should add, it was suggested I have Dogs on Phones, to deter arshole seedy men from following me. A case of the good and the bad is both bad. I am sure there is an expression for that, but could not think of it….it’s probably German. 30. Highway Construction at its Best I had to include photo of ‘government works’ architecture, which is of course, a Highway in America; this one surpasses all other highways w orldwide. With all the native wildlife being left in peace to romp around without any danger of being hit by a car. Not to mention the ease of getting from A to B in a straight line, by simply going over all obstacles. BRILLIANT. (I have since seen YouTube videos of China’s new roads, and they too especially have a vast amount of amazing raised, extended bridges). Life Stories P18 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! 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- Items stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari 1of3 | Emily Bieman's Blog
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….. Since I’ve moved, I really miss that tip shop, (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 shops at Bundaberg and Mackay are hopeless. 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 this was stolen by that short blonde girl who I have mentioned before, numerous times on this blog. She is friends with all the retailers, I have seen her in Coles Gunnedah and Bunnings multiple times trying to and stealing from me. And so I believe, she stole these organic perfect nectarines, and sold them at Coles. I also believe she steals or purchases caged eggs and sells them as Organic ones in the supermarkets. MY nectarines. This is the same blonde short girl who was at Darrell Lea, and stole the jelly babies. 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. But I do not think it is her? I can’t believe this girl has gotten away with all this stealing from all those retailers 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. 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
- Life Stories P13 | Emily Bieman's Blog
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) Life Stories P13 1. The Scent of a Pine Just out the front of my house at Rangari, was a Pine forest. The driveway used to come right up the centre of the forest, and when you reach the top of the slight hill, and look out through the clearing – there, you saw the house, it was really quite pretty, and good thinking of whoever put the driveway there. Unfortunately, I had to move the driveway because it developed some big potholes and I didn’t have a tractor to make it all nice. I can see now from Google Maps that the driveway hasn’t been put back and is still along the edge of the pine forest. Oh, that’s a shame! Anyway, this forest of Pines consisted mostly of skinny trunked pines, as shown in the photo, and apparently the skinny pines are very old, like 500+ years, they don’t get bigger because of competition, they’re so close together. But in one area, there was a clearing, and in the centre of the clearing was one big Pine, it had grown huge, as no competition. The Pine species by the way is Callitris glaucophylla - White Cypress Pine. This big Pine was so spectacular, I decided on one side of the forest, to do some trimming. I carefully selected a few big ones, and then cut down the smaller ones around it. I mean, it was a long-term plan, but that’s how I think, long term. And it would have been worth it (worth the arm pain) had I still been there to enjoy it. Such is bitch life. I mean I can’t get up and do it again, arthritis says so. So, one day, there was a storm, (btw, this story is another one that has been removed from my PC, not sure why, so I’m rewriting with more details) so during this storm, there was an almighty bang - like you have never heard such a noise before. I mean it really shook up everything, unbelievably loud. As the storm eased, I walked down the paddock to see what the bang was, and suddenly I saw it; lightning had struck that huge big Pine tree that was in the clearing. It was still smouldering, and the scent that was emanating from this huge split pine trunk was the most incredible smell, I had ever smelt. I mean it was truly divine. Not only was it divine then, but for the following weeks, the wind would often carry the scent up to my house, and when I was out working in the garden or paddocks, sooo yummy. The air was filled with fragrance for weeks, so amazing. I realised all my other carefully spaced trees maybe struck by lightning in the future. I thought, because I did at least 15 big pines, that the lightning would most likely get confused, not knowing which tree to strike, and be tricked into not striking any!! But then again, maybe I could have 15 super fragrance experiences ahead for me to enjoy!! In my previous story I mention that particular species of Pine should be harvested for essential oil distilling, because it is by far superior to any other Pine species of essential oil that I’ve ever smelt. Plus, those trees are a bit of a weed around Gunnedah, if you were serious about doing it, you can make heaps, as farmers will gladly let you on their farm to cut their weedy Pine trees down. So maybe someone did just that, and that’s why the stories stolen (I do not expect money, don’t worry!) Also, another reason why maybe it was stolen was because, I mentioned about the girl wanting to smell the super fragrance; somebody with lots of money, sent a girl, (I think they won a prize consisting of being taken to my farm, in order to smell this pine) - that’s how good it was. So, I have no proof of that, just what a birdy told me. But I do have proof of either same girl, or a different one, at another time who wanted to smell my apricot tree. My apricot tree, when fully laden with hundreds of super ripe apricots, was also truly amazing, you’ve never smelt anything like it, so super sweet in the spring morning due. This day, I went into town, I stopped at Gordan Barry farm shop, there was a girl at the farm shop who had this awful perfume on, it was disgusting, kind of smelt a bit like incense. Thought nothing of it, did not speak with the girl, or see her face, but she was size 14, middle height and in her 30’s, with auburn mouse brown hair, and wearing a blue and white hippy dress. When I got home that day, I went into my orchard tunnel, and what did I smell when I entered; that horrible perfume that the girl had been wearing. So, she had obviously been to my place, in my tunnel, while I was in town. Unbelievable! NOT WITHOUT MY PERMISSION you stupid thieving bimbos. 2. Lying and fainting bad nurses This is an exert from an article about the mental health industry in Australia. Part of this was cut out, from a recent publication, (deliberately?) and so I wanted to do a separate little story for just this part; of what happens in a mental health ward, for in voluntary patients. “The reason I was detained for so long before being released is because of the nurses, this is what they do: Nurses write false claims in their evening notes, stating “she was angry and aggressive” (for example) and really, I was not saying anything or doing anything at all. They do this deliberately as then the doctor reads the nurse’s notes every morning, and then says “oh she’s not allowed to leave, she’s angry and aggressive”. The nurses literally lie, it is a cat and mouse game for them, they take pleasure in the power of incarcerating someone against their will for no reason. The nurses who work at these places are truly despicable people. When I actually was released, I asked one of those nurses for a copy of those notes, I told her, by law, I’m allowed to have a copy, and you should have seen her, oh my god, it was her worst nightmare, I thought she was going to faint. Most people have no idea what these institutes are like, they really should be shut down.” 3. Unwanted Nuisance Callers plus religious story This movie sends me musicians, who then proceeds, to make sounds outside my house all night, but specifically at 3:30am, but then continuing to make strange sounds if I don’t get up (at Gin Gin). Fuck off fuck off fuck off you little fucking idiot. And why is it up to me to tell you to fuck off - don’t you have any common sense? Or is this something you do; go around annoying the crap out of single women? How would you like it if someone woke you up in the middle of the night? Incapable of empathy. I should think this stems from a lack of religion as a child? You know, “do un to others as ye would have do unto you”. Speaking of religion, I have a few things to say about it, I have already done so on another story, but yet that, was another piece of writing stolen – why do you have to delete my whole story, you know I have all of my stories on Flickr in the public domain, which means you can download and use them for whatever you want SO STOP DELETING MY PHOTOSTORIES, so I have to redo. What I said in my previous story (and it was someone at GinGin who stole it, I bet, -maybe they inserted it into their sermon and the dog who told a priest to insert it, stole it! ??). Anyway, I said; a lot of religious people still do unlawful things, as they know, they can ask God for forgiveness, and all will be forgiven. That is what is taught in the scriptures, the forgiveness bit. So, but, I don’t think they fully got the complete message; as it is also stated, you still have to pay for your sins, it is just done in a Godly perfect way, and you may not even be aware that you are paying for it. That was what I said, so, today, I also want to add, I feel people get to a certain age, and then write themselves off as not ‘good’ or religious or someone that may have a shot at an afterlife, as they think they fucked up so much when they were younger, that they’re going to hell anyway, so, it doesn’t matter what they do from then on forward, they may aswell carry on in their sinful thieving way. I guess they never got that first message at all!! There was also something I should’ve added to my “Things I wish I was told when I was 18” list; stay the hell away from musicians, nothing but a bunch of thieves without any common-sense. Not that I’ve actually had anything to do with any musicians in my life, except I used to listen to music, mainly on the radio, 20 yrs ago, but now occasionally on YouTube. {“Brand New Key, pair of roller skates” shear genius}. I did go to several music concerts when I was 19. So, I recommend, don’t go to music concerts or festivals, or listen to the radio; not only are there “party boy” (and girl) bimbo uneducated types who follow you and steal from you, but the music world is full of Big Players, rich. They look for victims who will spend money on their music, they’re just as bad as the drug dealers, and the mental health care workers; they all want one thing, your money and adoration. 4. Meals on Wheels When I was young and we had just moved to Gunnedah, from Tamworth, my mother and I went and did Meals on Wheels every month; a charity service involving driving around Gunnedah and delivering pre-cooked meals to old people, in their homes. As I recall, I didn’t much like it, because all the old people‘s homes were stinky and dirty, and the pre-cooked meals weren’t like the meals that you can get in the supermarket or delivered today, they seemed to be, well, as an eight-year-old, I thought kind of undesirable. But looking back, I’m certainly glad I did it with mum. And it was most likely the connections mum made in this time, that helped her later when she started her nursing business. The reason I’ve done a separate photo story for this is because I’ve written about it before briefly, and it is another story that has just been removed from my computer and from my blog. I seem to be discovering my little stories missing on a weekly basis now, it’s like the thieves can no longer easily access my house to steal, so they are stealing my stories via hacking my PC? It’s a little strange. I have no idea who would be stealing them (and why!!) although there are people who seem to have fun in reminding me of any story that has gone missing. I don’t know how they know? whether they’ve been checking my blog or whether it is indeed them that are stealing my stories, and then telling me about it? (total nutter). So I have to go and re-write it - this would be something a typical stupid dog bimbo would do, one who was trying to control the situation, and get me to redo something and waste my time?? (rack off). Or literally, it could’ve been some bimbo on the media, television or radio, who has taken it upon herself to adopt the story, and make it her own? I have seen this happen two or three times a few years ago, with some of my stories, and it wasn’t just anybody, adopting my stories, it was famous people. So, I guess if there’s some famous person out there that is coming up with a story of some interest, you can be sure that it’s most likely not theirs! So, they reminded me of this story, Meals on Wheels story, so here it is again. 5. Teach empathy. Clever and Creative ways to raise kids who aren’t bullies. In point 16, of my “Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids”, I state to teach empathy “Teach empathy”. It struck me that probably a lot of parents will not know how to do that, so I thought I would put an example here. Before I do, I need to point out that the difficulty is telling their kids, and they inturn don’t hear you, because, parents are constantly making demands and requests of their child, so sometimes, they may take everything they hear “as a grain of salt”. Therefore, in some instances, you really need to set up a situation different than normal. Here is my example; if your child is giving you a hard time one day about something that you want them to do, “I don’t want to do it”, and they’re fighting you, and they’re being mean to you as the parent. Then the parent could turn around and say “I think you’re being too harsh on me; I did not deserve that much retaliation; can you hear yourself being mean?” But I feel this may not achieve anything, the message will not sink in, as the child will assume it just your fighting tactic to manipulate them to do the thing they do not wish to do – kids are very smart. Instead, that comment has to come from somebody else. And usually, somebody else is not always on hand at just the right moment, so, that’s what I mean about you need to set it up a situation, so somebody else can actually say it so the child can hear it, plus, I would say, a total stranger is often better than another member of the family or someone they know. I have to stress, it has to be an observational remark – it cannot be a reprimand or rebuke of any sort, otherwise your child might feel you are “playing sides” against them, and this will create monumental problems. I know there will be parents struggling maybe with one thing that they constantly want their child to do, and the child’s fights, this gentle technique will help them. I draw on my own personal experience for this story; as a 7-9yr attending an “elocution” lesson. I knew, as a 9yr old, that I didn’t really need elocution lessons, as far as I was concerned, I could speak perfectly. (Although in retrospect, that 9yr didn’t quite realise how important speech is, how important tone is, and communication in general.) But so, as I felt I didn’t need to attend the elocution lesson, I let my mother know about this fact in no uncertain terms on the first day. I was overheard by the elocution teacher (a lovely old lady) who said to me, a very similar comment as what I have explained above. I felt while she did not teach me any elocution (I did not go back after that day), that old lady changed my whole perspective on how I spoke, from then on. And on a very subtle level, one that I did not have to give to much thought to from then on, its like my mind suddenly learnt empathy. In my encounters with other people, there have been many many, who do not know how to be empathetic. In fact, I can only think of 2 or 3 other people in my life who have been able to show empathy for anyone, and I have encountered literally thousands of people at this point in my life. This is why I’m writing about it, it’s terrible that people do not know how to be empathetic. It’s kind of important and lacking in Australia. So, if it helped me, it will help many people. Also, btw, on a slightly different matter, kids who feel like they’re going to ‘pee their pants’ before they go on stage, feel this way due to being chastised and humiliated previously in public, so most likely by their parents in bad toilet training moments. Save your child a whole childhood, and perhaps even adulthood too, of feeling like they going to pee their pants, whenever they’re nervous. Get it right – do your bit. And people, if this is you, who feels like peeing pants whenever you’re nervous, it’s because of your parent’s bad child raising skills. Blame them and get angry at them. Change does not come about unless there is action. J Above shown is one of my Ribbon Ring Wind Catchers, for sale on Etsy for $100 – my ribbon supplier is a new website, so I am not sure if they are retailers or wholesalers, they seem to be retailers, given the price of a reel of ribbon ($18), but according to google, they are the cheapest I can find, so must be both retailer and wholesaler. Maybe I am just getting old, things seem to be outrageously priced these days. 6. Bottlebrush’s under powerlines; don’t be afraid chop chop chop! Actually, you can see from this photo, of a street in Millicent, South Australia, that those Callistemon’s are a little too tall (will be) to go under the powerlines. But, do not fret, because I know probably at least one and every four house in suburbia has one of these trees planted outside it - the councils of the time when berserk planting this particular tree! The root system of Callistemon is very tough and hardy, so instead of letting Council chop them down, (they tend to do a strange skew job anyway), they can handle a severe chop back, so chop it in half, maybe a metre off the ground, and after a while, once they put on some leaves and branches, it’ll just look really cute and dwarfy ball, before it spreads out with its new canopy, to fit fully under the powerlines. So, don’t be afraid to just chop chop chop! 7. Canine dog story From 2000 until 2018 I rented on 4 different farms. 2 of them had dogs, 2 of them did not. I do mean the canine variety of dogs. (!) Farmers who supposedly have work dogs, as well as pets, (actually over my whole life, living and visiting many farmers, I don’t think I have encounted one farmer whose work dog was actually a work dog, or did any good workdog related activities! mmm maybe one…). I have to mention, those 2 farms that didn’t have any dogs, were so much more pleasant. There were kangaroos that would pop by, big monitors, heaps of birds…., no dogs barking. No humans trying to control the dog by harsh reprimands, none of that yelling “get down”. David and Brenda at Rangari farm had no dogs, thankgoodness. It is strange that so many other famers do. Just a better way of life, with no dogs. But I am a fan of the Dalmation – such a pretty coat….. 8. Unnecessary “Squelchy Mess” due to Bored Factory Food Workers I also noticed, and now make a comment, about the fact that they ‘pummel’ pork and chicken, with needles filled with liquid, and it’s meant to tenderise. It does change the taste and texture of the meat in a negative way. I feel these people who are in these industries, are absolutely bored out of their brains, and so they try to come up with things to give their life meaning, and this is what they have come up with. In the process, they have ruined something that was simply perfect as is. I can no longer purchase a leg of ham, chicken schnitzel or chicken nuggets from the supermarket that hasn’t been pummelled into “squelchy mess”. I noticed the large whole chickens have been pummelled as well, but not the smaller ones. 9.Hand-made Silver Ring Stolen I am reminded of this next story by the group of people (women) who “recreate” situations from my past. They are kind of like a self-declared secret society who do this in the hopes it will change the way I remember it. They think they are doing me a favour. Along the lines of a councilor / psychiatrist. When actually they are nothing but meddling control freak perverts trying to play “big brother”, and this is a perfect example of people who cannot see their own dysfunction. I have mentioned them before (photo story: “Re-creations” and “The dedicated lifestyle of copying me”). But most people would have no idea what I am talking about when I refer to these people, but I can assure you they are out there and they are real. The situation (and btw, I remember all these stories fine, without having to be reminded. But it’s like, they do a “timing” thing – still what that is about, I am not sure.) After they did it at Colosseum with the ants, I got to thinking, why would they do this; maybe it’s because I am unmarried, and so they can’t do stories about my marriage, or about anyone in my life. You know how so many women just like to sit around all day and gossip about other women, it’s one of their favourite things to do. So, they can’t do that with me. I think they are a little ‘chuffed’ about not being able to do that, so even as some form of protest they do “recreations” I mean if you could hear me, it must get a little bit tedious if there is only me, - it would be far more interesting for them if there were multiples of people in my life, and preferably a succession of different multiples. As it is, their “recreations” are a passive aggressive punch. “We want a slut!” I want further add, I think the fact that I am single has benefited the whole of Australia because aside from stupid recreations, they have to come up with other things as well things that don’t concern me, and concern everyone, and benefit everyone. I think being single, has actually benefitted the whole of mankind. I hope that’s not too narcissistic thinking, but it’s true. This time, the situation was when a young man incahoots with my flat mate, stole my special handmade silver and opal ring. It was made specially for me, for my 18th birthday present by my grandfather, the ‘opal’ is my October birth stone. I cannot remember the young guy’s name; I only remember his face. I do not recall how he penetrated our circle of female friends; it was just after we had left school and had moved to Sydney, 1993. He and I did not have any connection at all, so he befriended my flat mate. One day they went out together, and I believe she was pissed off at me, and so bitched to this guy, and this guy in retaliation, stole my ring. She was pissed off with me, as that day I had stood up to her and told her I was not going to do the washing up every day, -she had to do it occasionally. (She was a bit of a lazy bully – flat mate situations – such an undesirable way of living). Anyway, some years later I think in about 2010 or there abouts, I was watching an Australian opera performance on the ABC, and mid-way through, the whole show seemed to slightly side track, and there was that young guy who stole my ring, not quite as young looking anymore, doing a weird scene, being an arshole again on stage, it was like he had not changed at all, and wanted me to know he was still a thieving arshole who was manipulated by stupid bitches! Anyway, later the producers of that opera apologized, they had no idea that guy and dog cohorts in the art world, had inserted their own personal mission of bitch into their show. But I want to say also, he is not the only one who does that on national TV, there are quite a few self-declared important people who play this game, it happens a lot. Male and female alike, putting their message across in passive “ARTISTC” ways. Unbeknownst to the producers or directors. And those other “bitch message people” would probably just have been manipulated by some stupid bitch like my 3rd born flat mate bully. I notice they do it in many good documentaries too, with valuable information being passed on, but then all of a sudden, they go ‘off track’ with someone maybe blurting out a big furphy – yet still talking really seriously, so unless you know what they’re talking about, you may not necessarily catch the fact that they are lying through their teeth, deliberatley, inorder to ‘trick’ the viewer. I saw it happen again only yesterday 2024, on a YouTube video, with 2 middle age women (Summer Rayne Oakes). It’s really annoying how they do this; they think they’re being funny and clever, but they’re just self-aggrandizing people spreading evil. I think there is some girl by the name of Amy who does it – cross media? She uses actresses and hosts to carry out her bitch message. No idea who she is – but a dog, possible thief too. I think she is the person responsible for getting news readers to be mischievous too. I haven't written about this before; but there was a period or a phase where I was watching a news reader on a channel doing the news, and then I would switch channels shortly after, and there on the other channel was the same girl reading the news on different network!! I am wondering how an earth they did that, obviously prerecorded, but timing specific! It happened a few other times since, and on the radio as well! I figured it out; it is girls having their little girl bimbo fun; thinking they're trying to trick everybody and flip them out!! (I think they think everyone in Australia watching them is on drugs – so they are looking for “flippy dude” reaction! Or whatever stoner slang they have! Lol. I think that girl, 2023, had finally realized I am not on drugs and she has possibly made a big mistake with her life – little birdy told me. Such is the stupid bimbo nature of most women. They all monumentally fuck up. I haven't watched the news in years, so that hasn't happened in years, but recently with my new YouTube subscription, and the extreme weather, I often watch the little segments they do on YouTube. And again, I noticed there is one woman doing the same thing; she appeared on channel 9 news, and then suddenly she was on, I think it was Lithuanian news stream (!) - it's the same woman. I also put it down to the fact that she is an attention seeker – TV people, the biggest attention seekers of them all – total peacocks. And I have seen news readers totally doing ‘personal product placement’, like with shares and stocks! I wouldn't really care about such antics that little girls get up to, but I suspect it is those women, those newsreaders and their cohorts, who are possibly the ones causing nuisances in my life by doing “Car organizing” hoons; that is, they put stalkers, people who follow me, toot at me, and steal from me, in cars - they give them cars to drive around, different cars, plus pay them to do it? {different cars so I won't catch them and report them to the police – they are a police matter}. So, curse those News bimbos, because this behaviour is just as bad as walking into a shop, and shoplifting yourself, or walking up to someone and smacking them in the head – that nuisance behavior involving stalking, is a crime as far as I'm concerned. Aid and abet criminals. Going back to my ring story, that young man, because of his nature, that I noticed, at the time, I thought he was gay – but no, I suspect he’s just the mouse. This is why whenever my paths cross with young people, young men, I always explain to them how unresponsible, clueless and evil women are, in the hopes that they can stand up to them and be the responsible one. That thieving guy, never had anyone explain this to him. The ring shown is similar, but mine was slightly wider with more silver, this was the closest I could find (from Austral Stones). The stone was paler too. My grandfather’s name was Bill Flood (William Flood) he worked for the government, admin, but was a silversmith in his spare time. He was really a silversmith, but had 4 girls to support. When he retired from silversmithing, he donated all his tools and equipment to NEGS school. We got to make some jewelry in year 12, because of him. I swear our family is the only honest family I know. 10. List of Strange Things that Happen, Weird Things, Dodgy Things, Someone in my House These things happens if I leave the house or overnight when I sleep, I suspect some little unwanted spoilt shit is somehow getting in via me when I am asleep??? Otherwise I have no idea how they are getting in. I recall when I was living at Petersham, I had a front door that I never used, so I rigged up a velvet curtain over it. One morning I awoke feeling very strange, I walked out and saw that the curtain I had rigged up was moved, as if the door had been opened, and that door had a bolt, so it could only be opened from the inside, and I do not recall getting up in the night and opening the door – it was never opened or used. So something odd happened that night that I have no recollection of? I suspect foul play by little boys in the neighbourhood?? I am not known as a sleep walker, but once dad told me when I was 7 or so, I got up late one night around midnight, and walked out to the living room where dad was watching telly, he said I hopped on his knee, as I sometimes did and just sat there, dad asked me if I wanted anything I said no, then went back to bed! So that was a little weird. Half a tub of vitamin E cream suddenly disappeared. One morning, there was only one biscuit left in the jar and there was meant to be three. 5/12/2022 A metal hook appeared in my toilet, – like one used for abortion in the old days. Half a bottle of essential oil suddenly disappeared. 1 Mylanta tab of the two tabs, of my ibuprofen suddenly disappeared. 2022 There were two eggs left on one side of a carton, and next morning there were none. 12/12/2022 Upon returning from a 2hr outing, the large sponge on bottom shelf, of my tool shelf was lying on the floor. This was the day when Australia post wanted me to pay them $2 for a redelivery, when they should have delivered the day before. As if. I later was advised it was spam texts, and not Aus post. Just coincidence they contact me when I leave the unit. 5/1/2023 Chip in my good cup after I wrote about the dogs swapping my chip free crockery over for their bimbo chipped crockery 22/01/2023 (this is such a typical dishonest female thing for them to do). 22/01/2023 large toe nail tear, no pain in the middle of the night, was just there the next morning One of the cat pouches was off, only 1? I suspect as they wanted me to empty my outside compost as it was starting to smell, so they put in or swapped, a bad pouch. The yellow seed envelope that I had just written on and chucked in to the seed room (where it landed in an undesirable spot) was taken – never to be seen again. 28th Feb 2023 My black lycra was swapped over for navy blue, and I suspect my jersey stretch needles were swapped over for blunts, I had to order more, and lycra needles are in high demand atm22th Feb 2023 2 dents appeared on my fridge overnight, on 2 different nights. On both occasions when it happened, someone left stupid comments on my fridge vid, on youtube. Bluetooth that I specifically switched off on ipad pink, after I came home was switched on. Also, the powerpoint for the hair dryer socket was switched off, when I had left it on, and my pkt of Quells was found on the floor. May 2023 Rack off you stupid retards. 11. Female Thinking re “I want to beat you so badly and since I can’t, I will just kill you” On my life blog, I frequently talk about the stupid bimbo nature of most women. I have another example here for you. I used to sell my designs on Sflr, but I was banned - my account – Emily Bieman, was deleted. And the reason, despite what they will tell you, the real reason is quite different and most bimbo. You see, I have a lot of girls that try to ‘beat me’, and compete with me, this is normal, it has always been the case, ever since school, I believe they try to beat all their peers, (especially popular amongst 3rd borns – stupid 3rd borns). I have termed them “Competitive Bitches”. Some people may know them as Basketball players too. But so, they see something I’m doing, and want to do it too, but plus want to do it better than me. They want to show off and want to gain my praise. Which is fine, I am guessing it has been this way since the dawn of time amongst women. I mean, you could categorize this as inspiration, I myself see ‘shiny’ photos in media’s, and let my imagination go with such a design, maybe use it somehow, be inspired somehow... But these girls on Sflr took their “I want to beat you” attitude to the next level, by banning me!! ”You can’t win now, we deleted you! ha ha!” So, the competition on Sflr actually got pretty fierce, they have Design Challenges for designers, and I was kind of in my element, because one of my favourite things to do, aside from designing fabrics, is looking at other people‘s wonderful designs - and some of them were getting really good, like the standard had jumped considerably from when I started on there, to what, six years later. I felt it was a privilege being able to view those designs, I never felt intimidated or deterred by them, even though by comparisons, some of them were out of this world good. And so, every time I would upload a design onto Sflr; I’d get shown, by the Sflr dogs, at least 10 more designs of similar category, (they went out of their way, and to considerable lengths, in various media’s, to show me bigger and better designs) and some of them were truly spectacular, there’s no doubt about it. I certainly do not claim to be a super skilled illustrator (read my School Art Story..). So, I feel even though Sflr girls went out of their way to show me their designs, YET, still I kept persisting with mine; and this is what drove them NUTS, “but we beat you, we beat you”. So, since I did not give up, they just banned me!! This is how cockanninnie stupid women think! Stupid. BTW, I sold quite a few of my designs, I used to let the money bank up, then when it was great enough, I would not withdraw it, but spend it on their fabrics, it was a great way of still being able make my own clothes whilst being on a low income. So those Sflr dogs not only screwed me, but they screwed my family, because after I die, my fabrics would have continued to sell on that website, bringing in royalties, which would’ve gone to my family - now no longer will, they lose - royalty screwed. (After I wrote this, I noted there was a stranger than usual vibe in getting my blog in public view.. who knows maybe computer nerds are scared of my family, and so have made sure none of them will see my Blog?). I ought to mention, there are other people, male and female alike who, like to turn their work, - their day job, into a game, to make the day go faster. So, the game then becomes a competition, and a competition over every little bloody thing. And I would like to say, those people are highly retarded and really annoying. Especially for those people who struggle to get through the day, and want to take it easy – they do not want some gung-ho lunatic trying to beat them, then calling them a loser if they indeed did pack the box slower than you! {or whatever the task at hand was.} I have also encounted many people, (usually 3rd borns), who can’t think of anything to do, until they see me doing something, then they get all excited and want to do it too, and try to do it better. There is also some stupid blonde 3rd born who thinks it is perfectly fine to sabotage some other girls life /business, as she thinks life is a competition, and destroying other girls life is the point. Seriously that is how some 3rds borns think. Beyond comprehension for me, of how stupid her mentality is; STUPID BITCH. MOTHERS STOP BREEDING MULTIPLES. Please! And, I hope all Sflr girls, get cancer and DIES -burn in hell bitches 12. Correct PH soap for ladies It astounds me how most soap manufacturers (not mentioning any names, Palmolive) there are, that aren’t aware of the correct pH for a lady. This one knows about it, plus it has the most beautiful sent ever. BTW, I believe certain supermarket ladies know about the importance of a balanced PH and also, they know how to change the PH with certain processed foods, and, I am saying, manipulation goes on in order upset the balance in women they don’t like. (Yuk, and way to send me the female dogs! It truly astounds me how revolting and dysfunctional some women are, so obvious the type of family they are from, one consisting of males who are uncivilized, uncultured, unrefined, unpolished, uncultivated, unsophisticated, rude, disrespectful, woman hating and primitive. - Horrid). Also, as of 2023, Palmolive/Colgate do not use recyclable plastics in any of their packaging - how irresponsible and greedy. Do they have any idea about the worldwide pollution problems? 13. Bundaberg court employs unsavvy judges What a scam the judges are who work at Bundaberg courthouse! They can’t even tell when a police officer is lying! pathetic! Police lie all the time to get a conviction, they are a disgrace. What’s more in order to win and get a conviction, a police officer will lie to themselves, in a wishful thinking way, so they can easily convince the judge (many of them have dysfunctional issues – major ones, it’s a whole industry that attracts certain ‘dsyfuncts’.) I’ve had two court experiences in my life, one car rego related, and one rental bond related, and I witnessed total organised corruption by the courts, they are designed for people who have the most money, and the most friends, plain and simple. They are a sham and not a place of justice. But, I get the distinct feeling that all judges are only looking for is one thing, and that is remorse, (and a touch of humbleness). It doesn’t really matter to them if you’re guilty or not, they figure if you’re in court, you must be guilty, but if you’re remorseful, they’ll be lenient. But this explains why there are so many troublemakers; those kinds of people that get in trouble all the time with the police and the courts, they know how to play that game of being remorseful and humble, well some of them I guess, you know it’s just all part of the fun and games for them, the game of being a mouse. I guess no easy fixes to crime, but you know if I were in charge I’d be fixing the problem by locking up thieving offender’s parents for raising such a bad person. 14. Fancy Appliances, Remote Access And Rival Appliance Companies I have mentioned this before and that’s the ‘fancy appliances’ syndrome. These days, fancy appliances have ‘remote access’ by their makers. I had a problem with a LG washing machine, a Fisher and Paykel dishwasher, and a Panasonic vacuum, in the past. I will spare you the details, but I reckon, they can access those electronic appliances remotely if they wish (once my car was tampered too, and they switched off the engine by remote access – they were playing silly buggers, and showing off, because there was no need to turn my car off), but suffice to say, that is how they helped steal my Fisher and Paykel dishwasher, by locking the door. Definite theft. And there was a ‘rival appliances’ thing, I won’t bother explaining that, too silly. And also last week when I went to check the date for my appointment with Carol, that I had previously made a month before, that I simply can’t miss, I had written it in my digital Outlook calendar, and when I checked it, the date said the 23rd, and so I turned up on the 23rd, she said I do not have an appointment on the 23rd - it’s the 30th. Then I thought back and recalled, yes, it was the 30th, and I had written it in my calendar as the 30th. But I have computer bitch nerds that hack my computer (quite common, they do all sorts of nuisance things) and changed that date – they also deleted my money reminder (fuck off and get a life you retard). You have to ask why they would do this so; it’s because they want Carol to think that I am confused. In other words, they don’t want her to believe me, if I mention to her that my neighbours and retailers are stealing from me. They are in effect playing sides – little bimbo girls playing sides; who do not know, that one day, they will get their comeuppance because of it. Btw, I do not know who is sabotaging me – thus they are the ultimate of cowards. Also, I know with new security cameras, user can press button and turn outdoor camera into loud speaker. One of my neighbours at new spot does it as a means of verbal harassment – but only 2 or 3 times, though. So, there is a thing: sound persecution via remote access devices: sounds and electric beeps. At Builyan someone had set up a device that beeped every 25 minutes all night. Not sure if it was to annoy people, or they just forgot it was on and were away? At Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park someone put a phone under my house and was verbally harassing me that way for about a week -that could have been the local police – police people are from dysfunctional families, and so really stupid things. Especially the ones in Queensland. Only yesterday as I update this, in 2026, some tool walking around the paddock bush with kookaburra loud speaker. Morning problems here at this address. They seem to leave at some point, after making a point to harass; it’s like their daily job is harassing me. Coward. Then microsoft do a restart update – a clear pattern. Kogan may have done just this on my 13mnth old benchtop dishwasher; the pump suddenly just stopped working - so they paid for return postage, but I had to get a replacement as they REFUSED to replace the unit, only refund me, citing “model discontinued” – when IT SURE AS HELL IS NOT, same unit is still available, but doubled in price from when I purchased. Plus they have given it a letter “B” at the end of the model name (only if you check it) – what a DODGY SCAM – so they stole half the money which is $500 extra I had to pay for new one as I will keep interim one for backup when the next one breaks down, and of course because of police giving me fake speeding tickets of $1000, I could not afford same unit, and had to get small one, which is way too small. (no doubt same stupid dogs who arranged this, was same stupid dogs who arranged that hopeless too small unit at Sarina?). I have had to spend $4000+ on a benchtop dishwasher since 2015 – mainly because there are NO REPAIR MEN – and WOMAN steal them from me. Stupid little 3rd born dogs raised by bimbo mothers steal them. 15. Recurring Dream I seem to have this strange recurring dream, (2021) about a person, maybe a big old man, who is this extremely depressed, oppressed, oppressive person. Who wants to oppress everyone around him, and not allow any free thought or fun- it is most peculiar, and I’m a little annoyed about it? (I feel like this person could be from movies that I watch) I maybe feel like he has an ulterior motive to inspire fairytale behavior in other people “never fear, I will rescue you from that tyrant young maiden” Although one night, I awoke, after I had come up with a joke in protest, in my dream – which is most peculiar for me, (being a first born, jokes aren’t something I naturally do, and especially in a dream when I am sleeping and all common-sense thought processes are sleeping too.) So, instead of a message in a bottle, this is message on paper, and I’m throwing it out and hopefully magically, stops the oppressor in his tracks (which is often the case when I write things down). It did. Or it could have just been a dream about this guy that crossed my path in Bundaberg, (his name was Moses), he was a non-thinking idiot who takes home a monthly salary in exchange for not thinking, not taking responsibilities for his actions. He is someone responsible for incarcerating innocent women – literally in the physical world – oppressing them. He is ALL that is wrong with the world. In regards, to the above where I mention I am firstborn, so making up jokes is not something I do. So, the other day, I came up with a joke!! It concerns the expression “now you better be nice to people in life, otherwise, you’ll have to come back as a donkey”. It’s quite a common expression, must’ve originated from India, where they believe in reincarnation. And, there’s a hoon that hoons past my house frequently, they’re a total nuisance, they constantly revving up and down the hwy, disturbing the peace and tranquility here at Kookaburra Park, and polluting the air. Someone told me that they are “mules”, as in people who supply weed to local drongo‘s between here, Bundaberg and Gin Gin. So, I feel like telling that bloody little hoon; he’s got the worst job in the world, as he’s come back from a past life, as the worst thing possible, a mule! (mule/donkey, same thing! lol!) Just a little side bar; saw a few docos on North Korea, and talk about unlucky if you are born there in this life. Major tyranny going on there. Mind you, I bet they wouldn’t have the “stupid little girl petty theft” problem, like what goes on in Australia and (France, Italy, America….). I saw, in 2016 an American tourist visiting North Korea, O Warmbier, was caught trying to steal a poster in his hotel room, and he was sentenced to 15 years hard labor in prison there (!) which he did, no one could save him. When he was released, he was in a vegetative state, and died a few days later. I would condemn any stupid little girl who has stolen from me, with exactly the same sentence and treatment. Those stupid thieving bimbos have no idea what is in store for them. The dreamy image is “Beach Water Stripe Waves 2020 Indi ” by me for textile prints. https://www.redbubble.com/i/scarf/Beach-Water-Stripe-Waves-2020-Indi-by-emilybieman/77343940.B15PI 16. Bitches at Big W who pretended to have lost my Bike This are the two bimbos who were serving me at big W because bloody hopeless online Big W couldn’t arrange for a bike build – so I had to go instore and put up with these dogs who are pissing about pretending that my bike was stolen when really it was there. Not only did I have problems with these two staff, but people at the counter waiting to be served, also chimed in. Bimbos Bimbos Bimbos (not to mention the over speaker dog bimbo as I walked through the Sugarland Plaza in Bundaberg - FUCK OFF DOGS. Online Big W IT people; get your arse into gear, so I don’t have to put up with the stupid dogs, who discriminate against me, and harass me in this passive aggressive manner. BTW, I ended up spending about $800 on a bike, after about a month of riding it, I determined that my arthritis in my knees was bad enough to prevent me from bike riding, so I had to get rid of it any way. I sold it at Bundaberg Tender centre for $100 – what a total waste of money – I could have purchased an electric scooter. Which is what I need now (still with my Collapsed Arch). Btw, in Mackay they have an electric scooter company who supply public parts of Mackay with scooters, I thought I will try one there to see if they actually work (my experience in life when it comes to electric battery-operated goods is not such a positive one so far). The first time I went up to Mackay, the app was not working, so I could not try it. Then I fixed the app (turned out it does not display if you have bigger sized text on your phone (young non-thinking selfish app people, and who btw, never replied to customer support request). So, I drive up there a 2nd time to try it, and those same stupid IT people, I bet, took over my scooter and said “sorry this scooter cannot be used due to maintenance” – twice on 2 different scooters. So, talk about HOPELESS. My experience with electric goods is still a negative one – hopeless battery people, hopeless IT nerds. Hopeless woman in Mackay Botanical Garden car park info centre. I need a photo of that bitch woman at the info centre too, she definatly needs naming and shaming -she should not be allowed out in public at all, she is HOPELESS NEGATIVE NANCY. Naming and shaming is the only way to deal with those people who are firmly rooted in the community. Actually, I suspect that stupid woman is part of the ‘dog network’ who go around telling people contrary to the truth; so, as I do have a collapsed arch, and CAN NOT WALK through the Botanical Garden, she implied that I did not have anything wrong with my foot. STUPID Sometimes it takes an outsider to see a bully and call them up on it; as they have been around for so long in their community, everyone else has got used to them, and puts up with them. No need to thank me. 17. Phone Numbers of Girls that Call me and Hang up, or Lie about Who They Are Since I did this – huge reduction of nuisance callers. If only I had of started keeping a list all those years ago; they were way more of a problem 5-10 years ago, then they are now. You WOULDN’T BELIEVE how many Nuisances Calls I receive! Not only do these little dogs follow me around the streets, but I get little dogs who call me up, and sometimes they just call and hang up, or sometimes they come up with bogus names of who they are and reasons why they’re calling. Some of them actually have nothing to say they just want to call me (that conversation goes well) and some speak like zombies. There has been so many of these phone calls, that I now screen all my calls, so they have to leave a voice message and I call them back (if their voice message makes sense plus they leave phone number – (as my phone does not show callers phone number if they leave a voice message – what century am I still living in?)). So, this has been working for the most part, but occasionally, I have to turn voice message off, and receive calls, because I am expecting someone. So just last week when I switched voice message off, I received no less than 6 Nuisance callers again in that time voice message was off. I manage to get 3 of their numbers to make a list! 0490366018, 03 94524574, 0459135244 So hopefully in the future, any time I get a nuisance caller, I’ll remember to get the number and add them to my list to post online. (I did, see below) For many years I didn’t have a phone at all, quite happy not to talk to anyone on the phone, plus being low income, I couldn’t really afford a phone anyway, mobile phones with cheap plans were not around, not so long ago, the old Landline was an expense $30 a month plus calls. However, not having a phone does cause a whole heap of problems! Communication is very important, certainly if you’re dealing with customers or order inquiries… Oh, they have started nuisance texting me too. So, here is my regularly updated list of nuisance texters and callers; 0402239404 0499547096 0432552037 0492479842 0482701590 0428247942 0403460741 0427119853 0487123605 0411694453 0407433021 0488062149 0434427852 0432255088 0411396303 0401244559 03 70356710 0484855630 0423563543 0861463100 0432854982 0492286814 0410855042 0434330118 0410908522 02 90709639 0001800555937 0434152254 0480003055 0423268058 0413096738 0413096738 0423507314 0414068030 0423840798 0455102182 0419473600 03 99402003 0411536674 0421458162 02 8378 7951 0423057404 Matt Howley telstrasurveys@picniccustomer.com 0484959228 0418 246 677 0413 432 010 0432 623 155 0426 119 238 0484959228 0434 944 361 this person is stalking me. They only send me messages when I leave my unit and they pretend they’re from Australia Post but they are not, so police could you please do something about this person, they are a stalker and should be shot (or in your terms, in jail) 0432492799 – I blocked this caller then I received a call on that Melbourne number below – I think it’s Telstra 03 70436868 0466237493 02 82069448 02 3820 1103-Paddys River little place out of nowhere call me and hang up 03 92794098 0407422130 0474761681 This spam text message came after Kmart texted me saying I could collect my parcel 0462772903 chinese voice message 0461 360 531 0430 397 158 when I call back this number it says “your call can't be connected” so I suspect this is Telstra who does Nuisance calls and whenever I answer the phone they say “do you have any work available?” like what the hell is the point of that w... 0461 353 478 text asking for money. Are they complete morons? 03 40602590 a Chinese UPS company they constantly calling me in mandarin bugger off 02 40123529 0484 986 168 - ↓ 0475 839 988 – Aus post? Strange notification of undelivered mail? 0455 617 625 someone pretending to be mygov 4/26/2024 03 99895620 dogs playing washing Nazi games;fuck off you stupid mindless dogs 0498 193 263 Coles group 0474 104 286 Coles group 0475 836 226 Australia Post 0449 690 683 0461 347 115 fake courier 0459221054 fake couriertoll 03 81037094 0438 098 424 02 85525349 0285513777 0488838492 02 42031139 0488 838 521 (02) 9101 8660 0437992487 Emily at fake Centrelink 0400 745 789 probably a scammer trying to look for a house deposit (03) 9969 6482 0485 950832 got to be Telstra, some Asian, same one I think, calling himself joey now But mainly, the texts involve bogus courier companies, they must think, “oh, if only I could be a courier company” Also, these callers come in phases, sometimes I can go for a couple of weeks without having any of these nuisance messages/ calls, and then the next week I get two in one day, and a few more the following. Actually, I think it is related to the thieving, they seem to coincide with thefts? Plus, often just after I receive a hang up call, someone from gumtree contacts me with one of those automatized questions “Is this still available” – since no one buys any of my stuff on gumtree, I assume they mean they want to steal all the stuff I have on gumtree? The stupid woman across from me up the hill, yells out whenever I post on gumtree, implying no one is going to buy it because she is going to steal it. So, I really am not sure what is going on there, and why a neighbour would think she has control over every single person in the community who goes on gumtree, nevertheless, I do not sell my goods on gumtree, even if I list them for free, still no one contacts me. Lately I have received Nuisance texts from Centrelink numbers 0458 893 988 and 0419 473 600 and 0418 809 224 – maybe it is them pretending to be fake courier companies? Well, if so, it is up to me how I spend my money, not ANYONE ELSE, you wannabe husbands. 18. All Centerlink Jobs Providers - Employment Services forcing people to be slaves in 2021 (The one called Best Australia with Casandra Dunstan, in Gunnedah, has been the worst) Could somebody please go and bomwake them. It’s not up to you to tell somebody else what to do with their life. I would like to make a complaint against ‘jobs providers’ forcing welfare recipients to work for NO money, it’s called work for the dole, this is a form of slave labour, it’s disgusting, I can’t believe you even do it, still, in 2021. I have witnessed people’s paid jobs been replaced with so-called volunteers. And those volunteers have not been volunteers at all, they have been literally forced, like as if they’ve had a gun to their head, being told they will not receive any payments, they won’t be able to pay their rent or eat if they don’t work for so and so. It is truly revolting. The type of employer who take on so called ‘work for the dole’ people are greedy thieves who want people to work for them for no money- it is outrageous, and I can’t believe it’s allowed to go on in Australia. Australia truly is a backwards country. I also should mention, the certain types of employers who take on these slave labourers are connected people who have friends in jobs provider networks, and meanwhile, responsible ethical employers, have to pay proper wages - so why shouldn’t all employers. You may not be aware of this but in prisons, they used to have the same kind of thing - prisoners were made to work as ‘out sourcing’ for companies. It was a slow realisation that exactly the same thing would happen, people will take advantage of the prisoners who worked for nothing - the prison guards started taking kickbacks for prison workers, the police started taking kickbacks, to put in innocent people in jail – for work purposes. And because of this inevitable human greed, it is now against the law in Australia and America to use prisoners as outsource workers. So, Centrelink’s (or actually I should say Dep of education – apparently this is their cockanninnie idea) do exactly the same thing with these unemployed, infact, someone unemployed as less rights than a criminal in Australia. Anybody involved in work for the dole should be severely fined. I was advised the jobs providers has nothing to do with Centrelink, and work for the dole is arranged by the Department of education, - that’s what centerlink advised me multiple times. So it is the dep of education I wish to complain about. Given my recollections of the public primary school I attended; which consisted of mediocre, psychologically abusive teachers, with sub service curriculums - it’s no wonder they came up with such a tyrannical autocratic cockanninnie scheme. Btw at least 2 of the Jobs providers I have had to attend, wanted to take advantage of my sewing skills for their personal friends and family, and not pay me properly. They are a total female scam. It is not some complete strangers job, to tell somebody else what to do with their life. Everyone knows how much the government spends on welfare for unemployed, and it is very minimal compared to all other sectors - in fact every single other sector gets more money than unemployed people, unemployment in this country is low. So the reasons those Department of education women (little girls) have concocted slave labour is for themselves, it is not for money - it is out of sheer dictatorship - it’s foul. I can't believe I have to even put in a complaint. Wakey Wakey. Btw, 2 yrs later after this Jos Provider, a new one told me as I have my seed business, I do not have to jump through their hoops anymore. So this would have been the same rule with Bundaberg and Gunnedah Jobs providers, but they did not say anything, they wanted to continue to try to get me to jump through their nazi hoops. I hope all those people get cancer and die, then burn in hell. 19. Centrelink’s job providers playing teacher and Casandra Dunstan at Best Australia Centrelink’s Jobs Providers, antics Remember when you were kids and you used to play ‘teacher’ – someone, usually the eldest would sit their siblings down and say, right, I’m going to be the teacher now, and I’m going to teach you what to write down…. they would just mimic the teachers that they’ve seen at school!! And usually after a while one of the ‘students’ would say, hey this is not fair! I want to be the teacher! Then of course it all falls apart, and all go off and do something that’s actually fun. This is what those bloody jobs providers do, they play ‘teacher’ they are stupidly ridiculous. I can only assume it’s because of their negative teaching experience they had as a child, they intern have the subconscious feelings of, “now it’s my turn, my turn, my turn, I want to do it.” I’ve written about it before how hopeless (particularly public primary school) education is in Australia and this is just further proof of the negative results that occur due to the way kids are taught in primary school, in this kind of oppressive superiority way (I would go so far as to say ‘nazi’ way) This one, Carol Watson from Coact Jobs Gin Gin QLD is just as bad as the others – total liars “well Centrelink said we have to enforce” – liars. So far, they have all been guilty of playing ‘teacher’, this is the 2nd one I photographed, but now I get their full names and photos for the record (this makes a difference) – I definatly should have started doing that before, because some of them are total ‘fakers’ and btw, this is the third ‘Carol’ I have had, so maybe not a coincidence, it would not surprise me if they did not use real names, it has happened amongst women in my past, often they use their maiden name too, and not their current married name, in an attempt to avoid future repercussions of their bad behaviour. And I wanted to do a whole special other photo for the Jobs provider in Gunnedah Best Employment Services, but it was before I started wearing bodycam. I was contacted by Casandra Dunstan, (I have previously written about her, but it was deleted, so this is rewrite, after I think I had an encounter with her dysfunctional daughter. This particular person is the epitome of a stupid bulldog, bulldozing her way over people, the epitome of a Nazi bully bimbo bitch. If anyone deserves to be put down, it is this woman, she is a disgrace and would be an absolute horrendous mother, as I believe I have had an encounter with her daughter, I can’t say for certain if it was her but it looks like her – and what a bundle of incompetent, unequipped, and pointless waste of space she is. This person Casandra Dunstan was incahoots with that stupid little blonde girl that I have previously mentioned on numerous occasions, who steals from me. Once I went there – they force you, threatening to cut payments if you don’t (and they do stop payments). She had got literally, a retard girl in - a ‘mentally challenged’ girl from the Gunnedah community who did not have caring parents, and was herself a little bitch, and asked the retarded girl to follow me around and ‘ride me like a horse’ so to speak. Can you believe that? Am I surrounded by morons? Yes I am. Another time she put a camera on me when I was using their computers, as we can; she was doing it in a very strange way -it was at the time when I just discovered the effectiveness of cameras and I was starting to use them - like when I went to Bunnings. That blonde girl that steals from me was there then too – I must be hitting the nail on the head with cameras (I know I am – OMG thankyou thankyou). If only I had of worn one whilst attending Cassandras appointments. She most definitely needs to be named and shamed, and her picture needs to be posted up for stoning. This woman relished in fear mongering, she turned my payments off, on a regular basis for no reason, or made-up reasons, she didn’t allocate me any of the allotted money for unemployed, like for shoes and petrol - she gave it to her friends, I think she might have been friends with Debbie Croft. I was forced to do a significant amount of paperwork for absolutely no point, and she knew it, but she just relished in being a Nazi and wanting to ‘boss’ people about, even if there was no valid reason at all, like she couldn’t see the stupidity of it, and the stupidity of her behaviour - which was just so obvious to someone like me. I can plainly see her retarded mental thinking abilities. I know in the workplace I have heard stories of employees often having to put up with bosses who are completely stupid, but this woman really takes it to a whole new level and I don’t know how Centrelink could possibly employ someone like this - with such a little common sense. She also has 3 female bully friends who came and attacked me at Gordon Barry’s - talk about backwards hillbilly behaviour. I most certainly hope she will get cancer and die (this being, again the least of what I would like to happen to that particular stupid woman and her stupid minions) I would be surprised if this hasn’t happened already, the meek really do inherit the world. I complained to Centrelink and the Department of education – they did nothing. (after that, was when Cassandras 3 friends attacked me at the local farm shop) I was later advised by a little birdy, that she and that jobs provider was a ‘class’ issue, you can interpret that however you want. But clearly to me, this means she is scum. They also did signs to me before I went there – clearly saying ‘wrong one’. (I had no choice) why is Best Employment still in operation? Usually they close these scum ones down?? Centrelink’s job providers name and shame, most are missing, after I started photographing them, no more appoin Unfortunately, I did not get a photo of Casandra Dunstan because that’s the main one that needs to be shown here, along with Graham Kent and Courtney Lange. I did, however get a photo of these 2 jobs providers. The blonde looks like Heath Barwick‘s mother (not that I have ever seen Heath Barwick‘s mother (!), but she has the same mannerisms as Heath). I have mentioned that I have people from my past – bullies, that the dogs place in the jobs provider office, as “Fake jobs providers”, who just want to play Nazi. So, this could be the case with her - I’m not entirely sure. It’s happened before as I mentioned on this blog. They are CUNTS. The other woman, I definitely have not ever encountered her before, she is an Islander. There are no Islanders in New South Wales, they’re all in Queensland. {I have seen a few documentaries about this; around Australia there are quite a few islands, the Solomon Islands for instance, and their life on the island, is so good that women breed up like rabbits, and so then of course there’s no jobs for them, so they immigrate to Australia, or just obtain work permits and work here. There are a notable lot here, probably in comparison to my story where I describe if you’re from Gunnedah and your move down to Sydney you get ‘culture shock’ because of all the Asians. Well, in Queensland, it’s not the Asians, it’s the Islanders! Lol. Anyway, I did not take her photo because she’s an Islander. I took it because she is a Cunt who refused to do a phone appointment, and insisted I do a face-to-face appointment (oh the rules), and as a result I hurt my foot some more, and got sick due to a virus that was handed out deliberately by her cohort friends. (I do not discriminate). Since I have started putting up photos of those women that my play Nazi, I haven’t had any more appointments with any jobs providers. But this might have something to do with the last one who advised me that because I have my seed business, I no longer have to attend their appointments, and have “marked” it so with Centrelink. So, it would’ve been nice if all the other jobs providers for the last 10 years, had of also advised me of this, instead of just wanting to play Nazi with me. They are CUNTS. And they have caused considerable stress and annoyance. I WANT COMPENSATION (in the form of my own home). 20. Mothers paying for their sons mistakes in the form of Cancer. It is worth being a good mother. Read up about it, don’t just bumble along. This was one of my fake Jobs providers at Gin Gin , she says her name was Alice King from Gin Gin Employment Services, www.impact.org.au I am prompted to rewrite an update on this Photostory, because for a moment there, I couldn’t remember this woman’s name. I recall it was probably a fake name, but, so, I went to find our email communication transactions, and I discovered my whole job providers folder from Outlook, was gone. Vanished! (also, my Gumtree folder was deleted too). ALARM BELLS. Anyway, I did manage to find most of our email communications on the server, as well as emails from Graham Kent and Courtney Lang, from Joblink Plus in Gunnedah. The reason I think she gave me a fake name, was because every time I went there, she reminded me of Heath Barwick, like she had the same mannerisms as him, and I thought either Heath Barwick has been in to see her before me, and she’s picked up on his queues, {which often happens a lot I find}, or she knows him, most likely a mother? I’ve mentioned I get fake Job‘s providers before on my Blog, so she is probably just another. I’m not saying she couldn’t find me a job, if I specifically told her where I wanted to work, (it could happen!)! But I believe the whole Centrelink system is “wrought”, by women; friends giving money to friends. Plus, I think she was possibly in cahoots with my landlord, Cate Rogers (who I believe is my sister‘s friend Weinberg from NEGS - she’s a total dog) I think there’s quite a few older NEGS girls involved in this “wroughting”. Plus, they follow me around, wherever I go, it’s completely weird. {unless there are a whole series of copycat look a likes}. They steal from me and are afraid of me (and are cowards). But they specifically got that woman, because Heath Barwick as caused so many problems for me, HUGE PROBLEMS (little idiot bully). And she would be to blame, ultimately. All his arshole behaviour is a direct result of her bimbo mother skills. (I was advised she was a hippie from the 80’s on drugs – whether this is true, who knows. People are always accusing me of being on drugs, and NOT TRUE.) The Jobs Provider before at Gunnedah, Joblink plus, were so bad, I believe they made a movie based on it, although with great exaggeration for the point of emphasis, and a changed subject of maltreatment/abuse. Graham Kent and Courteny Lang. (hopefully). I have made numerous complaints to Centrelink re disgusting Jobs Providers; threatening emails, absurd double/triple booked appointments, payment cuts for no reason, general power tripping, slave labour concerns, abuse of power, (I am not sure if I have complained about the whole fake providers thing yet! But not being 100% sure, about that, I am hesitant). But, many complaints – Centrelink do nothing about complaints. Well certainly before COVID19, they did nothing. It is really important documenting everything, so you have a record for complaints. You need to complain about any grievances, otherwise those people will do it again, only more severe. 2 1 . Centrelink Nazis (This contains strong emotional language; if you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen) This is a repeat of the Centrelink Nazi story on my Blog, P2 , but Centrelink have caused so much unforgivable anger from their disrespect, that I am putting it in again. 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). One time I received a letter from Centrelink which was so revolting in his bullish, condescending 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 are absolute cunts and honestly, they need to be held accountable, because they have gotten away with basically murder. Also, that 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 (1995) 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 anyone who has a car?? (they did not want the police to see them tampering with my car). I mean, those people at that Centrelink, could be possibly the reason that today, years later, some little stupid bitch, puts water in my fuel tank when I park at IGA. Unbelievable stupidity on behalf of the little people who work for Centrelink. Non thinking government workers. 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. But this was one of those situations, I believe that was addressed after a complaint to local MP, as they moved office again, and got new staff. But I assume that the evilness was not addressed (no incarceration with the key thrown away) which is why I still have problems from them? Seriously, you have to take action with these people, you can't just turn a blind eye. 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. 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 - 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. (Those women at Centrelink ought to be extinguished, seriously, total nazis). 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 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 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 (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. 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? - 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. 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). 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 – 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 centerlink 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 Oz 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 any anywhere near cover the amount 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 thast 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. 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 the only thing my father paid for, was when I was studying for 2yrs, was my rent and a $20 per week allowance for food and Course supplies, (plus a new bed, a Futon, which I still have, and love.) Like I mentioned, I wasn’t able to get the badly needed Austudy. (I starved those 2 yrs). 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, 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. 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, they are the worst! 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. I’ve done a lot of complaining about certain situations to Centrelink, occasionally I feel my complaints are addressed, but not if I complain to centerlink – they just ignore me. But my complaints to my local mp, gets addressed: they did change 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 from them. {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. I thought how ironic, the government trying to screw me out of the $800, and ended up with it anyway! But, it was 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; just did not put it in my account, and that’s why Bonus’s now, are given in the form of electricity rebates. Hoorays for labour. 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. 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. 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 more clearer in my mind, that any more than 2 is absurd. 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! 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. J 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!!} J 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. And so, there’s people who work at Centrelink, who don’t want people working 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. 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. 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 definitely 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. So now, 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. (Musicians – fuck them). 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 I just don’t have a complainers DNA, and I guess it goes along the same lines as a fighter - a fighter would be complaining a lot about the lack of money I have to survive on. So, I’ll just put it quietly here now. I’m complaining. {This lack of complainers DNA, has totally changed since I was forced to relocate 8 times in 7 years, and have lost of my 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?? Maybe a change of address would have helped, but I know the thieves who steal from me travel, it is easy for them, they are rich, they continue to steal from me up her in QLD, just as easy as on the remote farm at Rangari. Perhaps more money for security would help, more Wi-Fi cameras, security guards….talk about a bother. But, no, not the main fury, I think perhaps, the main fury is the thefts, harassment, and general disrespect, and being made to feel like a victim. 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, in my case at least, on one occasion, they put in people from my past, not real acquaintances, but bullies from my past in one way or another. (Fakers, not helpful people who will be able to find jobs for others. Unkind people). Also, 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/designs and plod along with the work I do, it just does not pay enough – 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 firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the doll’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), so, infact 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 form stated if I got sick, I would not sue Centrelink) – total nazis (burn in hell), 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 who try to sabotage me, she is guilty, just like that other short blonde, there’s quite a few of them that that work in cahoots to arrange this, so I would get sick and my life would be cut short, it was a calculated plan to save pensions. Most people are not aware that such goings on occur – most people are completely naïve. Those girls are truly evil. I have to kind of spend a few paragraphs explaining this whole sickness thing, 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 a 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. Nor have I mentioned the “ungratefulness” of thieving government workers of intellectual property rights. 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 DEMOCRATIC COUNTRY) Some governments create armies to defend its country, the Australian government create dog armies to fight against its own people – cockaninnies. 22. These posts work Originally I had a photo showing a screen shot of a text message I received from Centerlink, stating I had 2 days to address a problem, or they would cut my payments. CUT CUT CUT See, now, they give me 2 days, whereas before they would just cut it, without finding out the issue – which IS ALWAYS THEIR ISSUE anyway. Except in Casandra Dunstan case, she would just cut my money for no reason, other than the fact she is a stupid tryannical dog bitch WHO JUST WANTED TO CREATE STRESS FOR ME. Ofcourse, this text could be a nazi text from Telstra. There’s no knowing as to whom actually sent it. Get off my back you STUPID LITTLE dogs. 23. Dysfunctional Doctors and Centrelink staff This next paragraph was deleted off my blog so I have separated this paragraph and done a whole new photo story for it. I just found out, as I’ve had chronic pain for 6 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 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. Which did not help anyway. Plus, I obtained a letter from Cody Amos who I knew could see the planta fasciitis, as proof for Centrelink, but in the letter, he mentions I had first presented to him with a back problem. And I most definatly had not, I only went to him as part of my care plan for planta fasciitis, I never once mentioned to him my back, he never once treated it.so this indicates to me, he’s a big fat liar. They charged me too, when they should not have. Thieves. Dogs there, blonde dogs. So, it was Dr Abass who gave me a care plan for the plantar fasciitis (even though he never even once had looked at my foot), but he insisted I get an ultrasound and an Xray – EVEN THOUGH YOU CAN’T ACTUALLY SEE A COLLAPSED ARCH on either! STUPID. 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”, from walking with a limp due to planta fasciitis on my left foot – he could see the fasciitis easy. But for some reason Paul Wang won’t put that in writing for me either, 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” (as Centrelink requested at a cost of $150) and saw a different podiatrist, a young woman Taylor Tatarelli, who couldn’t see the planta fasciitis at all, and said the reason I was experiencing pain was because I was walking funny! And she wanted me to pay $600 for an orthopaedic! STUPID! 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, and I got $50 back from Medicare, 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 Collapsed 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 Enzo from the Moore Park Beach clinic - he could see that my left leg was in dire straits, from walking that day when I was forced to go to the podiatrist again, but instead of letting Centrelink know that I plainly cannot walk on my foot, or my leg swells up and is EXTREMELY painful, he did nothing – he is a young idiot. The woman at the pathology lab says he works incahoots with Dr Abass – so both of them are fucking sadists arsholes. (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 cannot work and have not enough money to live on. 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 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. (Yet Centrelink you are relying on their confirmation? Stupid) I did go to another Dr in my new location, I could not get in to see the local Dr, as there were bimbo receptionists there. The first app with Dr Armstrong went well, but then I could see the dogs had gotten to her, and she totally fucked up, I write about that on my first Life Stories Dr experiences. But I deduce it is the mould setting off my lymph nodes – possible a bacteria I picked up in my inflatable spa last year as I had my arms over the top, where the lid was, so that yucky environment, where there was no actual water that had the acid added to treat it. Maybe I will mention it to a new Dr if I decide to go again, but really – they are so bloody hopeless. So back to after I just visited Dr Enzo with my swollen knee (by now I feel everyone is trying to rip me off or steal from me or do ‘badly’ by me in one form or another): As 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 in January, 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. So, if you read my Telstra Antics re lymph problems, there is a whole other problem going on here to. It turns out I have had a lymph problem since my early 30’s. So, back to Disability payment. I know 2 women my age, who are on it, and have no disability at all, 1 has a 14yr old son, and who incidentally, has never worked a day in her life, unlike me, which is why I have these problems in the first place - from being overworked. And the other also works at a service station part time – she is rich! So, it is not what is wrong with you, but who you know, determines whether or not you get the money. The only people who think they know me are people who are jealous of me, as you can see if you read my blog. Side bar, my car has a big dent in the back from reversing into an Ironbark – birdies suggest I never get it fixed, so people can see I have no money to fix it, and not assume I am rich and thus steal from me. I think it’s working. And, also, I burnt my throat badly with hydrochloric acid a while back, since then, I have a compromised immune, and get sick at the drop of a hat, like if I sit in a room with an aircon, or come into contact with anyone who is sick, I will get sick. I also have arthritis in both knees but fluid on the right. And I have constant aching joints. No doctor will acknowledge these things, except Dr Armstrong in the first visit. I find it really strange when I’m dealing with Centrelink, and have to fill out their forms, they asked me 50 million questions about money, and the money I have, the assets I have, and anything that I’ve sold below to depreciation value. Do they expect me to list all the second-hand items I’ve sold on gumtree? I mean do you think I would be talking to Centrelink if I had any money? Are they completely stupid? I can tell you, they are, plus completely greedy, wanting welfare recipients to pay them - fucked. Also, the first time I put in a claim, the website wasn’t working properly, so I had to phone them (done deliberate I suspect). I spoke to this man who had quite a distinctive voice, it was kind of like he was obviously gay, and in the meantime I’m pretty sure I thought there was a man who served me at Mitre 10 who spoke exactly in the same manner, I suspect it was him. He wanted me to go back to the shop repeatedly, because he kept on giving me the wrong product, so I would have to go back to the shop 3 times, and he knows that I have a sore foot - he is a sadistic arshole. And Centrelink are disgusting for allowing their call centre staff to stalk people, let alone ones who aren’t even receiving disability payments. I wear a body camera at all times but this particular guy had a mask on, and he was kind of off screen, so I didn’t get a good shot of him, I suspect this was deliberate, he doesn’t want to be caught and put up on social media, which by the way, if I catch anyone else doing it, that’s exactly what I’ll be doing - disgusting behaviour. That guy btw is really stupid. I put in a complaint about this to Centrelink at 1042am sat 23rd July, but apparently it was “too late”, I am not sure why it would be too late, the complaint is just as valid now as it was before when it was not too late – whenever that was? So, I am putting my complaint on this photo story. Centrelink never actually address any complaints anyway. Only politicians can make positive changes. 24. Stupid little blonde bimbo brainwashing people so I would have to move Brainwashing people like Steve Carter and heaps of others. I touched on this subject in “The Big Jelly Baby Scam” story, but I didn’t list specific things. And as I still remember all of the little bimbo antics to get me out of my home at Rangari, I figure I should write them down. So, this week, this is what I have recalled, and I shall be updating this no doubt, because it was a plot done over a few years. A list of ways and means she did it; Telling everyone that plants I planted, all died and I was a hopeless gardener. Implying I was still asleep at 830am as I was a drunk – when infact she had played recorded noises all night keeping me awake, so I would be sleepy at 830 the following morning when she knew company as expected. Telling everyone I was really old, as in retirement age, thus should move to QLD to retire. Someone suggested that the little bimbo was actually Heath Barwick, as he didn’t want me living next door to him anymore, because he can hear me. They also said it was Steve Carter, as he said he could aerial spray my fruit trees for fruit fly - and he wanted to steal all my fruit in my orchid for the next potential farm hand, an enticement so to speak. This no doubt has an element of truth about it, but I know for a fact that there is a little female blonde bimbo trying to sabotage me. It was also suggested that it was David and Brenda, as when they sold the farm, they wanted me to leave, because they had a secret desire to kick me out, where as before, when they were my landlords, they didn’t want to kick me out because they wanted the rent money, and they wanted me as a tenant because they knew I was a good tenant, and most tenants are crap. And they were secretly jealous of my garden - I know they were jealous, because David specifically told me he was jealous. He wanted a big fruit and veggie patch and good native area too! So this was Brenda’s passive aggressive plan, to insinuate to the new buyer, Steve Carter, why I should be kicked out. There maybe an element of truth to this as well, but again, I know about the blonde bimbo who tries to sabotage me. Someone else told me it was an arrogant powertrip plan by some Dr, as they could see how badly the cold affected my health, that with my foot injury, although moving made my foot a whole heap worse. Why don’t you just kill me. Here is a good as spot as any to mention again (another didi missing), I know that many people die before retirement age in their 50s or 60s, so they miss out on retirement. It is not ever talked about, and that persons whole work life has been in vain. 25. Design and Print and Sell your Design companies – REVIEW After working in the fashion industry in Sydney Australia, for 10 years and being an innovative sewer, I found the limited fabric choice a little frustrating. Occasionally I found a nice fabric at Lincraft, the quality there at least, is better than spotlight - spotlight is cheap and they have cheap quality fabrics. Even the fabric shops in the fashion sector down at Surrey Hills, have limited fabrics available, and they really only like you if you’re a big customer ordering whole rolls, but still, in my opinion, those designs are limited, and the industry is very controlled. I noticed they specifically don’t make good quality fabrics for consumers DELIBERALTY, like their reserve the “good” for the designers, in fact, I would take it one step further and say they specifically make crap fabrics in order to do ‘class’. Which is kind of disgusting since they could afford to make cheap fabrics better quality they just don’t because they like playing ‘class’. You can tell the fashion industry consists of women, bimbo women who like to play class. Or there is the train of thought “oh those crap fabrics, just send them to Australia, that market has no taste anyway…..” So about 10 years ago when I discovered a company was allowing you to upload your own design, and not only will they print it for you, but they will sell it for you online, I was thrilled to bits! Thrilled. This is a huge leap forward in the design and fashion industry, in my opinion. Because now, the choice of fabrics available is extensive, and there are some absolute beauties out there, from people who don’t design full time, but they might have one or two creative good ideas up their sleeve, and they can sell them! it’s brilliant!! BRILIANT. I am based in Australia, there are quite a few overseas online companies that offer this service. Some are somewhat reasonably priced (they all could work on their price). But the majority of them are far too expensive to use, and you would have to be a lunatic to pay upwards of $75/m for a cheap lightweight cotton. Seriously, this is what I saw one company asking me to pay. AS IF! When I was working at Image Clothing, it was my job to do the spec sheets, and as I recall, the typical price a fashion company in Sydney will pay for its fabrics is $11, (1997), sometimes they will splurge up to $17/m, on specialty fabric for specific boutique dep instore retailer, like a David Jones exclusive line). Unfortunatly there is poor quality and dishonesty in the printing industry. So, I am going to do a review for the 5 companies I found who were the cheapest, I have ordered from all; Ubeit.com, wovenmonkey.com, myfabricdesigns.com, Customprint.com and Spoonflower.com. Ubeit.com A relatively new company, and I have used them 3 times now. Pricewise they’re the best, but, in my first order there seemed to be some errors with their prints, like the edges are blurred or missing. They did reprint one flawed one, and sent it to me. However, on my last order, the fabric width was 29“ x 70“, which is very odd, - a kind of long rectangular shape of a yard, plus, my first order they provided metres, and this one, they provided yards, so basically, I felt there was 20cm missing of each order, I felt like they did this deliberately to save themselves money, they’re a little unprofessional and trying to cut costs. Also, I ordered the same print in two different orders, and the colour was completely different in each order - and not just a slightly different shade, one was dark and horrid and one was light and beautiful as I had intended it – I feel this was done deliberate, my order being sabotaged by the printers first time, and they felt that should get it right the 2nd time round? There was another print error with a dark patch stripe across the design, and when I asked them about this, they never got back to me - this for me means I won’t be ordering from them again, however before I received the order, they mentioned they would give me a 2m credit on my next order, maybe it was for that? Who knows – their communication is “little girl”? I mean maybe offering a 2m credit is how they try to entice you to order from them again instead of refunding or re-printing? This is really unacceptable, they come across as a dodgy Chinese company when they do things like this. There seems to be one man in charge of orders, Jerry, however he gets a girl in (Amy) when dealing with English speaking women, and she possibly doesn’t work their full time, so communicating has really come to a standstill. So, there are 2 good things about this company, and 2 bad, the good being, cheapest yet, and all my designs have a different psi, and the only way that they would know which is what, is if I sent a screenshot of what each yard or meter is meant to look like, with the amount of repeats in it - which I did, and low and behold, they got all of them (10 designs) completely right - which was quite savvy of them in my opinion. But their print quality / colour matching needs work, as does their “pride” factor, inorder not to muck up peoples designs. All in all, thumbs down, but still the best on offer! wovenmonkey.com Another strangely named fabric printer. UK based; all fabrics printed in the UK. I asked them beforehand, if they made any mistakes, will they agree to replace or refund, and they did agree, (see later) they speak English, and response time is 1-2 days. First order thrilled, colours a good match with my design. However, on my second order there was an obvious sizing mistake and they denied any responsibility. I am not 100% sure that it is their fault because I have computer hackers who regularly hack my PC and mess things up for me (they are sad people) So, that maybe what happened here, as I set a DPI200 yet they sent me a design with a DPI150. I take screenshots of each order, and it clearly shows DPI200, so I know, it was changed by either them or a sad girl hacker. And now I am stuck with an incorrect design. So NOT impressed. Also, 6m of Cotton Canvas had a big running flaw across the whole width – they did not offer to refund or replace- I always give people a chance to try and save themselves I find 10 out of 10 never actually do. They always think they’ll be able to get away with it because no one important is looking. Also, a 1m length is actually only 98cm worth of design, so on a 10m length of fabric instead of getting 10m of design you get 9.8m, then you have to factor in 10% shrinkage on top of that. It’s up to you to know about the shrinkage, but they definitely shouldn’t be cutting the design short by 2cm per metre in my opinion – they had no comment about this. Their range of fabrics is limited, plus half the fabrics are out of stock. My latest design I received from them on cotton canvas was exquisite . I feel with this company you have to contact them after you place the order, to politely remind them you are a real human, and they should to do a good job, perhaps double check DPI and qty. (I find this little annoying, but is a part of dealing with people who perhaps are not trained to be overly conscientious, Edward Morton.) All in all, thumbs down. Custom print.com: This is a Chinese based company. They do NOT offer to resell your designs on their website, they are printers only. But still good if you create your own website to sell your designs. Their English is not very good, communicating with them is hard and too slow, it is like they have a bad third-party translator. But this company offers good prices, with fabrics being a third of the price than 3 of the others – A THIRD. Starting from $7US/meter and all fabrics at 150cm wide!! (brilliant) Their fabric choice is pretty good, as well. I tend not to ever purchase synthetics, but their cotton range is pretty good and they also have others like rayon, silk and bamboo - excellent. Their Stretch Cotton and Cotton Muslin are particularly good. Although on my last order, I was dubious about one of the stretch cottons, and the fibre content, it felt a bit ‘poly’ to me, maybe there was a reduced percentage of cotton? They are very light fast in cold water. However they tend to do mistakes, and they’re bad mistakes, like repeats not matching, blurred edges, inks too dark, or incorrect quantity - and they refuse to replace or refund with their excuse being “we don’t want to lose any money” the fact that they actually made the mistakes in the first place is not something that they factor in, - they do not have a concept of ‘Fair Trading’ like we do in Australia or America, which is why I do not use this company anymore – plus I returned the faulty fabrics back to them, but I later received the package back with NO SUCH ADDRESS, so maybe their company is a fake for another? Who knows. But their quality is not good enough at present, maybe in 5yrs, in 2026 they will have improved? Maybe they will develop some Gov Fair Trade departments with clear consumer rules? Also, I should mention their postage is ridiculously expensive, they only use Courier, TNT. But they charge an average $50-$100 for an order less than 10m. It also takes between 4 to 6 weeks. Also, their printing tends to be a shade or 2 darker than my design -very frustrating. All in all, thumbs down for now. myfabricdesigns.com This company has the best print quality in my opinion, as in, the dyes don’t fade too dramatically. Also, their fabric quality is excellent, it states on their website they “print AND make all fabrics in America, with second to none quality” so I would believe this. However, I did have issues with the print placement being crooked and part of the print missing off the edge of the fabric on my first order with them - they did refund for that. The prices are the most expensive out of the 4, I try to avoid using this company as my last costing there, including postage, it turned out to be $70/y, which is TOO extreme, and only 42” wide. Plus, I feel their customer base is American, they don’t really cater to Australians. Their website is way too slow, some sort of problem there, and postage is expensive too. If I had a ‘hoity toity’ customer who purchased one of my designs on my website, I would consider using them. Spoonflower; This strangely named company has cleverly (or greedily depending on how you look at it) automatically made a profit for themselves by not allowing anyone to sell their fabrics on their website unless they pay $5 per design (you receive a 20cm swatch for this too). But they don’t actually hold up their end of the agreement and can delete your account without refunding any $5’s. ($365 worth of $5) They are dishonest company, I will not purchase from them ever again. But I did purchase quite a few fabrics from this company before, and had a lot of orders for my fabrics from the public; quality varies, some have been quite good, some have been ridiculously bad. The plain cheapest cotton, prints Ok, its length/width are all correct there was never any printing flaws other than sometimes, there would be colour variations, like my design would have pink petals, yet the print would come back as purple petals, occasionally there were ink blotches. This did not happen all the time, just sometimes! The light fastness was not really good, but it was OK. Their printing also tended to be a shade lighter than my design. The flannel (minky) is ghastly unless your design is pale, otherwise the white background shows through. Their sticky wallpaper isn’t light resistant so it fades badly, however a paler print on a poster has much better lightfastness. Fabrics are all by the yard, not by the meter, and usually only 42” wide (106cm) which is not really good compared to the companies who offer a meter and 150cm/60” widths. Fabrics did start from $17/y AU, but I believe they are more like $36/y + AU now, with the advent of COVID19. Their postage is very reasonable, however, Australia post tended to open my parcels and take a peek before they delivered them, plus one went missing. The customer service people speak/email, in English (based in America) which is a plus, at first, they were satisfactory, but NOT in the end (Kelly M). I will no longer purchase from them, and my designs are NOT available there anymore, they have no morals despite what their website policy states (.com scam). Plus, they still use my name in google search results to sell their fabrics. (I don’t think they realized how I contributed to their growth, and why they were receiving so many sales from Australia. After they deleted my account – their sales must have taken a dive from Australia - they clueless stupid bitches. So, only part happy with these printers after all. I am waiting until some better Australian company starts up (there is at least one I saw in Sydney, but way too expensive to even mention) https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections 26. Vital life stuff that needs to be added to the Curriculum Teachers you need to tell this to your class of kids: {I have to rewrite this bit because this was another piece of writing that was stolen! I’m not sure why this would be stolen, I mean maybe they don’t agree with it, or maybe they want it to be a secret and don’t want kids to know how smart they are, or maybe they don’t want adults to know that everything that they have experienced as a child - they can actually remember everything, it’s just a matter of tapping into that part of their minds storage??} So, this is what I said: kids are not really taught that the way their minds work, is extraordinary and genius, in fact each and every one of them are very smart - and everything a young person sees, hears, and smells, is recorded by their minds eye, which gets processed and boxed away in a compartment in their mind, for later. EVERYTHING Also, (and this bit was not stolen); I would say teachers need to tell grade 6, 7 and grade 8 girls –(they’re the worst in my experience because they’re at their most naïveté.) So, say this; I know a lady who has her own website, and on it she talks about all the bullies from when she was at school. She is now a grown lady, and on her website, she puts photos up of bullies, she names the bullies, with their full name, and she describes the incident exactly as it happened. So that’s why you need to be careful who you pick on, because you might be thinking that they’re an easy target when they’re young and vulnerable, but all little girls and little boys grow up and some of them turn into Mighty Forces to be reckoned with. You should think twice before picking on that little scrawny kid, because before too long, they will have put on 50kg and will be wanting revenge. As an old and wise mature adult, I recommend you not pick on anyone at all, and you try and resolve the problem in a civil fashion, if you need help from an adult on how to handle a problem or a bully, don’t be afraid to ask (it is only a rumour that you’ll get picked on even more if you ask an adult for help). J And, teachers; teach the value of a dollar in the classroom, some parents fail to do this. And the whole point of school, is preparing them for the future. It is not time-wasting babysitting. Plus, teach what it means to be an adult, and how people go to work every day or part time, or shift work, and often spent hours, slaving away for someone else. Adults are often miserable and unhappy, and have not much money. Put some reality into these kids, then they’ll have more respect for other people’s money, and won’t steal things off people. Basic fundamental things. There are heaps of other things that also needed to be included like Communication Class in every year. Wage/salary/super information – a whole class on this in year 10, each week, with career information too, aswell as money ‘smarts’ / homeloans / savings etc If I were teaching I would also add ‘The world is for the rich, there’s no point in having kids unless you’ve got LOTS of money.’ But that statement is a little controversial. 27. St Leonards Nature Care College FOULPLAY Drop Face AND HIVES from Homeopath Dropface /Palsy, major heart palpitations, hives and a planter wart from deliberate wrong homeopathic remedy given by quack physician and his bimbo sidekick at st Leonards nature care college. Seeking treatment for a little wart on my hand, I consulted with this clinic. After taking the advised Homoeopathic medicine by the student physician and supervisor. No change. I contacted the clinic and told them I didn’t work at all, 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 severe Hives, Drop Face / Palsy, major Heart palpitations (basically a mini stroke, the ambulance was called) and later a giant Planter Wart on my left foot – that caused plantar fasciitis - which I have had ever since, 10yrs later. BTW, there were 4 major heart palpitations at the time, and they were so loud, that at first I thought someone was on my roof walking around making that loud banging sound- until I realized, no, it was my heart – most bizarre. A specialist (an air specialist), later told me this is most likely a result of my heart gaining proper momentum: like it's sorted out the problem, and made loud noises in order to fix itself - which is possible from the medication, I feel. {I had a few months before then, been wheel barrowing some dirt from one side of the garden to the other, and it was overloaded, and way too heavy for me, and it's strained my heart. So, this ‘loud palpitation fixing’ could be a direct result from that incident? But I still have the Dropface on my right side today, and did experience heart palpitations after a “hearty” meal, since I changed my diet to reduce animal fat, these have stopped. I did feel at the time, that clinic was a total hiving scam and should be shut down, actually sued. I felt everyone is so busy trying to ‘empower’ women, that no one told that girl who treated me that she is not smart enough to be a doctor. She only remembered the last thing I told her, which was a minor thing, a last-minute thing I remembered, it wasn’t the main issue which I had previously explained to her in great detail. The girl only remembered the last thing I said to her -she had forgotten everything else. Not smart enough by a LONG shot. I would be smarter than here, and I don’t consider myself anywhere near smart enough to be a Dr! lol. Also, she obviously doesn’t record sessions, and think about it. THEY SHOULD. But as a supervisa was in charge, Ken, - he is to blame, for the initial incorrect medication, and ofcourse for the secondary deliberate poisoning. By the way, I talked to a lawyer about this, to see if I could sue in some sort of legal way because I believe that’s the only way that they will pull their socks up and not do it again (They will do it again, IT IS TOO FUNNY FOR THEM) But the lawyer said it is not serious enough, as in, as I was not left a paraplegic or something. And as I am not in full time employment anyway and not a supermodel, they wouldn’t bother with my case. So, this is how these dodgy people get away with doing things like this, because of hopeless, greedy, and lazy coward lawyers in this country. I believe in America any act of medical negligence small or large, they can be sued, and America is still a fairly oppressed country, but Australia is way worse. (The little wart on my hand turned out to be a result of rubbing left over lip balm on my wrist). Some may say, the way homoeopathic medicine works, that I must’ve had a heart condition in the first place, and the theory is, you keep taking the medication until it doesn’t have any effect on you anymore, however having a mini stroke; I don’t think this warrants taking any more, and besides this may be true, but it doesn’t explain the hives. I certainly don’t have any history of hives or giant planta warts. I am 100% sure that medication was given to me deliberately to cause hives, as they thought it would be funny – stupid little bimbos. I suspect the drop face was a calculated effect, as having a face deformity like that is certainly perceived as a low-class thing, with possibly drug use indications. {If you have read my blog, you know, I literally have dogs on my back, about “class”. } And the mini stroke was just a side-effect. And you know what, if I had of had a full heart attack and died, do you think that clinic would, in any way, be held accountable? – NO, I tell you now, they would not even be made aware of what they had done. So that clinic is the bad clinic. There are 2 teaching clinics in Sydney, the other one was at Redfern (the good one), but it is no longer there, don’t ask me what happened to them, if they moved or closed? But I have found this scenario with 1 good and 1 bad, a lot in life, it’s like the powers that be, let 2 exists, knowing full well one is good and the other is shonky, so that people who they deem “good” can go to the good one, and people they don’t like and deem “bad” can go to the bad one. Bad clinics catering to bad people. Good clinics catering to good people – with ofcourse, ‘class’ and money being a contributing factor as to who is good and who is bad. 10 years later, I still have slight drop face on my left side of my face, and still am unable to walk properly due to plantar fasciitis. 10 yrs of not being able to walk and do exercise. The only reason I haven't put a hex on this girl, is possibly because if I didn't have plantar fasciitis, I might well be in a wheelchair by now; because of my back, and my degenerative disc order in the lower L's. All of that gardening and planting fruit trees at different locations, then moving, having to plant more, or uproot ones, then replant them…. I think this is the biggest reason why I have degenerative disc disease: having to move all my stuff, by myself, with a lot of horticultural type stuff, heaps. {which btw, after move no 8, I ended throwing most of it out, only to discover I still need pretty much ALL OF IT, possibly excluding the chainsaw, as I still have to lodge a tax return every year for centerlink. We are not designed to live like that. So my body has just gone: ‘no, that's it, I'm done, I'm not doing anything else!” Poor Centrelink, they really hate how I have back problems, not that they will give me a pension for it, only a Pension health care card. So, anyway, 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 too? You know, it wouldn't surprise me if it was just a coincidence of a side affect of good luck. So their active nastiness, turned out to be a godsend - sometimes life can work like that! 28. Chinese Elastic dictating Fashion Trends in the 90's Last year I finally threw out my hot pink leggings that I had made myself when I was 20 whilst working at Bonds. I was told I could use their machines to make whatever I wanted and there was a pile of waste fabric I could choose from. Nellie the boss gave me some elastic. I made these leggings for myself on their 5-thread industrial stretch Overlocker, so easy. And I have had them all this time, I’m 47, so that’s 26 years! they’ve lasted 26yrs, and the thing that lasted the most, was the elastic! - it still had, as much stretch last year, as it had back in 1994! This is why I’m writing about it, because I know others have experienced this bad “elastic” phenomenon; on every single other item I have purchased since 1990, I’d be lucky if the elastic lasted 12 months, and this is the reason why those awful baggy pants that fall down the hips, came into trend in America, from people who were wearing pants that the elastic was failing, so their pants kept falling down! So common, that it became a bloody trend! Hipsters too!! Dodgy Chinese ripping the whole world off on elastic! Unfortunately, I can’t remember where Bonds got their elastic from, whether it was a local supplier like Greenfields, (bloody Greenfields), or did they make their own elastic? I know they made their own fleece, terry towelling, all fabrics actually (they did, they closed down shortly later, sold out to China) But back then, fabrics were way too expensive to purchase elsewhere (from the American supplier), so they milled them. Could’ve been the same with elastic I’m not sure, I’ve been trying to find good elastic ever since, it’s impossible to know if it’s good or not from looking, as far as I know there are no tells. But the only elastic that has held up for a lengthy period has been the cord elastic that I purchased at Spotlight, it’s also readily available on eBay, or was, I’ve been banned from eBay. So, I’ve had to adapt my leggings to suit cord elastic instead of an elasticated waistband! Works well with toggles. The cord elastic also works as straps on yoga tops / sport bras, although the sewing machine does not care for it too much. Later I again purchased some flat elastic, as I needed it, but again it was dodgy elastic that lasted less than 12mnths, so they are still selling bad elastic. (rosiesonki2095) Now, we all know how dodgy the Chinese manufacturers are, especially if you purchase items on ebay. BUT it has come to my attention that there are certain areas in my life where I have no power at all, and there are areas I have an extreme amount of power; I’ve noticed, in the shopping marketing world, there are certain people who watch every move I make, listen to every word I say and read everything I write, - in the hopes of obtaining and finding out what I want to spend my money on. I suspect it’s the Chinese doing this, because of all their manufacturing factories are in China, but also because their attitude is quite different from the Australian attitude. Their attitude is “what do you want? we can get it for you”. Whereas, the typical Australian attitude is “you get what you’re given” and “NO, we can’t do that”. The Chinese, aswell as the Americans actually share that attitude, “if we don’t have it, we will try to get it for you” – it is very admirable. Plus, if I can think of some new idea, it somehow then, gets done and you’ll see it appear on the market, sometimes with in a relatively short period. Australia is completely lagging behind in its attitude, and it all comes back to being raised by hopeless nazi teachers (and parents) who repeatedly say “NO you’re not allowed to do that”, and squash kids ideas for fear they will either embarrass them, outshine them or lose control. Soo primitive Australia – wakey wakey. I am doing something about that with my blog. Here is a good spot as ever; lately, I have found myself whingeing about the fact that I can’t get any clothes in larger sizes (22), and not just the big chain stores like Kmart, Target, and Big W, but all online retailers. I put this down to the fact that, young women, who are typically size 8, 10, 12, or 14, are the only ones stupid enough to repeatedly buy new fashion trends every year, so those companies buy for them. An older woman, is way more savvy and practical, and knows what a waste of money that is, not to mention submitting yourself as a sales rep victim; fashion victim. Here is a good spot to remention; I often feel like I am being targeted by retailers, specifically the same ones, who have made me their ‘personal mission’ to get all my shopping needs for me – control freak girls. It’s like they have taken it upon themselves to know exactly what I want, or need, and go about getting it. Often, I find, one of their aims, possible one of the girls, is to find ‘seconds’, plus things that no one else will want, poorer quality items, and either give that to me via online shopping or place it in my path - and sometimes not even for reduced cost ‘seconds’ price either (several times I noted, if I purchased something instore, on spur of the moment thing, and get ‘good’ product, the next week or so, the item is swapped over for a faulty one, they literally ‘break and enter’ into my unit and swap – this is how unhealthy dog territorial obsessed with me those stupid retail women thieves are (were once girls, but still 30yrs later even when they mature into a woman, and ought to know better – they still do it – little irresponsible girls still). At one point I sent the board of Wesfarmers (owner of many, in particular Kmart), an email and told them about their retail dogs. Maybe they did something about it? Actually, as a quick side bar, btw, that whole ‘finding items that nobody else will want’ - this also applies to men, as in women who know annoying nuisance socially retarded men that nobody wants, and they send them my way. I have encountered a lot of dysfunctional men. Hey bimbos; I don’t want your dysfunctional friends. I would say that would be the number one reason why I have such a problem with idiots, who drive around me and my place all day long sometimes. Those bimbos have given them something to do; to get them away, and out of the rest of society - and onto my back. Actually, I have found lately, just thinking about this, and what those women have done to their idiot friends, and even by writing about it now. I think it makes a difference. Nobody wants to feel like they’re being used for nuisance purposes. There has been a reduction in the pervert hoons, a few times now I have had conversations with my neighbours – without interjection from hoons, re you lose you win. Having said that, yesterday arvo when I was collecting seed, (Callistemon viminalis), I am fairly certain there was same dump truck following me around, from the Earth moving place across the road…….stalking neighbours. And that same truck kept driving back and forth outside my unit until 2:30am where finally they (he or she) decided to say goodbye and farewell by compression braking outside the units. What the fuck? Loser-fuck off. Anyway, back to retail victimization; I suspect sometimes, this may have been the same for my parents too – the whole “see them coming” situation; At the end of my year six, just before leaving for school, my parents gave me for Christmas that year, a new maroon leather luggage set. And it was quite absurd, because the big bag was humongous! I mean, it’s the biggest luggage bag you have ever seen, you could fit not just 1 dead body, but 2 dead bodies inside it, 2 huge men, it was huge! Not practical, as TOO heavy! So, at end of term at school, there was an unspoken issue with the men who had been arranged to transport all our luggage from the dormitories to the bus stop about 600m down the road. Basically, they refused to carry my bag. (Wingy Pathetic Weaklings). And so, as a young ‘oompa loompa’ girl, in fact, every year, at the end of each term, I had to take my big bag, down the 600m or so to where the buses were arriving. {Except 1 term -I think it was in year 11? I remember it well, such joy, as for once I did not have to lug my luggage. A theme from arsholes throughout my life: “get back down there, where you belong – carry your own luggage”}. In fact, I think it was the gardeners who were meant to do the luggage. They used to operate ‘under the radar’ – they didn’t have anything to do with the girls, occasionally I would see one walking outside – they were big men, in their 30’s/40’s. Perfectly capable of carrying luggage. I suspect those were the same gardeners who would lock the toilet gate near our House, so I couldn’t use them, and so I would have to use the ones near the science block, that had low walls, and they would look over the wall as I used them – perves. Revolting stupid creatures; the epitome of disgusting men (not to mention the stupid women who employed them). And do you see how ALL problems in my life can be traced back to a female bimbo, girl retailer trying to flog off unwanted luggage! Although, Mrs Done seemed to be the teacher in charge of luggage for some reason, I think she was an English teacher? Or maybe sports…? So long ago, anyway – she knew they refused to carry my luggage, and did nothing about it except to say to me that I had to do it instead, although the first time it happened in year 7, she did lug it (as it had pathetic little wheels on it) she lugged it part of the way – to “help” me out! I tell you, nobody else is going look after your child. Those perverts have caused all sorts of ongoing ‘toilet’ related issues ever since; I still have nightmares about public toilets. Plus, I am fairly certain those gardeners formed a ‘perve network’, and still perve to this day if they can. Word gets around in pervert circles. In my unit at Sarina, one time I got out of the shower to see a plumbing camera quickly being exited out the window. {I was 51yrs old at that point! – and tubby}. Image above free from freeimage.com – I hope I have not had those kids following me around as a result of putting the image on my blog, such is the case of stupid little boys from computer nerd world – apple and microsoft. (If you change your mind TOO BAD). Same as how I get stupid OLD MEN stealing from me because I collected a lime that had rolled down the hill from my neighbours into my yard – this is not stealing YOU STUPID DRUNK IMBECILE -FUCK OFF – GET SOME COMMONSENSE, BETTER YET, DROP DEAD. 29. Not Sweet Smelling at Garden Express This is one of those photo stories that I had to reword, as originally, it was a little extreme. A few little problems, like sending me plants out of season on their way out, so it will not grow. I noticed now they don’t sell products that are out of season, probably for the best. But my biggest issue with this company, was when I received some roses from them; they were advertised “fragrant”, but several weeks later, when in flower, it was determined, they were NOT FRAGRANT. These were ordered because of the fragrance. They were for dad, and he specifically wanted the fragrant type. I can’t remember details, whether they sent me the wrong ones or false advertising, at any rate, they did not resolve the problem. A little birdie told me they didn’t send me fragrant roses because I ordered 10 roses; they were for dad‘s garden, he wanted to put a long row of roses all the way down the side of his house, that’s why I needed 10. And this person, insinuated that we were being greedy by getting 10 roses, and so that’s why they mucked up the order, and gave us non-fragrant roses, a deliberate ‘greed shaming’ theft. Fuck them. How dare they. Dad’s always wanted fragrant roses down the side of his house, for like 30years, (he cuts them and puts them in the kitchen, the scent fills the whole kitchen and hallway – quite beautiful) and he finally decided to do it, and some little fucking idiot blonde stupid bitch, doesn’t think that he deserves 10 roses - fuck her. (I suspect that short blonde bimbo, who I have mentioned numerous times on my blog, had something to do with the sabotage – she is a thief; who Garden Express allowed.) And this story just portrays exactly how obsessed that stupid little blonde is with me, and my family – can you see? Deliberate acts of sabotage – not just “oh well shit happens in life” – I literally have a stupid bimbo twit out to ‘get me’ and my family. I tell you, it’s a good thing I do not have kids, they would be doomed. (As I mentioned before I have cats, one of them was killed deliberatley. And my brothers dog was poisoned deliberatley too. Just plain ‘evil’ blondes obsessed with 'the good'.) I should further add, the problem of sending straggly plants was common back when nurseries were just starting to go online in Australia, with mail order; it’s like the girl picking the order, didn’t have a customer standing right in front of her, so she picked the worst plant she could see in the bunch, like a straggly one, or too old, too root bound, or had a disease…... one that a ‘live’ customer would NOT choose. Quite a lot of them did it, such typically female thinking (thieving stupidity). They also advertised a flower with certain colour profiles, but then when it flowered for you later, and you can see that the flowers in their magazine had been photoshopped. (The Lakehouse Iris website at Beverley WA, Australia, and Trigg Nursery, Treloar’s and heaps more). They also advertise stunning varieties up for sale, so you purchase, but they do not have enough of the stunning one, and so send a different not as good one, then, so they are not found out, as thieving cheaters, they get minions to kill your growing plant in your garden – I am sure this has happened 3 times. possibly more when I was unaware of their evil antics. However, this has pretty much changed with the advance of social media, especially Facebook – name and shame! Hooray for the internet and transparency (even though I have been ban). I also have to say, by far, the best nursery I have ever purchased from was the Muswellbrook State Forest Nursery. I’m not sure whether the owner was really old with a lot of experience, and they then retired; because unfortunately this nursery has closedown, or, maybe they just had God ‘onside’. But all the plants I have purchased from them have been stunning, and not only stunning within the species, but it’s like whoever propagated them, has done so from a species which had desirable traits, so they haven’t just taken the first plant that they have seen, they’ve collected seeds or propagated cuttings from stock which was really worth propagating to pass on those additional good genes, like they have taken the time to sort things out, and they really knew what they’re doing; not just there to make as much money as possible. So, it was very sad when this one closedown several years ago, although I see they still have listings online in the directories – just to confuse everyone. Also, I often tend to forget about which are the good ones and which are the bad ones, although this blog helps as a good reminder, but I later purchased 3 plants from GE, and so far 2 have been as paid for, still waiting for the 3rd Dahlia to flower. So, I guess, if you only buy 3 and not 10 – it is fine for stupid blondes. 30. Almond Tree and King Parrots When I had my huge garden at Rangari, I wanted as many fruit and nut trees as possible. I purchased dozens. One of the trees I purchased was an Almond. Now, almonds grow very well in Gunnedah, near Kelvin, actually halfway between Kelvin and Rangari localities. But Kelvin is known, well, there is a sign on the road at this town (which consists of probably four houses), the sign says “welcome to kelvin, home of the king parrots” 😁 King parrots are a gorgeous ornamental red and green bird, but once you know the personality of a king parrot you know why they’re nicknamed king; they truly do think they are the king of everything! My Almond tree had no chance of producing any almonds because the king parrots would eat them all before, they were even anywhere near ripe. So, the following year I decided to net, I got my 10-foot ladder as you can see from the photo , and rigged up some netting, (by the way, I don’t recommend doing it while the tree is in flower, delicate little things). Although as you can see from the size of the ladder and the size of the tree, I’m not entirely sure how I managed to even rig up those polypipes and put the netting over it at all - perhaps even, I recommend purchasing a dwarf Almond for a home gardener! And, I didn’t secure the netting down properly, and a big storm blew it off, and again all the almonds were eaten. There were 2 king parrots, no doubt a couple, I kid you not, after they had eaten all my almonds, they came around to my backdoor where they usually never hung out, when I had just gone outside there, and they started bopping up and down, kind of dancing, as if to say, ha ha, we got all the almonds, even when you netted!! - they are very cheeky birds I can assure you. So now that I have left, I bet that Almond tree is still thriving, and every year the king parrots are getting bucketloads of MY almonds! Life Stories P13 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13(this) , LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,
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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,
