I need to mention it was dad who jumped off the bemo in Bali, at one of the stops, after a Balinese man had grabbed his son, (my little brother) and dad raced down the street after this man. 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, Life Stories P17 1. After Contacting Businesses in Australia, they Proceed to Follow me One morning I had to pop into the local little shop down the road, as we had run out of milk. I was eating my cereal, and was wondering why it tasted sooo good, and I realized it was the milk. The label said Peel Valley Milk, and the address was Tamworth! I was quite surprised about that; one does not associate Tamworth with dairy industry. But they had a farm on the lush river banks South East of Tamworth. I was so impressed with this milk, I had not tasted anything like it, and it was just plain full cream milk, so I called the business and asked where else I could purchase from, they gave me the places and I told them, best milk I had ever tasted. And that was that. But since, I have been followed/ hounded and harassed by, I assume it was the son of the owner of that business? I mean talk about social retardation. I’m pretty sure he did something to the milk once, he sabotaged it in some way, can’t quite remember the details now. I recall later there was blue cheese in the milk. But looking back, this has been typical behaviour of a lot of business’s, and their disrespect and arrogance has crossed the line too many times, and I am now expressing my total loathing of these morons doing this bizarre behaviour behind my back. None of them bother to even speak to me, they just follow me around and do retarded things. Once I heard a girl defending these idiots, stating, “Well it’s just natural predator behaviour”. I can assure you stalking a woman and acting like a socially retarded buffoon IS NOT NORMAL. I mean, maybe it is normal for the typical Australian non-thinking young male - but that’s what I am saying, it should not be accepted behaviour, and only goes on because of inadequate child rearing. And btw, this socially retarded behaviour is not restricted to men, I have witnessed many stupid women acting the same way. If you don’t have anything to say to my face, then fuck off - don’t be such a socially retarded buffoon. Btw, after I moved, I was no longer able to get this milk, and now all the milk from the super market is disgusting, not sure what they have done, I suspect they have simply removed more cream than they should, (as it sells at a far greater price) Although someone told me it is a PH thing, the balance has to be just right, and if it is too acidic, it has yukky after taste. Can’t remember the last time I had a decent cup of coffee, and I have given up completely eating cereal. I find now if I purchase additional cream and add a teaspoon to my coffee, this greatly helps. 2. Pro a Purring Nation Every flaming movie; either a car, a boat or a train, BEEP BEEP. Why does the movie industry have a complete obsession with tooting horns? ‘Especially at the very beginning of the movie, during the starring role credits, or just after. Not only cars, but boats, trains, buses and ferries. I have noted such an over use of the car horn in the movie industry that I’m beginning to think Sound editors who work in this industry have mental health problems, or at any rate perhaps have reverted back to their childhood, for it is a child who likes to go round blowing horns, blowing whistles and generally making loud banging noises - particularly little boys. We are sick and tired of hearing car horns in movies. By the way, when you’re learning to drive, it says in the little RTA book “car horns should be restricted to use of when warning pedestrians of oncoming traffic”. So that’s it! This implies, that at no other time, should a car horn be sounded. (Although of course commonsense or to be applied if for instance, a car started crossing over into your lane, beep beep). But really and truly, the beeping that goes on in the movies, happens just so we know that it’s a street scene - you know, we are not morons. We do not need to hear a car horn to see that it’s a street scene. So please start using some thoughtful and creative sounds. And encourage viewers, the common man, to not be willy-nilly beepers, and to have some thought for other people and surrounding animals, who, like peace, quiet, and tranquility. Pro a purring nation. 3. North Queensland, first week Impression North Queensland. I’ve moved up here recently, and it’s like I’ve stepped back in time 20, 30, maybe even 40 years; people still smoke, there’s not only 1 tobacconist in this small 500 persons country town, but 2! And, Queenslanders; we no longer put our septic overflow into the local creek! Do you not have any thoughts about the local wildlife or flora? {I have to add, if you choose to be organic, that is, don’t put any chemicals or rubbish into your body, or down the toilet, or down the sink - then the overflow of a working septic is pretty healthy, and most plants will flourish in that water (no-where near drinkable though, and most water animals/insects will not flourish there either). But I recommend, if you have your overflow, flowing into the local creek, as the set up here in this rented block of units does, do Australia a favour, and go organic, it’s easy and cheaper overall. All you have to do is choose the low phosphate washing powder (Biozet), throw all your chemical cleaners out, and purchase tea tree oil only, use that as a cleaner instead of everything else. Vinegar too is useful. Simple. I also encourage to avoid processed foods with artificial preservatives}. Also, Landcare volunteer groups still haven’t ploughed throughout the land clearing all the exotics, so Queensland is rife with exotic plants, like Lantana – huge patch of it just outside Rockhampton on the HWY. You know, all they have to do is wait till it flowers, - March/April is often a good time, then send out council mulching trucks, have one person saw the bush off at the base, (easily spotted, because in flower) and another responsible one, paint the trunk stump with glyphosate, then mulch the bush in the truck, then take it to local landfill for composting. Simple. Maybe Rockhampton council does not have mulching trucks – have you seen them – they are brilliant, they had them in Gunnedah; basically, any size branch they cut down, (like gums under powerlines (der fred)), they feed into the truck, and it mulches all of it, ready for composting or garden mulch. But then it rained here! And rained and rained and rained, all bad things forgotten…. And, look what I saw as I was finding a photo of a mulching truck: Electric trucks – awesome, I can’t believe it! I am so impressed with Victoria - Clean trucks! You know, I think I have developed an allergy to unleaded petrol exhaust fumes, so toxic (more toxic than cigarette smoke btw, way more, yet no one is doing cancer warning on fuel caps). Read about them here https://www.casey.vic.gov.au/news/electric-waste-trucks-arrive-casey https://www.sea-electric.com/ https://photos.app.goo.gl/Ri5HketZD2Sz954v9 4. BBQ Chicken and used Oil story I put an add on Gumtree with this chicken asking if anyone knew where to get one, as according to Google search, there is nowhere up here, in North QLD area, that sells BBQ chicken! I recall at least every second weekend our family and friends, many other families, would grab a barbecue chook and some fresh bread sesame rolls from woollies, then off we all would go to the picnic spot of our choice for that weekend. Tasty and cheap for the whole family! I think people are definitely missing out up here in North QLD, because there is nowhere you can buy a BBQ chook. Nor are there sesame rolls in the local Woollies or Coles, not even poppy seed rolls either! Perhaps no one picnics up here. BBQ Chooks proved to be so popular in our town in fact, that there was a little shop that popped up across the road from our house, called The Tender Hen, where they would sell purely barbecue chooks! I think after our family dispersed; the shop had to close down! What I did notice, up here, instead of barbecue chooks, there are a few take-aways that sell fried chicken pieces. I just wanted to write this little next bit, because I don’t think many people know this, or if they do know about it, they don’t want to know about it, so tend to forget it. So, this is a reminder; when you repeatedly heat oil and cook with it, the chemistry structure of the oil changes and it becomes “yuck”, really you can only reuse oil twice, and then you have to throw it out (or recycle it -I believe there are home enthusiasts who can use the oil in a ‘home fuel set up’ {?}). I know if I’m tempted to eat a takeaway with fried food, I suffer majorly from heartburn after eating it. And I know I should not be eating it at all. Also, it is my opinion that using well used oil causes other major problems associated with heart, and dormant skin cancers like skin moles, and possibly dormant cancer cells too which can sit for many years without developing into a cancer. So, when they say cut down on fast-food, you should actually not eat ANY fast food that has been deep-fried, unless you know the oil is fresh, which I bet it’s not, because who can afford to put a fresh batch of oil in after every fry. In case you’re wondering how they cook barbecue chickens, this is the method where they put them on a skewer, and then they are rotated in an oven that has hot air blasting through it over charcoal. And it creates a lot of oily smelly fumes that come out of the air vent, which people in a built-up area would be opposed to, but I’m pretty sure they could come up with filters to combat any smelly fumes. I lived over a chicken shop for 2 yrs at Pendle Hill when I was 18 working at Bonds, and that’s how they did it. No filters. I had to wash my clothes at night after work, once they had turned off the oven, as the clothes line was directly under the chimney stack. It was pretty stinky and yuk. Update: A couple of years after I wrote this, I saw somewhere, (maybe Facebook), that Woollies STILL SELLS BBQ chooks! All stores still do! (I always order online, and they are not available online for delivery, dam it!) So I made a special trip in store - (which I never do, not since online deliveries started), just to get a BBQ chook. But I decided I don’t like their stuffing, it permeates through the whole chook, and makes it taste “processed”. Nevermind. 5. How to quit smoking; I’ve did it so many times I know how to do it. This paragraph was stolen, I have to rewrite it. First of all, go and buy some chewing gum or bubblegum, get a flavour that you really like. (my preference was orange). Actually, I recall I’ve written this twice now, and twice it has been stolen off my blog. Twice. So, for the third time this is how you do it; (it’s still really difficult, even if you know how to do it) So, second of all, you’ve got to actually want to quit, you have to see yourself in the future not smoking, and being clean and sweet smelling. Most people try to quit smoking, and so they go for a few hours, maybe a day or two even, without smoking, then they start having cravings, and they just start thinking about cigarettes all the time, until they finally give in. So, the key turning point, is that initial thought, that tells your brain that you want a cigarette. You have to recognise that thought, straight away when it occurs, (learn to pay attention to your thoughts), and then you have to change that thought into a different thought. So, I found it helped to say, well, to yell to myself, at that point STOP!! (Not out loud!) It’s really all about mind control, and basically you have to be totally Nazi with yourself. I found that I couldn’t think of anything else, when the urge to smoke was so great, so I had to write down 2 other things that I could think about when I needed to think about something else (so I wouldn’t have to think too hard of something else at the crucial time, you want to try and make things as easy as possible). Actually, it was so long ago now, I can’t even remember what I thought about, I think it was a nice family holiday memory that I had in the past. So, when I really focused on this method, it worked, and I think by this point I had tried at least seven times to quit for real, it was a case of ‘practice makes perfect’. If you have a spouse who can also turn into a Nazi, if you feel like having a cigarette, I’m pretty sure that would work quite well too. If your spouse smokes, forget about it, it’s not going to happen for you - you both have to do it. There can’t be anyone around you smoking. Same with friends, you have to dump them, or give them the ultimatum, they have to get out and leave if they want to smoke. It’s time to toughen up. I wouldn’t stand anyone in my life, who smoked. As soon as I uploaded this, I noted my other neighbour started to smoke too! Perhaps a girl rebel! I did notice at one point some years ago in Gunnedah and Tamworth, girls would come up to me and light up a cigarette, then not smoke it, they just wanted me to smell the smoke – cunts. Out of curiosity I just looked up the price of a pack of cigarettes on Google, and oh my god, I nearly laughed my head off; $25 a packet expecting to reach $40 within a matter of a few years if not months. Well, you just got to be a plain sucker to smoke now, don’t you? stupid. DO IT And by the way, if you smoke, medical people and the annoying powers that be, later, ‘use’ that against you, and may deny you medications, even if you used to once smoke but have not for years. And if you get cancer due to workplace contamination, and there is a big court case - you won’t be able to get compensation because you’re a smoker. So, for these two reasons alone, it’s probably a good idea, not to smoke. To add to that further, there is now discrimination by the “Miss Goody two shoes” type; like in primary school, you remember those girls who were teachers pets and good little girls? So, some female doctors especially who were like that back at school, are today like “well your smoke, so your bad, so you can’t have any medication” - primary school mentality. This really happens I have experienced it! And other people have experienced it too, but in more serious circumstances, like lifesaving transplants and the like. (I personally image, if your overweight and or not attractive, like old, there will be discriminations there too. Little girls in the health sector discriminate against everything and anyone.) I should probably say, when I started smoking my 20s, I wasn't really heavy smoker just one or two every day for about 10 years. Usually after work on my drive home. Then in my 30s I kind of increased a lot when I didn’t have much money to eat. This was before price hikes, so they became food substitutes. (I hate to tell you; high prices possibly could have been my fault!) So that also prompted me to quit. So, I don't think I was even a heavy smoker for more than 10 years. I had planned to stop after seven years anyway; in my 20s’ I determined that its long-term smokers that will do long-term damage to your health, so I estimated that it was 7 years. Safe to smoke for 7 years! So, 7 years came and went, but I still felt healthy, I guess only 1 or 2 is different from heavy smoking. But it was a little more after that, I think in 2006 that I recognised a slight change in my breathing one day. So, that was the final straw: I am to quit. Image above; I rem ember at school one time, trying to draw a love heart, and my attempts were completely pathetic, out came this totally mis-shapen, ugly fat uneven heart. It was quite surprising what little drawing skills I had. About, I guess it would’ve been 20 years later, I needed to draw a love heart, oh that’s right, it was for a design going on the front of a canvas beach chair. I drew it up, I guess thinking about it with a little more clarity and focus, than what I had when I was teenager. I stood back and I was quite surprised, I loved it! Quite frankly, I thought, I’d gone from the most pathetic drawer of love hearts, to one of the best! I love the shape of this love heart! (And no, I am still not gay). The design inside it is from my textile “clouds” collection - I am still waiting for an Australian Printing company to open, so I can print through them, aswell as make available for the public. I was ban from the American one, and I used to sell heaps, so not only do I lose, but they lose too (idiots). There is a Chinese one, but they make too many mistakes. 6. Demure and Respectful Not Winning I have noted in Australia, a lot of loud mouth bully type people are allways the ones who win, as in, get the job or promotion or are picked to be ‘as right’ when someone is pitted against someone else. It is a little odd for me to fathom, as in my experience at school, those loud mouth types of people, were really not the ‘thinking’ types. At one point in my late 20’s I did some sewing alteration free-lance work around the central coast Retirement homes. I visited pretty much all of them in the area, and one thing I noted, was the old women in the ‘nicer’ type homes – more modern ones, filled with light and comfort mod cons, always had that personality type of being loud and confident, whilst the women I visited in the more older style ‘dungeon’ type units, were really very demure, respectful, and without a fighting nature. A sad but true observation. But and not wanting to seem ungrateful, as I look around at my dark and moldy unit, (all 36m² of it – really; 5m x 7.3m), I think, maybe I’m just not loud enough! J {I am thinking of campaigning for a big glass sliding door and patio out of the back wall…. – would make all the difference, as at the moment that beaut garden view is totally wasted with only a teeny high window (?- what were those builders thinking). Although, perhaps this place could be 2 straws short of being condemned, and most likely is in the need of an investor to purchase, for a complete reno to replace the entire crumbling back wall. See my wishfully thinking quick (out of scale proportion) edits above. It is obvious to me that this complex was built with greed and not love. Unfortunatly rentals are so hard to come by, landlords don’t have to do anything anymore}. I noted this happens in politics too, one term a ‘nerdy’ type wins, then the next a ‘loud mouth’ type wins – very odd. I think this comes down to fear in management, fear of people who are loud and are willing to make a scene, and so management just gives them what they want in order to avoid a scene. If you can see any situation in Australia that’s completely backwards and wrong, this would be a number one reason why. I guess what I observed most in the workplace, is those women who are bullies and work in packs, like dogs - they’re the ones who win, and people who stand on their own, and can think on their own without being manipulated and influenced by others so easily (I say so easily, as everyone is manipulated by everyone sometimes, it is human nature), but they are the ones that lose. This is a very true phenomenon that I’ve witnessed over and over and over again, I have experienced it, and have seen it happen with other people. However as soon as I write this, in fact as soon as I have observed this to be true which was way before this point of actually writing about it, there are dogs doing a whole big thing about how easily manipulated I am. So, they take whatever I say or think, and do the opposite to try to discredit me, but I can assure you what I said above is pretty much the way it is, or at least has been, I guess there are many workplaces out there, and so I’m hoping there will be some that don’t function in this dysfunctional way that I have witnessed. Oh, I did see the dogs try to do this aswell, to my little brother. I was talking to him once, a long time ago now, and he was telling me about one of his co-workers who was bloody hopeless, and was someone who always wanted to sit back and let everybody else do the work, would try to get out of doing as much as possible, but still wanting to take the credit. And the next thing you know, there were dogs on the ABC, saying ‘oh this person works hard as hell, it’s not true what my brother said’. I had to laugh, because my little brother is not someone who would just make up a lie for conversations sake, he wouldn’t see the point of making things up - unlike the dogs on the ABC who do ‘stories’, all the time for money. They were trying to protect that slacker, he most likely had a wife that worked at the ABC or she was friends with someone at the ABC, such is the way it goes in Australia, by going on television and stating my brother lies, to the world. STUPID DOGS. And I think those are the same DOGS who did signs to my neighbours… ones that, manipulate them into stealing from me by saying I steal things. As if I do. So, they ‘egg’ my neighbours on to steal from me. I think there is a little fucking blonde stupid bimbo who does it, meddling mary who can’t mind her own fucking business, and she’s been doing it for about 20 years, and I think it’s the same dog that manipulated my landlord into closing my shop at Grave Attire. SAME STUPID BIMBO. Fuck off your stupid 3rd born dog. She could be from JJJ radio – never listen to the radio. And I guess I should mention also winning and losing, is directly related to a second person. So, if I’m negotiating with someone at market, and I say ‘you can have it for XX amount’, and the person says ‘no, I only want to pay X amount’, so no sale, but, if there was a second person standing next to me who said; ‘no, no it’s worth XX’, then I would always make the sale. So, if that second person is missing, then I wouldn’t make the sale, and this is the same in many situations in life, not just at market selling goods, but you really need 2 people, in order to win anything in life. I want to say, this is also not a ‘weakness and strength’ thing, you can have one solo person strong as bull, it does not matter, you physically need that 2nd person – perhaps showing them an image of a second person might work!! Lol. This is my tried and tested experience, especially, if you are someone that has dogs that follow you everywhere you go, and tries to sabotage and make you lose in a lot of situations – like I do. Well, I am pretty good at standing on my own 2 feet, that’s why they have to do dogs, they specifically don’t want me winning. Its discrimination for being single, and not allowing a husband, the use of a wife at night. Discrimination for not allowing myself to be violated. Also, I was advised there are a lot of unemployed girls from my specific backwards school, and this is why; they were so busy trying to oppress the girls into being ‘ladylike’ and obedient, that none learnt to fight to win. I am not sure if this true, but I was advised they are now teaching the girls to fight. But I can assure you, a lot of ‘non thinking girls in my generation, of what they learnt, is what they expect of people still today (hence why I was ban from so many things), and what they will teach their kids, and on and on it goes. Slow progress only. But there is progress. 7. Vamoose Penny Awgayer and Danniel Wheatley The photo above is a little bit of a garden that I created when I lived at “Tulcumbah”, near Gunnedah. The reason I included it, (is not related to the below story of 2 little girls) but is because, as you can see, from the Couch lawn, it is bone dry, middle of summer, middle of a drought, yet all the plants that I’ve planted in the garden are green and thriving; because I chose Waterwise drought hardy plants. They are still quite young, and have got a bit of growing to go, but it won’t take long to fill the garden beds completely. So, I wanted to show people how easy it is to create a garden without water, just have to have a little bit of savvy, (like the person who built that house btw - I rented it) I hardly remember these girls, I definatly do not know them, or know anything about them. I think they must’ve been in my brothers year, who was 2 years younger than me. The reason why I mention those two girls, is because there are people telling me they did something bad, in bully form, and not just lately, but quite a few times over the past 15 years or so. I have no idea what they did. Maybe those girls are the thieves? Like I said, don’t really remember them, or know if they are still alive. Although, I have had quite a few people weirdly tell me their names are Dannielle, when actually they’re not. So, I’m not sure whether that has anything to do with Dannielle Wheatley, who knows. On my Life Stories page, I describe one of the worst days of my life where I was harassed at Melbourne and Sydney airports, and I can just recall, those two girls from Gunnedah, were the two girls in that story; fucking stupid little dogs, following me around Melbourne and then the airport, verbally harassing me. WHAT THE FUCK? FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS. I hope they get cancer and die. I DO NOT ACCEPT YOUR APOLOGY. The only thing I remember about them in primary school, was they were attention seekers, and one of them, I think it was Penny; her mother had a horticultural business briefly, and we went to her house once when I was young, I don’t believe Penny was there. But I do remember her on a bus trip once - she was a total flirt, as a young 10yr old or so. I vaguely remember Dannielle from the paper, she was into sports. I do not know those girls, just know of them. (So important to have a community newspaper, the one in Gunnedah “The Independent” came out on Tuesday and Thursday) There is none in any of the places I have lived in QLD. NONE This photo below is the girl from the “Big Bang theory” tv show, this is exactly what I remember Penny Awgayer (it may be Penny Allgayer, after doing a google search), looks like, pretty much exactly like that, as I recall, that 10yr old, looked like her. That show, did this deliberate, to let me know it was those 2 following me around like dogs, harassing me, in Melbourne, and no doubt stealing from me. Do you see what the dogs in the television industry do? Ahh, probably not – you imbeciles. 8. New location at Sarina – LOCATION review, April 2022 From my experience, if I start talking about something, then this attracts people, and I am not really sure whether Sarina can handle a whole heap of people. But I figure the weather is a safe topic, (I had a photo of the garden here, but have replaced it with a photo of another cunt from Centrelink ) and it would be safer too if I uploaded after I leave Sarina, if I ever do, who knows. But I can’t wait. As soon as I uploaded this, there was a truck drive past the block of units making a banging noise, and then someone on a motorbike hoon past in the opposite direction; these are the dogs, telling me they don’t like my review, and I shouldn’t have done it, and they’re most likely going to steal something. Now you might read that bit, and think, this girl’s totally nuts; inventing signs like a motorbike and truck harassing her! But I can assure you, I do have dogs harass me in this manner, motorbikes and trucks, being the most favoured mode of transport for men. I also have female dogs in cars that harass me too. I have written about it, extensively on my blog, but I like to remind people that this is what I live with every day, people harass me every day, and not just a few of my neighbours yelling out occasionally or beeping at me, but a large amount of people harass me, all the time. They also wake me at night (atm it’s 1am). And by the way, this is the main aim of a lot of them, to force me to talk or write about it, so I do not go ‘nuts’, after all its beyond annoying to be harassed by strangers. So, intern people will read what I think, and then think I am nuts. One of their favourite lines; it’s not about you! are you sure about that? It seems for a lot of Australians, it’s a big thing to try and discredit someone by implying they have a mental illness, it’s a form of bullying. And it’s huge in this country - it’s disgusting and I can’t believe people fall for it Hook Line and Sinker. It reminds me of the situation, where you’ve got two people, usually women, women are the worst offenders in my experience; so, one of them does something nasty and bitchy, to provoke the other. But she does it in a passive aggressive way so a third-party person didn’t actually see the first person provoke the second person, but the second person gets totally pissed off, because they’ve been victimised by this number one bully, and chucks a hissy fit as a response to this nasty bitch, and the third person just sees the hissy fit, and thinks “they’re crazy”, when that’s actually not the situation at all, quite the opposite, with the one who’s being the perpetrator, usually the one that has mental health problems. I mean obviously they want to try and discredit someone, that in itself is a dysfunction; they are suffering from feelings of inferiority, so much so that they have to try and discredit somebody else (who they probably secretly suspect is better than them.) Anyway, back to why I think the nuisance person driving outside my unit was banging, in tantrum style, was about the unit itself, with more attention meaning, more likely some bitch will come along (in todays overpriced and hard to find rental world), and try to steal my unit. Although I’m not terribly concerned, as this is an old motel from the 50’s built with asbestos, each unit (13 squashed in here) are teeny tiny, overpriced and not suited to home living, obviously, being a motel. First of all, I had to add this bit; The dogs who hand out viruses, (passive aggressively) were at my forced jobs appointment, at into jobs, Sarina, Community Solutions Sarina. They gave me Glandular Fever, sometimes confused with Mono or Strep Throat. I saw the dogs there who hand it out, medical little girls. But that woman above, was not wearing a mask, she also kept me waiting 30 minutes – and the whole appointment should have been phone appointment and not face to face. STUPID. This was done deliberately; they think it’s funny, playing NAZI. Stupid female dogs. This is the 4th time they have given it to me at a Jobs place. Btw, you can catch this via someone’s breath, or through the air con, it resides in the filters. But also, via touching contaminated doors or counter benches, then touching your skin like rubbing your nose or eye. I am putting a photo of all the Centrelink nazis up, this is the latest one. I have written extensively about what they do, they are the biggest bullies in Australia. So here was a good a spot as ever. Since I put up this one and the last one from Gin Gin, who looks like Heath Barwicks bimbo mother, I have not had any other “forced appointments”. Anyway, my review; I’m finally getting around to writing about the QLD weather, the reason why it’s taken a few years, as I moved to QLD in 2018 and it’s now 2022, is because until this year, I had not actually experienced a rainy season, we were in a major drought, (the whole of Australia) that basically lasted 9 years, and even though there’s meant to be a rainy season each year, in 2019, there was no rain at all, none. It was that dry, and people were literally desperate. Desperately mad, from no rain. So now that I’ve actually experienced a rainy season, OMG, it’s been so wonderful. The weather here is BRILLIANT. When I hear the rain outside, joy just takes over, all negative things are forgotten. I don’t think I’ll ever tire from hearing the rain and being excited whenever it rains. Albeit, rain is often accompanied by the unfortunate stench of all the neighbours septic (no town connections here, slack). I always put my saucepans out now to catch my drinking water, I have it all sorted, as the Ute tray sticks out the back into the rain, so water collects on there, then drips down the centre back into my stockpot! First time I have had no tank water since my brief Sydney living. (There was a whole Sydney water thing then at that time, 90’s, remember? No one was allowed to drink the water…!) Up here in Sarina, the winter is very mild compared to Gunnedah. When I get dressed in the morning, instead of freezing my nipples off, it’s only slightly cold, I only need one jumper on. Plus, after a cold spell of 1 or 2 days with scarf and gloves needed, it warms up again, and back to mildness – no sore throat!! Hooray. In Gunnedah, once winter came, it was there for weeks. I found there is humidity even if there is no rain, and it does take some getting used to in summer, for instance; I needed to do some drilling on the Veranda, last summer, I go outside, I can literally only do it for 5 - 10 minutes before I am covered in sweat, and all my clothes are drenched, sopping. And this started at 10:30am, so basically you can’t really function properly after 10:30am. Usually there’s some respite once the sun starts going down, but sometimes not, no respite at all, it’s the same way, even at dusk; covered in sweat. Explains why a lot of Queenslanders are up at 4am in Summer. I’m not sure if I will get used to it, as in “acclimatise”. I’ll keep you posted. I have noticed a lot depends on your housing, a unit built in the 50’s has no insulation at all, a more modern one, even a cheaper modern dwelling as superior insulation compared to an older building. This makes a huge difference to lifestyle and comfort. Heading into month 3 and the Sarina Rail crew have just started tooting in the late evening and early hrs of the morning - are the rail workers waiting for me to put in a complaint against them? None of the petrol stations in Sarina have proper air stations, so I’m unable to deflate my tyres to the correct pressure. I had to guess! The petrol station when you first enter Sarina, they were doing signs, something about cows - disgusting, absolutely disgusting. I won’t be going to that petrol station again (one of the girls who lives here, works at that servo). The girl at one of the other petrol station tried to overcharge me when I was paying cash – she failed. The other servo is excellent. There seems to be an extreme amount of council Utes on the roads, everywhere I turn there is another one, and another, and another. Especially in the first month I was here. My next-door neighbour tends to do things when bored, like yell out and then get his friends to beep the cars next door - just weird stupid things like that. Plus, there are no second-hand shops in Sarina. Again, what is wrong with people? Also, the BnB across the road has some awful girl there, the dogs at Mitre 10 were doing signs, the opshop was too awful and overcrowded to shop from (only clothes really anyway), the pet shop did not have any of the 3 things I was after, the tip was closed - supposed to be open, the girls at the Rej shop stole .75c by overcharging, and tried to steal from me by way of crap wax. I will definatly try to stick to online shopping. Although still, I cannot sell any of my 2nd hand goods (I sold 1 thing, socket wrench set for $10.) I tried to join the local native Sarina Landcare group, but they refused, stating I will need to be “approved”, but they also refused me the newsletter and the 10 free tubes with registration. Bitches, - happy not to be a part of bitches. And this explains the exotic weed problem in Queensland. I find the general community in all localities now absurd. I will be happy here if I keep to myself. Although the thieving here does not seem to be anywhere near as bad as the thieving in Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park. Probably landlord related. The landlord and friends poisoned my trees. Also, later, I don’t remember this happening last year but this year there has been quite a few fires and they have been really stinky, and lasting all night. This putrid smoke smell happened 3 or 4 times now. And it wasn’t smoke from a fireplace and woodburning smell; it was toxic putrid smoke, so I think it might’ve been smoke coming from Freshwater Point; there’s a little area where I drove down, the old boat ramp I think, there’s a whole heap of rubbish there, so I think someone has lit it to burn it instead of picking it up and taking to the tip. It is disgusting. It was all plastic and glass, and then what’s more I think they lit a fire in the scrubland nearby to disguise it. Men up here are really sneaky and dodgy, they appear the old-fashioned type, they haven’t been ‘gentrified’. Then the smoke all day today and tonight is just wood smoke, so that’s probably sugarcane burning, but I can’t believe they still do it because there’s much better ways to take care of your stubble than to burn it. It’s totally irresponsible and selfish it’s like the whole community is getting polluted and smoke is very bad for lungs. My throat is really sore. I’ve taken a slippery elm tablet doesn’t hasn’t had much of an effect. I can’t sleep because it’s so revoltingly stinky. I think this community is still bloody asleep at the wheel; you should be doing something about this, get those farmers to stop doing it, there should be fines for them. WAKE UP. 9. New location at Sarina – UNIT review, April 2022 The place I have just moved to, was basically the only rental available, rentals at the moment are disgracefully overpriced, particularly in Queensland. In North Queensland there are a lot of hotels/motels converted into 1-bedroom units, and they’re charging outrageous rent prices for those ridiculously small places which are NOT intended for peoples permanent homes. Anyone forced to live in a “converted” hotel room, is not living a proper life, and is being a severely OPRESSED victim. (It is clear this complex was built with greed, and not love.) Before I go on, I want to mention, first, the petrol people, put the petrol up during the month I go to leave from $1.45 to $2.20/L. ( I reversed into an ironbark as I was so stressed about it). Then the hire truck, place, OMG, they gave me a truck without telling me it goes into low gear if you do not know how to use their special gear stick they put in all their trucks, and then they left (Friday evening) so I was stuck with what I thought a faulty truck, even though I just paid them $1700, and the bimbo at the counter also said if I have an accident whilst reversing it’s not covered by their insurance! And then there was a blonde girl taking a video of me at the counter (?) FUCK OFF you stupid little dog. {I later saw that blonde one here in Sarina, in the car park, I think, ANOTHER BLONDE STALKING BIMBO? Oh, what a surprise. She was showing off a new car that looked like mine, but the newer version. She also seems to come in and park just down the complex a bit, in the middle, and sits their idling, then leaves – she seems to do this on a daily basis and at all hours, plus she changes cars FUCK OFF YOU STUPID BIMBO}. Possible prostitute for the younger thieving guy in no 7? ALSO, I'm fairly certain I saw this girl later at Sarina Beach on Facebook, her and her cohort stole my large pink hat out of my car while it was parked at the Sarina Beach car park, locked. I confronted her on Facebook and she said she doesn't know what I'm talking about, and that her “cohort” was her son. So that woman belongs in jail, and I'm assuming the police do fuck all about this situation, because she has a son; AND they're not going to put a mother in jail; they are such fucking cowards. Her fake name on Facebook was Brooke Tamara. So, anyway; I looked at this place initially because of its location, it’s in a leafy spot, which of course is going to catch me, and since I could not travel up to look at it before moving, it would have to do. But when I arrived, I saw the problem, IT IS TINY. A hotel room basically. (7m x 5m, including wall space, tiny). Plus, neighbours 10cm away – you can hear everything. What, is there a shortage of space in Queensland? come on! I mean, is this New York or France? Absolutely absurd living conditions for Australian standards. I mean with a small tiny window in the back room, I feel like I'm in a prison cell! What kind of person would build accommodation like this? I feel like it was built by someone who's a non thinker? Why am I living in a building built by someone stupid? I expect much better than this - pull your bloody socks up Australia. Well at least it’s nice and clean, but after a short while of living there, my hair started to fall out, big chunks were coming out, and I'm pretty sure it was from the fumigation. Units aren't constructed very well, and insects can get in, and so they are heavily sprayed with poison at the commencement of every new lease. ( am I surrounded by morons – yes I am, am I surrounded by non-thinking uncaring rental girls, yes I am). I know they did my changeover in a hurry, like you meant to wait before re-entering a fumigated place, but actually I think any amount of time would NOT be sufficient, those poisons are POISON! Wake up you stupid rental bimbos and fix the holes, and stop poisoning us. (I had to pay at end of lease for fumigation too – total real estate thieves, why should I have to pay for their poor constriction? Why should I have to pay for the next tenant to be poisoned? This poisoning is unacceptable -and no one is doing anything about it. It does have a large 2 car-port area that I can hang my fern collection in (thank goodness, although most of them died anyway, they don’t like it here for some reason – caterpillar problems in a rainforest, and too dark). But plus, I can have my cat here, and this was the other main factor of why I had to take it – as no other rental, not one, would accept any pets – OUTRAGEUOS NAZI REALESTATE bimbo behaviour. (And thankgoodness it has vinyl floor.) After 2mnths of peacefully living here, and recuperating from the ordeal of moving on my own, the trains started tooting at all hrs of the night - they are big on waking people up here, the whole town would hear it. SUCH DISRESPECT FOR OTHERS. There are strange coughing fits by my neighbour every night so far, (12mnths) he sounds like a sick ferret. Oh, sure I love being woken in the middle of the night. The garden surrounding the place is a beautiful rainforest garden, and it backs onto a creek, so if I ignore the fact that peoples septic overflow runs into the creek, it’s actually quite beautiful, there are even ferns growing. The town water is majorly chlorine, (plus sourced from the pioneer river which has rural septic overflows too), so I have to leave all my buckets outside to collect the rainwater for drinking and watering. So, the pretty garden was actually quite surprising, and is really nice, I do enjoy walking around the garden with my camera, albeit I should not, so my foot can heel. I can see the creek from the toilet window, it’s very nice. (For some weird reason the window on the back wall in the bedroom is only 35cm square, so tiny, and I cannot see out unless I stand on tippies – what a waste of a view). And the whole septic thing – SO UNACCEPTABLE! I could swim in that creek if people did not use it for their personal waste, I truly can’t believe it has not been fixed. Wake up Queensland. Unfortunately, it’s situated on an old highway, and it’s still busy. I was hoping for a quiet spot this time, but least it is not as bad as the Bundaberg Gin Gin Road, but still, it’s busy, and there are hoons, trucks and beeping nanner’s already driving up and down outside my place, not to mention the earthworks business just up the road with heavy trucks. (sigh) From being raised on a remote farm and living for much of my life on a farm, it’s now pretty awful living so close to other people. I can hear my neighbour when he yawns too. The walls are thin, and the windows are not airtight, thus not sound proof either (the dividing walls in the car port do not go all the way up, so one can hear any noise, conversation coming from next door, from my bedroom). I have a thing about being woken during the night I HATE IT!! It really pisses me off. I can never get back to sleep, until 2hrs later. I like waking up early, but I am still in dream state from interrupted sleep, so really tired and sleepy still…. So, I do not get proper body rest and memory allocation from the previous day. I have as yet, not been “allowed” to sleep the whole night through since I got here. Actually, I recall it was the same at Kookaburra Park, with me being woken up deliberate, but after I wrote about it, it ceased some – after I wrote this, I got 1 good night’s sleep the next night, but that was it, back to being interrupted at least 2 or 3 times every night). Anyway, I think really, the only word to describe such close proximity is ‘revolting and repulsive’. Even as I sit on the loo, I am thinking, with that echo, the whole block must be able to hear me! I believe they have laws now about the sound proofing between apartments, but they were only introduced in the 90’s. This one was built in the 70’s? it is complete with asbestos, I think it was the 70’s they started using asbestos, maybe it was the 50’s?? But, so, I’m trying not to complain too much, and to be grateful, as after all, this was the only place on offer for me. Least cleaning is a breeze, and no lawns to mow. And I’ll just ignore the fact that in the shower, I’ve got to stand kind of skew turned to one side because the cubicle is so small and I’ve got buttlength hair, washing it is kind of an arduous process now. So when I first got here, the word dungeon came to mind because it’s very dark, there’s hardly any light coming in, at least someone has had the sense to put in a bright cool led bulb in the bathroom, I leave it on all day to try and remove the dungeon feeling (usually all rentals I move into, have extreme low wattage lightbulbs, I really don’t know how anyone can handle such low wattage, and usually the first thing I do is go round and swap out all lightbulbs for the brightest led ones I can get). Also, whenever the neighbours come and go, the ones with ‘bomb cars’, that stink out toxic exhaust fumes, I have to race to the door and shut it, as all the fumes come inside and loiter, (my neighbour thinks his car is really good, but really it’s just a stink bom), same if anyone lights up a cigarette, and I can’t believe how many people smoke still up here – its sooo disgusting, I have to hold my breath and race to the door, then put the fan on if any came in, plus I usually start coughing just from that loitering stench. (The bomb cars btw, often stink because they have not had regular oil change, I told one guy who helped me unload on the first day I was here, (life saver, he totally saved me from utter exhaustion), that his car stunk – he happened to be taking it in to the mechanics for service that day, and the mechanics fixed it, it now is kind of normal and not totally putrid. But the car next door to me, that btw, does not look like a bomb car, is by far the 2nd worse stinky car in the complex. He works for the government from home by making phone calls (I bet he gets paid a motzer for those 1 - 3 phone calls he makes, usually in the morning for about 20minutes – I can hear him, he is only here temporarily until he can move into his new house at Mackay. (I personally can’t believe as I get older, exactly how unfair and “democratic” some people’s lives are – they are so easy, compared to other peoples. He told me he did not bring any of his furniture up with him when he moved, he just threw it all out, and will purchase more for his new place!! Lucky for some! (I will add here; I met a couple in Moore Park Beach, just before I left, both in their late 40’s, about my age, I asked them both what they did for a living (beautiful huge house and huge garden, opposite the beach in a serene neighbourhood – really idyllic), and they both said, neither of them worked! They used to work together for a large company, but both were paid out large renumeration packages to leave! Can you believe that? Half their luck too; no company I left ever paid me to leave! You know, I bet they both worked there, not as a couple, at first, but when they hooked up, and became a couple, that’s when their luck changed, and they were offered all of that money!! Plus, they can’t talk about it, it’s taboo subject, for fear that what they got, maybe taken away from them. Such discrimination against singles. Anyway, back to my review; so, I don’t quite think this is ‘normal housing’, I think this is now low-income housing, but the rent they are charging, is definitely not low-income rent, well I don’t think it is -expensive, and past my budget allowance by $30 a week, so that’s $30 of costcutted meals now. Although the ones down the other end are less. I strongly know that I’m over paying for this unit, but landlords know about the rental crisis, so know they can overcharge – and do. Especially since I also am harassed by the neighbours who live at just next door up the hill at 108 - same old same old, I’m not sure why the neighbours are attracted to me so much, they can’t resist me, everywhere I go I have problems with neighbours, and at least 4 items have been stolen already. Like, are they waiting for me to yell out and disturb the whole neighbourhood with “fuck off you stupid dog” do they really need a good yelling at? Major dog problems from them the whole time I have been here, it amazes me how some women and kids have no ability to think for themselves, maybe it’s a genetic thing. WAKE THE FUCK UP. Plus, I suspect she may be somehow stealing food from my online orders (meat) – it’s dog related theft. Police, they are so clueless. On the first day I moved here, I heard a woman yell out to me, it was after I had unloaded the whole truck, and Nev my neighbour had taken the truck back to Bundaberg, (another lifesaving moment) she yelled out “ohh, you win”. Great I thought, another fucking dog neighbour who yells out harassments at me, perhaps she was being manipulated by my last revolting landlord? I need to add, their house at 108 is hidden by trees, so when someone yells out from up their (steep hill, probably their house sits 7m above our units) I cannot see anyone – such a typical way that dogs harass me, verbally and hidden from site. Such cowards. And, I think that household may forget, due to the trees and shrubs, that there are actually 13 other units down here, who can all hear them, plain as day, there is only 7m between them and the units, earshot range. Maybe aside from kids, their parents, are trying to recreate their childhood, when the only time they received any attention from their mum, is when she yells at them for doing something wrong? I often feel like I’m surrounded by a bunch of complete morons that haven’t evolved and don’t know how to even raise kids. Also, today I could smell pot, coming in the front door, either coming from someone in 108, or someone in one of my unit complex? Could be Sam, she moved in same time as me, blue car. Out of the 13 units, only 4 of them go to work, and only sometimes. Everyone else is pretty much here all the time. I guess that’s good security. Although sometimes someone gets periodic work in the early hours of the morning, and so we all wake up when their alarm goes off, and can hear them up and about, and when their car leaves. We hear everything in this unit complex. The new girl next door to me sometimes gets up at 4am to look after disabled people (on a Sunday, but she is a liar.). Plus, it seems this coincides with train tooting. So 3mnths after I am here, there is a new girl, and then there is also train beeping, and the stealing started again. So, go find out who started working the trains in July 2022 and see who is waking the whole town at all hrs…. Also, I filled in one of those dog forms for Council; the forms that you go through the process of reporting a noise complaint, that is recording every time they bark. So, I did this in regards to my next-door neighbours who were harassing me verbally, like dogs barking at me, and sent it off to Council. LOL, so after I did this, then there was a new little kind of shack built in the vacant plot in front of those neighbours at 108, it's not even listed on Google Maps, but you can see it actually on Apple maps now, and then I had someone harassing me who was living there now - but I think they were just like holiday people or tourists of some sort because there was not someone permanently living there. It is akin to how I had people verbally harass me at kookaburra park from the neighbours, plus at 18 Henry st Gunnedah, they harassed me from Ivan the mechanics vacant plot next door that had an old shack on it. One day I went round there, when they're harassing me, and there was an old man there, he was like sitting right next to his car in a Canvas chair with the car door open, so I suspect he was listening to the radio, (?) and then just leaning across and beeping on que? I'm not entirely sure, but he was most definitely harassing me with car beeping. He may be the same old man harassing me at Gin Gin. He was a dog. But I know I have cunts who harass me on the radio, and why do they employ cunts on the radio? I mean it's a public arena; start employing people who aren't dog cunts, entertainment industry. I never listen to the radio anymore, too many thieves. There are 4 other women that live in these units, 2 of them look like me in a way. There is only 1 couple, the rest are singles. Back when I was inquiring about this unit, the then real estate girl said these units were predominantly elderly retirement units, and I guess that was the intended use after the motel shut down, because they’re so small and low maintenance, better for an older incapacitated person. So, the fact that there are only 4 elderly, out of 13 people here, tells you something about the scarcity of rentals and the desperation of ordinary everyday people. And those 4 also do not fit the stereotype of elderly, they are all active and drive around regularly. I have been contacting governments about this housing issue, because they seem to be a bit oblivious to the housing crisis in QLD, and I was shown a housing accommodation they were doing; it looked like about 50 small bungalows set up on a patch of land. It looked like maybe a school holiday camp, or perhaps if there was a conference for a company, and they wanted to send all their employers to it, they would stay somewhere like that. So, this was the kind of accommodation that they were thinking of turning into housing for people! So, I was outraged by this, and told the politician that she should give up her home and all her possessions, and have to live in one of those! A little later, I saw that project was shut down. She obviously got in touch with her ‘empathy’. Hooray. But the issue still needs to be addressed. They are trying to do Rental Scheme; NRAS, but as far as I can see, all those rentals are priced exactly the same as the private market. I mean there needs to be at least 30,000 NRAS homes built all up the A1 in North Queensland, at least. Most of my neighbours in the complex are pretty good, I think there may be, 3 bad ones, with thefts from inside my unit, I saw one possibly steal, one day, this guy was sneaking back in to their unit, he could be a possible lunatic from Gunnedah who follows me about? I know there are quite a few who follow me. So, I definitely saw that man behaving suspiciously, and my card reader was missing off my desk just inside my door, and that’s the kind of thing thieves take; it’s like a bored game for them. But one time the Handyman was here, Merve, and we were talking about the hot water, I didn’t know where it was, and he showed me, it was round the back of the units, I was out the back talking to him, when I remembered, I had forgot to shut and lock the front door. And I could hear at least two cars from the hwy hoons, pull up outside my unit. I suspect those car hoons who I am always winging about on this blog, saw an opportunity, door left unlocked, and drove into my complex and took those items. Plus, I definitely think it’s kookaburra Park related, because one of the items, I acquired for free, when I was living at kookaburra Park; there was a community centre there, you could leave things that you don’t want. Someone had left something I could use, a nutribullet cup, so I had taken it, and had used it for the last 2 yrs. It was an item that was stolen out of my unit. I believe whoever left it, took it back. As in, Indian Giver. And whoever this person is, is a hoon that follows me around in their car, looking for opportunities to steal. I don’t know why the police don’t do anything about the hoons. It’s like so obvious, that they’re the thieves. I personally suspect that this person, actually, I think there are several, but they also, change their cars frequently by buying and selling 2nd hand cars – they probably dabble in car mechanic stuff, fixing and selling. Male and female. Or, they could be the ones residing at no 108, as they would easily see if I was in my unit, or even the woman who has now left, just down near the middle unit; I discovered she was a woman from Enmore – yet another thieving stalking blonde bimbo. OMG. Seriously? what is wrong with the women in this country are they all completely stupid? (read my Tomato Bread Roll story). Turns out the lock on my front fly screen door, only appeared to be locked; if you kept fiddling with it, it could unlock. So, the thieves knew this and they were coming in while I slept at night unbeknownst to me and helping themselves. (I wonder if I was targeted to live there so they could steal??). Half the items taken while I lived there was food, I had just over 150 items taken while there. I hope the thieves get cancer and die, I believe aside from bad neighbours it was Australian radio/television/movie industry related. Anyway, there are no kids, which is great. (Such a privilege not having kids around). I suspect one young man’s voice I heard coming from neighbours up the hill, was the same voice I heard at Builyan? A paid harasser who sometimes frequents those neighbours? Possible thief, one of my chickens was stolen from my freezer about the time he had a party up there – who pays him? Such deceit and dishonesty in this community. Could all my neighbours please quit smoking, this is not the 90’s. Get with it. I have new neighbours who seem to chain smoke in the morning, all morning, it is DISGUSTING. The wind here blows south to north, always, - I say wind, but that is being far too literal, more like slight air movement, always wafts south to north. And I am north of those new neighbours. So, whenever they light up, I get the smoke; it directly goes into my car port then through my front door, through the kitchen and hall, and out the toilet window. If they sat next to their door, the smoke could be channelled through their front door and out – instead of MINE! I can’t go outside and do my things I need to do out there anymore in the morning, and that’s the best time I can do it, as its cool enough. So hot and humid here. Or I have to keep making mad dashes inside holding my breath till I reach my bedroom, the only ‘bad fragrant’ free space. Seriously I think I am allergic to petrol fumes and cigarette smoke, I start coughing with brief exposure to either, and it lasts all week. TOTAL HEALTH HAZARD. Now I can’t hold the realtor responsible for the wind situation or lack of it, but I put in a request for a ceiling height partition between our units, so far the relator has ignored the request. IGNORED, not acknowledgment, no declination. IGNORED. Ray White. I suspect my neighbors may be plotting to ‘get’ me, I told them all about this blog. It’s like I am getting stalked every time I go out to my little car-port garden – if I don’t want to be accosted by anyone, I have to check to see if no one is there, poke my head out, it’s like they take it in turns to stalk! They seem to (especially the old men), seem to be trying to engage me, for the point of admitting guilt to something I didn’t do – you know, like how in the movies the police try to intimidate someone to get a confession – it’s a thing, ‘under duress’ I think it’s called – so they are deliberatley trying to copy them. {My cotton is the good Pima cotton!} Possible Merve the handyman problems, he sometimes calls saying I called him – I DID NOT. Although I think he is trying to retire, they got someone else to do the lawns last time. The fire alarms (3 in each tiny unit!) seem to go off without smoke. Maybe the mould can set them off?? Major mould problem here. They are all connected by Bluetooth, and I suspect remote access, someone wanting to play God. Not appropriate. However, they can be switched off, I took a photo of the instructions, put it on my blog for anyone who wants to see how. (They eventually sent a guy who “fixed” them). There is no wind here, it is very sheltered, and as such my washing takes 3 days to dry in winter, then it still feels damp anyway. There is mould on the timber cupboard in the car port, aswell as on my sewing tables, kitchen tables, and inside my bedside drawers. Plus, on the ceiling. It turns out there was a big hole in the outside plumbing, just outside the back wall, and it was keeping the whole back wall permanently moist, which is why there was a mould problem in this whole unit, and which is why the window frame in the bathroom was completely rotten. (Update; after I eventually realised this problem, I politely demanded they fix it, and within two days of the demand, I was asked to leave, they did however fix it as I threatened them with court action, it cost them $2500 plus labour. Disgraceful landlords, willing to let tenants get sick from mould not to mention the toxic fumigation. The previous tenant died here; it was probably from the mould.) We have had 2 rental inspections so far (every 3mnths) – you know how I feel about that you stupid little rental cunts; see my YouTube video of my previous landlords intrusion. On the third day here, I was looking at Google Maps, and noticed that I was only 11 minutes from Armstrong Beach, so being from inland, I immediately, excitedly packed up, got into the car and went over there, (even though I’m driving on minimal petrol at the moment, way too expensive to fill up ($90 a tank)), but I was kind of disappointed, because I can’t swim there, it’s got stingers apparently, and crocodiles, plus it’s kind of really shallow for a long way, I don’t know how far, but there’s no waves, plus its cloudy and muddy. It’s really not very inviting. I have to do some more exploring in the area, plus I think the couple I spoke to at 38 Melba st, Armstrong Beach, may have had something to do with the theft of my swimmers from the back of the Ute – blue top with fringe. What is wrong with people? Flaming idiots. The local post office delivers all mail to my door or letterbox! Woohoo (if only they would collect too!). The weather is great, my head does not feel like it is shrinking too much in winter, like it did further south. When I am sitting at my desk (which is basically right at the front door), and it’s raining, I can look out and see the rainforest garden, see the rain coming down, here it, smell it, and I can just sit there and sip on my coffee, eat my choccy biscuit, and really nothing else matters - after nine years of drought this rain is pretty much heavenly bliss. – It rained and it rained, and it rained, all bad things were forgotten. WOOHOO, I AM HERE (too bad my garden is not here with me L) 10. The Seed Saving Industry Some brilliant person from Melbourne, has come up with a new online business selling seeds. They have called it LocalSeeds.com.au, and he encourages anyone who grows plants to save their seed, and sell it on his site. He takes a 22% profit. Since I’ve joined, my seeds are finally selling again, after being banned from Ebay for the past two years, I’ve had almost no sales, except for some on Etsy, but Etsy overcharge for their fees, so I don’t really make profit on Etsy, plus they take out tax before I’ve earned over the taxable income, which I’m not too impressed about. Tax bitch is stealing from me! The other way around since women are working now. At least there is a new business on the block, and they are making an impact. I did start off selling my seeds for only $2 a packet, but I was selling so much, I thought I’ll be out of stock in a few months, so I put my prices up, and they’re still selling! Although I have run out of 3 species, I did try to rope my brother Tomas, to go sweet talk the new resident at my old garden, near Gunnedah, (1400km away), and collect some replacements, but I got no response. Guess he does not want to do it! (Even though I thought it may be a fun adventure for him and his kids). But btw, I have since seen my species available as seeds elsewhere, and not a mix of natives, but my specific natives I planted only, so maybe someone else has sweet talked the new residents? (Not mentioning any names, but DOGs). So, I’m going to be on the lookout for interesting plants growing around the streets, and maybe in peoples gardens - I’ve approached a few people, and I find people are very generous and will always give me exactly what I’m after if I ask for it. So far, I’ve added five new species to my collection as a result of doing this. I know how people love doing signs, so if you see anything interesting or worthy, sign it out for me as I’m driving along!! A worthy sign! (Although, nowadays, the only signs the dogs seem to be doing are stupid courier ones – no one cares about what the couriers are doing). Although this statement now explains, I see, what the courier van was doing outside my unit complex over the last month or so. Geez. Loiterer. I have found in this business, it is important to sell plants that you have growing in your garden, the ones that thrive in my garden are the biggest sellers, that is my experience. And it takes about 10 years to build up a garden like that. Again, there is that feeling that I am surrounded by completely stupid morons. If I wasn’t Cast out of my home and Garden at Rangari, my business now would be absolutely thriving, customers would love me because I would have so much seed, I could be overly generous. And I would have way more of a variety of seeds by now. As well as showcase of all the drought hardy species, so people can see what could grow in dry areas. It is an absolute tragedy that I had to leave, the whole gardening world will suffer, and has been set back as a result. I would go so far as to say this year, I would have earnt more than the allowable income, before taxes is withheld. So, the gov and the tax department loses too. 11. Rental Crisis in Queensland Could someone please go and tell the local politician, that she has to throw out most of her stuff / furniture, and go and live in one of those lodgings. Indefinitely. That’s practically what had happened to me, I was lucky enough to find a unit, albeit an old hotel, tiny, and lease (for 6mnths) 6 mnths of living guarantee – how lucky I am. (I later saw they stopped building those lodgings, but blamed the greens for stopping further housing development in parliament). In fact, this is actually quite common the more north you go in Queensland, especially up near Cairns and Townsville with a lot of hotel/motels been converted into long term accommodation -since they’re too old to attract tourists. Except that accommodation is not designed for peoples permanent homes. Maybe, if they were charging $50 or something per week, it would be okay, but they’re not, they’re charging huge exorbitant rents on these often one room now units. Units that don’t even have a proper kitchen, bedroom, not to mention laundry wardrobe space, or any kind of outdoor living space. Seriously, I saw one being advertised for $240 a week, and it didn’t even have a bedroom, it just had a pulldown bed from the wall in the one room, absurd living conditions for Australia. Australia is meant to be a wealthy country. Well, I can tell you there’s not much wealth going on up here in North Queensland – as its all being taken by greedy landlords, who are most probably foreign investment any way. You know Polly, you really have to do something about it; it’s not like “make a wish” when people ask politicians for things; things they wish they could have or wish for ways they wish it could be! This is different, Pollyies; you actually have to do something about the out of reach living rental crisis. If you have been following the rental market, as I have been doing since 2020 on Realestate.com and Domain.com, you will notice that there are a lot of houses on the market for sale, but hardly any for rent, it’s like most people don’t want to rent out their house, they just want to sell it and get the lump sum money. In one area I looked at it was quite extreme, there were 60 houses in a 4 block radius up for sale, and only 3 homes/units up for rent, and those 3 were extremely overpriced, like 5 times higher than expected market price. Ridiculous price. So I brought this to the attention of some of the powers that be in 2021, and I feel, their way of resolving this was to increase rents, so more people would want to rent out their 2nd home (probably inherited), which makes sense; only now rents are so expensive, that anyone on low income is spending well over half their money on rent, which means no savings and reduced living. And that’s if you’re lucky enough to find one of the cheaper options. The average weekly rental is more than my combined weekly income – IMPOSSIBLE. If you look at the moment, you will not be able to find anything within a budget, if you’re on a low income. And with my low income I can complain easily, but if I were receiving a minimum wage, and saving up to buy a house, I would want the absolute cheapest rental I could find too, and with the rent prices as they are, even on the cheapest one, it is impossible to save up for a house. That’s then continuing, a circle of poor people, remaining homeless. It’s really disgusting how it works, there’s really not much hope it all, and that’s why I talk frequently on my blog, about if you can’t afford to buy your kids a house when they turn 18, don’t have kids. You have to provide real hope. 12. Choose Friends Wisely, but don’t be a Rude Snob This is one of my key points in my “good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids”, I want to further add to it because it’s kind of the root of a lot of bullying amongst kids, particularly women. As a child, in the early 1980’s, I recall when our family moved to a new town: Gunnedah. My parents were very social people, they insisted on having a lot of friends. (Sometimes it amazes me how different I am from them both). So, in a new town, a small country town, you might think it could be difficult for them, but not my parents, it didn’t take long at all before mum was being introduced to new people, new acquaintances, and making many new friends. So, before, she established her group of good friends, she met a lot of different people from different parts of town, and different “networks”. One time we went into town to meet some new friends, who had a lovely home on the outskirts of town. They had young daughter, just a little younger than me; she welcomed me into her home like we were best friends! Just good natured. We swam in their pool, and laid on the pool filter watching clouds! We had a lovely afternoon. We all became good family friends from that moment, and shared a lot of BBQ chickens over the years!! Around that time, on another day, we went across to the other side of town, another family, a large wealthy farming family. They had 3 young girls there for me to “befriend”, but unlike the previous encounter I had had, those girls were kind of like the opposite, they were horrible little bully bitches who did not want me in their “group” at all, and let me know about it. I won’t bother getting into the little girl exclusion antics that little girls do. But this is exactly what I mean when I say choose friends wisely. Try to avoid that latter types of families, and it’s best not to cause any fighting or conflicts – don’t declare war with them, or make it known about your feelings - just keep your feelings to yourself, and avoid people who are just plain “not very nice.” - that’s who they are, it’s not going to change, even after they grow into adults, they will remain the same. It’s their mentality. Their family mentality, and it will stick around all of their life and into the next generation as well. I personally believe this “good natured” personality trait is formed from intelligence – high intelligence. It is the non-thinkers in life who just want to fight and play sides. (Having said that mum ofcourse remained friends with the farmers on the other side of town, and attended a few parties with them!) There was no stopping her on her ‘friend accumulation’ mission! She had many many friends, most of them genuine, the ones around Gunnedah especially, although and I don’t think my parents fully understood what it is about them that attracted certain types of people. It wasn’t friendship. It was the perception of money, they were a little bit blind to this fact, and as a result were used sometimes; they lost quite a bit of their inheritance from the sale of dads mum’s house. On the other hand, there’s some people who could see how many friends my parents had, and thought, ooh, they must have a lot of money with all those friends! My parents were typical, average income middle-class people, dad had a government job, mum did not work but was a house wife until she did a bit of freelance nursing work briefly, when I was at school. They both had a postitive outlook on life, and thought that everyone was good, the notion of someone using them, would not even have entered into their minds. But, make sure the people in your life are worthy (they do exist). Someone told me it is Centrelink who do not want people to have friends, and so go about manipulating the situation so no ‘ties’ are formed – they work at doing this (stupid attitude, and they brainwash people like Victoria Keene’s mother). My design above shows my love of bright positive colours, still. – I attribute my love of colour from my happy childhood. It is “EarthGroove 2020” in bedspread doona from RedBubble 13. Fake farmers markets, Troubles with selling my produce , Cooking, and School food I just watched a YouTube news clip about farmers markets selling produce that was not grown locally from a farm, or organically – as the stall holders claim. But big multinational companies were selling their goods instead at twice the price, using on sellers, sometimes peeling off stickers (caught on camera) and lying to buyers. Shame on those dodgy fruiterers. This reminded me of when I tried to sell some of my organic produce direct from my garden at a corner store in Gunnedah. I didn’t really sell too much at first, it wasn’t until I happened to mention it at a funeral to family and friends, when suddenly I went there the next day and all had sold out! Shortly after that, the store closed down, unexpectedly. I realised it was solely because that store owner was willing to sell famers foods, - the powers that be in Gunnedah, don’t want any farmers markets, they don’t want people buying direct from the farm, they don’t want people buying organic - don’t ask me why this is, (well, ok, ofcourse – ITS GREED from established networks). A definite manoeuvre of the powers that be in Gunnedah, in the farming community. (Actually the same, if it's not the very same people in Gunnedah: this is the reason why you can't purchase solar powered units, as in, the complete setup. Because you need not just the solar panels, but you need a converter (to convert the solar power into compatible electricity for our plug-in devices). So you can't purchase this ‘all in one’ ready to use, just apply sun. that would be too easy, would it? I mean you can make it up yourself, you can go on YouTube and see how to do it, it's relatively easy, you've just gotta purchase the 3 components including compatible cableing, and make it one weekend. But, you cannot buy ready to go. OUTRAGEOUS why you can't buy the whole unit in one?? I can tell you most women, do not want to mess about out in the garage with electrical components. If you could just buy the whole thing, they would be sold all the time - so convenient. so the reason we can’t, and I don't even think it's cost related (because it is fairly expensive), but the main reason is the existing electricity companies, they want you using their power, and not FREE power. Anyway, it just goes to show there’s definitely a market for organic, direct from paddock to stall, but people aren’t aware (no Facebook then). And I think I might have mentioned this before, but I had to hire a channel dirt digger from Gunnedah high shop, and they had just been taken over by a new owner. I happen to have some spare fruit (out of my 16 fruit trees!) and so I thought I’ll take a basket in for these new owners. When it came time to pay the bill at the end of the day, they charged me for the digger, no problems, as arranged, but they also then charged me an additional $100 for their old bom Ute that was required to take it out on the special trailer, so I wasn’t too pleased about that, especially as that morning, I had just given them a whole huge basket full of perfect and fresh ripe organic produce - there would’ve been at least 30 huge stone fruits, with about 6 different varieties. Cream of the crop. Including the basket. This was Gunnedah Aghire, and I thought I saw Victoria Keen there, which was a little strange because I don’t believe her family owned that business or were the new owners either? I am way to old fashioned friendly and nice, when most retailers now are just plain thieves. Like I said before on my blog, every single business in Gunnedah was stealing from me, I hope they all get cancer and die, no more Miss Nice. In Gunnedah there were markets every Saturday, but they did not do much in the way of food. I recall my farmer landlord saying one day, he reckons all the farmers markets he had been to (so not sure where?) but, were all fake – all venders selling food from the supermarket. There was a little shop opened up in Gin Gin, selling farmers produce, I tried some strawberries from there, because the ones from the supermarket are crap, C-R-A-P, and indeed the strawberries from that shop were fantastic, they definitely would’ve been from a homegrown garden, not the hard as rock giant ones from the supermarkets. However, that business closedown after 12mnths, it may have had something to do with the fact that the owner was dishonest. It seems everybody needs to be reminded: you can’t lie and rip people off - they find out sooner or later, and you have to pay for it. (After I posted this, I saw a clip for premium strawberries grown locally now available in the supermarkets up here, but they wanted $30/kg (total rip of), but I tried them anyway, as I was having strawberry cravings, and, they were just the same as the other ones, the tasteless giant hard as rocks ones – farmer thieves at Coles and on the local Mackay 7 news TV – can’t watch live). So, I think it’s a dam shame, that I can’t get fresh organic food unless I grow it myself, and unfortunately being forced to move into a tiny little unit now, with no backyard, this is fairly hard. Before when I was near Bundaberg, they spray their paddocks with poisons, the poisons go everywhere; you’re driving along and you can see it and you can smell it, when you get closer to the spray tractor, you can see it all over the road, and you drive through the mist. Plus it goes across to the next paddock, plus it goes down to the connecting road which happened to be a highway where there’s multiple cars going past. Those farmers are completely careless about spraying poisons. They don’t give a toss where it goes, as long as they’re crop gets sprayed. This is why we need strong governments in charge, so they can lay down rules for these strong willed greedy lazy careless farmers. I’ve noticed there are some things now appearing in the supermarket that are organic like the apples, but they are twice the price, and considering I purchased 2 Apple trees at my Rangari garden, I really have a lot of contempt now for spending money on such an item. Same with all the vegetables infact, I used to grow many, and was near self-sufficient (aside from meat). I try to be healthy still, I keep a bag of kale in the freezer, kale is said to be the healthiest green you can eat, but society is dictating to me, that I can’t be too healthy, because I’m not married to a rich husband. This misogynistic passive aggressive attitude, by the way is driven mostly by women, (who work at Coles), and not men. Update in 2025, since moved to a spot where I can grow veges, thaaankgoodness. Also, there are now even more organic options in the supermarket, unfortunately still a little bit too expensive, although that doesn't really stop me when purchasing carrots; there's nothing like just going to the fridge getting a carrot and start munching on it - if you don't buy organic you can't do this, you HAVE to wash it first. And I've personally noticed with apples and berries that aren't organic, they give me spine pain, I'm fairly certain it's from the pesticides (?), so I think there should be laws; can't grow berries in this country unless they're organic, you have to do it under nets, can't spray poison on them, there's just too many insects to do it outside of a double entrance tunnel. And no imports unless organic, including other products that contain berries. {Acceptable nazi area}. Also, I want to add when I left home at age 11 to go to boarding school, I have talked about how I was a very fussy eater, and there was a whole process I had to go through to fix that issue. So, after that phase, my next phase, I guess, year 10, 11 and 12 - I would just come home for school holidays and my 2 term weekends, and I would cook. That’s all I would do, I would cook all the family meals, I would go through all the woman’s weekly cookbook‘s. I would’ve cooked every single recipe in the Chinese cookbook, as well as Cakes and Biscuits, the Italian one, and of course my very favourite, the French cookbook. Mum had purchased the whole set of woman’s weekly cookbooks for me, as I had shown an interest in cooking from an early age. I remember mum bringing home that little Show Pamphlet every year; Gunnedah had an annual show, and at the show, aside from all the rides and show bags that everybody loved, there were different pavilions, one consisting of food, and one of crafts, there were probably others too. I recall I had a whole shoebox full of awards and ribbons for all the cakes, biscuits, and crafts that I had put in to the Gunnedah show! As a child, the winning prize money was something like $.75 for first, $.50 for second and $.20 for third! I’m pretty sure I was the only young eight-year-old baking in Gunnedah – so there wasn’t too much competition, no wonder I had won pretty much every category I entered! Lol. I remember one year I was so cocky and confident with my baking I decided that instead of doing a typical cake, like a sponge or a teacake, I would make up a cake, without following a recipe, I can’t say it turned out exactly as I planned - I’m not sure I got the whole concept of a raising agent, and the cake was bright pink, which none of the old lady judges seem too impressed about! Never mind I had fun. Anyway, those woman’s weekly books were a tremendous inspiration for me, they had pictures with every recipe, and were just fantastic, written by some talented and organised cooks. So, it seems being on a fortnightly rotation of school meals, may inspire cooking. (I have to mention, food served up at school on the weekends was atrocious, I basically starved every weekend, lunch consisted of a fried piece of tinned pineapple, served on a weeks left over bun or stale flatbread, with an optional piece of tomato and or cheese slice - really unappealing for me, for some reason I didn’t like fresh tomatoes when I was a child, of course now do, but my brother refused to eat tomatoes as well and apparently, he still does. And I’ve heard other kids don’t like tomato’s too – too vinegary, I guess. I recall every Friday night we had battered fish and chips which sounds good in theory, but was basically soggy potatoes, really awful, I don’t think you can actually call them chips they were so bad, although I did like the fish because it was mostly tasteless, and I liked the batter, it was really thick and unhealthy -this was appealing to me as mum was not there to monitor things! She was total health freak. And I want to mention the Butcher in Petersham (again – another little didi that was stolen, or at any rate not showing in microsoft search on my PC), it is the Talho Portuguese & Spanish Butchery on New Canterbury RD, when I first went there, I was blown away, there was food everywhere hanging from the ceiling too, I had not seen anything like it. The service was outstanding, every one there was nice and the food quality superb - best butcher I ever been too. They been there for 30years according to wiki. Sometime before that I went to a butcher near Dulwich hill, - so bad, the guy behind the counter basically refused to serve me, he looked at me and treated me with such disdain, I wondered how he could be in business at all – some people…. (what did he think I was going to do that might so offend him?? – too ugly to serve?? Just didn’t like women???). 14. This is my Hair Planter! Unfortunately, I only had 600g of hair (saved from every shampoo and conditioner shower wash over 10 years!). So, I was 200g short, and had to use eyelash yarn for the top rim. I was a little bit disappointed of being short, but have started saving some more; I suspect in a couple of years’ time I’ll have enough to rip out the eyelash yarn and finish it finally with some more homespun hair yarn! I used 2 strands held together, so it’s actually really thick, and it doesn’t really need a plastic liner, but I figure it will last 10 times longer if I use a plastic liner. You can see the plastic liner in the photo, still waiting for me to trim it off. All in all, hair makes a perfect plant liner, and I’m glad it was so difficult to buy a peatmoss liner, which is how I came up with this use for my five balls of hair yarn! By the way, when I pulled each tangle of hair off my Afro comb, I put them aside until I had 50g worth, then I put the 50g through a Carder machine, and I do have really long hair, so it didn’t do a perfect job of aligning the fibres, meaning when I spun it, it turned out of thick and thin, like it was pretty impossible to get a fine yarn from my course hair, but this is what makes it perfect for the thick liner. The yarn itself is very strong, I couldn’t break it with my hands, it had to be cut with scissors. Well worth the effort, and I have written the knit pattern, and put it on my website, if anyone wants it! 😁 Btw, 80g of my Home Spun Hair, was STOLEN! Update: after 15mnths, I had accumulated another 200g of hair to replace the rim, BUT, when I went out to get my planter, I discovered little bugs eating my hair planter!! They had already eaten the whole bottom part, the part that was often wet. Ah shucks!! Thus ends my hair planters. L I took a photo of the bugs; 15. Don’t be Afraid to Toot Your own Horn I can see, thank goodness, today, times have changed slightly, and people are no longer afraid of tooting their own horn! (I am not talking about Car horns here, don’t get me confused when you read that heading - I am deeply opposed to people tooting their car horns, disturbing the quiet enjoyment of the neighbourhood, like my stupid neighbours at no 108.) But it is really nice to see someone revelling in their own achievement. I’m not sure why people have had such hang-ups on this issue in the past; (and I am not talking about screwing someone out of something by stealing – and feeling like you won – fake won). I remember well from school, the girls school, I attended, there was an issue about being self-assured, arrogant or cocky in anyway. It was specially frowned upon for women to be proud. Even if one, was outstanding at some task, you were still not permitted to say “hey I’m the best!” or something along those lines, because it was considered in extreme poor taste to do so. And if a girl dared, do it, she would be chastised by everyone in a dogpack manner; in the mean and passive aggressive ways that women have, to ‘put them back in their place’ so to speak. I believe just from experiencing life, that this has a lot to do with again, wanting to be English and of Polite Society, they are taught specifically to be “a quiet achiever”, and if you raise your child, or the children in a school, in this way, then you would be considered to be of “polite society”! So, it was an attitude associated with money, so it was something people, women, wanted to adopt so they would be associated with “polite society”. That’s one reason, the other is because (little) girls are threatened by another, who maybe better at them for something – when, that girl is perceived to be of lower class – little girls are really stupid. And there was definitely a double standard for girls, versus boys. Boys were allowed to be cocky and arrogant, but not girls. And in my experience, it was always the girls allowing the boys to be cocky, but who would chastising women for exactly the same thing! Growing up, most of the boys I knew don’t give a toss if you’re cocky or not, in fact they would probably prefer a cocky girl, they could relate more, and feel more comfortable around, someone who is fully self-assured. Although I found this does not apply to older grown men, I did come across quite a few grown man who definitely didn’t like self-assured confident women. This applies in the work place too. And this applies to women who control the conversation. I guess this is a good spot to mention this phenomena. I found in certain situations in life, I have to take full control, like if I’m moving, and I’ve got to talk to the removalist, I mean there are plenty of situations, but this is a really easy one so you can see what I mean because it is the person moving, who knows where the boxes have to go, and which is the best order to unpack your load. It is no problem for me to take control and make sure everything goes smoothly, however what I noticed at the end of the day, is that men really have issues with this lack of control on their behalf, and they’re very aware that a woman has been telling them what to do all day long, and in fact, they’ve got a kind of reconnect with each other and talk about ‘male’ things. I was thinking about this, and I noticed that with a group of women, this is not a problem that women suffer from, in my experience. I mean mostly they don’t suffer from this problem, mostly they’re not even aware of who is in control they just following the flow of the day. However, men are very much aware of this. So rather than women having to ‘wake up’ in this case - it’s more of a “men need to realise that women are allowed to be in control”, and things are not going to work out if they’re not. I’ve also noticed this is a thing in relationships with men not wanting to engage in conversation with his wife unless he dictates what the topic of conversation is, or when they do certain activities or chores. So, the only advice I can give to a woman who is suffering in that kind of relationship is to make their husbands aware that they’re being over controlling in the moment, so call him a big fat arse if he gets an ”attitude’ when you change the conversation, call him up on his bad behaviour. And don’t be afraid to jump in with your comments if someone is manoeuvring the conversation, they might not be deliberately doing it to ‘squash’ the other person, so say what you need to say. However, I’ve seen some women control everything in their marriage, but make it look, to the husband, like it’s his decision. She was very clever and her husband was basically a big doofus, but if he didn’t perceive that he was in control, their marriage would’ve ended in divorce. I personally believe this is big fat ego and I definitely would not put up with such shenanigans from a man, same as I wouldn’t consider being around anyone who has ever stolen from me, or stalked me, lied or harassed me in anyway - there’s just not a chance ever. I think I might have high standards compared to most women, because there’s so many women who are married, and I know the calibre of men is not that good. I guess people do certain things for love don’t they. Or wait, is that money. So, technology, and YouTube, are evolving peoples consciousness. The “Tall Poppy Syndrome” is being fought against. People can put out their own personal stories in public view, rather than a story or person, who has been chosen by the powers that be in the media. People are allowed to toot their own horn now. So, I say, go for it, if you’ve done something outstanding, or even just a small little victory, like growing a good crop of veges, tell the world about it, we want to hear about it! (Mum used to hide zucchini and carrot in the Bolognaise sauce, we never knew!) { Oh, and tricking or manipulating your next door neighbour into doing something, something they otherwise would not be doing, - is not a victory.} My design above “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101h ” on wallpaper from Wallsauce 16. Dog Directors and Dog Writers I am going to keep a list You know, there used to not be any ‘dogs’ in the movie industry, I would only have dogs who hung outside my house, or followed me down the street, but now they have taken over the movie industry - since they couldn’t harass me on my remote farm. (Although I was advised by a little birdy, that they have been targeting people in this manner for many years, not just as of late). The directors and produces that let these people get away with what they do; are completely clueless, as to exactly just what they do. Attention seeking rude morons. The women who organize this are truly despicable and evil creatures, it’s all a big dog game for them, they use the movie industry to ‘punish’ or ‘reward’ certain people that they are victimizing, just like some people do when they’re training a dog. Hence dog game. So, if the ‘dog’ did something good, they put in a funny little bit, they make edits, or if the ‘dog’ did something which the evil women didn’t like, then they edit in something mean and bitchy. But there is a whole heap of people that can see or read signs, not just the intended victim. Wake up movie directors, and get rid of those stupid fucking evil female dogs and their stupid condescending dog games. I also am harassed by TV industry using 'empty head' people, there are heaps of them. {Exactly just why are there so many 'empty head' type. What exactly was their lineage? Were their parents just complete hopeless drug addicts? or is it a genetic DNA thing that runs through families? Why hasn’t anything been done about these genetics, we don’t want a whole lot of 'empty heads' running around; they are exactly like zombies from that movie Zombie, I guess with just a little less raw flesh and blood. It won’t be too hard to get rid of the gene if you make people aware.} Movies with Metaphysical world problems from Hollywood, Bad crew, Rapist; The Master (Incidently a movie about a man subconsciously searching for a Queen Bee) 17. How to be sane when surrounded by evil , with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection This still happens at my new address. Sometimes, that is, not always; whenever I walk outside the house or unit, suddenly there is a commotion, like cars turn up at neighbours, or cars leave neighbours, people yell out, sometimes phone rings, they turn their music on, up to 11….all manner of different things happen. Comotion. It happened at my last place at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park, and it sometimes happens here - usually on the weekends, especially when I just moved in. I have no idea why my neighbours carry on in such a manner I can only assume it’s because they’re retarded and make a noise whenever they see or hear a girl, like a monkey. After writing this, I awoke next morning after a good nights sleep (for once) with – not kidding, a monkey or ape / Gibbon, hair stuck to my skin in an almost unmentionable spot. DOGS I cannot do anything about what goes on while I am asleep, I have no control – and see how evil people are. You are not welcome in my house at anytime you wannabe hypnotist. If I saw you, and had a gun – I would blow your head off. (They have done that sleep theft/ interference before, infact I think it goes right back to 1998 when I was living in that horrible suburb, Petersham. They definatly did it at Rangari and Kookaburra Park too, a few times when I awoke to discover unexplained things, like door open that I had shut, windows too open with flyscreens lying on the ground, my watch off and tampered with, necklace off (with key on it), - my knitting; at Rangari when I was waiting for my pool to arrive, I did a lot of knitting, and I started noticing things that were a little odd; when I started knitting from where I left off, it was not quite right. So, this one day, it was just really niggling on my mind, so I made a point of fully remembering where I was up to so, I could resume the next day, and sure enough the next day, there were two additional rows that had been knitted from where I had stopped. Plus, what’s more, the knit tension was the same as my knitting. So, somebody has come into my house when I’m asleep and have knit those 2 rows - and the thieving dogs who can break in to my house without waking me, have found someone who has the same tension as mine – a highly pre organized plan. Somebody suggested I leave my knitting in front of the cameras, because I did have security cameras at Rangari (not that they did much to deter criminals, power off). However, the strange knitting phenomena did stop after that comment. There were a few other mysterious things too. Criminal, immoral and disgusting. Fuck off Simon Baker and that whole crew, could you be any more inappropriate. Or their copycats. Someone told me there are people who can put you into a deep sleep by gentle persuasion. So, if they cannot hypnotize you while you are awake, to steal from you (there are people who prey on ‘sleeping beauty’ types), so if they cannot “get you”, then they can do it when you are asleep, by tricking you in that dream like state - gain your trust and convince you to, for example “go underground – where you cannot hear anything,” difficult to explain, but I have awoken from such places, and know it happens. Well, while possibly my neighbours or TV people are very negative, I can only surround myself with positive things at my place, like my new flowery coffee cups that I purchased from the post office, aren’t they gorgeous! 😁🌺 Actually, here is a good spot to mention something else the dogs get up to, I haven’t mentioned it before, and they’ve been doing this particular ‘antic’ for years. I think if I wasn’t a very healthy sane person, this would deeply affect me in a negative way, so I’m going to write about it because it probably affects other people who are like me, but maybe not feeling as ‘sound of mind’. People, opportunists, in the neighbourhood or situation, latch on to something I am doing, and imply that “it’s too late - you’ve missed out”. When in actual fact, it’s not too late, I haven’t missed out at all, it’s just they’re trying to create fear and antagonism. Like if somebody does the wrong thing by me, which happens all the time, I will give you an example; there has been someone from Centrelink call-centre stalking me, and I go to put in a complaint about him, but my neighbours imply “it’s too late, you should have done it at the time it happened, which was several weeks ago.” OK, so how would my neighbors know if it’s too late, and as if it would be, one can put in a complaint at any time, and I did. I can give you another example, slightly different, when I was late at the Melbourne airport to catch my plane, there was a moment at the check-in where I was told it was probably too late, but I can check to see if the boarding gate is still open, so I was in sight of the gate, and there was suddenly an old man, in his 40’s or 50’s probably, beckoning me to run so as not to be late, but then I could see next to him, the gate was already shut, fuck people are weird; so that guy was an opportunistic arshole, who wanted to see me panic and run only to find out that I was too late after all. I hope he gets cancer and dies. As I was writing this story, and thinking there is a lot of evil, the words ‘Evil Knievel’ popped into my head, and I remember from the 80s, this real show, I think it was American, starring a daring bike rider called Evil Knievel, and all the kids, the little boys, thought he was soooo cool, and wanted to be just like evil Knievel and ride a motorbike. I think Evil Knievel is responsible for this retarded behaviour in grown man today, it’s like those idiots are a by-product of Evil Knievel. Do you see entertainers; how you have to be responsible. They copy everything. 18. Nurses Force Feeding Patients I have written about this on my About Page Blog, but the lack of common sense found within the female dominated health sector is so bad, I am compelled to write a separate story for this topic. They still use disgraceful ‘Nazi’ ‘Gestapo’ tactics to power trip over victims. What happens is force-feeding in mental health wards, and those nurses don’t do it by pinning patients down and shoving food down their throat, they do it with ‘pressure’ involving looks/stare, threatening remarks and humiliation. And if one nurse can’t get the patient to comply, then 4 or 5 nurses will ‘chime’ in, and kind of gang up on the person (adult) to get them to comply (exactly like how a pack of dogs targets its prey). It’s my experience if a person is stressed then they won’t be hungry anyway, and their digestion won’t be working properly - it’s best that they calm down before they eat with a night’s sleep -these nurses don’t seem to know about this simple fact. Or well, their motivation is a powertrip, and NOT what’s best for the patient. And their victims are adults and can make their own decisions when it comes to food. This is a form of abuse. They know, say, speech impediments are a direct result of using humiliation tactics to manipulate a person, {usually a child, as they are easier to dominate than an adult, but these nurses and Dr’s have found a legal way to humiliate and victimize adults}. Plus, they don’t seem to be aware of the ‘reverse psychology’ effect that happens when you tell someone what do to, especially amongst a rebel type personality or an elderly patient who is often in the reverse, so at age 80 they might think that they’re actually age 7, and if you tell them what to do, their childish instincts will come back and they think, we’ll I’m not going to do it then. (Having said that about childish instincts, most adults that cross my path are still like that, even a nice (very smart) Dr I saw years ago about my arthritis; I knew at the time I had a slight temperature, and after she took a reading, she was reluctant to tell me what it was, because indeed I did have a slight temperature, I had to pry it out of her, because she did not want me to be right, because I was sooo sure I was right – and she gets to make the diagnosis, not the patient! – see, rebel personality!) So, if you just give patients some free reign and let them be who they are, things will work out. (Same with raising kids btw, this is the very reason why there is a huge network of petty crime; these over controlled over disciplined kids, over ‘yelled’ ats, grow up to jump on the first rebellious band wagon they come across, which in Australia is petty crime – huge network, akin to the fight club in the movie FightClub, only petty theft is the chosen activity.) Why I, a MOP, (member of the public) has to spell these things out to the so-called trained professionals is very worrying. (Btw, I believe they are trying to get hospitals now to be more ‘health’ conscious about the food they dish up.) I can’t believe places like this are still in operation. Change only comes about from naming and shaming; Bundaberg mental health hospital staff - Manager: Katie Rogers. Teresa, Annette, Katherine, Zuchina, Dr Ali Alitaie, Dr Alex MClymont, Rosalind, Reggie, Dr Menosha, Lisa, Fred, John, Karen, Shas gee, Maureen, and the safety nurse whose name I never got, (she force feeds people, god help her is she has kids, in fact god help all the kids of the women that work there, they are all totally dysfunctional, and I suspect that is the very reason they work there – they are the ones with mental problems) -those staff can’t help anyone, if you are not feeling 100%, take matters into your own hands, no one else knows what is best for you. Sometime after I have written about that mental health ward, 2 of the nurses that work there have been charged for unwarranted medication against patients. I have heard that nurses in hospitals use the same tactic if a patient is winging, or they just don’t like them, or are afraid of them (all the poor men with tattoos- you had better watch out – silly twits (male and female) get afraid over nothing, so tattoos would be very scary for them) Although, there was a Dr that I witnessed, who was the main guilty person, who ‘sets’ the bar so to speak amongst the nurses, - it is her you have to get, her name was Menosha. I would like to touch on that “setting the bar” issue, as this happens a lot in life, I’ve noticed. It’s like people can’t seem to respond in their own language and ways, they have to take cues from the person they’re speaking to, so if I’m speaking in a nice pleasant manner to the person, they are going to speak back in a nice pleasant manner. If I speak with a hint of sarcasm, intern the person I’m speaking to, will speak with sarcasm. The same with any other array of emotions like anger, hostility, “sneakiness” or even if I use an accent like slang, or certain body language. It’s bizarre and happens all the time. It’s like everything you do is mirrored back to you all the time. So particularly a DR and someone in a position of power, somebody that is looked up to, they have to be especially good, and set a good example. And I noticed after writing about force feeding, there are certain types of people out there, who are trying to also force feed women, by using images of food (they heard that being overweight actually increases breast size, so they have an extra motivation to manipulate women in to being fat. STOP DOING THAT OR YOU WILL GO TO HELL. 19. Gunnedah Landcare and Brandan Story Gunnedah Landcare refused to serve me because I was a single woman. I suspect the person in question, was the ‘dogs’, who drive a white SUV, are afraid I’m going to seduce and whisk away, was the owners son, who is probably the owner himself now, Josh, and, is also probably married now. I went to horticultural school with him, and he used to ‘use, as a tool’ the slightly retarded boy - his mother told everyone he was retarded, (his mum was doing the course aswell) although I do not believe that he was retarded in anyway, aside from being slightly socially retarded and slightly deluded about other people who he held in awe. So, Josh, would use this boy for reflective purposes, to basically have a go at me – verbally disrespectful – he would ‘egg’ him on’ - this happens to me a lot, see another example in my “water cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery” photo story. It’s amazing what people get up to when they think no one is watching. Usually, it’s woman I have this kind of problem with, older arshole woman using younger woman in the same manner, but not this time. Josh was an arsehole because that’s what arseholes do, and they’re the worst kind of arseholes, because they’re cowards. So, you see little girl in white SUV, there’s not a chance in hell that I’ll be seducing your husband and running off with him. Wake up stupid bimbos. You may have been fooled by your man, but I certainly was not. That boy Brandan, I was advised he had Asperger’s disease, and I don’t know if you’re familiar with the French language, but Asperger is the French word for asparagus. So, I’m thinking the doctors have encountered someone like Brandan and put their hands up in the air and said “fucked if we know what’s wrong, we’ll just call it Asperger’s”. Or maybe it’s related to eating too much asparagus each spring when it is abundant! who knows the thoughts of people who try to be funny, or try to ‘box up’ people who they don’t quite understand, as to why they don’t function exactly the same as everybody else. Although my personal opinion of him was one of an environmental circumstance, I could see even though he didn’t speak much, he certainly wasn’t stupid, he paid attention, and could read the situation. He was raised by his mother only, no father, so no strong leadership or discipline, and I would say limited social interactions especially when he was younger, and thus limited skills in this area as a result. Although if you read my blog, I often talk about sleeping beauty syndrome amongst women, I’d say he would be suffering from this as well, especially when around other boys who are bigger better stronger faster, and I personally believe this is not a direct lack of brain cells or function, but maybe a lack of stimulation and empowerment; as kids need to be woken up with encouragement, excitement, activity, inspiration and restraint. And I know the women in Gunnedah, tend to raise their kids in a Conservative manner, so basically their kids end up pretty much oppressed, and as a result, they act up, in rebel mode, in situations when they think nobody‘s watching, it’s like they do the opposite of what they’ve been ‘trained’ not to do, as a direct result of a ’leash’ that has been too tight in one or more areas. Giving a child the ability to make the correct decisions and be responsible, is something a lot of parents don’t know how to do and it’s the most important one. Infact often when I encounter teenage boys, my main mission is to get through to them how ‘useless’ girls are, so they in turn have to be the ‘responsible’ one, as most of them are deluded about girls, and think they are all the straight A teaches pet responsible type – and well at school they might be, but it all changes out in the real world, that’s why boys have to be the responsible type and not the rebel type – and once they understand this – life changing – they totally step up on the right path. I would also tell a young man, if he was thinking of asking a girl out, because he wanted to get ‘partnered up’. He ought to go and look at Adam Thomas’s youtube videos, and practice how to do Adams “desert” massage, {he calls any massage that is not specifically targeting an organ - a desert massage!lol}. The reason why I’m writing about this boy is because I suspect he has been another one of the people who have been harassing me particularly online, I can’t say for certain if it’s him, but it’s someone who goes by the name of Brandan, and if it is not Brandan from horticulture, then it’s someone who wants me to think it is, and I would say, write about Brandan, so this is the Brandan story. 20. Pervert Dogs Trying to make Women who they think inferior to them, Feel Guilty Enough! Fuck off you stupid bitch. I’m goddamn sick and tired of having these stupid little nonthinking pervert monkeys on my back; fuck off and get a life, mind your own business, you are not welcome in my life. Stop trying to make me feel guilty, about things you have absolutely no understanding off, you stupid little girl. This revolting person has been trying to do this for 20 years, they are truly evil and should be shot, I would gladly do it, maybe then I would actually have something to feel guilty about, but I doubt it. Also this reminds me of behaviour from some marriages, where, before she married, perhaps before they met, she had a relationship/s with other men, and the husband constantly reminds her about the relationship, and teases her - it’s just another disgusting form of bullying and revolting antagonistic behaviour by someone trying to dominate the relationship, and most likely a drunk. This is exactly what those stupid bitches are trying to do; get it through your thick bimbo heads; we are not in a relationship. 21. Widow Pension OMG, COME ON!! I have just discovered this. This is a payment given by Centrelink to ANY woman who was married, but their husband died. It is the most sexist thing I have heard of, after unequal pay for same work. Its like the government is saying “well, you, got married to man, and for doing that, after he dies, when you are single again, we will support you with a generous fortnightly pension, so you don’t have to worry, and be treated like unemployed scum, like all the other single ladies get treated”. I can’t believe they do this. I am single, I have never married, and I am pretty sure I would have way more ‘societal’ problems than a woman who is a Mrs. Infact I know I do, if you have read my Blog – Single Lady Persecution – you will see that I do. So, if that woman is entitled to pension for now, being single – GUESS WHAT, so should I be. Stupid and unfair Australian government. I would go further and state most women by the age 40 – are a right off, they can no longer work due to femine body weakness, yet Pension age is not until 65. So why is that? What are they meant to do in that time between 40 and 65 if they are not married to a rich husband? This current society still does not have common sense. Btw, don’t think that a wife won’t send her husband off to a fake war in the hopes he gets ‘off’d’ and she can get the Widow Pension. Real. And, since I know of 2 women who receive a disability pension, and have no disability, but after getting to know the personality of such women, those women have certain traits, like being easily used and manipulated, will not cause any problems or question anything, will lie in order to aide oneself; it those traits that make them the perfect Centrelink recipient – dogs. You know if I were selling an item, but thought the item crap, there is no way I would lie to the customer and state this is the best item ever, you should buy it – but disability pensioners, are those women who do just that. Liars. In Australia it does not pay to have morals – it is a weak country. I want to add to above when I said treated as an employed scum, - such an irony, because there’s so many industries, receiving government grants or subsidies, way more than unemployment totals WAY MORE. I’ve heard of some farming families, receiving $20,000 a year, total subsidies, so that doesn’t include the profits from what they actually grow. So, you see, those people are just the same as someone receiving unemployment benefit. The only difference being they are greedier and have worked out a way to legally steal money. AND THE STUPID BANKS recognize them as responsible and someone on unemployment as unresponsible. Such irony. It does not pay to have morals in this country. 22. More Bloody Beepers, I am never going to be friends with you, stupid girl When you fight with someone you are wanting to enter into a relationship with them. YOU ARE NOT WELCOME IN MY LIFE. Someone in this direction beeped at me. I had just stopped at the post box to post letters and sure enough someone beeped again, they beeped at me last time I was at the post box, they beeped at me just after I got fuel the other day. In fact, whenever I go into Sarina, and where ever I’ve been in my past - they beep me. I have actually seen 3 of my neighbours beeping at me while I’ve been parked here, so possibly it is one of my neighbours following me down town – that’s what my neighbours at Kookaburra Park did, stalk me where ever I went! Sickoessss. I don’t recognise any of those cars at Sarina, and it could’ve been someone from behind the trees on the other side of the road beeping, who knows, who cares about stupid people who beep, just go away. You’re a nuisance. They also beep whenever I talk to someone on the phone – they drive past on the hwy and beep outside the unit????? Twice this morning again. And by the way, I believe someone read this, and said well why don’t you ask them nicely instead of swearing and being angry, and I would like to point out - it’s not up to me to sweet talk some arsehole who has been, and still is harassing me, – and knows perfectly well their behaviour is INTOLERABLE. It’s exactly the same thing if, there were two people standing side-by-side and one of them was smacking the other on the head with a stick, and the other person being hit, was screaming at them black and blue, to stop, and telling them to fuck off. And then someone coming along and observing the 2 in the situation, and saying to the person who was being beaten up “well you should ask nicely, and don’t swear”. Can you not see your condescending absurdity in asking me to be polite, to a criminal cretin who is being an ugly unlawful perpetrator - it’s the most ridiculous argument I have ever encountered, and the person who said that, you are so stupid you should never speak, ever again. BIMBO HOUSEWIVE I BET. Btw, I had the same response from some arsehole (it could have been the same stupid bitch) from Agnes Water, when I was on the Facebook forum, telling people about how I had someone in a plane harassing me, and spraying toxic poisons over me, they saw the letter that I wrote to the authorities about it, and said I should’ve been more “sweeter”. IDIOT And btw, my neighbours now are using kookaburra sounds on a sound blaster (like the ones radio people use) instead of yelling out as much. I mean, it may actually be kookas, they are around this area, but is it a coincidence that they go off every time when a girl in a white car turns up here? The sound is coming from the shed that has appeared at the front of the neighbours place, and also at the very back of their place? 23. Finally Saying Something about the Antagonistic Moral-Less TV Industry Advertising People who Hound Me So, the other day I went to sit down and eat my lunch, and watch some funny cat videos on You tube, they started with these very 2 offensive adds, which I suspect they can now target individual browsers, as I certainly have not seen those 2 adds before or since. And this reminded me of one of the reasons I no longer watch commercial TV, the antagonistic moral-less advertising people doing predatory offensive adds. Could all the ADD people from YouTube – who, I suspect maybe the same ones as from Channel 7 GO AWAY, leave me the hell alone you perverts. You do not get to decide what I watch and when. Comprehende? Who do you think you are? Get the hell out of my living room. (I really love YouTube, just not the pervs) AND you must obviously be adults who needs to be reined in by a parental authoritarian, so consumers don’t get so offended and riled up by your antics of such juvenile antagonistic and DEPRAVED behaviour. Grow up and get some morals. And while I’m at it, this reminds me, another thing those same people seem to do, and have done so for many years now, it is, they do something which does not quite make sense, then sign “you gotta start again” they have done it so many times, I no longer pay attention, but I remember Rove McManus started doing this years ago on his show, he was the first, but it seems now he has a whole lot of retarded monkey copycats. I notice, since I no longer watch Commercial TV, (since they have “teleban” me!! Lol – NOT FUNNY {little girls playing the exclusion game, channel 7 especially - they don’t want me watching to see what’s going on, like, between the lines, the actual truth, and tell everyone on my blog}) -it’s computer nerds who also have found a way to do it. They all seem to need to be literally told to vamoose - get it through your thick little heads, stop harassing me and leave me alone. Plus, I have no idea what they’re talking about, or what I should be starting again? If anyone wishes to discuss this with me in a respectful manner instead of doing DISRESPECTFUL SIGNS, (who are the only people that seem to find themselves clever, amusing or fun), why don’t you contact me? Run boy Run. Coward – the irony of it. And btw, whatever you are talking about and constantly repeating: I’m not going to be starting again, I don’t have to start again, or do anything that you desire. Comprehende? I’m living my life the way I see fit, and some overcontrolling wannabe invisible big brother sister, does NOT get a say in it. Only if I were married would I consider advice from another person, everybody else; my life is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. I am the one that would know best about my life, better than you, I have had 49years of experience. Quite frankly, the fact that you’re still doing it after all these years tells me, that you do not actually have anything really important to say at all, you are just a pathetic attention seeker harasser who thinks oneself as a clever know it all. You are not my personal dictator, dumbass. And get lost Toyota ADD people, you are way too cocky and your cars aren’t even that good. You have created nazi cars -trying to take the control away from the person driving, and in the process, made the whole experience not actually work properly. And WAY TO SLOW on EV mode. (I don’t know how that last sentence got there, I have never driven a car with EV mode, nor do I know anyone with an EV…...) J but I will leave it there, its prob true. lol I know for a fact, that these people, have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with me, (just slightly), and these people have money, serious money. And I suspect it is them who arrange all the cars to follow me when I go out anywhere. Even in a remote spot, I would have at least 10 to 15 people who present themselves around me or infront of me, so that I would have to speak to at least 1 or 2. Sometimes they drive up to me and stare, or get out of their car and just stare at me, - very common, has happened to me all my adult life, but does not happen every time I go somewhere, just mostly, and somewhere good, means more people, but say somewhere mundane like the post office, only 1 or 2 people! But then what always happens, is after the strange people have all finally left, and it is back to being quiet and peaceful, somebody (I have no idea who) apologises to me. Every time. I have no idea why they arrange for 10-15 people to stare at me, or then why they’re apologising for it – EVERYTIME. But why they continue to keep doing it, when they just always apologies for it? it makes NO SENSE. I CAN ASURE you I deeply resent having 10-15 follow me to a spot, then simply stare at me. It is really stupid and annoying, and it would fall under the category of harassment. I didn’t have time to get a screenshot of the exact two offending ads on YouTube, that really annoyed me at the time, when I wanted to watch a cat video, and I suspect I won’t see them again. So I just made a little collage of an annoying thing on YouTube, so you get the gist. Btw, I do not know anyone associated with YouTube, aside from of course all the videos that I watch that random brilliant people upload. So, I don’t know any computer people who run it, who founded it or are admin or associated with YouTube at all. None. I don’t know anyone at all. So, all of them are complete strangers. If you want to obsess about someone, I suggest you get a wife or husband and obsess about them. And, as you know from my blog I’ve been ban from heaps of social media sites, but, YouTube hasn’t ban me, and I notice people are looking at my vids. But if I make comments below on certain someone’s video, they pick and choose what they will show to the public. For instance, a printer video showing how to refill ink cartridges (instead of replacing the whole cartridge) saving you a lot of money; I made the comment that Canon have figured out how to stop people from doing this by putting a computer chip in the ink cartridges, which I was outraged by, and expressed so in the comment, politely. Plus mentioned people ought to buy the Epsom refillable printer where ink cartridges don’t even exist (all you have to do is tip the ink in a little slot when it runs low saving about $50-$90 every three months). And so that comment was not shown by YouTube See what mongrels there are on the Internet. It is no longer FreeSpeech anywhere. 24. Finally, I see, Someone Else can See, how Wrong that Industry is This woman (Elenor Riese) died from the medication TREATMENTS, that so called ‘mental health ward’ staff, force on to people, mostly woman, who, they want to play cat and mouse games with. That screen shot is from the movie “55 steps” with Hilary Swank and Helena Bonham Carter, with the biography portraying an American civil rights lawyer trying to get them to stop FORCING patients to take their medication. In Australia – they still force medications, on involuntary patients. STUPID, those staff are murderers. The woman on the right is a real-life hero woman named Collett Hughes, who is a lawyer, and is aware of the injustice that is going on in mental health institutes. As far as I know, she’s the only person that is aware of the injustice. She is trying to do something about it. It was portrayed in the movie that she got them to stop forcing patients to use antipsychotic medications, however they still do this in Australia, so I’m not sure whether she actually won or not, it was not clear. It is said after the movie, she focused on trying to get mental health wards to stop restraining patients in isolation. There was a line in the movie that really resonated with me it was when the lawyer was discussing the case with her colleague and noted that Elena had realized what was happening to her body due to the medication; it was killing her, and she was so furious about it she was willing to fight with a lawyer to get them to do something about it. This is how I feel about my life and what I’m trying to betray on my blog, the injustice of all the thefts, the rich people in society who like to play cat and mouse games, and try and inflict pain and injuries, and fear on other people, the stalking and harassment, the centerlink cunts.…all causing stress. Then including my seven-day forced lock up in a mental health ward to “determine whether I was crazy or not”, so many injustices, and so many things out of my control - all accumulating into making me furious, especially, how all those people just get away with it, and what’s more most of them think that they’re “helping”, like those stupid mental health workers in in this movie who have ended up killing Elenor Riese with their stupid money-making medications. 25. Hollywood Movie Copycats re Milk story When that movie Fight Club came out, and, for many years after; the whole of Gunnedah was copying it. There were made up fights breaking out, there was contaminated food left right and centre. It was truly a disgusting time in the history of Gunnedah, and in my opinion the beginning of the demise of Gunnedah. When I left in 2018, everybody in Gunnedah hated everybody and all the retailers were stealing and overcharging, it was really a horrible place to live, and I believe there was a mass exodus, with people coming to the realisation and that there are far better places to live, not only culturally but weatherwise too! Do you see that milk seal, this is what Coles had to do, to stop young people who work in the milk industry from contaminating the milk. They are disgusting (not to mention stupid). Every single milk that I would receive from the supermarket (around 2015) had already been opened, there was definite sabotage going on, and one of the sons from one of their local milk companies was harassing me, and so this is what Coles have to do now, to their milk, so to make sure it doesn’t get tampered with. You know, the Dutch dairy farmers have invented something called “Fierljeppen”, which basically translates to River Pole Vaulting. So that’s what those farmers get up to in their spare time; come up with ways to jump the little rivulets that run through their farms, and they turned that game into a National sport. Compare them to the Australian farmers; you can really see how backwards Australians are, can’t you? Shame on Australian dairy farmer mothers for rearing backwards kids. This Australian behaviour is not going to change unless it’s talked about and dealt with (you idiots in charge who don’t have the guts to talk about this bogan behaviour). So, stop banning me from social media and let me get on with doing what needs to be done, so Australians can evolve into a somewhat “unretarded” nation. {That includes the Australian police; get off your arse and stop worrying so much about comradery, stop using the law to destroy people‘s lives, instead of getting rid of the real “Bogans”.} 26. Basic Consumer laws being Flaunted by Chinese seller This PayPal seller , is one of those dodgy sellers on Pinterest, who advertisers’ popular products for only $26, then later states; actual cost is 10 x that amount. She is dishonest, and she may or may not be aware, that it is against the law to sell like that. Products must be sold as advertised cost. You cannot deliberately deceive the customer like that. She sounds like she is from China – where they do not have any consumer laws. So could someone please tell her, what she is doing is against the law. And I know, nobody in Australia would do a dishonorable thing like that, otherwise, they would have the Department of Consumer Laws, on their back. I believe there have been victims, who have paid the $26, and have not received any product. 27. Scam Podcasts Podcasts are a total scam, they’re all about product placement, and they have your IP address, and they know what you’ve downloaded, and who you are, so there will be targeted ads for you - they are sneaky bitches who are masters of manipulation. (Except ofcourse, Stuff You Should Know). I should mention this was back in 2015 or so, when there were hardly any podcasts back then. I was advised there are 1000s and 1000s now. But oh, I did have a problem with the bimbo dogs – they couldn’t but help themselves when they knew I was listening, to insert irresistible product placement Greedy Bloody Women. I can’t listen to podcasts unless the podcast is male, or joint both – yinyang, but certainly not any that are solely run by female – so disappointing. ☹️ 28. Raised Toilet for Adults, with Bidet and Dry Cloths New rental, new toilet set up!! Gone is my compost loo, but now, it is quite nice at night in the dark, when I get up in the middle of the night…not to have to worry about compost bugs biting my butt! I have arthritis in both of my knees (and fluid on one of them, whatever that means), So the issue I was facing was pain when I stood from a seated position, including the loo. For some reasons the toilets in Queensland are really low, and one has to squat to sit on one. They are quite4 absurd: built for little girls only. So, I have raised my loo by 15cm. 15cm! I did it with my old wooden toilet seat – 5cm, then, with a Homecraft Raised Toilet Seat – 10cm. So much better, so easy now. Why don’t they make all toilets this size in the first place!! I recall visiting a public toilet in a park in Bundaberg last year, and OMG, it was like the ladies’ loo was built for a 5yr old little girl – setting a new record in how low can a toilet go. Tiny teeny, ridiculousness! Such wishful thinking on behalf of some pedophile council worker in charge of toilet blocks. So then on mine, I attached my handheld bidet, I use it with cotton dry cloths instead of toilet paper - NO TOILET PAPER, less trees to cut, and soo clean – BRILLIANT! Quite frankly, I seriously don’t know how so many households in Australia survive without a bidet. After being totally used to using one now; at a new address, I had to ‘go‘ before I had a chance to install, (I was busting), so was forced to revert to old-fashioned ways and use the traditional Australian loo paper. And OMG! talk about awful! Without getting into too much detail, if you only use loo paper, you can still smell traces of urine. Like it’s 100 times more hygienic to use a bidet. 29. Sneaky Distraction Tactics to Win at Sports One time my sister and I decided to have a game of tennis. We went up to the local park that had at a tennis court (that anyone could play on - no charge, no one there to monitor it, - and what a really good idea ). So, we played. Now, while I did have tennis lessons when I was younger, I certainly didn’t claim to be proficient at tennis in anyway (chicken arms), and given my fairly uncompetitive nature, I expected my little sister to beat me easily. I wasn’t in it to win it. But what I noticed interestingly enough, as the tennis court was in a public area, there were specific people coming and going nearby, trying to distract me at key times, (yelling out, banging and tapping….) to try and get me to lose. I’m not even sure they would be friends of Penny’s, I’m thinking they were just dogs who play sides (I have mentioned them before, they were on Facebook too, they follow me, and are obsessed with me, and want me to lose in every situation. – unfortunatly not a figment of my imagination, and they have always been female, although this is changing). Then, there were other people, who could see the girls trying to make me lose, and they intern would try and stop them. At this point in my life, I know how rotten people are, so this kind of unsportsmanship like behaviour, didn’t surprise me at all. What did surprise me, was they thought I had a chance to beat my sister in the first place! Lol! And this reminds me of a story I saw on TV with a famous soccer player talking about what he did; A skilled soccer player, was about to shoot, had a clear shot into the goal. The goalie recognises the fact, that at that moment, the contest, was a battle of wills, because both of them were equally skilled, and so the goalie had to do something to interrupt the kickers train of concentration, and thought process, and imagery. So, he cleverly came up with a tactic to distract, and that was to do a little unusual dance just before the kicker made the kick. Goddamn sneaky, and smart, and very affective, and I wonder why nobody has thought of it before, albeit extremely sportsmanship like, but I guess when the steaks are several million dollars, players aren’t really thinking of sportsmanship like tactics. And another one, that I found extremely hilarious, {I was laughing about it for weeks}, and still do; a famous basketball player would use his “image transfer” skills, to show opponents he was going to take the ball left, but then in reality, he turned right!! So, they were already headed left, and he was off, clear path down the court!! Perfect use of his skill! For history buffs; James VI and I (King of Scotland), and VI King of England, and King James I of Ireland – {all the same person}, who wrote the book "Demonology", and caused unspeakable carnage for 100’s of women. YOU LOOSE. The intangible is not evil. 30. Bush Turkey at Sarina Can’t blame the Bush Turkeys. Why do the rail workers think it is perfectly acceptable to beep their train horns multiple times at 3:15 am in the morning? Yoo Hoo – IT IS NOT. They would wake up the whole small town of Sarina. Are they socially retarded? Yes, they are. And are they trespassing on all the sleeping citizens with their imposing behaviour. Yes, they are. {When I first heard them, I thought they must be beeping at all the wandering drunk loosers to get off the tracks. – 5 pubs in this small 5500 populated town. 5, 5 pubs.} Every night I am woken up, if it is not the rail workers, its something else – I am so sick of being disturbed during my sleep. (aaahh – yelling really really loudly) Finally after two years, I figured out a way to get rid of the train problem, and it was by simply stating on my blog, after I'd mentioned that I've been banned everywhere online, as bullies do not want the public to know what I have to say - so after that, I said “apparently the rail workers read my blog with great interest, and toot with every new story – they like to say whether they like they story or not like it!” and ever since I wrote that, I haven't heard a peep out of them! Lol Plus, I've just discovered my new thieving neighbours who have stolen food from me since when I was living at Colosseum/Miriam Vale, are moving in 2 months’ time - so thank goodness, because chain-smoking is truly disgusting. Every time they light up, and 1 is unemployed, so here all the time, bored and smoking, the smoke just comes directly into my carport area and then into my desk space, and kitchen, and then out through the toilet - it is truly disgusting. I have to hold my breath and race to shut the door. And I start coughing if I can’t hold my breath long enough. I mean talk about "poor conditions", and living in a "poor" area. In my opinion, this is truly the epitome of "poor" - having to put up with somebody else's chain-smoking smoke - it's disgusting. I put in a complaint to the real estate to extend the carport petition all the way to the roof, so the smoke wouldn't come in next door, they said no. In fact, they didn't even say no, they didn't bother getting back to me, and I had to ask them a couple of months later as to the outcome of my request. NO they said. Ray White Real Estate this is. Not sure if it is related to this smoke story, I suspect it is – old man related (socially retarded non-thinking old man who don’t like women related, rebellious kind, like maybe the kind you might find working on the railway? {Suck it up normal ones who work there, it’s for the greater good} ). So all next month, there was burning at night, every night, and it has been a putrid smell, of toxic plastic, so not bush fire smell. Absolute disgusting people burning off disgusting pollution. Perhaps I ought to have updated my blog with this story at the time….. I have had not had any more problems from the Bush turkeys digging up my plants after writing this either! Life Stories P17 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17 (this), LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

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'. I love it! Fantastic underwater shot of synchronised swimming in the 2016 Olympics 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. 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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....

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 to Sarina, QLD, 4737, and the thieving continues, and again with landlord / real estate harassment from yet another blonde Page 1 I have mentioned numerous times on my blog that I had little nasty female dogs who follow me around, and one of the things I've noticed they do, which I haven't commented on before, is they want to do everything I do, and copy everything I do, so if I send a reminder note to myself saying; take a photo of the Monstera, then the next day I noticed there's one or two girls standing out the front taking a photo of the Monstera. It's also the same with food, whatever I purchased they purchase. Whatever I cook, they want to cook. Whatever if I have, even something that is unique to me, then they'll try and steal it. This has got to be the most antagonistic facetious behaviour I can possibly ever imagine, and this stems from one reason, and one reason only, and that's from bimbo mothers having multiple kids, who can't look after them all properly. It's textbook, 101, ‘Third born syndrome’. At one point I found a little secret spot to hide my car keys, on the car, the spare one – you know, in case I ‘misplaced’ my keys or whatever, and of course I don't know what I was thinking, as the dogs see what I see. So there was a spate of situations whenever I went anywhere, I'd have my car broken in; dogs would just get my key from the secret spot and help themselves to whatever was in my car that tickled their fancy. So I finally realised that I could not have my secret spot anymore, as it was impossible to have a secret. I had to give it up. And next time I went out, was to this remote place, no one usually goes there, but low and behold, dogs turned up! I told you, everywhere I go, they follow me. She tried to break into my car but she couldn't because I had removed the key {she must not have seen the fact that I moved it for some reason?} She assumed that it was still there. And so she lost, big time, because that was her main reason for going there, to steal from me and HARASS ME VERBALLY from the bushes nearby. So suck shit ya stupid dog, you lost. {For some reason I kept thinking about a girl at school, after seeing that one, maybe she reminded me of Katie Williams from school? I didn’t really know her very well, but I don’t recall her having like a ‘childlike’ personality, like this girl who harasses me does - it’s such a dysfunction. I think this girl would probably have a screw loose, not quite right in the head. I've noticed too, over the years, and I don’t know whether it's the same blonde dog or a whole group of them - I suspect it's a group, because they're so persistent and they come up with new creative ideas on doing this (like a competition); they seem to frequently be doing a ‘sign’ for other people, other pervert dogs. And so I see their signs for other people, nasty signs, like dogs playing sides against me signs. As an example, sometimes they do “she’s rich” signs; I suspect that's why I have so many people stealing from me…. Oh, and the kilo bag of frozen fish, that was stolen out of my freezer (Feb 2024), - Lord knows how they got in to steel that, it was after my lock was fixed. The only way they could get in, is if they had a key. Could've been the landlord. Sometimes dogs do signs, after I discovered this fish stolen, they did one “we are not gonna stop stealing until I move”. Now, they've done this one before, and it's a little strange for me, because they steal from me whereever I go, and wherever I live, so the notion of moving , to stop the stealing is absurd. Do you hear that you stupid little absurd car hoon sign idiot. That car hoon reminds me of this documentary I saw, with this boy in Asia, who had a monkey on his shoulders, he was out in the street walking around thinking he was really cool, because he has this monkey on his head. That car hoon; I think that's how they must feel when they annoy the crap out of me, they think “look I've got my own personal monkey that I can torment, how cool am I!” Idiots. (Leave the monkeys alone). RTA's rule of Unnecessary and Invasive 3mnthly Rental Inspections 1. Blue Fringed Top STOLEN Stolen week 1 after I moved here. WEEK 1 This was a $5 cotton top from target, I put some fringe on it to ‘jazz’ it up. I used it to swim in, at MPB. I notice whenever I go to a different area, like a different town, something gets stolen out of my car, it’s happened 3 times now. I did venture over to Armstrong beach in the first week that I was here, and talked to a couple who lived in the house right next to the beach entrance, I’m guessing it had something to do with them?? {38 Melba St, Armstrong Beach QLD 4737} Someone implied it was stolen because someone was pretending to be me? Not really sure why anyone would pretend to be me. Maybe some stupid girl is now wearing it at MPB pretending to be me? Very odd. What the hell is wrong with people. I also note, last time I went to Armstrong beach, the local yobos come outside to beep their car horn and hoon around me, as I leave. Plus DOGS on PHONES. BOGANS – BUGGER OFF, you are not welcome in my life. A newspaper add I saw: Wanted: Christian vigilante, to seek revenge on thief/thieves. Must take everything of theirs, so they can know how it feels. 2. Glass Jar with Screws Stolen Large glass jar full of 'small to average' size screws, similar to these in the photo, but with green lid, STOLEN - I am thinking son of a bimbo mother stole them. The route of all problems in Australia – BIMBO MOTHERS I only noticed this gone after I had moved to Sarina, I think they were stolen here, but not 100% sure, it may have been taken at Kookaburra Park just before I left in the last stretch of packing, when they stole my cat carpet, rio rod, nat killer, wifi camera, pewter purse necklace…. This is HARASSMENT, actually, there are laws in Australia, to protect people from harassment (read photo story 16 on my About page) It is also is in violation of the landlords promise stated in the lease “landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment for tenants” 3. Last Minute Desperate Theft Raid On My Stuff Before I Moved My cats skinny roll of carpet used on top of a ramp, Full glass jar of smallish screws Mosquito bits 2 Metal whisks Rio rod 4m long one Wifi Camera I had Chime listed too, but actually today as I reupload my Blog, I can’t remember about a Chime? I still have 2 chimes today. 1 was stolen at Colosseum, but I cannot remember another one? kookaburra Park was my old address at 7/4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road Gin Gin, QLD. They were stolen by my neighbours who were watching me pack them, and who wanted to steal them, and so did, those neighbours also followed me up here and waited till I discovered that they were stolen, and then they drove past my house and beeped. Plus they had a little boy from across the road yell out, and a little girl from across the other side, yell out - this happens every time they steal something; it is there stupid game, they have no FUEL OR MOTIVATION, IT’S JUST what they do; they are fucking retarded. Stop involving me in your stupid lives. It was stolen while I was relocating – it would have been stolen by my landlord and her neighbour friends there, Catie Rogers, and Sharon Millet and Win Hoerr, and Teagan Goodall. None of these people have been convicted of a theft by the hopeless Gin Gin police, Sharon Morgan. I hope the people responsible for stealing it, get cancer and die. The person who stole it is friends with Catie Rogers my old landlord, and my neighbours at kookaburra Park. They are all thieving little dogs, and they think it’s a game. And whenever they steal something (literally hundreds of items stolen from me over many years), someone buys my seeds; I’ve just received two orders for $50. Is the person who’s buying my seeds, trying to compensate in someway? Is it some thieving dogs husband who’s knows that his wife is a little thief, and so he’s trying to make up for it? Someone told me the majority of women that get married are the stupid ones, because they literally can’t function without a husband. I’m not just talking about money, I’m talking about how to think, and get through the day - they just can’t do it on their own. So if they’re that bloody hopeless, then stealing from someone like me, who is single and an obvious target, is the least of what they would do. It is extraordinary, I have found, if there’s a man hanging around, they won’t come near me; women, you’re such fucking little cowards. The sad thing is, its bimbos getting married and having kids, which perpetuates the whole cycle of bimbos - it’s very disturbing, and I think the government should intervene, “no more bimbos breeding” Anyway, do they think the seeds just magically appeared in my seed supply cupboard? Did they not think about all the years and hours of backbreaking work it took me, to plant, grow, and collect the seed, from all of those plants? You are not making up for it. You and your family are responsible for stealing my property, and you will be held accountable. (obviously you’re not concerned about being held accountable by fierce and scary little me,) But you do have to be concerned, because you will have to answer, just not to me. HA Oh, I suspect my landlord‘s friend Winfried Hoerr, because: when I first moved in, it was him who showed me around the house and Park, turns out he helped my landlord Cate Rogers and the builder David Hooker, build it. So, he was showing me the car port which was scaffolding with chicken wire on it, and he made a comment that I could put up my shade cloth over the carport, but I had not mentioned to him that I had shade cloth, so how did he know that I had shade cloth? And also later on, Cate Rogers threw a little hissy fit about my pool, and said that I was meant to put in my pool. So, I’m thinking these two people (in their 50’s) are good friends from school, and knew my situation and all the stuff that I owned from my previous farm house at Rangari, and my inheritance, and that’s why they wanted me to live there, so that I would use all my farm equipment that I had from a previous house on their house (!) And this further confirms my suspicions that Cate Rogers is not her real name (I mean it might be) but she looks very much like this girl Wainberg, a sister of my friend Rachael, and I had a few problems with this girl, in Sydney, she has certain feminine gifts about her that enables her to use people and manipulate, other women in particular (sleeping beauties), I saw her manipulate her sister, my friend. Unfortunately I can’t remember her name. But I had definite problems with controlling women following me around in North Sydney at the time, they were chastising me (from afar, as always, cowards) about the clothes I was wearing, and just a few other things that were going on at that particular time in my life, I believe they delude themselves that they’re “helping”. Wainberg girl may have had something to do with that? And I have written before in my blog that when I was in Tamworth once at the Art Gallery, and was being victimised in a bad bullying situation, that guy Winfried Hoerr, I’m pretty sure, it was him, that I saw with a group of women who were all involved, (involving hiding all the toilet paper, and getting women in the art gallery to verbally abuse me). Also, I mentioned before in my blog that Winfried Hoerr, I suspect was the guy, who used to hang out in the new NEGS library, to chat up all the girls. He would’ve been in his 20s then. It’s a bit hard to describe their actions, but I suspect, those 2 Cate and Winfried Hoerr are good friends, and work together to do evil together, as a fun hobby for themselves. I had a lot of thefts at kookaburra Park, and I suspect Winfried Hoerr, and Cate was protecting him. I think Winfried Hoerr used to go by the name of “the little boy” (I recall Heath Barwick used to go by that name as well, a self-declared “little boy”; when I went over there initially, he showed me his remote-control toy car. I believe that behaviour in adulthood is due to tight arse parents not buying their kids toys, which most likely would be a direct result of having more than one or two. I believe he has four other siblings: which totally explains it.) And what do you know at my new address, across the road, what problems I am having? a little boy harassing me. Sounds like a little boy, of course it could be a woman, there are a lot of women who sound like little boys, you know, along the lines of Bart Simpson, and over my whole life it is mainly women who have been the biggest bane of my life, not little kids. But does anyone have my neighbours phone number? I want to text them and ask if their son is spastic? He seems to be allowed outside in the afternoons, and in his play time, he spends it mostly screaming (like a girl I might add), occasionally I can hear him screaming out my name “Emily” (ofcourse it might be a different Emily, but as it often coincides with me going outside, I wouldn’t think so) Obviously he some issues, I would say, underlying ‘sleeping beauty’ problems. He or is mum or dad or, I think I can hear an older sibling too? Beep their car horn at me when I am outside or have my door open. Do you think this qualifies as a noise complaint for the police to handle? I do, this is harassment. And do you think one of them sits in their car all afternoon long waiting for a chance to beep their horn, or do they race out? Or do they have an app on their phone they can press and it plays beep sounds?? I believe there is also a child who lives directly across the road, he does it too – they both do it. Since I wrote this, and put it online, a bit later – they have pretty much stopped this behaviour. Anyway, those two, Catie Rogers and Winfried Hoerr, have not been convicted of any thefts. The local police would be completely clueless about those two, and have no idea of their capabilities, and would assume them innocent, and me crazy. Such is the stupidity of the Police. BTW, Cate Rogers implied if I told anyone what she gets up to, she would tell people I am crazy, as she thinks she has ‘credibility’ as she did a counselling course at uni (what a scam btw, that was, I saw her thesis, what a total scam those universities are, handing out accreditations to anyone, honestly, whole other story on my photostory; “I thought my 10mx10m fruitfly netting had been stolen, but then remembered a gumtree person took it for $35”) But for real, she threatened to have me locked up in a mental ward if I exposed her, I still have all the emails from her. This is what I have to say and I’m saying it. BEEP BEEP Oh, you poor little thing, did I lose some friends, am I not popular now? too fucking bad, this is what I have to say and I’m saying it. 4. Small Nutribullet Cup with Handle STOLEN, and new Bungalow built for the sole purpose of neighbour harassment- built by rich evil dogs Cup taken from here at new address at Sarina, after relocating from Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin; I say that because, I acquired this cup for free; when I was living at kookaburra Park; there was a community center in the middle of the park, an area under a roof with mail lockers, a blackboard, and pin board, plus you could leave things that you don’t want but still have use, a lot of people ‘donated’ things they no longer wanted to the community – it was a great idea, items were allways quickly snapped up. One day, someone had left a nutribullet cup, so I had taken it, and had used it for the last 2yrs. But it was taken from my unit at Sarina. I believe whoever left it, took it back; as in, an Indian Giver. And whoever this person is, is a hoon that follows me around in their car, looking for opportunities to steal. I don’t know why the police don’t do anything about the hoons. It’s like so obvious, that they’re the thieves. Also, I noted around the time it was taken, in the vacant lot next door, in front of the neighbours at 108 (apparently no 102), a little bungalow suddenly appeared with a whole lot of banging and tapping {similar to the sounds I would hear from the neighbour at kookaburra Park Gin Gin from the old man who lived in the first lot on the corner, as you came in, with a big garden; he used to fly a pirate flag - so obvious arse. Plus, I’m pretty sure he used to yell out and make dog noises at me. Here are google map screenshots showing before I moved in and after I moved in. So, I suspect whoever built that bungalow is really dodgy, and possibly, multiple people from kookaburra Park come up and stay in it occasionally, and whenever they do, I have items stolen. This neighbour harassment is a pattern now by stupid non thinking evil dogs who have no thoughts of their own – remember I mentioned on my Blog, the little house at Ivans the mechanic in Henry st; dogs used to go there and verbally harass me from it too. That house was later bulldozed. I wasn't there the day it was bulldozed, maybe someone actually saw what was going on and put in a complaint? - finally decided to do something about the harassment? Well, that'll be a first for Gunnedah, someone actually doing something about the dogs. Maybe Ivan just needed more space. I will include it again too. It has taken me quite some time to come to this conclusion; I went round there one day (it is a fair drive, not just go next door), after some peculiar activities involving car horns, coinciding with whenever they could hear me, and when I went round there, sure enough there was someone sitting in a beach chair right next to his car, which was open, and he must’ve just been leaning across every so often and tooting his horn, in nuisance manner. I didn’t recognize whoever it was, but I was 25m back, I thought I didn’t feel like a could go up to close - I actually do not want to go up to close to this imbecile, I do not wish to have any interactions with such a stupid thieving dog, or encourage them, in any way. The police have advised me that in the future they will handle it, I just have to let them know when they’re there and harassing me in the future. I moved shortly after. But every address I go to, same thing. I find it strange how I can see the dogs, but no one else can. You’re all blind as bats. I found at one address, whatever I write about on my blog that day (I try to update my blog every day), the landlord's son in his 20’s, copies what I have written about; so, if I say I've got dogs making loud noises upon exiting the house, (like what happened at kookaburra Park), then all of that day, that's what the son will do. And it was possibly him and his mates that took the boat out when I was at the beach one day, and placed objects in the current so that they would come directly to me, thinking they’re really clever, and with using big clumps of seaweed as a pretend crocodile - in order to give me a fright! I find this is a really common thing for men in their 20s: they like to scare women, and not just practical jokes, but like really scare women, they really want to intimidate them, and oppress them, in this manner - it's a misogynistic thing, sometimes a tactic of narcissists to try to control and manipulate. I believe it’s quite disgusting, and one of the reasons why women should have no problems dealing with the “psychological barrier” of being single. Hey little boy, I'm not like your mother, you can't treat me that way. 5. Eucalyptus woodwardii seed stolen, March 2022, from inside my locked house. These seeds were stolen just after I uploaded my photo story for this particular species. I will put it here again below. They were stolen by somebody in cahoots with my neighbours at 108 Range Road Sarina, they are dogs who follow me around - female dogs. I mean, I tell them to rack off, but they still keep following me around - they’re wrong in the head. I’ve had other seeds stolen, but some of them they have been returned after I posted a picture of them, so maybe these seeds will be returned too? (I sell these seeds for $17.00 a pkt) so, literally 100 of $ worth stolen. Every plant species I sell, has a story, this is woodwardii’s; Every time I sell a seed packet of this particular species, I am reminded of the Gunnedah bullybitches; I saw this tree growing on a street in Gunnedah (Borthistle Road), they were inside and outside, a property, that was abandoned for quite some time and was up for sale. As this tree tickled my fancy, with its lovely upright drooping habit, and silvery white stem, I phoned the Real estate on the gate, to find out whose property it was, as they probably planted those trees and would know what they were. This by the way, was a time before Facebook, when if you want something identified you just have to put a picture up of it on Facebook, and there are people who love playing the ‘ID this tree game’, and will name it in a flash - God bless those people. (Although since I have been ban – I can no longer have quick ID access L). But, so, I called the Real Estate, and OMG, what a bunch of stupid bitches - it was truly like talking to bitchy zombie bimbo heads who kind of refused to tell me the owner, but they didn’t say that they wouldn’t tell me the owner, or why, they just came up with bimbo nonsense gobblygook. Those condescending girls should be shot they are not worthy of planet earth, and are ANTI-TREES, and ANTI-HELPFUL. Anyway, I did collect the seeds (from the ones on the street, ofcourse, and NOT the ones on the private property – actually the gate was locked, there was no entrance to the property). I grew a tree from the seeds, at Rangari garden. Some years later, I determined (by Facebook), that it was Eucalyptus woodwardii. I have since been banned from Facebook due to stupid Nazi bimbos just like those Real Estate girls - they all should be shot. RIGHT BACK AT YOU. I want to further add, collecting seed from the street, a public street, is perfectly legal. This applies to all nature strips and verges, of course if someone has planted a garden, (which they are encouraging people do to know), and they obviously tend it, with vegetables and fruit trees, obviously it is “good form” to ask for something if you want it, bearing in mind if they are growing food – it is most likely for themselves, and they do not want to give it away. It is illegal to collect seed from Nature Reserves, and Parks and Wildlife areas, unless you have a permit,- that you pay for, they charge a lot, btw. In my experience if you knock on the door of a lovely garden, and ask the owner about a specific tree, you will always get a person quite happy to talk about their garden and would not mind if you collect a cutting or some seeds – and will be appreciative that you asked in the first place, and not just took. Plus, if you stop and chat, you can often get the plant name, age and history, always good things to know. If a gardener did not want these kinds of attentions (from mops!), they would have a privacy fence up, so no one could see what is growing in their garden! I’m thinking those bimbo bitches stole them, as they thought I stole the seeds from the owners private property and that’s why they’ve stolen them today - as in, they’re, trying to play, God. I find this is a real problem I have, particularly with girls who are my age or a little older, always trying to play sides, play judge and jury. And they absolutely love finding a guilty verdict, regardless of the truth. They probably flew all the way up here to steal them (here it’s 2000km away from Gunnedah). And I didn’t steal them from their private property (of course). I never do anything wrong or break the law, but see, this is just another example how people are trying to “get me”, and trying to dominate me - stupid stupid stupid little dogs (and again, stop picking on other women, and find a man to dominate – I have not encounted any, that would not want your attentions. Don’t be such cowards, and LEAVE ME ALONE. 6. NBNCO Antics Most of the people in my block of units on Range Road are on disability pension, and are working part time, and so have lots of money, and all of them can afford to pay for a phone line ($50 a month) plus Internet ($50, $60, $70 +extra a month). I however, cannot afford such a luxury, being an honest woman. And nbn have advised me that even though Sarina is fitted with NBN fibre optics, it doesn’t extend all the way up my street, and so I, and everyone else who lives past my place (which is quite a few people -the road is very busy), miss out on cheap NBN fast internet. And the NBN advises if I want fast Internet, I should have to install a satellite dish. Just more of the discrimination that I encounter as an honest single woman…. 7. More Sewing Project Sabotage - Burn in Ribbon I don’t believe I’ve talked about this much on my blog, but whenever I make something, am in the process of making it, or shortly after I have finished the project; suddenly a stain or a hole, appears mysteriously. So here is my project {Ribbon Ring Wind Catcher - $100 on Etsy}, with yes, a hole. I did leave it on the Veranda for a couple of nights outside, it may have happened then. Btw, just in case it was the supplier, from China (Zhou), I have switched Ribbon suppliers. Also, btw, that red ribbon was meant to be satin fabric ribbon, but it was the cheaper gift wrap ribbon with a more paper quality, the only colour in the ‘mixed 20 colours’ that was paper quality. Never ceases to amaze me how retailers like to steal from their customers. And the one that has the hole, is not for sale on Etsy, I take orders for brand new ones. (If you’re lucky, maybe it won’t have a hole) If someone did sabotage this project, like the others, whoever is doing this, is obviously desperate for attention and she/he’s wanting a beating. This would be exactly how their childhood was; them doing something bad and one of the parents beating them up about it, and so they’re craving the same situations now as then (btw, this behaviour is DYSFUNCTIONAL, and not healthy, and is an indication of a badly raised child, by bad hopeless parents – just so you know.) But if someone would like to go and beat this particular sabotager up, they sure are asking for it. At the moment the sabotager is asking the wrong person, because I sure as hell I’m not going to be dishing up anything for them. I suspect they’re actually asking for a beating by a male, only the people who would be reading this, and perving on me constantly, are all female. I know there’s heaps of females who are totally into beating up anyone that crosses their path, so for all those women, here, someone you can beat up - go and target them, instead of me. Go get them. 8. Petunia in small Pot – seed from ‘Large Cherry’, Etsy Poland, STOLEN The stealing has started well and truly at my new address now. For a moment there, the first 3 months, I thought it might have stopped but NO. Taken this week was a little petunia seedling in a plastic small pot. I had seven in little pots like this, and now I only have six, it was taken from the table in the photo just outside my unit. Now, I can no longer pot up seedlings in individual pots, as 1 will be STOLEN. BURN IN HELL BIMBO THIEF. I have grown these petunias from seed, from seeds purchased via Etsy, from Poland. Theses seeds were called Large Cherry, but you never know what you’re going to get from seed, so I hope the person who stole this; I hope, that stolen Petunia grows into an ugly Petunia, it would match the ugly person who stole it. Lately, I’ve been dealing with Telstra, my landlord, a courier, and the local health industry in Sarina. I find it is usually the people I am currently at the time dealing with – who are the thieves. FEMALE PERVERTS. Ever since I started dealing with those entities, I’ve had more problems than usual, particularly with my neighbours up the hill harassing me, who apparently work in the health industry. Idiots. Fuck they are annoying. Oh, and of course the woman who delivered my hardware parcel from Australia Post, was the same dog who stopped and talked in a very strange manner while I was planting trees on they Keepit Dam Road, who later came back and dug them all up, and stole them, with two other accomplices. About 30 trees stolen, 30 Gums and Acacias. SAME DOG. So pretty much the most likely person. Fuck off you stupid dog, and fuck off Australia Post, shove your thieving bitches up your arse. I would put money on her stealing my Petunia. Those hanging petunias in the photo, it was those baskets that she delivered. They have also taken a $90 Wi-Fi camera out of my cabinet, some grey paper scissors, a nutri bullet cup, my external hard drive cable, a metal whisk, a blue fringe top, a jar full of screws, and more that I have written about on my blog. I suspect heaps of seeds form my table outside aswell as plant sabotage, my avocado tree was destroyed, twice. 2 capsicum plants broken, a few other things. Theres an old man down the block of units, who has a screw loose, it may have been him. The woman with teenage daughter a few doors down was up to something this week. Sounds like the stupid blonde bimbo might be trying to empower child by vandalising my stuff, like Steve Carter did with his kids and my mail box. (turns out that blonde woman was stalker from Petersham sandwich shop 25 yrs ago, I wrote about it). I hope the thieves get cancer and die. Btw, nothing was taken before the girl next-door moved in. (when she has her headphones on, she looks like Princess Leia), could be nerd related. As someone also sent me a form submission from my website with the word TOLL, and that was it. I believe who ever sent it – (stupid moron) are doing signs, as in PAY MY made up TOLL FUCK OF YOU STUPID THIEVING BIMBO 9. Laundry Powder Stolen Little Bit at a Time over Many Months I am pretty sure, someone is stealing my laundry powder. Just a little bit at a time, and over many months, possibly years….. Well, I know this is the best laundry powder on the market , and I know there is some blonde bimbo who deeply resents the fact, resents me, beyond all eternity, if I have something that is “the best” (just read my story “the big jelly baby scam” on my blog, About page, you will see what I mean, she thinks because I don’t have much money I should be buying the elcheapo laundry powder, when in fact the elcheapo laundry powder kills the native flora, and is unhealthily for the soil. I (unlike stupid blonde bimbo) have morals, and strongly feel one needs to cost cut in other areas, and not on laundry powder, and the environment). But that stupid little blonde (rich bitch, stupid rich bitch), is just going to have to deal with the fact that she can no longer steal my washing powder, as I’m not going to be storing it outside anymore. Ha. Get out of my life you unwanted NUISANCE. BTW, this situation, is brought about by that stupid story Robin Hood. This is what stupid nonthinking twits (television raised twits) take out of that story, and think that they’re being righteous by stealing. Anyone who tells the story of Robin Hood, should be shot, they are spreading evil and thievery. I saw this show once where a girl was talking to her architecture about the design of her house, she was a self builder, after her husband had died and left her cash. She said on camera, when they were discussing which product to use, that she didn’t really care about the environment, and shall choose the cheaper option. To hell with the environment, look after me first; were pretty much her words, she was very candid about it. (I would like to point out she was a natural blonde) And I would like to put it out there; in history if you look at monumental disasters, there have been hundreds of thousands of people who have perished, and there were a few lucky survivors. It is the ones that have values of a caring nature for the planet, who are the lucky survivors. That girl from that show, is going to be one of the thousands that perish, along with many many thousands more. Wisen up women. Also like to add, every time I go outside to do a load of washing, my neighbours are harassing me, usually the neighbours at 108, but sometimes the neighbours in the complex as well. Update; since I posted this, the harassment from the “washing nazis”, have ceased. And also, atm, I am still on the same box of laundry powder – it has not run out yet, and it has been months – that thief would have stolen sooo much, I used to practically buy a new box every month at every shop. So keeping it indoors has paid off - Can you believe some bimbo has the audacity just to come into my carport area and steal washing powder like that. I mean it’s unbelievable trespass too. Doesn’t she have any uncomfortable feelings when she’s in an area where she’s not meant to be? Does she not have any morals at all? I think you all should start praying for this girl, she needs serious help. 10. Came home today to discover this – Smashed Rear Blinker Plus, it looks like the whole light panel has been pushed back. Now considering I have not reversed into anything of late, I am left wondering how this has happened. As my neighbours have all been acting strangely as of late; I suspect them – a retarded juvenile way of sorting their own emotions. Typical backwards bogan Australian. Btw you will be on the police radar now, they don’t care about the nutribullet cup that was stolen, or things like my stolen Mesquite bits, the carpet strip or the Rio rod – but dare vandalize a car – well, you’ve copped it now. Btw, this ‘smashing’ happened before the baseball batting scene in Greenleaf - the TV show. I’ve mentioned before on my BLOG, the dogs do past re-creations of my life (read photo story “re-creations” on p3). So, this time; back when I was 16 or 17, I went to a movie with my aunt and my cousin, in Avoca on the Central Coast. We watched a movie with a violent scene in it. And when we came out, my aunt’s car had her tail light smashed. She believed it was a direct correlation between the violent movie and some idiot. {At the time, I did not think this was possible, because we came directly out after the movie ended, and the light was already smashed, - so does she think someone saw the violent movie scene, got up out of their chair in the cinema, went outside, and smashed the first car they saw? I don’t think so? Maybe it was dog related, perving on my images?} But so, now, that is what the dogs have recreated - that same scene. Only they did smash my taillight before I saw the scene in Greenleaf. So, fuck off you stupid evil dogs. Get off my back, and go find someone your same size to pick on. Get your own life you stupid dogs. Stop obsessing about mine and what happened to me in my past. You yourself need serious psychological help; get your own life. I just found some photos of my car port, showing the light broken / not broken, telling me this was done between 7th September and 4th October 2022. In that time, the only 2 places I went was on 20 September - I was parked at the Sarina shopping mall car park to see the Dr – at that time, there was some tallish man (I did not get a good look, but he had brown hair) in the carpark staring at me, while I was waiting outside the Dr’s office, and I think he phoned the Dr when I was inside talking to the Dr – I thought it was receptionists related? After that I went to the Sarina Imaging place, and parked in their squishy car park. So, it was at one of those places it happened, I will not be parking at either placed again. {there was never any glass under my car at my carpark here} Hopeless drivers in Sarina or that arshole who was staring at me. Actually, he reminded me of my little sister’s friend’s brother. Clarkson? Maybe he is another socially retarded person from Gunnedah who has been following me? The light was definatly smashed, NOT bumped into. Maybe it was the husband from next door up the hill, his wife was following me last time I went to the imaging place – they are dogs who harass me for no reason, they should be in jail. When I saw the smashed light for the first time, they started beeping their car. Could have been the old man who lives just down a bit, he has screw loose; like we don’t know each other never spoke aside from a neighbourly nod as he goes past, yet he seems to have this DEEP HATRED for me; as I have mentioned before, the ladder, the tile mosaic and now the tail light, he appears to have vandalized them all. Mother issues? Rack off, take your dysfunctional personality and shove it up your arse. 11. This is what Loopydogcrazed Women do - steal Pale Pink Underwear So, someone stole my online order during delivery. And since there has been so many problems in the past from ebay orders, via Australia Post, all my mail now is closely monitored. So, to save the little female bimbo thief, PayPal, Commonwealth Bank and eBay have hacked my pc, and have stolen the receipts aswell as refunded the transaction without paper trail, like it never happened. This is the length width and breadth that stupid dogs do in the work place to save other stupid little female bimbos who steal. This is not the first time this has happened. It has happened at least 4 other times over the last 15 years. The item in question was a pink front closure bra with a western woman fit (rare correct size, to find on china ebay) I strongly suspect my previous landlord Cate Rogers (who looks like Wainberg girl, who has possibly been stalking and harassing me for about 20 years now, in the name of “helping”), may be responsible? Related; Since 3mnths prior to leaving, I asked my landlord if she would like me to leave the toilet make shift wall (consisting of a purple blanket) leave it there for her, as there really needs to be something there to stop the smell, - she had not finished building the bathroom. (A whole other story) but 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 too a long spiel about how I had better clean the bathroom when I left. As if I would not! – fucking 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 Cate thought I was gay, – see my beautiful rainbow ribbon wind catcher! 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 loopydogcrazed in the head, along with pretty much a lot of other people. I know some people discriminate against gays because they believe gay people to be brain washed (tricked) into being gay, so they must be stupid (or naive), like, no such thing as gay. One of my favourite American sitcoms was Will and Grace, 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 them losers. In my experience, people copy what they see on TV, so this show, (as much as I loved it) was completely irresponsible, due to all the stupid bimbos out there who see it and copy them. I’m pretty sure that’s why there’s a whole a whole lot of hopeless mothers, because they want to be and so copy the drugged up rich drunk housewife Karen Walker! NOT FUNNY 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. It’s along the same lines, as when a woman encounters another woman, and if one woman came across as “Barbie bimbo happy smiley”, then the second one would feel comfortable and agreeable, because she would secretly feel superior, to the ‘simple’ bimbo, as there is a connotation of associating happy with stupid. But eventually she will just get pissed off, and start making fun of the bimbo. There were other things taken, and I strongly suspect my previous landlord Cate Rogers also took the organic knat killer ($40 Mosquito Bits for the compost loo), the carpet strip that I used on a ramp for my cat, and they took a large glass jar of small screws, plus a long 4m Rio rod. {I also forgot to get a heavy-duty extra-large hanging basket ($90) 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, everything else was stolen.} My previous 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, so go get; you really shouldn’t steal from me. Some things of mine that have been stolen in the past, have been family heirlooms, and for someone else to take something that has been in our family, and obviously belongs to our family for generations, - you’ve got to be stupid, STUPID; you’re going to have the whole Bieman family and the Bieman family ancestors, on your back in the future, you little imbeciles. 12. 1st Sarina Phone Dog I have seen and Again Nuisance Beepers Another dog standing infront of my car, more or less, on a phone. I thought I got rid of nuisance phone dogs, but they’re back. This one was there because I could not get any lycra bike shorts that would fit me, so I had to get men’s sizes from Kmart. Btw, they did not have my totally correct size either, but the one below was stretchy enough to just fit, although the legs are a little bit too slim. I find in general all retailers sizes too small, they only have small sizes, like from 8 – 16, I find quite absurd since so many people in Australia are kind of a big, 18 - 22. (The front bit on men’s sized bikies, allows for my big belly!!). And, I am not even sure if the “fit” problem is related to ‘Dogs on Phone Phenomenon’ at all? And so anyway, after dog on phone at Kmart, I went to Armstrong beach (where, btw, you cannot swim!!) but, of course there was some idiots who come out to their car and beeped as I as leaving – when are they going to stop doing this?? I am so sick and tired of the phenomenon of car beeping as I drive past by total strangers. Get a life you little shits, and stop being so manipulated and brainwashed by stupid bitches. 13. The Thieving Continues at my New Address – SD Card Reader Stolen There’s a guy in one of those four centre units, who is tall, and has short blonde hair, looks like he might be in his 30’s or 40’s? I’ve only seen him once, possibly twice?? I saw him when I was outside watering in, my newly planted lemon tree (Dec 2022),- and my door was open for that 5minutes. I saw him disappearing back into his units, after I had finished planting it, he was wearing a red t shirt. He was looking sneaky, and as he had not been anywhere, like, he did not empty any trash, did not collect mail, was not talking to any neighbour, so I can only imagine he was trying to steal from my unit, while the door was open – he saw an opportunity when I was planting my lemon tree, about 20m away from my unit, and just like a stupid blonde, non-thinkingly, took it. My SD card reader has disappeared. So, I did not see him near my unit, only disappearing back into his unit. But I do know my SD Card reader was stolen that day, and that it is my neighbours in the past who steal from me, aswell as my landlord and car hoons. Plus, there has been someone, a male voice, in one of those units, who has been verbally makes sounds, sometimes when I walk outside in the mornings, I think its him. Dogs who can hear me, steal from me - -it’s always been this way. I am the temptress – and they all fail, can’t help themselves to steal just because they can. Pathetic. Mothers are not raising men, they are raising little children to always remain little children. It is the mothers fault – I, 100% blame his mother, and not him, he is too stupid to do anything about it, and this, also is his mothers fault, not to mention school teachers. Rarely is it the father, as the father is usually ‘hands off’. Later after I posted this that person, threw a tantrum. He threw a tantrum because he was seen, GUILTY, he feels now he lost (so when he stole my card, at that time, he did not feel he lost – but THAT is when he really lost (der fred, not in touch with reality). And I mean this is how retarded and stunted they are. Acting like a child because he was caught, and he wasn’t even reprimanded. He was just seen, and this person, he’s walking around his life, and he has no idea who he is. He has no idea how retarded and stunted he is. Clueless. And there are countless men like this, Peter long for instance, a man in his 50s, a lawyer, he has no idea who he really is. rancid in the head. Also after I wrote this, that boy STARTED WALKING UP AND DOWN MY UNIT, until he finally came up to me – 2 days it took him, asked if I needed help, I said no, then he left. I later realized that person looked like Tom Skipper – read my “Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, plus my recipe stolen off PC” I tried to catch him on camera so I have a photo, but one time he had red hair, and the other timer he was bald, so I think they were doing some sort of weird rotation, in the hopes to CONFUSE IDENTITY. I also know there are people trying to sabotage me, as in, they know I will BLATENTLY accuse them of stealing, if I suspect them, but without proof ‘my claims’ can be held against me. But, on the other hand, I know there are people who want to make it look like they are stealing from me, but are not (those ones are trying to save the bimbos who do steal from me) – see, it’s a little complicated. So, putting all that aside, I still think it was him. So, go get him dogs, do an illegal search on his unit, he probably has it. Also look for my swimmers, my Nutri bullet cup, and a glass jar of nails. - Go get him dogs. Do it! You’ve got an actual target now. {The number of police I have spoken to who are unable to do anything as they have had no named suspect, will only be too grateful to have a known person of interest now.} And in case you can’t tell from this blurb; rack off, you are not welcome in my life you are too dysfunctional. And, btw, powers that be, I am not very impressed with the fact that I have relegated the unpaid task as ‘councillor’ to these types of flawed, broken and debilitated people. 14. Tagetes essential oil stolen Some time between May and Dec 2022 Although I did just watch a show about Essential Oils on Netflix, and often things go missing when such happenings occur. The series was called Unwell, and it had some dodgy episodes with dodgy women, wanting to make money at no moral expense. I suspect them – sneaky dogs, who use their nuisance ability to steal. They have NO MORALS, and are unaware of the consequences. Value $35 incl postage Now, you stupid thief, you are in dept to me ha ha ha ha And btw, this oil is extremely potent, it borders on the toxic side if not used properly – so I know a thief would not have the brains to use this properly, so I hope you get sick.The boy from above story may have taken it, as his cat died unexpectedly. 15. Record of Fake Fire Alarms with the photo of Fire Alarm Disablement Yellow Sticker I only decided to keep a record of every time they went off today, after they said they fixed the faulty fire alarms - that went off at least twice a week for the first 6mnths I was here. (At first, I thought they were going off with Mould Clouds, but now I personally believe, as they are all connected to WIFI, that the IT people were hacking them and setting them off deliberately – a form of torture, I can assure you people do this, they like to play God or Devil, it is a fun game for bully people with low IQs, especially call-center people.) I still believe this, even though they only go off every now and then, after the guy from the alarm company came and checked them, but since, as it has always been a Sunday night when they go off – NOT A COINCIDENCE. This is UNACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOUR. Anyway, I have dismantled mine, it is unclear why the other people in this unit complex have not done the same. They seem to be oblivious to actually what is going on, or are living in fear that they will get in trouble somehow if they dismantle them. I did leave a note in their letter boxes showing them how to dismantle them, as it appears mine is the only one with the yellow sticker that gives instructions to disable. But still no. So, when theirs goes off, I and everyone else in the neighbourhood can hear them, as the walls here are not sound proof, and are cost-cutted. Record: 11/12th Dec 2022 2:36am I can’t be bothered to do a whole list – but it was a lot. The alarm company came out again 6mnths later and installed a switch on the wall, so if they do go off, we can push the button, as opposed to finding the broom, and poking the ceiling fire alarm. So far, mine has not gone off randomly, granted it is the dry season now, and there does not appear to be a mould problem like last year. But the neighbour’s ones have. I still believe they are set off deliberatley by IT nerds; they like to do messages – “they are stealing sound the alarm”. Another invasion of privacy that a renter is forced to put up with. 16. Computer Nerds Stealing from Neighbours who Advertise Products to Sell on Social Media or Websites Yesterday, whilst it was raining, on Christmas Day, I planted out 2 seedlings, and a few short hours later, one of them has gone. Stolen. (At Sarina units, 2023). I know perfectly well that one of my neighbours has stolen it, because they then purchased some seeds from my website, - whenever they steal something, they are now purchasing my seeds for $3.25 Maybe they are thinking that this somehow makes up for the theft? It sure as hell doesn’t! There is a different name and address on each seed sale, I think some stupid girl is making up names and finding addresses on Google Maps to send them to? I haven’t heard any feedback from any of my customers and I’ve had 1000’s now? So, who knows, but it is certainly no longer coincidental that after every theft I have a seed sale. By the way, I have a tiny unit with a tiny little area near the carport where I have some timber troughs that I grow plants in. The thieves just can’t help themselves - if something is outside and not strapped down, they’ll take it. Before, when I had a huge garden at Rangari on the farm, with thousands of plants - imagine how many things they’ve taken from that garden. Sidebar: One time, back at Rangari, early summer, maybe 2014(?), I had an excess of heirloom tomato plants in pots, ('Brandywine'), there was no facebook marketplace back then to sell them, and my landlord had come round, I asked him if he wanted them, he said yes, and took all. Now, some weeks later, as I was selling my 'Brandywine' seeds on eBay, I noticed suddenly there were heaps of 'Brandywine' seeds now for sale on ebay - competition. This is most unusual, as I had specifically sourced these 'Brandywine' seeds, they were a rare heirloom variety, I had a read through the whole book of tomato varieties from Eden seeds, a, back then catalogue seed company. I decided that if I only got 2 of the many different types of tomatoes, they would cover my tomato needs. One was the less juicy egg shaped 'Roma' for sauce and sun drying, while the other was the super large beefy tomato, 'Brandywine' for fresh slices. Now I'm not sure whether David went home grew his tomatoes and collected the seed so he could sell them on eBay?? I mean he was a farmer, but he bred Angus cows – quite different from ‘Agriculture’. Or did he give them away to someone who did just that? He did have 2 girls in their 20s. Maybe he gave them to his daughters who did just that, copycats. Anyway, I did not appreciate it. So, back at Sarina; that tomato plant seedling WAS NOT A SPARE PLANT. If you want a tomato plant, then you best ask me, I will either say yes or no, an answer you will be able to easily deal with. By not asking me, you are being disrespectful. I can’t believe such bad breeding in Australia - stupid bimbo mothers: that’s who’s to blame for these thefts, it all comes down to bimbo women. MOTHERS BREEDING DISRESPECT. This is why there needs to be a government granted licence required to breed. I hope the thieves die immediately. I have since removed all my heirloom vegetable seeds of my website, no one is deserved of them. I suspect there are computer nerds who see the seeds for sale, and then come round to my place in the hopes of stealing some. Which is what they did before, when I was on Facebook (before I was ban), and living at Colosseum near Miriam Vale, QLD; Anything I would sell on Facebook at that address, the locals would come round and steal out of my shade house. (female bimbos, so many of them – stupid country bogans). Btw, last night, Christmas day, the neighbours at no 108 had loud music blaring till 1-2am. Have they no consideration for the 13 neighbours who live directly next to them on this side, what about all the other neighbours in the area too, not to mention the animals/insects – how selfish and disrespectful are they? You do not need to blare your music, to be able to enjoy it. Put it at no 11. Get some common sense. 17. Water jug x 1 filter STOLEN Dec 2022 At the time when it was taken, I watched a Netflix show, and someone on that Netflix show was saying “I’ve got my water filter, I’ve got my water filter, I’ve got my water filter” - it was totally out of character, for the show and I wondered why they said it. It was a show based in the UK, starring a young black man and his friends, and his girlfriend turned out to be a prostitute who ran away from him, so then he went and got her back, and got involved in drugs. It was really BAD, and I didn’t watch the whole thing. Some people have no idea how to make a good show, and I suspect it’s because they are thieves - thieves do not know how to make good shows! Burn in hell you stupid dogs. By the way, the water filter was still in its unopened package. I received 2 separate ones, and I’ve used one. And the other one is missing. Anyway, all in all this is not a very good filter, and I hope whoever stole it gets a bacterial infection. I suspect a scrunched-up ball of cloth would be far better option than this filter. Also, I keep my unit locked all the time. Since my unit is tiny, I find it odd how thieves target me. Obviously, I don’t have much money, and yet still they pick me to sneak around all that time to steal something trivial. It’s like, are they stupid? Why don’t they steal something worthwhile from a rich person? This filter is crap; it’s crap because I don’t have much money to spend on an expensive one. So, for someone to steal it; they’ve gotta be absolutely stupid. Maybe they just want me to write about them on my BLOG? One of my neighbours yesterday gave me some left-over potting mix, it could have been a guilty conscious? There was also a girl woohooing yesterday from no 93 or 95, I have mentioned numerous times, at a previous address, when a neighbour starts yoohooing – it is because they stole something and feel like they got away with it – LITTLE DO THEY KNOW. Also, if they came in here and stole that, then for sure, they would have stolen food from my fridge. I later discovered my lock on my front door was broken it only appeared locked, but really was not. That’s 2 yrs of some arshole thieves sneaking in when I am asleep and stealing. People are fucked. Also, I heard, that successful people in the movie industry, take on board “disadvantaged youth” and give them experience in the industry - which explains why they are stealing they are people from criminal backgrounds, who grew up in criminal areas, with crap criminal parents. So, I know how people like to have “compassion” and like to “save” the “poor”, (even though I am fairly certain NOT poor, but rich and spoilt,) but really those youth belong in jail, there's no question about it, so “save” them when they're in jail thanks very much, and not out in public doing harm to other people like me. I did not report this theft to the police, the police just don't care about small items like this, like a theft report of this nature would completely go under their radar. Even though I have 100’s of small items stolen, still, not important for police. Australian police seemed to have adopted an attitude that that ‘it’s just too trivial’ to take seriously. You know, in Japan if anyone was caught stealing anything like that, any small item, they get jailed between 2 and 3 years. Seriously, they do. I think Australian police and politicians have a problem with; allowing people to be criminals. The Ned Kelly affect. Start toughening up you bloody wussies in charge. I blame mothers for all stupid thieves. And you know what, since nobody else has the guts too, this is the reason why the whole thing continues to happen. So, you stupid little thieves: stop taking your aggression for your mother, out out on innocent women like me!! Utter hopeless families! Btw, at my next address, yet another one, the landlord came round one day with 2 of those filter jugs, new still in box but dusty, just gave them to me, said they were spare!! Can you believe that? Sometimes I get lucky!! 18. HEY Retail Bimbos; Grey Paper Scissors Stolen (another – this bimbo thief is obsessed with my scissors) This is a letter I wrote to the owner of Kmart after I realized stupid dog bitches who work for them are deliberatley finding ‘seconds’ for me in my online orders – but they also track me down and see any stores I go into in my local area, and have seconds on standby for when I go instore. They have been doing it for at least 20 years+. Note the lady in the Kmart store when I went in that day to collect my online purchase was NOT a part of the dog network, as those purchases, I made instore – spur of the moment, where all quality- it was just later they were stolen and then swapped over for crap – as the dogs did not think I would make any instore purchases that day – sometime they fuck up! lol. Make no mistake the women doing it are evil dogs – there is no being “diplomatic” when it comes to those stupid women. And before I went instore, that was the day there was one of the dogs was in the car park – I took a photo of their car “zam car harassing me” photo story. Date: 31 January 2023 at 8:53:32 pm AEST To: info@wesfarmers.com.au Subject: Territorial staff at online Kmart Hello Wesfarmers, I’m writing to you because I have a problem with your staff. I have been a Kmart and Target online shopper for many years now, probably one of the first customers to use your online website back in the day. Hooray for online shopping! However, as of late, (the past two years ) I have been having difficulties purchasing online, with IT staff causing IT related problems. The latest problem seems to be one of ‘territorial dog problem’. I will explain. Part of the problem over the last two years has been receiving substandard goods, as in goods that have been flawed somehow or reduced quality, 2nds. It’s like they think this customer is a sucker, we can just hand off our seconds onto her. And for my last online order, you couldn’t do delivery, so I picked it up from the Kmart hub in my local area. While I was there, I purchased a few items that were within eyesight at the counter. When I got home and used the items, I was sooo thrilled, because all those instore items were of good quality. There were no flaws in any of the products I purchased instore! None, what a nice change. (see, it really has been a problem; and you might think, oh well, easy solution for you, just purchase everything in store). However, I really don’t like shopping in store. I much prefer shopping online. (Ironically, mainly due to female territorial dog problems in the car park of malls…). So anyway, shortly after I have been using my new Kmart products, in particular, some paper scissors (I had purchased 3 pairs), so one of them was stolen, and the other 2 were swapped over, with a same item, but, that had a flaw in it - they were literally different pair of scissors, just the same colour). I can assure you this is not a coincidence. This is a jealous territorial dog problem on behalf of your staff. Swapping the item over for poorer quality, is the tell, this not a petty theft crime, it was done deliberately by the same people who send me faulty goods, that’s where the word territorial comes from, and another word associated with this dysfunction is jealousy. Both are common female dog traits. It could not be any more obvious to me. Maybe it is not obvious to you. Maybe you have never heard about such a problem or have known any women to be territorial dogs, but I would really doubt that, because it in my experience, it is a very unfortunate common issue, especially amongst young, uneducated girls, such as the likes that you may consider employing in sales. I’m not sure who on earth I should speak to about this, but you own Kmart, you own the online staff, and so, I please, expect you to do something about territorial dog problems, because this behaviour is unacceptable. And possibly, it’s up to YOU to educate your staff on a proper and normal way of living! Regards, Emily, and yes I am serious. This is not a joke, it really happened and happens on a regular basis. {I never got a response back from Wesfarmers, hence I put the letter on my blog} Most likely too ashamed of their DAUGHTERS stupid behaviour. (But I did get a discounted postage for delivery from then on - $25 instead of $65) I purchased 2 grey ones, and 1 pink one, they were $2.75 each. I use them for paper pattern making. The female bimbo dog thief, stole 1 grey pair, and I believe they swapped the other grey and pink ones over for a loose pair of scissors, at the same time. As before last week they were ‘tight’, but now they are loose and slightly bad. This is typical bimbo thieves, swapping quality items over for poor quality. Stupid dogs; go down to &*(%*&, and get your own goddam paper scissors. A few months ago, they stole my black paper scissors too. MORONS. I HOPE THEY GET CANCER AND DIE. They also stole my paper pattern for leggings, last year. Stupid dogs see me doing something then they want to do it to, as it looks so easy – so they just steal my tools. The bimbo at Miriam vale also stole my flyscreen tool, when she saw me using it, easily. STUPID WOMEN FUCK OFF, get your own bloody tools. Also note, after all my attempts to point out to those stupid thieving bimbos that it does not pay to steal from me or anyone - as you will end up paying for it 1000 times over in other ways – that has naught to do with me. – With this theft, it’s like they have not learnt at all, have not evolved in any way – still STUPID – not a teen girl mistake. So, I tell you, (Dep of Edu), you need to put police in schools, to brainwash the young into not stealing. It could not be any easier. Btw I know there are some retailers who know whats going on with these stupid little dogs, and they stand up to them, and not only say “no we are not going to give her seconds – fuck off”, but they give me an extra good item. I would love to mention those, but I can’t as they would be stolen by these dogs. 19. Neighbour Antics at Sarina - Should have started writing this sooner, as my theory of just merely writing about something weird, negative or annoying, soon puts an end to it. There was a strange noise, and like the whole tree was shaking, in the tree outside my upstairs toilet; could be Sam from down near the end, and blondy next door? There were also noises out the front – I think they were trying to make it appear like my unit was haunted when I first moved here, as the person in it before me, died here. (Idiots – or maybe was an over excited animal of some sort?). “Synchronized” unit leaving by 2 or 3 neighbours all at once! Perhaps they are meeting at the laundromat? I no longer believe in coincidences. Nev, the old man neighbour next to me, and other oldie down a bit, a previous truck driver at Gunnedah Coal mine, are up to cahoots somehow? And now they roped Linda from the middle part, in, I think they are reading my blog and kackling their heads off?? Who knows? I am pretty sure they all have started beeping just after they leave or return, especially the really old guy down next to Sam. They seem to do this in phases, so not always. But I noted whenever the people up the hill at 108 arrive home, they beep their car to signal WE ARE HERE! Such arrogance! Major dog problems from them, the mother follows me down town, the teenage fake son possibly steals and yells out to me, and suddenly turns up whenever I go outside, like he must be one of those car hoons that drive up and down outside my place? And the younger child harasses me with reflections, and possibly picked off my rose cutting roots? – major neighbour nuisance zombie people. Today I think blonde Sally, who says her name is Danielle, next to me, is doing the beeping, mostly, I think she is texting the neighbour across the rd to beep, she is timing it with just before I go outside?? STOP BLOODY BEEPING, that includes you couriers and mailmen – it’s annoying and not necessary. I think they or neighboursbeep whenever someone steals anything from me, they pride themselves into knowing about it – BUT NOT DOING ANYTHING ABOUT IT, COWARDS. I have noticed now; they copy my courier email notifications - So if I get an email notification saying “arriving today” then suddenly all my neighbours have a courier arrive at their place too. Copycatting everything. It’s really bizarre and only a stupid bimbo would do it, there is a courier truck they use with “Border Express” on it, only this company does not exist, if you try to book a parcel send, you can’t. It’s not funny, it’s just stupid. One of them stole my Petunia seedling, and in the time before I discovered it, they were all yelling out and acting strangely, like they all knew it was stolen and who stole it. Possible bunnings delivery driver related; I talk about that on my Blog. There seems to be some twit driving in and parking outside my house, revving engine at dusk, who wants to play the distraction game? Or who knows what they are doing. This only happened a few times, seems to have stopped? I go outside at six in the morning - car turns up and parks outside the unit in the middle not a coincidence. - rack off. “Dogs in cars” – perhaps I should start a whole collage for them too. “Dogs on phones”, “Dogs in cars”. Possibly the neighbours across the road at 95, are doing it, as they suddenly have a whole heap of cars parked outside their house. Either they are doing it, or they have an overly large ridiculous extended family – breeding like rabbits, causing and continuing the current housing crisis. Sam turned up at my unit after my to hospital for tick infection – she was like, nosy, wanting something, I highly suspect she is one of the dogs, incahoots with bimbo receptionist who screwed up my appointment and got easily manipulated Dr Narelle Armstrong to lie to me about a lump??. I am surrounded by juvenile stupidity. I also think she is pretending to be me, - not quite sure how, but actually we kind of look the same when hair pulled back, maybe she stole my swimmers? I think she may be lying about being on disability in order to insight jealousy – idiot. Sam, came and got me to go into her unit, under the pretence of helping her lift a carpet cleaner; but it was on wheels and just needed to be pushed with a toe, easy. I was not actually needed at all, just exactly was her motive to get me to go into her pokey unit? Possibly trying to impress the 2 little shits and their parent up the hill – since they are constantly perving on me? There was someone at 1am with a Soundsystem making loud kookaburra noises, just enough to wake me for no reason other than to disturb my beauty sleep (this used to happen a lot at Rangari, they also used dog noises and Cockatoo sounds.) They also use loud (extra loud deliberate loud) trucks. I don’t need to be woken up by you – you arrogant idiot. There’s some strange thing; when I take my mail down to the Redbox, it seems I have to wait for the “right” time! I am not entirely sure when the “right” time is, but yesterday arvo, was the wrong time. Then, it seems my neighbours cause monumental commotion by doing stupid signs. Possibly what they meant, was some arshole was hanging around, and when I left, was when they broke into my unit and stole something?? Why they put so much time into doing signs when they could have just called the police and caught them in the act– IS BIZARRE and STUPID. One of my neighbours keeps knocking my patio car port things down; first the shade cloth was pulled down, then my baubles pulled down, and last night it was the tile square behind the tap. This is the kind of passive aggressive bullshit that gives you cancer, wake up little girl. When Nev got home Saturday, he banged his car, as in, that sign, I mention they did at Gin Gin, for ”they stole from you.” He also wakes me up in the night, deliberatley, I feel strongly it is deliberate. I am pretty sure he is part of the , with all the trucks who spend their whole time coming up with ways to antagonize me. I talk about them in length on my blog, but apparently not enough, I have written many stories about the truck problems I have; following me around and driving back and forth outside my house especially on the hwy at Gin Gin, but I hear them here too. Those trucks are also related to the train people, men who work the trains and started beeping at all hrs of the night. Or maybe they can see the noisy trucks and just want to join in. Bandwagon people. And somehow the people who own the WIFI connected fire alarms here, are involved, in the big evil ‘old man network’. I am pretty sure this is related to image transfer while I sleep, and they try to manipulate me in evil ways by subliminal techniques – possibly they try so hard at this over all these years, because, mainly – THEY CAN’T DO IT, this very fact ‘eggs’ them on to try even harder. I am not so easily manipulated when it comes to important issues. So even though Nev helped me in extreme way when I first got here by taking the truck back to Bundaberg (as I was fully exhausted) - always remember, he’s a socially retarded arse. The old man that lives next door to Sam who is yelling out on Sunday morning that “I lose”, after I started watering my ferns. But he was disguising himself, like he was kind of sneezing and speaking, so as not to give himself away. Idiot; but I think he can see the members of Sarina community trying to ‘beat’ me, by ‘beat’ me, I have worked out this means to either steal from me and get away with it, or by berating me in a passive way so as no one else can see, or so they cannot get punched in the face if we were face to face. {It could also mean if I sew a dress or something, someone else in the community has decided, they too, will try and sew adress, but they will try to do it , turning my clothes necessity into their own personal little competition game}. So, at some point, I guess when the situation is over, they tell me who the winner is mostly by passive means like that sneeze mumble,I ‘lost’, and they ‘won’. So, then the neighbour next door to me, the ‘girl’ often turns up, she looks like Sally Bingle, but said her name was Danielle, I suspect she is one of the bimbo dogs trying to ‘beat’ me. Fyi, for someone to do that, it would automatically make them stupid and without a life/brain of her own {this is my opinion, it is an observation of the truth}, she is guilty. And so, then the old man tells me which it is at the time; apparently, I ‘win’ and ‘lose’ on a regular basis, all unbeknownst to me. (This has been going on for years, not just here, I have no idea what they are talking about when they tell me I won or I lost. Although when I hear I ‘won’, I am always pleased, even though I have no idea what I won!!! – btw, in those times when I hear I ‘won’ – I never actually ‘win’ anything, like a meat tray or money!! So, my feeling of being pleased quickly fade into – “those fucking idiots”, perhaps I am a sore winner!!). But no one thing, it is all very deliberate , in order to try and get me to sound crazy if I ever talk about it; this is a deliberate ‘thing’ they do, as they know about mental health asylums, and try to get as many women locked up as possible. It is not just me that they target, and it has been a ’thing’ for many generations. All sorts of people in the community partake in this game of trying to make the other person sound crazy and inferior to them. And stupid naïve police fall for the evil antics of these old men and the evil blonde bimbos. {Stupid Sharon Morgan}. When I was washing my big pink shag rug outside, someone kept pulling a thread out every night as it was drying over the back of the Ute. Man in no 7 or somewhere down there was walking around my unit all night on for 2 nights – IT COULD HAVE BEEN HIM THAT broke into my unit and stole something when I was at the post? As I saw him sneaking back into his unit after I left the door open while I was planting the lemon tree. He is about my age with blonde hair, reminds me of some guy from when I was 18, Tom Skipper? Fuck off you thieving moron. And no, mental illness is NOT AN EXCUSE. Btw, that person turns out to be a different person, I got him on camera, and he has red hair one day, then another time bald – so I think they are doing some sort of weird rotation?? Nev Inman, my neighbour and the other Nev in no 9, push my ladder onto my car when the post man arrived – as I had complained the week before how the post man hand delivers to my neighbours and not me, so they in cahoots with the 2 stupid retard old men in my unit complex, conspired to put a big dent in my car. I hope they get cancer and die SOON. The girl next door at no 2 also suddenly turned up at that time. Btw, those two people were the only ones in the carport, however I couldn’t see at the time of the ‘push’, but also there was another car that pulled in nearby, and so ofcourse it could have been that person who the old men either encouraged or allowed – and this reminds me of a few situations where they were telling a story in a movie about a ghung ho Colombian woman with big boobs; I can’t even remember her name, but this was the same woman who was involved with the Gunnedah Art gallery exchange. She’s a famous actress in America. In the story the woman kept throwing temper tantrums, unable to control her rage, they portrayed her as someone with a mental health problem. Of course, there is no such mental illness as “temper tantrums in grown adult”, this character trait is learnt, as a result of having crap parents who never sent any boundaries when that child was a toddler. It’s learnt bad behaviour and it won’t change - there is no cure for it, no medication either, regardless, what they might say. And unless the person puts in a lot of , it will remain a part of their personality. It would personally not surprise me if 2 old man wanted to save big boob woman who throws temper tantrums and pushed the ladder onto my car – causing several hundreds of dollars’ worth of damage? At any rate, anyone not coming forward and stating who the guilty party is – is just as guilty as the vandalizer, and will be burning alongside Colombian big boobs little girl. And ofcourse I need to say again, I would not tolerate anyone with this character flaw, in my life. And especially as I do not need to, i.e. I am not burdened with such a degenerate in a workplace situation, and none of my family members have this character trait, I do not encourage any of my neighbours in my life, so I can be considerably happier in my life without such weakness. And I have to tell you, nearing 50 now, I am considerably happier if I restrict people in general in my life, as actually there are many people in Australia too, who have such weakness, many being an understatement. It’s bad enough I get complete strangers, who do not know me, nor I know them, barging into my life, like this ladder situation, and like all the thefts. This ladder situation is living proof. Temper tantrum idiots who do not have any control in their life, and so do something nasty to someone else, a woman – BULLY 101, to try to make themselves feel like they are in control. NEWFLASH, YOU ARE NOT IN CONTROL, EVER, SINCE YOU ARE A PATHETIC LITTLE CHILD WHO HAS HAD CRAP PARENTS. PLUS, DOES NOT EVEN KNOW HOW TO YOU HAVE THE LEAST AMOUNT OF CONTROL OUT OF EVERYONE! HA. It would be far worse in many other life situations for me. There are many tantrum throwers. Actually it’s come to my attention, this tantrum throwing seems to be an indicator of mental health problems amongst the police. They think anyone who throws a tantrum is “crazy”. I mean of course amongst other reasons, but this is a big factor, as no one wants to deal with someone throwing a trantrum. I note, the police and mental health care workers neverwill state that it is their parents fault: they mucked up their child by creating a spoiled little brat who throws tantrums! And so the cycle just keeps on going. And I wrote this years ago, but I’m updating it now, because whenever I think of something, or have an idea about a blog story (or forgotten to put in a part of a story, I send a little memo to myself for later, when I’ve got time to go through all my memos, and write it. So today I checked a memo for myself, and it says “my neighbour seems to want credit for being an arsehole. Someone please go and punch him in the head, because that’s what he wants”. So I don’t actually know what I was referring to, I wrote it a couple of years ago when I was living with those crazy ladder people. I want to add it, because I noticed with a lot of women, they hang around if they do something bad, because they want me to yell at them. It’s a very common thing, and I’m really not that kind of person who’s going to give them what they want. So if somebody else wants to go in chastise them, please feel free. After I uploaded my fish tank video to you tube yesterday, 16th July 2023 someone put a chip in my tank overnight. I woke up remembering my dreams, I was dreaming about the show I had watched the night before ‘City On Fire’, aswell as a snorkelling dream, they were trying to get me to go snorkelling, but I refused. Not sure why – they must have been dogs. Plus, then as I was dressing, I started thinking about that time at Rangari when I got up one sunny morning, and when I walked into the living room, the window(1mx2m) was wide open, fully open, and the flyscreen was lying outside on the ground (that window always remained shut. I had slept all night, not aware of anything going on inside the house (not hung over or on drugs). Ofcourse there were 100’s of thefts at Rangari by retarded dogs, just like here too now. So, then the next thing, I sit down with my morning coffee today (after toilet stop first, where again, my internet was switched off, as soon as I leave toilet, internet is switched back on – TELSTRA PERVERTS, TELSTRA THIEVES} so, I sit down and look at my fish tank, and suddenly there’s a big chip in it. Now I heard Nev before I went to sleep, after the movie ended, but I heard the dog next door leave at 830 (no name, she only gave me fake name – so definatly guilty dog), then the little boy or girl or puppet, from 108 range rd, Sarina, yell out “I win” – so I would say it was all 3 of my retarded dog neighbours. What part of FUCK OFF do you not understand? And no one ‘wins’ or ‘loses’ if my neighbour leaves her unit – you stupid child. Trash parents over there. I used to walk out across the carpark to pull the hose over for my washing, but last time I did, one of my neighbours saw me. That day I was wearing my green alpaca beanie, and later one of them stole that green beanie. So now I just leave it across the carpark permanently. Such is the nature of stupid people. Also, someone killed my 4yr old tree, poisoned it. It was one of the above or Sarina council, has there was a stupid bitch who accosted me re my melaleucas on the other side, she was a worker bee, and not management, and it was obvious that this was the case, so it was probably her. Killed it out of spite “I have control over you” – stupid dogs. They also killed my Lagunaria, frangipani, Eucalyptus x4. The blue car that comes in here, is someone who gives Linda a lift. They have an Islander boy child who hurt her dog when Linda wasn’t looking infront of my unit, so I would see. Squeal. FUCK OFF. Another thing they do which really annoys me; every now and again, particularly on the weekends, when they're bored, they start to do signs; they like to compete with each other, of how they can do signs, and speak to me without actually speaking. This is not something that is new, but it's something that is exceptionally annoying. By the way, the people who do this, have no brain at all, because they can't think of something to do for themselves, something to occupy themselves with, instead they just occupy themselves with me and what I am doing, they like, use me to use up time, and it always results in torment and often theft, (funny that – little people left to their owns devices results in crime), especially if I go outside in the morning on a Saturday. I seriously wonder what’s wrong with them – I would never do something like that. (My neighbour on my right is huge! A really tall islander type girl, so I am not referring to “little” as in physically little.) You can see my Lemon Tree in shot above, just; it has survived the rainforest bug onslaught, aswell as the 7 days not-stop rain event. So, I am thrilled!- you can tell evil to go jump in the lump by involving yourself in nature. I miss my quiet farm garden. 20. Geranium Punnet Stolen, October / November 2022 So, not only were the seeds stolen, but the whole punnet, and label was stolen off my little seed table out the front of my unit. There were Geranium ‘Great Balls of Fire’ And these seeds were actually on the plant when I purchased it, and I have been monitoring the plant, and there have been no more seeds form on this plant, telling me that those flower stamens were most likely hand pollinated, and the person who did it, is most likely the person who stole these seeds. They are nothing but little common thieves. I paid for that plant, and that includes those seeds. Maybe they are just waiting for someone to spell that fact out; I paid for the plant, that includes any seeds attached then or in the future. Also, my pumpkin seed tray in small pot, taken then returned with no seed – weird, the extra yummy rare pumpkin I had. 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. Stolen. Bitches. (That cotton was so fine and soft, it was almost like silk, the people who provided that initial seed, the boys at csiro, Narrabri Ag dept – would have been jumping backflips if they saw it, it was what they were working for.) I find there has been many thefts in the horticulture industry, any women who works in the horticulture industry, I would automatically assume that they are a thief, and not only little female thieves on their own, but ones who work for big companies steal (little women who want to impress their colleagues. The person who stole these seeds would fall under the category of NATURAL BORN LOSER. And, most likely also, they have no Faith. Seek and ye shall find! I knew something had been taken today, as my power has been switched off 4 times. and see, this is what happens when my power is switched off, infact, I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned about this phenomenon on my blog, maybe I should do a whole new photo story for it, as it has had a significant impact on my life; back when I lived at Rangari, near Gunnedah, I had so many items stolen, and whenever they occurred, the power would always be switched off. Like it happened at least 500 times in the 10 years I was living there. It is an association I now have. As soon as power goes off, I know something has been taken. And so today, for the first time since I’ve been living here at my new address, the power was switched off 4 times, and there were suspicious council workers who came into the car park and then left again. So, at first when the power went out, I thought my watch has been stolen, I looked frantically, but it turned out, it just fell by the side of the bed. And then I did the vacuuming, and I couldn’t find my vacuum attachments, so I thought maybe they have been stolen, but I found one of them at least. It wasn’t until this evening that I discovered what has been taken, well one item any way, maybe they took 3 other seed trays too, infact, now that I think of it, there was an African Daisy seed punnet missing aswell, so that’s 4 items gone that I know of. So, I just want to reiterate the now ‘panicked’ thought process I have when-ever the power gets switched off. My thought process has been manipulated in a very negative way. These thieves are totally sick in the head, they are disgusting and evil and I hope they get cancer and die, at any rate they are going to have extremely bad karma, I can assure you it’s true. When my next-door neighbour left today, she banged the seed table with her car, or possibly my other next-door neighbour made a banging noise, I’m not entirely sure, it did sound like it was her car that banged it - so I’m not sure whether she has something to do with it or not, I definitely know nothing was taken before she moved in, and she’s one of the dogs. Plus, today, some idiot has been revving and hooning outside the units, beeping their car horn; fucking hell!! don’t those idiots have any kind of brain? Any kind of life?? FUCK OFF YOU RETARDS And by the way, turning the power off to let me know that something has been taken {if that’s what they were doing} is plain harassment, it’s unacceptable behaviour. Are you stupid little nonthinking dogs? Have you not heard of the word STRESS, and how that affects ones health? Idiots. 21. Food Theft Again -1 Rolled Frozen Chicken Breast STOLEN I knew they were stealing food! It’s actually hard to keep track of food in the freezer, as I don’t normally do it! Once it goes in the freezer, it kind of stays there until I see it, then eat it. So often I don’t notice if something is missing unless I am specifically looking extra forward to eating it. I noticed at my last address at kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, I had a fair amount of food stolen from my freezer, and it’s not usually chicken, they take the more expensive ones, steaks (beef), kangaroo meat, and barramundi have been taken from my fridge freezer. So, I wasn’t sure if they were stealing food from this unit here, but it turns out they are, as I started keeping tabs on my chickens so I can work out how much my cat is eating and needs. He has a food related thyroid condition, and eats an EXTREME amount of food. I’m thinking this might coincide with last night. It was Thursday night, and the teenage boy who sometimes lives across the road/up the hill, was having a teenage party, involving a lot of wooing and yelling and loud music (sounded like his parents were away for the night). So, I’m not entirely sure if this person is responsible for the chicken theft, but I found back at kookaburra park whenever there were neighbours throwing a party like that. It was always because they did something ‘bad’ somehow, and got away with it, and I got the blame for being ‘crazy’ – “never happened”. So, basically people would like to think that I, a single old lady, is crazy rather than to admit that their kids and friends, or themselves, are stealing from me. Such is the stupid nature I have discovered most people in the ‘community’ have. Those parties back at Kookaburra Park, seemed to be especially ‘postal’ related. I think, NO, there were a lot of mail thefts at the community mailboxes down in the Park. Everybody had to put padlocks on their mailboxes after I had moved in - because the skanky dogs who follow me around, stole everybody’s mail too. {But don’t think there were no thieves who already lived in that Park – they most definatly were}. One time when I was leaving, I saw the police sergeant in plain clothes, I suspect she stole something. I did put an anonymous complaint in about that party music, and nothing was done about it. I have noticed a few strange things lately too, and if someone got in and stole my chicken, then they probably did the strange things like, my 1m of black lycra suddenly turned blue overnight. And 4 quilting pins appeared in my capri pants hanging in my wardrobe? Possible attention seekers. You know, most people don’t have to put up with this kind of theft, something like this would not happens to a typical person. So why should I? Get the hell out of my unit and life you IDIOTS. It never ceases to amaze me how so many stupid twits cannot handle a woman on her own. DEAL WITH IT you morons. And ha ha ha ha for being so obviously stupid. Stupid genes, stupid teachers, stupid parents. Ha ha. (Oh, and I already know that you have no brain, you do not have to keep constantly proving it to me) There is a train of thought that I have heard, of the reason being why I get picked on because I’m single; is because they believe that I am “punishing” men by not committing to one, or any for that matter. (I am totally celibate, have been since I was 20, shortly after I lost my virginity (all the prudes will be cringing right now – lol). So, they think because of men’s typical bad behaviour, their ‘natural‘ personality, I just say NO. And so, they intern, (having that stupid rebellious nature that I have mentioned and talked about frequently on my blog), they have decided to “punish” me through passive aggressive means like thieving, and plane harassment, and truck harassment, and stalking, and verbal harassment from hidden coward people on the street and next door. So, women would suffer from this attribute too, since I have so many problems with woman harassing me. It’s pretty much a case of “case in point” then, isn’t it? Ha ha Btw, this may be the reason, that general feeling of ‘well you are to annoying to be around’. I can imagine there are many men who fit that bill (I know there certainly are a lot of women who fit that bill). But it is not a valid reason to attack me. Take your stupid rebellious non thinking behaviour and shove it up your arse. I am who I am, deal with it. Also, re-the stealing of chicken breasts; I believe Coles may have noticed, indeed, that they were food out of my freezer, as there are dogs there, who keep tabs on my shopping habits. And so, they devised a plan to sell small chunks of chicken, instead of the chicken breast, which would be less appealing to a thief. I believe it was working, until my last order, they turned up on the day without my chicken, and said they were out of stock. – but I don’t believe they were out of stock, according to their website they weren’t out of stock. I believe they just didn’t send it to me because they thought it would be amusing if I have to buy the chicken breast, then someone would steal it one - I think that’s the main reason why the dogs steal; to impress other people who are watching and keeping tabs - I’m surrounded by fucking morons. (Coles also devised way to get them not to steal my beef cuts, and that was to send me ‘mutton’ type cuts) You know, I’m relying on them to deliver my food and if they do not come through, I’m not too impressed about it, because then I have to spend another $200 shopping at Woollies, who for some reason, can manage their stock intake rather well compared to Coles. 22. Another trip into Town, another Bunch of Nonthinking Sign People MONUMENTAL NUISANCE This is what happened this afternoon when I went to post my letters (and this happens very regularly, and pretty much in exactly the same manner, and has been like this for over 30 years, going right back to when I started working at Bonds). First of all, when I decide that I’m going out, there’s seems to be some car that always drives into the unit complex, just down from me (X marks the spot in the photo), either sits there and does nothing, or picks up someone, or drops someone off, who knows. I don’t pay attention to what the neighbours are doing unless it’s really peculiar or related to me somehow, or causing annoying nuisances. (I guess this might count as peculiar- next time it happens, I’ll get it on camera), then they leave, it does seem to be always a different car. I have no idea what they’re up to, possibly just a coincidence, but I don’t really believe in coincidences. Possibly it is some girl doing the stupid signs that I am about to describe; I feel it is a ‘she’ who is doing it, as women are far more organised than men, and this whole thing basically consists of being organised and getting the timing right; she arranges people to cross my path, I’ve mentioned it a few times on my blog. I started taking photos in the attempt to stop them from doing it, as they are a MONUMENTAL NUISANCE. So far it hasn’t worked, but I’m going to persist, because they are a big peace disturbing nuisance. So, when I go down the street, on my way to post the letters, this is how it goes; first there’s a toll truck, and by the way, the toll truck is just like the one in the photo, it’s always one of those huge big semi-trailers. Next there is police car, this one drove past me then parked in front of me, just down a bit, in front of an empty house. Then she sends someone who’s drives the same car type and colour car, as my next-door neighbours up the hill. This car pulls up infront of me at the letterbox, (it’s a red letter drop, in an area where there’s no other shops, so no one would drive over there unless they were posting letters). They were just sitting there in their car; they weren’t posting any letters. So, I took a photo of the numberplate and drove around to the other side of the street and got a photo of the driver, he ‘happened’ to wind down his window, as you can see from the photo it’s a Chinese man, by the looks, in his 50s, possibly a little tubby. Now, I personally do not know any Chinese man at all, so I have no idea who that person is. {When someone shows themselves like that, you can be sure it is 100% deliberate, and this is, some guy, most likely trying to save the stupid bimbos, who usually follow me and harass me in cars – who always run away and do NOT want me to recognize them. That man then proceeded to drive up to the road where my unit is, parked on the side of the road, and then as I drove past, beeped - two beeps; they do beep signs; 2 beeps if you lose, 1 beep if you win. (Like I said, they’ve been doing these kind of weird thing for many many years - they are completely predictable and their stupid game of winning and losing is absurd. I am bloody sick of them, because they are completely rude and disrespectful. oh, I forgot, she also sent a bunch of kids at the letterbox, after the Chinese man had left, when I went back to the letter box to post my letters, about 8 - I didn’t bother getting their photos, although that is the main reason, I suspect whoever arrange them, put them there so I would take their photo and make them feel important, and I didn’t do it, ha ha ha ha. And that man following ‘infront’ of me, who the hell do you think you are? I mean, was there some girl who commanded you to go and drive just infront of me to the letterbox, then go and beep at me? and you said “okay sure”? I mean what kind of 3rd born fool are you? What exactly did you want to happen at the letterbox? And then possibly if when I saw you on my way home? Did you want something to happen then? Your actions are unwanted, idiotic and nuisance. I can tell the sign girl right now to rack off, and stop using me to amuse herself, but it is more of a concern as to why people agree to this girls request. It seems like there is some sort of weird unhealthy human worshipping going on. Maybe all those people she gets, have no sense of religion, they didn’t go to church, no Sunday school as kids, they weren’t taught about God in school.… and so, when some girl comes along, and adopts a “know it all, arrogant persona”, plus tells them what to do, they think nothing of it and obey. It is sick. Quite possibly this sign business goes back to the 60’s or 70’s, with Johnny Cash doing a music film clip for television - he did it with signs (big paper boards with black texter messages), it’s quite famous, so I was told. I was also told that Johnny Cash was a copycat and that there were other people before him that did it; I think they were black, I’m not too sure about the whole music industry stories. But someone like Johnny Cash was perceived to be really cool, and so there’s been basically thousands if not millions, of people copying him, doing signs - a worldwide nuisance phenomenon. False deities. So that’s 30 years of this stupid bimbo girls bullshit stalking, have you any idea how hard it is to function if you have dogs constantly following you (stalking) and harassing by trying to inject themselves in to my life in this most unwelcome way. It is impossible, I can assure you. HAVE YOU ANY IDEA?? I would like to know why this type of thing is not recognised by Centrelink, as those dogs have a direct correlation to why someone would be on benefits. So much so infact I wonder why there is no similar payment like a widows pension? This is another reason why I feel like I am surrounded by clueless morons. And I should remind you, even if I do not go anywhere, I still have dogs harassing me in the form of bimbo neighbours who mainly harass by yelling, but also stealing, this happens on a daily basis – although, now, not as much stealing, as its much harder if I am home all the time, and there is no back door or window access. So, they still would be stealing if they could, but now, it is only certain people who have specific skills that can steal from me, and not so much the copycats. So basically, that means, more verbal harassment as they try to claim ownership and control – STUPID BIMBOS, and so mentally dysfunctional. As if you can own me, you stupid dogs. Wake up. (I suspect that bimbo up the hill is totally frustrated now, as I have done a whole heap of stories about women using their kids to control, and taking their frustrations out on. – so she has realized she ought not do that, thast is what bad hopeless mothers do. So the bimbo is now trying to take her frustrations out on me – so typically stupid female). Fuck off. Oh, and I want to make it clear, I feel I need to repeat myself here, as there are many BIMBOS who are not getting the message, it does not matter what I do, where I am, if I am working, or not working – I STILL HAVE DOGS harassing me. PLEASE GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK LITTLE HEADS and stop telling me to get a job in your revolting passive ways. Fuck off dickhead golfers and wives from Netflix, who the hell do you think you are. – I have started a new collage “A Dickhead Collage”, those 3 are the first to go on it. This is dog car, when I photographed it, the girl said she lose? Also, the blonde driving it, was also waiting for me up at the hospital car park when I had that infected tick (different car) – she was just sitting in her car at 645am, the only other person in the carpark. After I got back to my car, she was gone. - I tell you they are obsessed. 23. Another pair of Reading Glasses Stolen, Magnification 3 This would take it up to aprox 107 pairs now. I started painting them pink as soon as they arrive – this deters the stupid bimbo thief from stealing them, but I was tardy and did not do it straight away this time, and look what happened – stolen before I even unpacked them, all 6 were sitting on top of my PC in its tight wrapping. The thief took one. Just 1. I suspect this time, the blonde bimbo might have got some punk to do her dirty work, as the whenever a young man is heard from next door, something has been stolen – he then has a party to celebrate the fact that he got away with the theft – don’t ask me what happens to the family who actually lives there when that scoundrel is there. It was the same thing at Builyan too. Well, he has gone now, not a peep, just the usual dishonest mother and child. I also had a yellow envelope stolen – strange, no value at all. I hope that thief gets cancer and dies. Stolen late 2022 or early 2023 (The remainder are now pink tipped) One day, all our possessions are going to be tagged, meaning everything can be traced – man I can’t wait for that time – woohoo – suck eggs thieves. 24. 3 ½ year old Hibiscus POISONED OMG, people are fucked. I planted out my 3 ½ year old hibiscus in the garden here last year. I had grown it from the ONLY seed that was produced from my 3yr old tree at Rangari - lo and behold, it germinated. I had been looking after it this whole time, so excited about it, it’s one of my favourite trees. Until finally it outgrew its pot, and I found a great spot to put it - out in the garden of this rental complex. The old man gardener Merve, advised me when I moved in, if I wanted to plant out something I could, it was up to me as the owner he said, apparently has dementia and, I know for a fact that the Real Estate doesn’t really give a toss about the garden, no one looks after it except occasionally it gets mown and Wipper snipped. So, I found a perfect little spot for it, and it would fit in quite well. So, it was doing well, had been there for about three months; then one day, a new gardener came, (Merve retired) with his whipper snipper, and while he was whippersnippering away, I saw some young girl get a sprayer out of the gardeners car and walk down below to the area where my hibiscus was - at the time, it didn’t occur to me that my hibiscus was in danger, I just thought she must’ve come with the gardener and was helping out. But a few days later, I go down and look at my tree, and it looks like it’s about to die! I put two and two together, noted that there was no other area in the whole garden complex that had been sprayed. There were no dead trees or grass anywhere. And I know the gardener gets paid to do whippersnipping and mowing, and that’s it. He doesn’t do anything else; he doesn’t even pick up palm fronds. So, I am furious and I’m sitting here waiting for the gardener to turn up again, so I can go and fucking yell at his stupid bloody girlfriend. So, today a different car turns up, and I’m pretty sure, it’s a different guy altogether, the other one was younger, slighter frame and black hair with pale skin. This one was a little stockier, and fair. But I went down anyway with my camera, and I asked him about the girl spraying my tree. We happen to be standing right next to it, and this guy, lied through his teeth to me. He said that girl was probably (he said probably), was his daughter. I said, well what did she spray down here, I couldn’t see anything that had been sprayed, and he said, she sprayed the driveway. But there’s nothing on the driveway that had been sprayed, and I saw the girl go down to the area where my hibiscus was, and not on the driveway area. So that man was obviously trying to save the bimbo girl who may, or may not be his daughter, I would say, not since she was with a different gardener, and she most likely poisoned my tree. Dodgy man and stupid bitch young girl. Well, I hope whoever sprayed it, dies and gets cancer. This is what happens in Sarina, QLD, Australia. I thought the days of tree vandalism ended when I left Gunnedah. But no, there was some idiot neighbour at Builyan who uprooted one of my trees on the front verge. And now this poisoning. OMG mind your own business. What is it about someone planting trees, that really irritates fucking idiots? That’s the photo of the guy who lied to me. I didn’t get a shot of the girl with sprayer, or that gardener. It’s such a bloody nuisance to have to remember to get my camera and take photos of absolutely everyone that crosses my path, as they most likely will screw me or steal from me in some manner. Absolutely everyone. Curse you all. Photo shows week before, healthy, few days after gardener, sick as. Later, I had another tree poisoned - Melicope elleryana - Pink Euodia. Also, a stunning deep pink Plumeria, 3 Lemon Scented gums (the good salmon ones), 3 Weeping Leptospermums, and 2 Swamp Bloodwood’s, were all killed and or stolen. They also smashed my bin, outside near the killed and stolen trees – a direct attack on me. The people I am surrounded by here at Sarina – ARE COMPLETE UNCARING, ANTI-GREEN MORONS. Possibly stupid blonde real estate rental girl related – yet another dumb blonde they have sent me. Or the stupid dog family from next door at 108, who have taken it upon themselves to start making whipping noises every afternoon this week. (One of the residents here, (I think I know which one it was), a few months back when the little shit child from 108 was yelling out in antagonists manner, harassing me, specifically; the resident made a single whipping / belt sound! Lol. This did the trick, no more antagonism. I think possibly this is some sort of delayed retribution? Only no one here is yelling out. Such idiots. 25. Pink Nylon Netting Stolen from outside my unit last night, Sat 5th Aug 2023, and Marketing Conspiracy Theory Last night, some idiot stole that pink netting off my plants. It was specifically placed there to keep the bush turkeys away, and it does a good job. Saturday night, last night, so I suspect whoever took it is a stupid drunk, rack off you unwanted, unworthy, uninvited imbecile. (It wasn’t in the spot shown in the photo. It was on the other side lying on top of 2 seedlings. It’s been there outside my unit since I arrived, and before that I’ve had it for many many many years. It was packaging I received on a product and I have re-purposed it. That reminds me, I must get some pink nylon to make up a flag, and put that outside my unit. Just to piss of the pansies who don’t like pink. Also, the girl directly next door to me, woke me up with the back of her chair toot, at 430am. I suspect her – fake name Danielle; in collaboration with the retired truck driver Larry from Gunnedah who is in the unit further down. They think they are funny, when really - just stupid thieves. They possibly copying the retailer thieves, with my stories on my blog I mention if I purchase something, a similar item gets stolen, I have many examples that I mentioned. So this theft coincides with a purchase of spag moss from online retailer NurseryAndGardenSupplies.com.au, not that I think it was them, but someone wanting to make it look like them, possible business saboteur. I chose to purchase from NurseryAndGardenSupplies.com.au – so stick it that up your arse. And this reminds me of my “Marketing Conspiracy Theory” photostory , can’t find any T50 staples for staple gun: I have a new theory as to why I am harassed when I go down the street shopping. I suspect it may be to do with eBay, as eBay sellers want to supply goods to me via eBay, so they can make a profit. For instance, these staples, no 505, which I need, I can’t purchase them anywhere except for Bunnings, and of course I refuse to go to Bunnings since they steal from me instore and at my home when I am instore, plus via courier driver (I tried to purchase online once to see if I could purchase that way without anyone stealing from me. But no). Total thieves. Bunnings Bimbos. {My x landlord, Cate Rogers, formerly known as Wainberg woman, has something to do with the thefts – STUPID WOMAN.} So I’ve had to buy them on eBay at triple the price. Like a forced manipulated point of sale? It may be just a conspiracy theory, but given the nature of people I wouldn’t be surprised if this is somewhat true. 26. Sarina Signs Dogs have been doing signs for years now. Years and years and years. Apparently, it’s been going on too, years and years and years, before I was even born. I mentioned it on my blog, especially whilst I lived in Melbourne; there seems to be people in Melbourne dedicated solely to doing signs full time. I’m not sure who pays them, but they put a lot of time, effort and car related “work”, into doing signs. Since I personally think people who do signs are cowards, I’m not really crash hot on ‘signs’, even if they are helpful sometimes. Since winging and moaning about it, it’s definitely ceased somewhat. Although I do feel, it’s possibly related to being young and good looking; you get the signs, so, normal average overweight people; not so much!! Anyway, they started doing signs a few months back again, and I have decided to write them down each time. Yesterday when I went into town, I had to get some perlite, and pick up some petunias from the hardware shop. They were doing signs; saying there was a whole lot of people making mistakes and then leaving, so they were saying MANY people were ‘hovering’ around me, making mistakes, and then leaving, as in, no longer ‘hovering’ around me. That’s what they were signing yesterday When I went to the farm shop to get the perlite, the girl charges me $68, when I know that perlite only cost $45. I asked at the time; are you sure that’s the correct amount, she said yes. Young girl. When I got home, I checked my receipts just in case I’d made a mistake, but no, $45. I phone the shop back, same girl was going on and on about price increases, and I told her that I could get perlite online considerably cheaper, so she should check for sure, with her supervisor (that is when I could get a word in edgewise), she got back to me and said she had made a mistake, she would refund the $20 back to my CC. So, because of the sign people, I know she didn’t make a “mistake” she tried to steal $20 from me in the hopes I would simply ‘let it go’. It was like a ‘deliberate mistake’. I mean, it’s not like it’s a coincidence that every shop I go to in town, the shop girl tries to steal from me (except the butcher!;butcher boys in there- that’s why, no thieving young girls.) Girls are a disgrace, and should be locked up, they are dumbo offensive and hopeless. 27. Non thinking Sarina Council killing Native Trees for no reason other than SPITE Sarina / Mackay Council poisoning beautiful native trees for SPITE Melicope elleryana I have included an image of the area where the tree was, it was in an area that was never ‘touched’ by any gardeners or council, as it is a rainforest area. Yet, suddenly Sarina Council took it upon themselves to go out of there way and poison the tree, and the 1 grass plant that was growing next to it. That tree was 4yrs old. More than 1 person involved in growing it from seed / seedling, until it reached an age where it could be planted out in a suitable area. And it happened to find the most perfect spot, it could not have been any more thus divined. It was thriving, and doing well on its own. Until some disrespectful looser from Sarina poisoned it. Which I know full well, was an act of spite towards me, the plantée. I did send an email to council complaining about them with some VERY sharp words – so far, I have not heard back from them. But I can see the council up here must be at least 50years behind the rest of the world – we do not simply “kill” trees anymore you backwards hicks. Pansies who don’t like pink. I hope the coward killer gets killed themselves. Also, a 3yr old mulberry tree I planted in the shrubland here, was poisoned as well by the gardener/landlord/raywhite/Molly Dunbavan/neighbour at 108/ pervert stalkers at Bungalow infront of 108 - fucking idiots (the pervert stalkers also watch me as I empty my compost - it’s like the realestate had arranged for them to drive over especially to watch me.) “WHERE WATCHING YOU” – perverts, fuck off. I had a little birdie tell me that they can see the big picture, and it was definitely the real estate who poisoned my trees - so could be true. I want to mention, I moved up here from Gunnedah, briefly I lived in town there. I had a couple of incidences with Council little staff, that I've talked about on this blog, but when it comes to trees they are nowhere near as backwards as the silly twits up here, in fact I had planted quite a few shrubs outside the property on the verge gutter strip, I did not obtain permission; but they were not poisoned, mown over or destroyed by anyone, in fact it is encouraged now by most councils, for people to put some nature in their environment, and “do” their verge strip. There is a push for nature and replanting and regreening up as much of our environment as possible - this is now considered important. There are studies showing “huge impacts”, indicating the more “green”, the more happy the atmosphere of not only the earth but of people. But it's like Queenslanders; you haven't caught the message yet have you? Hopeless backwards hics. Hurry up and evolve. 28. Dug up and stolen here on Range Rd Sarina, one 2yr old Frangipani ‘Starburst Red’ – Plumeria rubra This is an unusual bright deep pink colour, no one else up here will have it. So, in probably 3 yrs from now, 2026, if you see this frangipani growing around here, you can be sure that it is mine – so report them to the police. My money is on the blonde rental girl Molly; she wants to play Nazi with me “obey my authoritae” – young disrespectful idiot. But I had a local from gumtree contact me, when ever they do, they steal from me Buyer-rz3k40dzj8j64@users.gumtree.com.au Re: Shea woods replied to your ad Also, when I posted a photo of the flower colour, the mother dog next door at number 8 threw a rock – so she probably stole it – they are in cahoots with dog landlord network. Same as my other neighbour is. Oh, guess what – your $3.70 is not going to silence me. And also, since I looked at the 4 trees gone, in their spot, I could clearly see 2 of them had been mown, but the other 2, it looked like they had been dug up and stolen, then mown. So maybe some stupid bimbo stole those 2, then the old man from Sarina council tried to save the stupid bimbo by mowing them all; as council had previously been mowing AROUND them before, all year long, the trees were doing very well there (I won). So, the stupid bimbo must have “good boobs”; the motivating factor of getting old men to save them. It happens all the time, so many stupid bimbos. This is the main reason I have old men problems in my life, they hang around to save all the stupid bimbos who want to ‘steal too’. So also, the 5yr old stunning Lagunaria Patersonii - Norfolk Island Hibiscus was poisoned. The Melicope elleryana - Euodia Rainforest Tree was poisoned, the berry shrub I planted was stolen, as was an Acacia, Geranium, and the 5 native Hibiscus splendens were destroyed somehow (they might have died from natural causes?? But I don’t think so now, given this new evidence.) Also, a Louisiana Iris may have been stolen from the creek, it is gone, but I only have my instinct telling me it was stolen, by dog neighbour on Range rd somewhere, and no proof. Drones…. This is a direct plant attack by anti greenies. That reminds me, when I was living at Builyan, a 3yr orange tree that I planted was poisoned. Do I have old men who know how to use a sprayer, follow me around and kill all the trees I plant? Idiot DOGS. The whole neighbourhood loses. There’s that song again, it goes; ¶ fuck off fuck off ¶ fuck off and fuck off ¶. And, I mentioned QLD was 40yrs behind NSW, well, this applies to politics aswell, there seem to be still arsholes running things. Only an arshole would destroy those trees. Wakey wakey women. And I think I mentioned this before on my blog; in Australia, there seems to be a lot of friends, hiring friends, especially within councils and as a result, this is what you get you get; retard’s, being paid good money for basically being Boof Head arseholes. BTW, the real estate denied any knowledge – but they are known liars. I have not met a blonde who is not a liar. And I did see that blonde gardening girl with her sprayer go down to the area, where my hibiscus was, so the landlord or rental girl Molly, would be ordering the gardeners around. {stoopid gardeners; go jump in a lake “oh, ok”}. And I will include a photo of my direct neighbour Nev Inman who suddenly had “friends” turn up (he does not have any), but on the day he knew I would see the trees gone, suddenly he had multiple old men friends. So could be him, a few days later he vanished. (so good not have neighbours). Also my rubbish bin was ‘smashed’ around the same time as the tree theft, the bins line up just next to those trees. NOT A COINICIDENCE. Council replaced the bin free of charge. But nothing has changed this week, even though I reported the whole thing to police, so I suspect the bin will be smashed again by LOSER. You know police, just because there is not a physical black bruise, does not mean it was not a direct attack on me. It was. 2 9 . Pen Stolen After I Contacted Stationery Shop For Some More Good Ones Crap pen from the supermarket, brand-new, STOLEN over the weekend, from my desk, from a locked unit. Dammed if I know how they getting in. Last week I contacted a stationary shop, that I had previously purchased some ‘good’ pens from, asking them if they could get some more in - I did not hear back from them. So, it seems, instead, this pen was stolen. This is a continued pattern, but it’s usually after I purchase from such shop, which then similar items are stolen from my home. Not just merely making a shop inquiry. The weekend before that, or maybe two or three (?) some really crap reading glasses were stolen off my desk! I do keep my door locked all the time. I also had 3 yellow female endlers fish stolen out of my tank. I suspect the neighbours at number 108, as they’re always obsessed with me and whenever I go outside, they start talking and yelling. They are seriously stupid in the head neighbours. Dog neighbours. And the police cannot do anything about them because, they have no idea what I am talking about, and how the world works. They are completely stupid. 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; fuck off and get your own life. 30. As like on the Rangari Stolen Items Page, I will do a Collage: As like on the Rangari Stolen Items Page, I will do a collage here too, of other items stolen from me at this Sarina Address. 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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). That was for 4 years, then in 2024 I found I could open another Fb account under a different name, and ebay 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 , '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. I can't believe how stupid those little IT girls are. 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 maybe 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. 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, 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 it was dad who jumped off the bemo in Bali, at one of the stops, after a Balinese man had grabbed his son, (my little brother) and dad raced down the street after this man. 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.” 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. 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. 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 1995-2020 List of Doctor experiences in Australia 1995-2023 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. 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 as 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 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. 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). So he 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. 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 fucking 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. 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. Life Stories P2 NEXT 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,

Clare Gardener, why are you following me around in an orange Torana? Can’t you think for yourself? -Pickpockets in Gunnedah (and who follow me around wherever I go and steal from me)! Really and truly, I’ve had it up to here with stupid little bimbos who steal, it’s not going to be so funny if I catch you red-handed, I assure you. I have got 47yrs of pent-up anger, what do you suppose will happen? Every time I drove into town, I had dogs break into my car and steal whatever was in there that Life Stories P15 Screenshot of my Wix Fabric Website 1. Double-barred Finch - Taeniopygia bichenovii (my CHANEL Birds) I called them my CHANEL birds….as they are so stylish and smart in their brown and Ivory tailored suits! I loved watching these little birds at Rangari, they were so cute! There were dozens darting around on my veranda, they had little nests in the pandora and jasmine vines. When I moved 700km up to Queensland, to Builyan, the backyard of my rental had an old large walk in Avery, and guess what, there were these little CHANEL birds; they would come and go out of this Avery frequently, maybe once upon a time the owner used to keep them in there? who knows. But there were hundreds of them, and guess what, I noticed these CHANEL birds were slightly different from the CHANEL birds near Gunnedah. The ones in Queensland were taller, just slightly, and slimmer, also slightly! After I moved from Builyan to Gin Gin and Sarina, – no more Finchys! They must only like the heat of the inland. I did put up a bird feeder for them, but its been there for months and no birds have even ventured near L They are near impossible to photograph because they’re always fluttering about. I didn’t get any good photos at all. I did manage to get a little video, albeit bad quality (not sure why my camera footage is so bad actually), but I put it on YouTube anyway. I did this little collage too in ode to them! 2 . The Dedicated Lifestyle of Copying me. Some People are so Weird in their Dysfunction. I had to do a story about this strange phenomenon of copying what I do. The phenomenon of copying me has been going on for years, particularly in the craft world, but things like that don’t matter at all - it’s human nature to see something really cool, and be psyched about it and want to try and make one too. I do it frequently. (I certainly do not condone copying someone’s artwork exactly and calling it yours, which happens – stupid young bimbos). But I am not really talking about that today, I am talking about seeing what I purchase, then wanting one too, and if it’s no longer available, or they don’t want to spend money on such item, then they will just steal my purchase through the post before it reaches me. There are certain couriers who will help the girls steal in this manner. Fastway does it, and some of the post mail contractors will do it, (no convictions of anyone) and of course, they can break into my mail locker (I was informed they have keys for all my padlocks and can break-in at any time, on any whim they get.) plus, I think that bimbo has an exact replica of all my good things, and I suspect, that’s how the chips appear, she is a careless bimbo who inevitably ends up with chips in her crockery, so she replaces my good one for her chipped one, at least 4 times now this has happened. That person or people has turned this copping into a dedicated lifestyle. I don’t think anyone has pointed out to her how dafty she is for copying me. So, I am now; DAFT. I want to add here also copying members of my family, as in people in the community see what my family do, how they treat me, and then they copy them. I have written about this before, but it was stolen, so, it must be an important issue. I’ve mentioned my siblings stole my bag one Christmas, as well as an old Fur Stole, I mean it could’ve been the dogs trying to make it look like it was either Penny or Daniel, or well, even Tomas’s wife Melanie. But specifically, after those items were stolen, I had many many many more items stolen. I mean it could’ve been Daniel, and so then Heath Barwick, Daniels friend, (naive Daniel), has just copied Daniel (no convictions). So, he continued stealing from me for years. I mean this is the stupidity that goes on in the community. I just can’t believe, the older I get, how stupid people are. And it’s not just the stealing. It’s like if my siblings behave disrespectfully to me, which they do, they’re little shits sometimes, members of the community will copy them too, sometimes in exactly the same manner. Then this total copping factor goes much deeper. I know people in the community will copy movies exactly, like Fight Club. I can’t begin to tell you the number of problems I’ve had with food sabotage - they’re just disgusting, and the boys who work at Gunnedah Woolworths are the worst, but still get up to food spoilage in Bundaberg, and possibly at Mackay- they sign that they are sabotaging and contaminating the food. Once I had urine put in my water bottle, (that would have been a neighbour at Gin Gin or my landlords 10 yr old son) I mean disgusting stupid little copycats. There’s one bimbo in particular from Australian Tv industry, I’ve mentioned her before, she was in the hallway at the nursing home - she looked like the Maltese girl at Bonds, pretty sure NOT her, but a look alike. She regularly appears on television doing dog signs, saying that she put cockroaches in my pies, or mice, spits – she is seriously mentally ill, and should be in JAIL. Rack off you stupid dog – I am not talking to you. Once they did signs that they were going to give me monkey meat. I feel like I’m surrounded by disgusting people constantly who have no brain. I don’t know if this is related, but at school there was a bullying incident, it was long forgotten as far as I’m concerned, but 5 yrs later at school, there were 3 girls, who, in effect, ‘stole’ my and my 3 friends, roles as chapel Lieutenant! - after 6mnths, they saw us doing it, and they wanted to do it to. Typical little copycat girls. This situation I’ve been writing about just reminds me of that incident at school, those girls would’ve stolen it out of jealousy, and I’ve never thought it would have been the same girls, but I have just been reminded about a certain incident involving Charlotte, Amy and Sophie Powell -and as one of those girls that stole the chapel lieutenant position was Amy Powell, I’m thinking other thefts in all these years since, might be related - if so, she really needs to get her own life and stop obsessing over me. I think that family may consist of females only – definite imbalance. Possible dishdraw theft? Or that may have been Wainberg’s sister? I just bet the person who stole those shoes above , was the person who stole my dishdraw – jealous dog. Although I noticed certain people in life, who see something that has happened, like a slight injustice like that, have heard about it somehow, and then recreate the situation, but with different people - they literally do this. Sickoes, I would think there’s something wrong with them and their heads, to do that. 3. The Power Games People Play – typical dysfunction and abuse, in families and workplaces This has been a problem, way before I started to take note of why, and what was actually going on in the situation. And, when it comes to these types of issues, dad, has really not been a problem, until, 2005; {because I felt, he was manipulated by female dogs; he was weak}. I had to briefly move back in with him, after I left rmit in Melbourne, as I had nowhere to live. Mum had died by this point. So, I noticed, I had certain old men in the community copying dad - I think I might know what that was about – around that time, I used to visit the online library catalogue, and borrow heaps of books, I like knowing about things that I do. (This was before the library incident, if you read “Gunnedah Council Library Dogs – devious plans to steal through fines” – as I can no longer go the library, thankgoodness for google now. So, l went to the library to borrow that book “The Games People Play" they had to order it in, they did not have it. Because I’m aware that people play stupid power games, but really have no idea what they do (as someone who is healthy and has common-sense, stupid power games is not something I get off on, nor did I really ever take much of an interest in other people’s psyche, but probably felt it would be an area I should know about, given the problems I was having from the community re harassment and thieving). But all they got in, at the Gunnedah library was a book about children’s games like hopscotch, they didn’t have the other version, if it exists? and refused to get it in for me. This was the time I was having monumental problems with a whole lot of cars parked outside my house in Henry st (like about 10), and they would rev theirs cars all at once and suddenly leave at specific times, repeated often, plus verbal harassments, and theft. I was there for about 5mnths before I was ‘saved’ with an offer of another house out of town. I was doing the Horticulture course at the Tafe every day, while I was there. The car thing is a bit hard to explain, but it was a ‘thing’, designed to manipulate. Also in this time people, young men would come down to my house and let dogs out – they looked like stray bulldogs from the pound? At the time I remember thinking, did he just go and break them out of the pound and decide to drop them in the middle of town, so as to be ‘free’? I had no idea at the time of what he was up to, – and he was up to something, very offensive. Heaps of other things happened outside where I was living there, major problems from many young hooligan type people in the community, let alone what was going on inside; So, other men in the community who respect Dad, as he knew practically everyone. They copy him, they see his game and want to play too, people like Coll Atkinson and Peter Lee from the Tafe, also Mark Kesby (the pin) and that old man from the 2nd hand shop, heaps of others - weakness at a whole new level. I believe this is a game specifically for old men, but since many people could see the game, they all wanted to play. So, I believe that’s what everyone in the whole town was doing; playing power games with me, just so I understood – no book necessary. We'll show you. We'll teach you a lesson. Fuck them all and they’re all be going to hell - stupid little people. (And so, some of those men would just be the tools. Gunnedah council girls / Gunnedah local radio / Gunnedah Art gallery GUILTY – burn in hell). So, back in 2005, these ‘games’ that dad played, were basically, I felt, a form of abuse, I felt like I was the victim of domestic violence at the time, just not in the usual way that people associate with abuse, i.e., sexual or physical. It was psychological torment in the form of bullying, ‘social’ abuse (gang mentality) I will give you examples of his power games (bear in mind, there are many more examples that other people do, that I DO NOT WANT TO LIST); Using a “stand over” phase and intimidation, with looks and gestures, in order to manipulate or make feel inadequate. Verbally abusing things, I care about, pets, to me when drunk. Making issues out of things I know he does not really care about () fight fight fight Making me think I’m crazy. Not acknowledging things that are going on – undermining my opinion, and disbelieving me. Making me feel guilty, and using humiliation to do so. Not taking my concerns seriously. “Ti-ti” verbal negative comments, and passive aggressive face pulling re my choice of clothing. Interfering with my property - territorial issues. And I am pretty sure he had help to accomplish all these ‘games’ - completely manipulated by women on the local ABC, (Billy Baxter?) and dog hoons in Gunnedah, I think they do signs to him about me, shaming him. (Cathy Goldman is probably involved - many dogs from that school, NEGS, who try to blame dad for all my problems, rather than the school I went to and the dogs from that school who follow me wherever I go, (and still do in 2023). So, while I was staying at Dads then, they saw it as an opportunity to manipulate dad, so he could take the blame. Dad – so naïve about women.) They shame him, their biggest tactic to manipulate. He is weak to be manipulated by them. I never remembered dad to be like this, and play these ‘games’, back when I used to live at home as a young person before I went away to school. And I know he did not treat mum with such disdain either. The only thing I specifically remember dad having an issue with, was rambunctious confident show offs! none of his kids were going to be loudmouth braggers, especially the girls! (I believe this to be a whole country wide Australian problem, with no one being allowed to ‘rock the boat’ so to speak, too. Plus, I believe that’s why he got his promotion at work to be the boss, he’s the type of person that never rocks the boat - so the powers that be, could be the powers that be, without having to be the boss! Course, he had some personal issues his own, issues going on which I’ve put down to the fact, that he, like me, was most likely humiliated as a child, same as I was by Debbie Croft in fourth class. But back and dad’s day, it was much worse because there was also physical violence with the cane, and they were even less evolved about how to raise a child. So, I strongly felt, this was a game for him at that time in his life (his 50’s), and a game for the dogs on the local ABC, he and they felt like they were doing me and the community a favour by showing Power Games. (He was also pissed off with having lost mum). All involved will be getting cancer and dying – shame on you – real shame. Also, I have encounted other men, fathers, whose power games were way worse, and often illegal in their bizarre form - some people take these games very seriously, and make it their life purpose to play, and in effect be ‘the most powerful’ – IDIOTS After reading the story someone told me that apparently it's a thing for men in their 50’s - they suddenly understand all about power and want it all, and do mean things in order to get it. That's why a lot of man will leave their wives, and hook up with a young naïve woman, because she still doesn't understand about the whole ‘power game’ situation. Btw, I mentioned the dogs on the local radio, as I have noticed, my family refuse to acknowledge the dogs – they cannot handle them at all, (I blame morning show tv for that, they never talk about negative issues that people need to be able to handle) Penny and Daniel especially also cannot handle the dogs. (Tomas heard one on the radio once when I was visiting Henry st, I think he knew something as afoot). I need to add, at the moment at my new address in QLD, I am still having problems with blonde bimbos wanting me to say hello to me, - much worse in Gunnedah, especially around that time. STUPID WOMEN) (read my “Hello Bimbos” photo story,) SO, BUT then when I do say hello, like a forced encounter that they set up – to trick me, (I was going to put the example here, but that person is not worthy of me talking about her!), so then when I did say hello, she turned away and strode off. Like that was her point, to get me to say hello, so then she could ignore me. A power play – insinuating, you are beneath me, and I am not going to respond to you. Please, this behaviour is the epitome of a stupid blonde, only a stupid blonde would think of a plan like this, then only a stupid blonde would do it. (Before this incident I had no reason to assume she was stupid, but after that – STUPID. Well, I guess, at least she not a zombie! Here is a good spot to express my thoughts about a certain situation, because several times over the 15 years I was living back in Gunnedah, I heard some girls over talking about me, and they noted my living situation, and what I was doing with my life, and said to me that my father has totally screwed me. And I thought at the time it was really odd because I was quite happy in my situation, aside from a few things that I had to deal with. I thought maybe they were confused, because I was single, maybe they thought I had been sexually abused in my family childhood - but that certainly was not the case. But in 2024 and with my current living situation at the moment; I know exactly what those girls were talking about; A woman needs her own place to live at. She cannot be used as a guinea pig by rental landlords if she wants any type of quality life. And this needed to be arranged with caring parental guidance back at the naive age of 18, or even before. A woman cannot be reliant on other people to provide in any way, shape or form. I remember talking to him about it at one point, it was just before I moved into the Rangari farm house, I said to him I thought I could build my own house for $40,000 (of course not including the land, the slab or the electrics and plumbing, plus no doubt the windows! – they would be extra). But he could have helped out at that point, but he just ignored me. 4. Renters Tips - byo induction cooker – piggyback the electrics I purchased this ‘half induction / half regular,’ electric stovetop cooker about six years ago . I easily sat it on top of my awful rental electric coil cooker/stove grill, by piggybacking the coloured wires (or easily fitting a 20amp plug for those who have sockets). And it is brilliant! it’s the best $500 I’ve ever spent! Not only that, but I can take it with me to any rental and easily set it up on top of the existing ‘very old-fashioned’ 4 hotplate oven/grill, which seems to accompany every rental I’ve ever had (no one updates ever, even when technology and price overtake by great strides). So, together with my convection microwave, (which was only $160) - I have top-of-the-line cookware in even the lowest cheapest rentals available. I thought it worth mentioning: if you’re a long-term renter, invest in one of these, it blows the socks off any rental cooker I’ve ever encountered. Half induction, half ordinary - brilliant. So easy to clean saves me hours of tough cleaning. Here is a good a spot; ‘General Electric’ is an American company, which unbelievably, is still in operation, this company is the most evil over charging company in the world, and I can’t believe it is still in operation Wake UP Americans and boycott that greedy dishonest sneaky company. 5. Money Saver for Electricity , If you want to see a photo of the cover, go here Money Saver for Electricity re Hot Water A lot of people don’t know this, but you can actually take the cover of your hot water electric system, (off with a Philips head screwdriver), on most systems. And most (not all) systems have a little switch there, where you can turn it up or down, and if you turn it down from 80°C to 60°C, you save about $50 a quarter (I tested it!). I find for me, one person, 60°C is perfect (50°C is too cold, I tried it). Here is a good spot to talk about electricity since moving to Queensland; I've mentioned before on my blog, the first time I got my new bill without the solar panels at my new location in Builyan, I was freaking out, because I thought it would be astronomical without my 5kw solar panel system. But it was WAY less in a 3-bedroom home, which tells me, and everybody, that I was getting totally screwed by my previous provider in Gunnedah (Essential Energy, they changed their name to AGL). So they would have been stealing at least $400 a quarter, if not up to $600 from me personally - I did a whole story about it with more details. No apologies from them ofcourse. But so, even when I moved from Builyan to Colosseum, my electricity bill was still reasonable, and I didn't have to deal with the electricity company like I did in Gunnedah; constantly calling them up and telling them about the black outs. Although when I did for connection/disconnection, well, they were NICE! I was just very impressed with Queensland electricity (Ergon). Although my unit at Sarina was so tiny, 5m x 7m yet electricity bills were more than my previous address at Gin Gin, by a lot, $200. Could be from the insulation, in particular roofing. I am pretty sure the old motel at Sarina did not have any insulation in the roof, nor did it have ‘roof space’. I had to have the fan on pretty much all summer at night, whereas, at Gin Gin, (and even though the climate is pretty much the same), I only had it on about 2 or 3 nights the whole summer! And that comes down to insulation, PLUS an extra tall/high ceiling space at Gin Gin. I can’t believe the rules are not stricter; laws about insulation. A little bit of savvy goes along way, in saving a lot of money, not to mention in comfort. Looking back, that unit was UNBEARABLE. Plus, it costs me $1200 in a new futon from the mould in that unit  Compensation? At Gin Gin, there was also one of those very small hot water systems, the kind that you find in a campervan. I don’t think they make them any more (?) I tried to google one to find a price, and all I could see was cars (?). that little system was so good I made a YouTube video about it (but they deleted my account along with that vid). So together with that system, was a 50m real of blueline poly on the roof for sun hot water - brilliant for one person; better, hotter than some other bigger more expensive hotwater systems in some rentals. So, my electricity bill at Gin Gin, was pretty much half what it was at Sarina! And I didn’t run any cameras; at Gin Gin I had 8 cameras running constantly. I later found out that Ergon, at Sarina, did not physically read the meters at that unit, especially mine, as the meter was locked inside the room below, so they just estimated, which I hear is quite common. So this may explain the more expensive bill. Something else in life you simply cannot do anything about. (I was saved at my next address with the Gov’s Electricity Cost of living supplement – thank God!) 6.Thieving Perverts around 43 Audley St, Petersham NSW, Bad inner-city suburbs of Sydney If you read my “dream watches” or “ Cleaning up the Trash of Society”, about problems I had with people, dozens, sometimes hundreds of people hoarding outside my house at night, particularly when I lived in Petersham, but also at Pendle Hill and Hornsby, and my problem re thinking my private thoughts and image transfer – quick recap; I recalled thinking to myself, when I was living at Petersham, that I would like to get a cat, but then I thought Petersham was really an awful area, I wouldn’t want to “raise” a cat in such a restricted environment. Then I was thinking that would be true of kids, I wouldn’t want to raise kids in an inner-city suburb like Petersham. I believe some of those dogs, either next door, or, who knows where? heard my personal thoughts, and taken my personal thoughts to heart, implying that their local suburb is CRAP. And this/these persons has then proceeded to follow me around, I would say for about 20yrs (?) plus who has harassed me, and most likely steals from me; AS, at that time I had my wallet/bag stolen. It was stolen at night from inside my house. It was later found (with no money) next door at no 41 Audley St, Petersham, in their garage, next to a litter of kittens. I’m 100% sure it’s related to dog bimbos who heard my personal thoughts re raising a cat, and then took bimbo offence at my passing thought of Petersham being an unsuitable suburb for a cat. Plus, there were, I think 2 teenage boys who lived at no 41, who used to perv on me through a drain pipe on the side of their house – it’s probably still there, it looks straight in to my – what would be a bedroom, but I turned it into a sewing room. It’s like that open pipe was put there deliberate to perv on the neighbours rented bedroom – such a disgusting neighbourhood – little boys – you are NOT worthy. (Reminiscent of my current rental house having a door that just slots out, so it can be broken into…or when I got out of the shower, there was a plumbing camera making a quick exit out the window) I feel like in my whole adult life, I have been surrounded by complete stupid thieving morons. It’s very seldom have I come across someone who has common sense, and who is anywhere near part respectful or polite, this is the same for young kids, young adults, or adults, they all act in the same way. Male or female. So many dysfunctionals. My theory of Petersham being an unsuitable neighbourhood is true, it still stands. You shouldn’t raise your kids in such a crap suburb. And don’t have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 so they don’t have to rent from perverts. PERVERTS. Or in a neighbourhood with perverts. I think I mentioned it on my other story where I described that Petersham house I was living in - it was really horrid, I mean an awful, kind of poverty like situation reminiscent of those tenaments in New York City back in the day!! So I want to add, anything I do whilst I lived in that house is not going to work out, the whole vibe of the situation ruins everything – maybe a man could handle that kind of ugliness, but not a woman. Btw, I was working then, same as, full time, and that place was the only place I could afford. Total waste of working. Btw, the police used to patrol around, and they would see all those people outside my flat “what are all those people doing there”!! lol clueless police, clueless. Not crazy – there’s your proof. I remember some other thought I had at Petersham - I remember thinking about the petty theft that goes on in that neighbourhood, then thinking about how, as I was growing up in Gunnedah we never had to worry about that, nothing of mine or my families, was ever taken - we always left our house open, the windows open, it was only if we went away on holidays that dad felt like he should do the right thing and shut off everything and lock up the house before we left - but I don’t think he did it because he was scared someone would break in and steal, it was just like his manly fatherly duties that he should do that! And so, in thinking about that fact, at Petersham one night, I was kind of, in affect boasting about it, and Gunnedah, especially when compared to Petersham. So I bet, in retrospect, some little dog – probably the same ones, would’ve heard me ‘boasting’ and so probably used that as a reason to steal from me. Infact they could be the 6 young men that came out to my house at Rowan Leigh, when I moved back to Gunnedah, they could be responsible for all the thefts that happened to me in Gunnedah after I returned, they followed me up to Gunnedah from Petersham? Possible. Stupids – meet the stupids. If you grew up in the country, probably best to stay in the country! I know after I returned from Melbourne, I had considerably more items stolen then, and I am pretty sure the girls I went to RMIT were following me too and stealing from me. Orchestrated by someone like Cathie Goldman. Inner city suburbs are full of thieves. I do not recommend living in the inner city suburbs unless you want be plagued by trashy little thieving leech bimbos for the next 20 odd years – or until you start writing a Blog about them!!! Update in 2025 apparently Melbourne is worse!! Btw, there was a lady and her 2 kids, 2 grown men, next door to me, and they had a cat, and I don’t think she ever changed her catlitter ever. At any rate, she used to leave it next to the window, which was always open, and the window would go into the hallway and the draft would carry the smell directly into my unit from the window, so the window was right at my front door. It was beyond bad. I mean, it was a total stench. It was disgusting. Like, as in hold you breath while your at the door. So, as a result I couldn’t use the front door, I totally blocked it up on the inside with heavy fabric and door snakes to stop any drafts, so then I used the back door, but that created some problems because every time it rained, the door shifted, and it didn’t lock, then it would dry out and shift back after I had changed the position of the lock!! One night I was broken into because of the door shift, and they stole my bag and wallet, money. But I didn’t complain ever about that women and her sons (she reminded me of Miss Cox!). I was there 18 months and when I moved out, I noted on the very same day that I was moving, this woman was moving too. I thought at the time ‘Oh well that’s too bad it wasn’t before’ – just really bad. On that day I encountered her and her two boys, they were rude to me. I wondered what an earth I had done to invoke such a reaction? I thought maybe they thought I complained about the smell and were being booted?? WAS NOT ME. I’m writing about this now, because those two boys I saw with her, possibly the same ones harassing me at the Mt Annan Botanical garden? holding a grudge against me re the cat smell? And following me around and stealing from me?? I think they spat in my lunch and I got sick? So I would just like to put down for the record: Hey, you little arseholes I didn’t make any complaints against your stinky mother. As if. I am not from Petersham! I would otherwise maybe have thought that unit was just another “punishment” by the stupid bimbo bully dogs, but as I recall, that place was organized by male rental guys. I don’t think you could find any male rental guys anymore. Or maybe she is like that other women from back then, the tomato roll woman, who named her daughter after me and has stalked and followed me around for like 20 years??? NUTTERS! 7. Australian Medicare Australia likes to think it has good health care for everyone, but it’s not really true, and needs to be greatly improved, especially in the ‘subsidy and rebate’ areas that Medicare offer. ALL areas of health need to be included, not just GP visits, so Specialists, like rebates for, Physio, Osteo, Chyro, Massage and Podiatry (these are just things I’ve needed, so there’s bound to be many others needed too). With those rebates this would also remove the need for the ridiculous health care plan which is sometimes known as chronic disease management plan. It’s sort of a crossover area, the term chronic disease is very vast, it covers areas from Aids management, to having a sore foot. So, where an eligible person (person with a healthcare card from Centrelink) may be suffering from a sore foot, and doesn’t even have a diagnosis yet, so needs to see a specialist merely just for diagnosis, before even determining what kind of treatment /care this person will need – yet to get that diagnosis, they need to be put on the healthcare plan in order to see the specialist. In fact, this situation is so ridiculous I really don’t know how Queensland health or probably the whole of Australia health for that matter have come up with such a ridiculous program and way to treat medical conditions. Maybe they don’t want to admit that GP, cannot diagnose all medical conditions. (Only took 3 yrs to diagnose my Collapsed Arch, and even then, only by a Chiro, no GP even thought about). And bear in mind, a care plan only lasts 12mnths, that is 1 care plan per 12mnths, so if you have said, a sore foot, and a sore shoulder at the same time, you will not be able to seek medical attention for one of the problems. Also, the care plan includes, well it’s meant to include, 5 visits to the chosen health professional, so that’s 5 visits without having to pay, that’s what it is meant to happen, in theory, but in practice that’s NOT how it is at all. A lot of those professionals will charge an initial fee, sometimes you can part claim back some on a Medicare claim, for others you can’t, and in my experience and they’ll go ahead and charge a second fee for you anyway, and often refuse you a visit, cutting your care plan short. One female physio in Gunnedah refused to treat me as I was a female, and not a young good looking football player. Also, the concept of rebates for massage is so foreign to people, but I have to talk about it because of the benefits of massage, particularly amongst people over 40- it’s really essential. Massage works on the Immune system - massage prompts the release of endorphins – the brain chemicals (neurotransmitters) that produce feelings of wellbeing. Levels of stress hormones, such as adrenalin, cortisol and norepinephrine, are also reduced, thus improving the immune system. This is scientific fact, not some weird hippy philosophy. There are many other health aspects to massage like: Reduced muscle tension Improved circulation Stimulation of the lymphatic system Increased joint mobility and flexibility Improved skin tone Improved recovery of soft tissue injuries Heightened mental alertness Reduced anxiety and depression. There needs to be something along the lines of a SUBSIDY OR A REBATE for massage for everyone, I would say at least 1 per month for every individual over the age of 40. I know the Gov can afford this. And while you’re at it Gov, boost the number of Massage therapists too, Afterall, it’s not Rocket Science, all you really need for it, is a “Feel for It” (despite what they say) I would expect at least 2 Massage clinics on every block! That is how beneficial they are to health. If the government does not know the health benefits of Massage and Physio by this point in time, then there is no hope for you. (I strongly suspect the QLD gov has no idea). Anyway, I know I need massage, physio, osteo, Chyro, podiatry, at the very least, to maintain functional health – and Medicare does not pay for these health concerns, and as a result, I am pretty much immobile and have issued me a Medical Certificate. 8. My Life Contributions and/or I should call it aid and inspire; Because not my invention for most listed below, but due to my impatient nature, and slow progress of mankind, I can speed things up a bit and give clarity to importance. Back to roots / grow your own FOOD. TRIPLE Twin wall Polycarbonate Roofing skylight FOR perfect Australian sun insulation. The quadruple massage shower - turns out this was already invented, obviously a case of ‘Great Minds Think Alike!’ btw, only 2 in North QLD – booked out Deep seated couches / sofas (it’s a wonder what a mere observational conversation can do). Shower Gel / Moisturising Body Wash instead of soap Discovered viruses are the cause of disease and they are handed out as a form of fighting. Exposed Powers that be, democracy gov as democracy fraud, run by women stealing under pretence of democracy. Apparently contributed to better primary education system (hopefully, it was pretty bad). Debit card. Discovered World War 2 was really about hair colour (and rich jews) - And by the way I can’t believe how stupid you have to be to be offended if someone was having a go at your hair colour. I mean you got to know that at least most likely half the population of the whole rest of the world has got the same hair colour as you; how could you possibly be offended and take any sly comment personally? to be offended would be BIMBO response, BIMBO. Toughen up you little imbeciles and put your ego away. (In the Ukraine or somewhere (I really ought topay more attention…), but around that war time, there was 1 (connected) man in the army, who had a dislike of his friend, with competition, morals/shame and a woman, being the underlying factors that contributed to city /village and whole surrounds being destroyed in the name of the war – 1 man, it was 1 man’s fault, that many lives and homes were lost; all based on coercion from 1 person. Exposed the pointlessness of tetanus shots. Exposed the thieving nature of women. Misting Fans. - u can still sell them!! not going to sue lol Encourage replacement Ozone treatments instead of chlorine systems in pools/spas. How to be calm in stressful situations for stupid mental health workers -Pinup girl for healthy mental health (OMG QLD mental health stupid) Drought times, lack of rain psyche, farmers gone nuts due to drought –behave rebelliously Extra-large coffees Nipple covers! Breville potato peeling Scrap booking (well, that was mum actually; she had an idea that I should write about our family holiday when we went to Bali with photos and brochures (age 11yrs) She and my teacher noticed after I did that, my school work and writing greatly improved) I continued to keep the scrap book going for each holiday, and I showed some girls at school in yr 9, the English teacher saw it, next thing you know, all the girls were instructed to do it, then now, you see, the whole world does scrap booking! btw, save your diary scrapbooks, you will want to see them in 50 years’ time Made Long-life milk taste better, plus heaps of food related / Coles items Snuggle pot and cuddle pie made into fabrics Recycle timber, not just chuck old bits out Zip line for all ages Mother’s and wives no longer ironing husbands shirts! Hand sanitiser Large umbrellas for everyday rain use instead of the piddly small ones! Pro movement push re the textile Design for the masses – design your designs Wild gardens Catfood gravy meats instead of in jelly (jel ly? What were they thinking) Exceptions to 48hr missing persons (police applying common sense rather than blindly following the nazi rules) Got the pollies to fix the electricity theft from greedy private electricity companies (still out of pocket by $1000’s already, the whole family) Coming up with the ‘No Roll Picot edge Cast On’ Free natives from Landcare nurseries for anyone who wants one – I see many councils implemented 4 free ones – rate payers only! Do you see the absurdness of my situation. “Oh sure, it’s an ‘idea free’ for all takers”, I bet it was Wainbergs who did it. I would not mind, except NOT FREE NATIVES FOR ME. Unbelievable, plus the neighbourhood I am in now, poisons and steals my trees. BIZZARO world. {I can still here Gunnedah landcare, “we’re private, we can’t do that” lol. – ohh – Mrs Hathaway – you niave bitch, and no I do not accept your apology. And, case in point, re her son and re the lawn mowing at Longs. All problems can be traced back to bimbo mother .} There are heaps of others, I can’t remember them all. 9. Movies Dividing People Passively and Silently Encouraging Class I’m outraged of Netflix movies telling stories, showing hoyty toyty twits snubbing people who have a trade, like a mechanic, calling them losers who have no future. Do those idiots know how much mechanics charge? me chanics are rich! Just because they’re not a doctor or a lawyer doesn’t mean they’re unworthy in any way -wake up you idiots, And stop spreading propaganda in such a divisive social class way, how dare you make mechanics feel unworthy. They are a vital part of our community, and we all would be lost without them. Yes I am talking to you; the creators of the movie “endless love” by Georgia Department of economic development, Dentsu Inc/Fuji television network Inc, Bluegrass Films fake Empire production, writers Shana Feste, Joshua Safran. I have to mention this movie didn’t have any reflective dogs or stupid sound editors in it, which is a bloody miracle, (believe it or not) and makes a very nice change. Maybe the Georgia Department of economic development has a secret plan to rid the town of too many mechanics, and they have a doctor shortage, is the only explanation isn’t 10. The Good Door Story with Mouse Story I can’t begin to tell you what a pleasure it was growing up in a big old country style house, built from timber, with custom-built doors and windows, plus other good features like wrap around veranda’s. The modern houses often don’t have as much time and effort put into them. Even though the modern houses are usually brick, and so have much better insulation and sometimes much better functionality, there’s just something about timber, and feelings that timber inspire. I urge all homeowners to strive to do something different in their home to make it unique and special. A mass-produced house, or as I like to call them, ‘plainjanes’, I imagine, just wouldn’t provide such fond memories (in my opinion, it’s not only memories of people and family, but house is equally important. The home memories carry through all adult life. So, make your home special. Even plainjanes can be jazzed up! So, at school, in the dining room, there were 12 girls to a table and there were about, I don’t know, maybe 30 tables in the big dining hall, with a huge big double door at one end the room. I recall now, other girls used to stare at me at my table, it must have been kind of unnerving, but actually I didn’t really notice too much at the time, I just did not pay too much attention to other girls, infact thinking about it, I was pretty much disinterested in mostly everything at that bloody school. But something would happen; eventually, as I was sitting waiting for meals, or meals to end, staring around, doing nothing, eventually, I would smile, just a little smile would cross my face (unbeknownst to me at the time). I recall about it later, as I know about the other girls who just stared at me – a little obsession out of boredom, some sort of staring contest that bimbos do. But they would try and figure out what I was smiling at. Because I would say, I did it at every meal. So, finally I worked out, I think it was like 20 years later, that it was the smile that had them all baffled, and the smile was about those big double doors, when I looked at them, eventually my thought process would get around to what they reminded me of, which was my old bedroom in the farm homestead that we used to live in. Those big double wooden doors leading from my bedroom onto the Veranda. One time, one morning, I had woken and was just laying there still half asleep, and suddenly I saw a little mouse scurrying along the skirting boards, then disappearing under the crack of those big doors, and actually, the little mouse was taking its time really, not scurrying too much, he didn’t know that I was just laying there watching him. So that was the memory, those doors reminded me of that little mouse, and why I would eventually get this little wry smile on my face, as those control freak dog girls starred at me. Those bimbos would have buckleys chance of working out why I was smiling. J “Oh, just a happy childhood is all”. It is those girls who still follow me around, harass me and steal from me. No such happy child hood for them. Seriously, what possesses people to simply stare at someone for literally hours? It was not like I was some ‘stunning beauty’, oh contrare! It seems to be some weird female trait, to obsess and meddle in others business. I think it’s dog related. An unevolved characteristic. 11. Bad Actors who do Not take their Job Seriously And as a Result Disrespects the Central Character’s Life These moviemakers, well storytellers, were trying to manipulate the viewer one side or the other, you choose; the debate was about whether there should be laws put in place to convict people who were involved in wars, and caused atrocities, and generally acted like Nazis. It was a true story from the 1940’s about the war conferences held to determine crimes and punishments. One side would say their argument, and the viewer could easily agree with it, they win, but then the other side put their case forward, even more eloquently so, and so the viewer would easily agree with that side. Then a third judge would add to the debate stating if there were no laws before the war you can’t apply the laws made after the war to the previous war - which of course confuses the whole situation. Anyway, the story whilst being a valuable debate is not the point of what I’m trying to make here, my point is the people portraying the story, the actors, I felt were not taking their roles seriously, may have been ad-libbing in spiteful and bitchy ways, also whilst tooting car horns - most inappropriate. So much so, I could not watch after ½ hr or so, so missed out on the full story. I’m writing about it because actors need to take their job seriously, even if it is a cushy job! Telling somebody else’s life story needs to be treated with respect. 12. Meddling Mary’s, Modern in Victorian st -none of your business One day when I was watching my favourite show ‘Grand Designs’, the camera crew were talking to members of the public about the upcoming house that was being built. And this camera crew came across to me as rather manipulative, they wanted to stir up trouble, as in get the neighbour to say they don’t like it, it does not belong, and create a big neighbourhood conflict. And those neighbours really had no idea that they were being manipulated. I mean if they really sat down looked at the big picture, applied some common sense, they would realise that they don’t really care if the neighbour’s house is white or grey, or if it’s too modern or too old-fashioned. And even if they didn’t like it, this is an opinion which should be kept to themselves, or discussed within their household - it certainly shouldn’t be taken to a committee before council!! It is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS how your neighbours wish to renovate their home THEIR HOME THEIR MONEY. Or how they want their new house to be shaped, or coloured! I find it extraordinary how Council will tolerate this kind of community conflict, it’s like they relish in this conflict, so then they can play sides and then go on powertripping rule making and decision-making process. When in fact, any conflict of this nature, should be dismissed immediately, and those nuisance neighbours should be informed that indeed it is NOT any of their business and they shouldn’t be so jealous, and they should revel in their neighbours happiness. Shame on councils and nosy neighbours. Btw, there are privacy laws in Australia, to protect people against someone prying into their personal business, like no address or car rego details are made public. Unless what someone’s doing is illegal, it’s probably not worth the time to look into it. That, plus it may violate privacy rights and you could, in theory, get in trouble (a right being a guide rather than a law - in my experience the powers that be, don’t give a flying fig about privacy) I of all people, know how important privacy is, especially when it comes to backyards and earshot situations (no prying neighbours thanks very much) Not to mention privacy online, I have been tracked and banned from many social media websites, this would have come about due to a violation of my privacy. Google: guilty, there appears to be one black dog cunt who works there, it could be Nikki Barret, who has decided to ban ALL my google map reviews – she, is a fucked person, who I personally hope, burns in hell. Anyway, I am straying off subject, what I’m trying to say, is activity/construction/renovation/plans, need to be kept private from neighbours and other jealous members of the community. Having members of the neighbourhood allowed to have a say in your business or construction, is a ridiculous concept. I can’t believe it’s even a topic on Grand Designs. The prominent architect, goes on to say that this is one of the biggest problems in gaining planning permission from councils, as they listen to what jealous spiteful neighbors have to say!! Ridiculous. Why would you even ask the neighbours what they thought - don’t ask them. I believe this is a UK problem, I’ve not heard this to be a problem in Australia, most Australians are too scared to buck the trend anyway, or have no money to build a modern home. They get what the government says. In Australia, I find the general attitude of the whole community is NOT to respect anyone else’s privacy, very true in my experience, so nosy, such perves, most people. Although I realize it was because of all the shonky home builders that councils had to step in, in the first place. Still if someone wants to build a modern house in a Victorian street, I say GO AHEAD. Here is a good spot to mention the topic of an old federation homes, and conservation. I recall back in the 80’s which was the time when “Federation” really took off in my area in Australia, and they wanted to “preserve” old buildings by listing them as ‘untouchable’. Of course, there are a lot of old buildings, particularly in Sydney built out of stone that are worth preserving, but I feel there is an element of nazi behaviour that took over those councils, and they wanted to preserve anything that’s old, and has survived. Obviously, that is a bit silly, because houses built back in the day, often were not built by ‘thinkers’, weren’t functional, practical or insulated, and some of them are just really odd. Like in the UK, (where Australian councils adopt a lot of planning policy from) there are buildings and homes from 300yrs ago that have extremely low ceilings - and have been ‘grade a’ listed, meaning they can’t be touched, but only preserved. Really and truly - obviously anything with a ceiling where you are going to hit your head - JUST BULLDOZE IT DOWN, don’t be ridiculous! There was an old house in Gunnedah which was listed as Federation in the 80’s. Actually, it was an old hospital, built in the Timber Federation style, no one had inhabited it for at least 50 years, it was kind of rundown, but still in ok shape, because it was built well. Actually, it was next door from our house in Henry st. A bright red federation building, infact I’ve written about this before, but when I tried to find it, it was missing. So, I put it here, again. So, at the time of when there was Hayley’s comet, ( halley's comet ) not too long after the place was declared ‘untouchable’, a Developer put in an application to council planning, to bulldoze the hospital for a block of units. {Now, it would not surprise me, if the Developer read about how, it was ‘untouchable’, and this triggered his ‘rebel’ mode, and so wanted to develop it? – such is the nature of certain people with certain nazi backgrounds} But Council declared “no, it is a listed federation house. It needs to be preserved for old times’ sake”. Following a whole lot of legal battles between the developer and council, council stood firm “No”. Rules are Rules. (Cat and mouse game going on.) So, a short time after that, one night, there was a big fire, and the whole Federation hospital had burnt down. The fire was declared an accident, but everyone in town knew that it was deliberately lit by the developers, but no one cared, so certainly no one was held accountable, and so the units were built (actually to the detriment of our neighbourhood, as there were a lot of ‘dogs’ who moved into the units, and we had items stolen, and I was later harassed by women and sm’s (single mother sons) in those units – I feel the ‘density’ factor, is the problem, such close proximity and earshot, sparks problems). As far as I was concerned, that old hospital did fall under the category of ‘dysfunctional’, and not practical, not comfortable to live in, and definatly not an attractive building, so it didn’t really matter. Although there was another building, some 30yrs later that was destroyed (I am not sure how, one minute it was there, the next minute it was gone, seemingly no debate at all. It was a large 3 or 4 story pink warehouse, an old flour mill, or was it a cotton gin, or wool press? That big building would have been a beautiful conversion, although it was on the river, in a flood zone, but it was built to last the floods, with the first floor being open. I later came across an article about the building, I think it was on the Gunnedah Independent (now the Gunnedah Times) Facebook page, that warehouse was built in 1860 by George Cohen and it lasted that whole time, it lasted through every flood until in 2016 or thereabouts when Gunnedah Council purchased the land as they were purchasing all the land in the flood zone and they bulldozed the warehouse, it and turned it into a park, and in memory of George Cohen, they put up a plaque, because he refused to move his business up into Conadilly Street, with all the other proposed businesses at the time; he wanted the main street of Gunnedah to remain in Maitland st, even though it’s a flood zone. Lol. Apparently the conflict with Council back then, was big, he was adamant that it be built in that spot, and eventually he got his own way. (How times have changed). But the main st with all the other businesses, was set up further, in Connadilly st. I’m not sure if it was such a wise spot. I am definitely an advocate for not building in flood zones. As pretty as it is down near the river flats. So, it was demolished and a couple of uncomfortable small units were built in its place, on stilts. Stupid. Ugly. And greed. Also, I am an advocate of saving materials from buildings, I’ve noticed most demolitions destroy everything, and take everything to the tip, it’s such a waste. I think it was only until recently maybe in the last 15 years where things have been salvaged. But I still see many demolition sites where nothing is saved, bricks included - all get thrown out, and it’s definitely a shame, as there is a HUGE market for second-hand salvaged timbers/doors/windows, and bricks especially. Have you ever been to a tip shop, my local one is packed out in opening hrs. I do wonder why those people don’t list demolition houses online, telling people they are free to take what they want, come and help yourself, I mean it will save the demolition people, if half the building is gone. Plus, if your savvy enough, you can end up building a whole house with free materials. I did try to find photos online of that old red hospital, but there were none – “never happened!” Later the pink building on an old google maps shot; the photo does not show its true pink colour. 13. Do you have the right TONE to argue your point? I recall one time when I had issues with David my landlord, at Rangari, there was a conflict discussion in progress up the paddock. As we were talking, I noticed, after a bit, he would hear the tone of my voice (which was agitation) and he wouldn’t listen to what I was saying, he just heard my tone, and to him that tone was FIGHT, so instead of listening to what I said, which would have resolved the conflict, he just blindly started fighting. And because we didn't really know each other very well he just kind of started taking odd potshots, it was a little comical for me and I tried not to laugh. I instantly knew in that moment what his marriage would be like, with past arguments and qualms being thrown back at each other, instead of potshots. Lol So, he just heard my tone, and paid no attention to what I actually was saying. I think a lot of other people do this - I’m not sure whether this is something that needs to be learnt - how to listen to people, or if its alcohol abuse, or emotionally abusive parents, or boring and tedious school teachers. I’m definitely no expert in the area, but it’s common. I’ve had to learn to control my tone when talking to certain people. In fact, it can be quite advantageous speaking “softly spoken” in many situations. I think it makes the other person feel unthreatened. For instance, there was one man who was big, a big beefy bodybuilder, plus tall, broad and good looking, and what would happen, is that he would encounter other men who found him to be a threat, just from looking at him and his size! (Such is the big egos of men wanting to be the toughest and the strongest in the room - "oh yeah, you wanna fight"!!) And the guy hadn't done anything to provoke it - it was just an automatic caveman reaction from a smaller person to a larger person. {Yes it still is 2024}. So, to thwart all the men wanting to fight him constantly for no real reason aside from ego and fear (which are not valid reasons to pick a fight with someone), the big bodybuilder came up with a plan, he learnt how to speak softly, so he’s thought of as a big ‘softy’, so as not to be a threat. I think here is a good place to put something that I’ve noticed certain people do when they do actually listen too. Because I’ve always prided myself on someone who is a good listener when compared to others - for example; it is required when you’re listening to someone to kind of interject at certain points and say “oh” “yeah” “mmmm” “go on” - things like that, to show that you’re listening and understanding fully of what the person is saying. A lot of people don’t do this, and I am left wondering, am I talking to a zombie or are they understanding? Sometimes I find out in the end, that they had understood, but it did not show. Other times, I can later see they had NO understanding of what I was saying at all, and instead of interjecting with WHAT or something, they kept quiet for the whole remainder of the explanation – so weird). So maybe teachers could start teaching this in communication class - have they started teaching communication in school yet? 14. Struck by Lightning, and the wannabe “thought police” doing the opposite in pure Antagonism Form After seeing some archaeologists on telly one day, I thought that doing archaeology, digging up someone else’s house from 500 years ago was pretty pointless - but I was young and naive back then and realise there has been some interesting facts uncovered, and truths about humans, because of archaeology. One day, when I was living on a farm at Tulcumbah near Keepit Dam, I came across a bit of cement sticking up out of the ground just near the house, and wondered what it was, I happen to have my spade with me, and so started digging the dirt to see what it was, after a bit I realised it was a path, and after a little bit more I realised there was a house just near the site that had been demolished, and my present house had replaced it. I just thought for a moment, that’s kind of interesting and dug up another bit. But in that moment, suddenly, as it was stormy, I was struck by lightning, literally, the lightning hit the metal shovel that I was using, and it went through me and out my metal toe capped boots. So actually, it didn’t hurt, except for a slight burning sensation near my toe, which was touching the metal in my steel toe Boots - so I’m not sure if that’s the usual way that lightning works but I figured if you want to be struck by lightning all you have to do is go out in the storm and wave a shovel around and you’ll be struck. Or it could’ve been a sign from God! telling me to stop bloody digging up the past, as He spent many decades slowly and carefully burring that path and old godawful house! Lol Btw I loved those steel cap toe boots, they were all black, so cute, it felt like my foot was in a big bubble of protection. I felt completely safe. “You can’t get my foot” I remember thinking, regularly, every time I put them on, “too bad if you wanted to stub my toe – you just can’t, haha!!” I amuse myself! But, so then, as at that time, I had problems with dogs following me around, female dogs ofcourse – I think they may have been politically related?? As in stupid dog women who work for politicians?? Same one who was jealous of my green knit pants. They were at Keepit dam on the speaker phone, I’m pretty sure trying to annoy me. So, I’m thinking some stupid dog has heard my thinking at that time, and has since made it her mission in life to try and inflict pain on my feet any chance she can see how. Along the lines of foot binding. She is a sadist. Read my many stories about this, with catheads, acacia thorns, sharp hooks, being placed in my path in the hopes I will tread on them. I thought the hole in my work boot was deliberate too to cause planter fasciitis, but actually some people worked out, that the hole was caused by a planter wart, caused by incorrect homeopath treatment, by St Leonards clinic. At the moment, I'm reading 1984 by George Orwell. In his book, "the thought police" are a 'thing'! I mean, today, well, in 2020 at any rate, if you tell a psychiatrist this, - you'll be accused of being a crazy schizophrenic. But psychiatrists are stupid (and don’t want to admit they are wrong {which is what makes them stupid}). So, as I'm reading it, the whole thing is reminiscence of "the dogs". I'm constantly referring to the dogs who sniff things out - they're just like the thought police. The Queen, back when she was alive, advised me that she used to refer to the dogs as the "Bolsheviks"! I think it's safe to say that, since you can't deny or confirm if it's true or not 😁 15. Telstra Guarantee I want to talk about my life experience with Telstra, as it has been quite extraordinary. You would think this would just be a business providing a service, but no, this is pretty much the least of what Telstra do. Telstra is a big company, they are rich and cocky, and do as they please. They also sponsor a lot of television shows and community projects thus have a lot of weight within the community, their favourite thing to do is brain wash people. Anyway, the main thing I wanted to mention (putting aside all the little things that happen as you invariably need to speak to Telstra about phone/Internet) But as I did not know about the Telstra Guarantee when I needed it, I am writing about my experience, because, chances are, it is not only me that they ‘cheat’, it would be a lot of young ladies. So, what it is; when you ask them for a new phone connection, they’re meant to just do it, no matter where you live, if there’s an existing phone line they meant to do it within two days (there’s other rules for if there’s no phone line at all, but I’ll just stick to what I know) So when I first wanted to get my phone put on, I was living on a farm and I went through a terrible time communicating with Telstra, when I phoned Telstra, each time it was like I was speaking to zombies, it was just impossible for me to get my phone connected, they were rude, patronizing, arrogant, condescending, powertripping, stupid, contradictory and facetious, to start with. It took weeks if not months of relentless phone calls from payphones to get my landline connected. Now, I was only there briefly, but my next farmhouse, I had to go through the same ugly process, and again all the same problems. Same thing happened at my following farmhouse, (renting all my life, the things renters have to put up with, they get tossed around like a seal by a whale) Telstra seem to have issues with doing farm houses too, as they only like doing populated areas, as they are greedy. If they have to go all the way out to a farm, it takes half a day, so it costs them - even though they’re one of the richest companies in Australia. So, what I didn’t know at the time was this is a ‘known’ problem, there are ‘known’ people who work at Telstra who play bimbo dog ‘games’ with customers. So, the government has come up with a rule - if a customer asked you to connect their phone and you haven’t done it within two days, you have to pay $60 per day for each day that it goes unconnected. I can’t remember how I came across this, but it is listed and written in the Yellow Pages, it’s called the Telstra Guarantee, so that particular time they hadn’t connected it and I contacted them about this Telstra agreement, and at that point there would be a tally of about $2500! And indeed, they paid the $2500. But guess what, I had to move again, and at my next address, another farmhouse, the same thing happened, and it was about the same $2500 they paid to me again. And yet again, I had to move, another farmhouse, the same thing was about to happen, I could see the zombies starting to mess me about, so immediately, I told them that I was aware of the Telstra guarantee and that they would have to pay $60 for each day that it is not connected. I told them, that in the past they’ve paid me approximately $5000 for the same problem. Within an hour I had someone calling me back saying that they will get it connected that day. If only all business’s and Courier company’s had the same rule – Allied Express, that would be $60 a day, for so far, 96 days, you figure it out. ($5,760 – I’ll take a check thanks Allied) I have heaps more to say about the evil and stupid women that work at Telstra. Something else wicked Telstra do, (I have talked about this before but I could not find it) a huge problem within the whole community of Australia; the situation is; people need to communicate to function and not fight - most fighting is a result of poor communication, and Telstra encourage this fighting behaviour by making phone calls ridiculously expensive, for certain people (I know all plans are different depending on where you are in Australia and who you are) I mean I’ve been talking to people over the phone, who try to cut the conversation short due to phone charges - and as a result the conversation has been completely inadequate to say the least. Especially since it doesn’t actually cost Telstra anything when people make these calls, because all infrastructure is already in place. Problems as a result of poor communication is not in the least bit funny. I am sure this evil sense of humour is what drives a lot of Telstra‘s behaviour. { oh, and because communication really is a source of many arguments, in my opinion, the whole world should learn English; at least if we knock out a language barrier, there’s more of a hope of peace} I want to further add today, to this story (10th of November 2021) as of late, Telstra have been putting me through to ‘gay boys’, as in a certain type of person, who has that certain way of speaking, with a certain tone. I associate them as gay boys, but who knows, maybe they’re all just from a certain part of Melbourne. I want to further add today, to this story (7th of July 2023) as of late, Telstra have been putting me through to the same woman. So, I had to call all the petshops in Mackay to see who sold my cats favourite meat, (and how much), and 3 of them were answered by the same woman, and 2 of them were answered by the same young man. None of them had my cats food at an affordable price. All the calls to the woman overcharged, and the 2 calls to men said they had none. Still typical of women, stealing by overcharging. Anyway, the ‘one woman’ sounded like the dog from the tool shop who stole $16 from me with faulty glue. And it had something to do with my stupid bimbo neighbours who spend most of their time harassing and obsessing with what I am doing, as after I made all those calls – they were laughing and carrying on like “we got you, ha ha”. Also that stupid neighbour had something to do with the mail man picking my lock to deliver a package into my locker, so he would not have to deliver it to my door, face to face – that express postman is a discriminator. But instead of discriminating against my DOG NEIGHBOURS WHO ANNOY THE CRAP OUT OF ME AND EVERYONE IN THIS UNIT COMPLEX, they do the opposite, and target the victim of those stupid dogs. There’s that song again – fuck off fuck off fuck off fuckoff fuck off fuck off fuck off fuckoff. I have the next paragraph on 4 other stories, as it has come to realization, in 2024, that this particular issue is the main issue with most of the problems I have with ‘monkees on my back’; those people are, infact single narcissists, who are latching on to me, as a single woman, trying to play out their stupid narcissists ways (they still may be in a relationship with someone else, but that other someone else, does not let them play their games, so they look elsewhere, it is a form of betrayal too. But I mean, just get a divorce, its no good being married to a narcissists. No point.) I especially feel I have these problems from Telstra staff. Really they belong in jail. You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much NOT being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it, sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (As soon as I read this, I immediately thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also, a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools. And Telstra call centre staff). So, if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid. Scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. 16. Telstra FIGHTING TACTICS if they are not worshipped, together with CBA thieves. Telstra have so many fighting antics up their sleeve, they are ridiculously childish, not to mention, pretty much have delusions of grandeur and want to be worshipped (not just treated with courtesy and respect – they want to be WORSHIPPED). How they are actually still operating is unknown. But this is a perfect example of what someone / 1 company, does when they have too much power, eventually it goes to their head. No one keeps them in check, or reminds them not to be so arrogant. And they have as much money to do as much power tripping as they please, all that I’ve mentioned previously is only half of it. Here is just another little tactic they use; When you phone up and ask them about your account, they say they can’t find your account. They go through all sorts of reasons, excuses, processes, and it’s purely to waste my time - they know perfectly well who I am. I’ve been a long-term customer of Telstra for over 30yrs. They’ve done this on numerous occasions, I tell them to set it straight - but no, they do not, it’s a game for them, a bored bitch game. Suffice to say, after my last expense with Telstra, I am no longer a Telstra mobile phone customer. I have dodo phone service. I did have an Active8me Internet service, all working perfectly and much cheaper, but with address I need different providers. Another thing that happened and I’m not sure whether this is Telstra or CBA actually, I suspect CBA they’re guilty as all hell at stealing, but I gave Telstra my credit card for a new large data plan, $75. I upgraded to a large plan. I assumed they billed me. About three weeks later I had to change my credit card because of a security breach by a fake internet provider – Circles (Which actually I suspect is Telstra company, and, infact, I will write further about this- I strongly suspect, actually I know, Telstra IT nerds create “pop-up” web stores on the Internet - targeting specific customers who they want to steal from, in the form of overcharging desired products. For example, when the Internet was relatively new, farmers were told there was various weather websites they could go on and check the weather. I did a search for a weather website, the only one listed was a Telstra one, and that website wanted you to pay $800 a month to be updated with accurate weather. EIGHT HUNDRED DOLLARS! But the real weather website) is actually free, you can check it on BOM, bureau of meteorology. So that’s just one example, there’s heaps of others, I don’t want to list, because the people that have started those businesses as a sideline, will probably still be making money and overcharging stealing from people online. I specifically think they’re targeting me; they have my IP address because back then they were actually not many people on the internet, especially in Gunnedah. But because of that Telstra guarantee (see my photo story about that full story) - the rule of; if they don’t connect a new phone connection, they have to pay $60 per day, and they ended up paying me quite a sum of money, thousands,and so now they have a group of Telstra people working to try and steal money from me, because, they don’t believe that I was entitled to that money - but I can assure you I most certainly was. You fucked up Telstra! They also use this overcharging method to steal from various retailers, ones that are in cahoots with Telstra girls - I think they manage to brainwash the owners of certain retailers. Female dog tactics. Anyway, back to this particular story. So, CBA issued me another credit card with new numbers, so this means I have to literally physically go around and update all my automatic payment methods with my new credit card, including Telstra. Only I forgot to do Telstra‘s, but they kept sending me a bill saying I was $20 in credit, so I was unaware that the $75 payment had failed and I kept on having Internet problems – slow connection, I mean it had been working fine for the last 2 yrs, and now all of a sudden, too slow to work after 6pm. I kept on phoning them up, asking what is the problem? But they refused to fix it or let me know what the problem was, until finally like about 8 weeks later, it was discovered that the payment had failed, and apparently, they sent me a bill saying I was in credit because they have changed my account to a different platform – least that was their excuse, as to why I was not advised of the payment failure – they are full of shit, and just wanted to cause problems. They wanted to have “fuel”, an excuse to ‘muck things up for me” – a typical Australian problem amongst big business especially. So, I said to them once it was clear this was the problem, well, I will update my details, I hung up and I didn’t update my credit card details that afternoon, it was late, I waited till the next morning, but when I was in NetBank, I saw a payment of $75 had just gone through 2hrs before. I know I sure as hell didn’t update my details two hours previously. I contacted Telstra and demanded to know how they obtained my new credit card details and they said the only way they could obtain new credit card details is if I told them or somebody else told. NO OTHER WAY. SO, I contacted the bank, and that girl (dog) said Well even though you’ve changed credit cards, technically if there’s money owing to you, like if you’re in debt, then CBA can transfer the money via your new credit card. TOTAL DOG THIEVES at cba. I’m pretty sure they can’t do this, I’m pretty sure that CBA girl was lying her arse off. (As if that was true it would have gone through the following day, not 8 weeks later – so CBA have blatantly stolen $75. The only other possibility is some stupid dog has my new credit card details and phoned Telstra to update, except no one has my credit card details that I am aware of – this does not mean that stupid dogs do not have my new details, like I have previously mentioned, I have dogs that follow me everywhere I go, and there is one that lives across the road from me at no 9. So, either way that person is a thief, and the CBA dog was covering for her – which I know happens a lot – there are a lot of stupid dogs in Australia that need protection because of their stupid bimbo behaviour – just like this. And, btw, even after Telstra received payment, they still did not fix my internet, like I know they can easily. There were some other dubious matters going on at CBA with the pending payments; the fake company charged my cc $1 – you know sometimes companies do this before accepting payment or account holders. So, they deducted money off CC, but it was not $1, it was $200, but the pending payment said it was $1, only the amounts added up to $200 – do you see what they did? Literally stealing $200. At first, I did not know why there was another $200 missing off my cc, (because this has happened before, and they reimbursed me when I complained to the Bank TIO) so it was missing for about 3 weeks, then finally I thought I would have to phone the bank, when I remember that $1 pending payment from the dodgy Circles company (which I am pretty sure is actually Telstra) then suddenly miracle of miracles, the $200 gets returned to my account – as soon as I remembered it 3 weeks later. So, they were trying to steal $200 from me in the hopes that I wouldn’t remember that $1 pending payment - if I hadn’t remembered they would’ve tried to steal another $200 again. They are sure as hell are guilty, and should be held accountable. {update, it happened again in 2024, with $150 missing, and 3 fake surcharges applied to 3 bakery transaction, 2mnths after I made the transaction – they literally are stealing, but say, when I ask them about it – that’s not possible. Well, it is, it happened, and now I am going to need screenshots of all transactions as proof. Oh. No. nothing nuisance about that – CBA you are a nuisance, aside from thieves with no morals. But by the way you can’t make any complaints to CBA they have absolutely no complaints phone number, no complaints email or online contact form - they are the most arrogant big business around. I also should mention Telstra have been putting my phone calls through to incorrect people, to bimbo dogs, for years. I think at first, they may have been putting my calls through to their Telstra colleagues? But later they put me through to other various people and have caused a lot of problems for me. Like when I tried to call the butcher, some zombie girl takes the call, and there are no young girls that work at the Butcher. Another Telstra tactic, by the dog pervert ones, is to switch my Internet off when I leave my unit, (I have a mobile broadband now, so I can take it where ever I go, and I get interenet. Or when I go into the toilet. Fuck off you fucking disgusting perverts. There is a specific Chinese or Asian guy that does this, I have started recognising their voices now. There is also one who calls herself ivy – she is disgusting. Actually in 2024 I learnt there's a specific word to describe these people and their personality trait, and it's actually listed as a mental health problem, but pretty much 90% of all people in Australia I have encountered, suffer from this condition, so it's a little bizarre describing something so widespread as a mental health issue! The word is narcissism. Infact all this time I have been writing my blog, I have yet to mention this totally annoying phenomena of nuisance callers. I receive numerous phone calls, nuisance phone calls, mainly consisting of people calling and then hanging up, not saying anything, and the numbers are always private listing, so this tells me basically it’s Telstra who have been doing this. I now screen all my calls, and any unlisted numbers are sent to voice mail. I also record ALL phone calls I make and receive (this makes a big difference) - stupid stupid stupid little dogs who have no common sense who work at Telstra, you all deserve a baseball batting, I hope you get cancer and die. fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off. And how can they get away with doing this? Police are powerless against those dogs. 17. Phone call sabotage by Telstra bimbos who think it will be funny I’ve mentioned a few times now, sometimes I think Telstra, when I call someone, they put me through to some stupid dog, and not the actual person I want to speak to; so here is a list of examples of when that happened; Agnes Water, when I tried to call the butcher, I just got this stupid girl instead of the butcher. I think this has happened twice, with a different butcher too? At Rangari, another time I needed to obtain some information about my business number, I had a registered business number, in operation for several years. When I phoned them up, I just got this stupid girl who said no there’s no such ABN as that, you’re not listed as a business register, and I told her that I was, and she kept insisting that I wasn’t. I’m not sure what her game was because I definitely am listed, if you look me up, you can see me listed, - just a stupid dog who wanted to fight, so condescending and contradictory - it’s like why the hell does Telstra put me through to the stupid dogs? I don’t ask to speak to stupid dogs ever? (this kind of phone call happens a lot) A LOT. INFURIATING! Another time, I phoned up a bookshop and some stupid dog told me to drive out to Blacktown to get a particular book, wild goose chase. Ok, no more book purchases. Melbourne, I purchased a Belkin product, and it didn’t work, so I phoned the number on the little pamphlet, and after at least an hour and a half of putting me on hold, they finally put me through to someone, and when I asked them, the guy said “I donna-no” in that typical stupid Australian tone, and after I’d hung up, I’m pretty sure that voice sounded familiar, and I realized it was in fact my new flatmate - so I’m not sure why Telstra would’ve put me through to my flatmate? He had no idea about why my product wasn’t working, and as if he would ergo “I donna-no”. I refuse to purchase that brand. Twice I called Sarina Pet Shop and twice I got a recorded voice message service, but I know someone’s always in that shop manning it, and it’s not that busy. So, I suspect Telstra divert my calls? Well, also at any rate, Sarina Pet Shop never returns my calls. The most recent time, I think they’ve just given up on putting me through to other people, and instead what they do is say “this phone number is no longer connected” when I know that’s absolute garbage, because there are some businesses who won’t ever close down. When I call Telstra to find out why the line isn’t working, when I know that it is, again I get some sheepish stupid dog implying that I shouldn’t be calling them anyway!! Can you believe that, as if it is any ones else business who I call? Who the hell do they think they are? definitely Telstra related; putting my phone calls through to people that obviously are inappropriate and not the correct person? There has been heaps, like so many, I can’t possibly list them all. Someone needs to sue their arses off, and rack off you stupid bimbos at Telstra. I literally have to swear black and blue at them to get them off my back. Stupid monkeys. Actually, here is a good spot to mention also, I've noticed, at age 51, I don't think I can recall a time when I've called someone, been sent their voice message, left a message for them to return my call (- usually in relation to work issue), and then they actually have called me back. Not once, I just can't think of any time when that has happened. I ALWAYS have to chase up the person that I need to speak with repeatedly. It's either an indication of how disrespectful people are or infact what I am saying about Telstra is true, they are diverting my calls. You know I've called a lot of people over the years, so I'm sure someone somewhere must've called me back and returned my phone call? if you were one of those rare people, please remind me who you are so I can say there was at least one person! Photo above is my good BBQ at Rangari, not really related to above story, but I wanted to put a photo of it up here. 18. School Woodworking Projects I recall many years ago, boys doing the HSC and woodwork; and they would come up with projects to do, they did kind of big impractical projects, and I wondered why there’s so many boys making big old fashioned grandfather clocks. Make one of these young boys , you can’t go wrong. Far more practical. Perhaps even make 2, one for normal use, and a smaller one for sleeves and collars! And you know, this, explains a lot about Australians. They’re not even taught from an early age to be practical and functional: to create things that make your life easier. Wake up Australia. 19. Mothers Teaching their Kids how to Shoplift This is something that’s not mentioned or ever talked about -mothers encouraging their kids to steal for them, and for themselves. Often it’s pretty mothers who have everyone fooled. I have seen at least on 3 occasions in my life, a mother encouraging her child to steal. No one would believe me if I told them because the mother was so pretty and well-dressed. I would’ve had to catch them on camera, (as I was swimming in the ocean for one of them, that was not possible), btw, that mother, now, I am not saying it was her, but it looked like Beyonce, the singer, and a 6yr old child, a boy, mother keeping a look out, son stealing from my bag on the beach. Just disgusting. Then I was driving another time, and the third time I felt, I witnessed the ‘now’ adult stealing, because from what he had learnt as a child being raised by his two bimbo parents - both respectable members of the community btw. And a 4th - a girl at school, who used to ‘use’ other girls, her friends, and unbeknownst to them, use them to distract the shop girl, while she pocketed candy bars. She would’ve stolen $1000’s worth of candy bars over the 6 years). Although I do take my camera with me everywhere I go now, and I usually have my carcam on too, I seem to witness a lot of ‘questionable behaviour’, it’s safer if I have my body cam with me at all times. I have put this here because many possessions of mine have been stolen (about $10,000 worth over 15yrs). And up here in QLD, some of them taken from small spots, for instance only a child could climb up onto my Veranda through the gap. So it goes on in the general community out there, and it goes on within close community of neighbours. What is wrong with people? I recommend not having kids, especially if you can’t afford to raise them (don’t be bimbos please, it’s offensive to my sex, and only bimbos steal) The things you need to be teaching your ‘easily manipulated’ kids, is about marketing people, and how they want to trick you into buying, and pestering their folks for products. I mean come on, do you know how clever and smart those marketing people are? you have to warn your little naive kids about them, do them a favour. You know, when my little brother was growing up (10 yrs between us), my mother made a bet with him -that he couldn’t last 12 months without watching television, (she did not want him to be a child TV bum) and if he won, then they would give him $1000 at the end of the year. (back then $1000 was more than it is today), and he did it. He went the whole 12 months without watching television. I think he was 14 or 15 at the time. My savvy parents had learnt how to incentivize! (I just a savvy biography movie on Netflix, where the mother forced her kids to go to the library and start reading, instead of watching telly in the arvo, – no $1000 reward either. One of the kids went on to be a Doctor.) When I was younger, about 9 or so. Our family television broke, and mum said, “that’s it, we’re not getting another television, we are having a television break, we are having family time!” We went for a think maybe 1-2 years without a television. And to be honest, I don’t really remember that time as ‘television-less’ so to speak, it was not missed, we all seemed to have other things to occupy ourselves with. When the house sold and we moved in town, we got a new one. It takes savvy to raise a child – not bimbo thiefness - you ought to adopt your child out if you’re a thief. Do them a favour. There is a lot of competition now between savvy mothers, if you’re a thief – you have no chance. 20. If you can’t get within 10m of girl in waking hrs, SAME APPLIES IF SHE’S ASLEEP 21. Mall Dogs and Blondes who Baby Discriminate If you read my “bitches at big W” story, I mentioned I had shoppers who chimed in and did signs about how my bike was stolen, so this is really the tip of the iceberg as to what goes on when I have ever been to a Mall. I absolutely now never ever go to a Mall as long as I can help it. Malls are the number one place for dogs to hang out at. If you want to see bunch of dogs, then go to a Mall. They hang out there by the hordes in bimbo herds. Not only do I have problems with dogs in shops, like shopkeepers, but people who run the Mall, also, they like to get on the overhead speakers and come up with stupid shenanigans - it’s just problematic for me to go to a Mall – any Mall. Now I want to really make the clear distinction between being annoyed in a situation because people are harassing, and then just thinking people are harassing. When I go to a Mall, I most definitely get harassed by numerous people, it is not a figment of my imagination, it is not a mental health problem. If I hear one more person telling me I have mental health problems, I think I might chop their head off (in a very sound of mind way). As I’ve mentioned numerous times “thank you Apple iPhone camera”) you have greatly improved any Mall experience that I have to attend to. I want to mention one time I went to a Mall in Tamworth, and it was when my neighbour/landlord had given birth, and she knew I had to go to Tamworth every 2-3mnths, so this time she had driven us over, she had an errand and asked if I could take the pram, and we would meet up 20minutes later outside the Mall. I said sure. Off I went into the Mall with baby and stroller. Now, it was the strangest thing when I went to this mall – there were no dogs doing signs, not only that, all the girls were coming up to me and being very ‘nice’, wanting to chat about the baby, I am fairly certain one of them was that stupid blonde who steals from me at checkout at Harvey Norman and Bunnings, and God knows where else. Now, here is another case in point about stupid blondes - you stupid little blonde; I am the same person with or without child. How do you discriminate against women who don’t have babies - just another stupid factor emerging in the list of things that stupid blonde women do. 22. Kindy Pinterest - Can’t say pussy on Pinterest- Words you can’t use on the internet without being Flagged and Banned Can’t say ‘persecution’ on Local Search Can’t say ‘discriminatory’ on Local Search Cant’s say ‘nazi’ on Google, Flickr or Pinterest and probably more Can’t say ‘pussy’ on Pinterest (in context with cats) You can’t say anything on facebook. Stupid – absolutely stupid, which part of democracy do you not understand? 23. We want 100% Biodegradable thanks These teabags have a plastic jingle top part, which makes them un-biodegradable, un-compostable, and unworthy. 24. Grandmothers Relegated to Child Carers I know 3years before I moved from Rangari, so that would’ve been 2015, I was being woken up at night, and I know my next-door neighbours were waking me up deliberately; the most obvious reason why I thought this, was because the noises would always come from the direction of their house, which was the only one in the area, and about 1/2km away. So, I’m talking about loud noises. And whilst it’s not as bad as at that time, I still clearly am being awoken during the night, at my address here in QLD. Particularly by extra loud trucks, who then intern set the wildlife off - who spend the next 15 minutes screaming in the bush. I think they do it deliberate. At Rangari, I thought it was a deliberate plan to make sure that I was not able to get up as I usually did around 5am and do the garden. I thought it was literally sabotage on my gardening work, and I fully still believe that it was. I’ve mentioned this before in my blog, about being woken up, but the reason I’m talking about it now, is because the evening before, I bumped into a neighbour down at the mail lockers who had her granddaughter with her. This neighbour is definitely guilty, along with others in the street, her ‘peers’ and friends, cohorts, of harassing and stealing from me. It was her and her friends, that did something to my car, in order to make it go put put put…. Whilst there might be other members of the community who think these ladies are completely innocent - they certainly don’t have me fooled. So, about that woman and her granddaughter, you know, mothers who fob their kids off onto their mothers, fall into the completely hopeless category - the child’s grandmother is not appropriate nor responsible for raising the child, it’s a generation thing. The Grandmother is not equipped like a mother is. The mother is required to raise her child, as only a mother has natural born instincts that are required for their own special DNA offspring. If you can’t afford to have them, don’t have them, plain and simple. There is no rule stating you have to have kids if you’re a woman or wife. You know it’s because of hopeless mothers, that I have these delinquents and nuisance trucks following me around and harassing me in the first place. There should be a permit required to raising a child, especially in Australia. Hicklebilly country. Stop dam and blast waking me up at all hrs of the night. 25. I am a creative artistic person, always have been. In 2010 I started dabbling in digital collage on my PC in photoshop/Illustrator. I created these pictures below, sold on in the Tamworth art gallery and a few cards in the Gunnedah Art Gallery. I heard that one of the exercises they do in a psych situation, is ask the patient to draw a picture of something, and if the draw a picture of say, a daemonic entity, the person is going to be troubled somewhat, however if they draw a picture of say, a Sun and a house and a friend, then that person would be considered quite normal. So, looking at my pictures below, it can be determined that I am most likely ‘highly ecstatic’! I would concur, at that time in my life, it was certainly much easier than the previous decade. So, contrary to the stupid little blonde dog who follows me around and telling me I am depressed; I can assure you I’m not depressed; I have never ever been depressed. (get a life and bugger off you stupid twit - I have been told she has disappeared 2021, finally (direct result of my BLOG) Oh, and photoshop / Illustrator / Bridge – GENIUS people, thankyou thankyou (Am I the only photoshop user that gets annoyed by photoshop opening infront of other apps?) 26. Every 4th Day re Truck Drivers Concerning Themselves with my Hair I’ve just spent the past hour out on the back deck watering my ferns, they are getting very dry; I’ve only just managed to save one before it turns. Anyway, that whole time I was out there, on the highway (which unfortunately is well within earshot) there’s been a normal sounding truck driver, just driving up and down, turning around, and up and down. I know it’s the same one. Just as I had finished watering, and walked inside, the truck driver beeps, and then as soon as I reached the bathroom to shower and wash my hair, beeps again. And as soon as I am in the shower washing my hair, suddenly there’s no trucks driving by, all quiet. When I wash my hair IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS YOU STUPID TRUCK RETARD Trucks that beep outside my house on the highway is a regular occurrence, as I mentioned numerous times on my blog, I’m trying to do something about it, so far none of my tactics have worked, like they have in other areas. GUESS TRUCK DRIVERS ARE TOO STUPID TO GET IT. Oh, they usually beep whenever they have stolen something too, or when somebody else, has stolen something. So, I’m not sure if today, something has been stolen or whether the truck driver is deliriously happy that I’m going to be washing my hair. What an earth could possess that truck driver, to think, that my hair has anything to do with him or her? Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off. Get your own goddamn life and stay the fuck out of me and my hair. “I’m gonna wash that man right outa my hair”….. one of my favourite childhood songs! You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much not being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it it sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (as soon as I read this, I immediatley thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools.) So if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid, scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. 27. Bike Stealing in Boganville Australia I spent $500 on a bike in 2020 , only to discover I had arthritis in my knees, and could not ride anymore (unless all was down-hill!) so I had to sell it, it sold for $100, more or less brand new. A type of theft personal to me. (someone go see if my then landlord has it?) But, my really good 10 speed ladies mauve bike, was stolen from our shed at Gunnedah 20yrs ago too. I’m pretty sure most people would have a stolen bike story. I’m thinking Apple should get together with the bike people and insert those tags, hidden, into the bike. I mean talk about brilliant - those thieves have got no chance, NO CHANCE!! Ha ha!! Ha ha!! Ha ha!! Ha ha!! In fact, if I had an etrike today (I wish), I would definitely take the body apart and insert one, because they can be tracked everywhere undetected by thief, and the tag lasts for ages without needing to be re-charged. Also, my family could’ve secretly sold my mauve bike in a garage sale - and not told me about it, thieves. It was really good bike, and I bet it sold for like $5? Although, more likely someone walked in and helped themselves, heard that I had a bike, and I lived in Sydney, took a risk no one would notice, and no one did, except me, much later. My cousins bike was stolen in Leichardt, I felt bad for him, as he was in yr11/ 12, working part time at Maccas, then maybe fulltime at Maccas briefly before Uni started, he saved up $2000 for a good bike to ride everywhere, he was into sports bigtime. And some arshole stole it off his front deck. ARSHOLE – I AM WILLING YOU TO BURN IN HELL. You know if more people got angry about these thieves, it would not happen – in case you have not noticed society is EXTREMELY anti-anger. So, stand up to all the nazi oppressors (like I do, even though I get banned), but get angry, if your valued item is stolen. The more people who do it, the less ‘normal’ it will be for all the stupid types that cannot handle anger. Sharon Morgan, plus stupid house wives on Facebook. I just remembered something about my cousins bike. Now, I actually that was the time when I was friends with Rachel Wainberg, and hanging out with her, at her place where her sister also lived (1993) {later figured it was her, the sister who has been stalking me, harassing me and stealing from me, with her friend Winified, ever since, and was my landlord at Gin Gin.} So, I was studying then, and so was Sebastian, my cousin; I recall, one day Rachael and I went out with her sister, in their huge old green Mercedes, that their father had purchased for them (he thought it was a safe car. Just by the by, the amount of problems I have had with his 2nd daughter, I can see he was a bloody useless father, Dr, btw. Well, I guess, at least his girls didn’t have to catch public transport, unlike my father thought this was perfectly acceptable – he was a little clueless in this area as to what kind of scum there is out there on public transport, and how a single woman, especially a young one, inadvertently attracts them. She is a magnet for idiots. So their dad must have known about public transport predators. Anyway, (I still can’t bloody remember her name), her then boyfriend (a married man) was into triathlons. So, we 3 girls headed off to “support” the married man’s escapades. It was a big triathlon, a major event, with bikes everywhere. Actually, I really had no idea what I was doing there at the time. I was hungry. Starving. (Fucking Centrelink). After my realisation that she must be responsible for a lot of problems in my life now, re “can’t get Austudy”, I am thinking that my cousins bike theft around that time, may have had something to do with her and that guy, and the guys friend, maybe she overhead me tell Rachael I could not get Austudy, because Centrelink said my parents were too rich (which ofcourse is was not true, they declined me because the woman working there was a stupid bitch who refused to even give me an application form), anyway, she told her boyfriend, he told his friend? If I recall, both those guys were short. Maybe the husband and his friend, and the sister, all had something to do with Sebastian’s fancy bike theft? Not to mention, also my little brothers bike was stolen in Gunnedah, and I know when he was telling me, there were dogs around, as in someone like Rachael Wainberg’s sister yelling out. And her parents lived in Gunnedah, so she frequently would have been travelling through, and to, Gunnedah over the years. {What a little stealing stupid bitch; Rachel, you need to get a gun and shoot your sister’s head off.} I also remembered something else; a bit later, I did temp babysitting in Sydney, for many families. I happened to go out one evening to house, and guess whose it was, it was that triathlon man, his 2yr old child, and I briefly met his wife, another blonde. Perhaps that blonde thought that it was me having an affair with her husband, and has been stalking me and stealing from me ever since??? As I have mentioned before on my Blog, I have dogs doing signs “someone stole your boyfriend!!” And I am like “steal all the way – get married and leave me alone”, since I do not have a boyfriend, and have NO intentions of ever acquiring one. Stupid blondes. It was not me who stole your husband, used him for sex, then put him back. It was actually some woman whose name I can’t remember, but it was something a rather Wainberg, and she has since changed it to Cate Rogers. And btw, she looks just like you, a blonde with big boobs and a big butt. Not like me; skinny flat chested brunette. {Side bar, that woman has probably been waiting for me to get married this whole time, so she can steal my husband! lol hahahhahha hahah ha, still waiting I bet}. As I recall he did not pay me properly for the babysitting evening, it was New Years Eve, and double time. Meant to be double time, (through an agency), but he only paid for half time. So, he is definatly a thief, a sneaky slip of the hand thief, not to mention a cheater. Such trash there is in Sydney. You know its bad enough I get retarded idiots following me on trains, but to meet these thieving arsholes via friends, is even worse. STOP STEALING FROM ME YOU STUPID CUNTS. By the way, if I were living a different life, as in wanting to partner up with someone, I would never have an affair with a married man. I just ‘don’t believe’ in it; once you’re married, that’s it, you’re married for life, and other women are off the table. You have made a deal with not only each other, but with God. To interfere with this union, is just plain stupid in my opinion. 28. Carpal Boss Lump This morning when I went outside the kookaburras suddenly started laughing hysterically at me! I couldn’t work out what the issue was, I know there are certain things that set them off, - they are very cheeky birds. So, a couple of hours later I was inside and I noticed my wrist, suddenly, there was a big lump on it. I looked it up on google, it’s called Carpal Boss - it’s from over use. And as I’ve been doing a whole heap of knitting and spinning over Christmas and New Year, that must’ve triggered it, and hopefully it’s not an underlying osteoarthritis condition. Bloody Kookers! You know, those kookaburra’s seem to laugh at the most specific times, and often I think as I’m writing my life blog, it could well possibly be my parents, sitting up in those trees, as reincarnated kookaburras, laughing their heads off, upon hearing about my life, and what people are doing! “YOU KNOW - SOME FOREWARNING MIGHT OF BEEN NICE!” Btw, my grandmother used to have kookaburras come and visit her on her verander on the central coast, she used to feed them meat, she would buy little strips of beef already cut, from the supermarket, and leave them on the rail, they would come and take it, then bang the meat on the rail to tenderize it, then gobble it down. I personally now think she did it, so as to make sure the Kookas did not laugh at her! Also, this was the time when I had purchased a pretty magnetic bracelet on ebay, and had been wearing it. I noted it did cause a kind of aching pain after a while, and some may suspect, that it was the magnet that caused the Carpal Lump, due to drawing heavy metals to the area? Well, I am not sure, but I suspect that later could be true, as I have “overworked” a lot in the past, and had never had a Carpal Lump, plus since discarding the bracelet, I have not had one since. I have mentioned before that bracelet is designed by sickoes and weirdos for the intended purpose of causing pain. 29. Inflammation from collapsed Arch - What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch or Plantar fasciitis I took a photo of this inflammation, even though it’s pretty hard to see. Because a lot of people don’t believe the concept of a collapsed arch or planta fasciitis, they don’t understand about the pain at all. They see that I can still walk around, it looks normal, so, she must be lying, nothing wrong at all. Stupid dogs. But it is painful to walk around, and the more I walk, the worse it gets, if I keep going, as in, longer than ½ hr, my whole left leg swells up and I can’t bend my knee, very painful. (Even the Dr ignores this – Stupid Dr Enzo at Moore Park Beach.) When it was diagnosed, in late 2019/early 2020, when it was extremely painful, I looked at my foot, and I could see it was completely floppy, and I wish I had taken, not only a photo but a little video, to put up on YouTube, because people would be able to clearly see the collapsed arch from that footage. (I wrote this in 2020, but have comeback and updated it over some years, so I will include dates.) So, I’ve had this inflammation in my foot for 4yrs, it’s quite visible today, because it’s very hot, it’s middle of summer. I’ve been told it takes plantar fashitis 12 months to heal, and it’s been 13 months since I’ve thrown out the culprit offending boots, that were causing the problem in the first place, then the tiptoeing in the pool + walking around in bad boots with a 20c coin sized hole – 4mm deep, for 5yrs, with sore foot the whole time – major further damage). Infact one of the issues is knowing that you have it. (more about how to get rid of inflammation later). Mine wasn’t diagnosed for 3 years after it happened, so I was in slight pain the whole time, still walking around normally and wearing the offending work boots with slight hole. The Dr in Gunnedah had no idea what the problem was. It wasn’t until I saw a Chyro in Gin Gin, when it was diagnosed. So, once it’s been diagnosed, the only way it will heel in a short time, (and no one tells you this btw), is NO PRESSURE ON IT AT ALL, which means no walking anywhere ever. Maybe 3mnths, it will be heeled if you do that. But this is pretty much near impossible unless (A) you know straight away when it happens what the problem is (as if that would happen anyway), and (B) you have a merry bunch of hefty slave men who are willing to do lift you to the loo, and do all your cooking, cleaning and whatever else needs done…. Most people do not have this, and considering I had to re-locate five times on a collapsed arch with all my vast array of furniture and whatnot. I did major further damage. Maybe if you suddenly at that point in your life could do nothing, lived in a roomy house so you could get a scooter, crutches, and or a wheelchair, you might be in with a hope. But see, as you can walk on it anyway, one does - its much easy to slightly limp than change your whole life which is probably unaffordable for most anyway. A wheelchair would not even fit in any place I have lived. And since most who gets this affliction do not know “NO PRESSURE ON IT AT ALL” – it is a concerning issue, hence why I am writing about it. So you need to know; if you are forced to walk around, limp, like me (no choice here) – it does not heal, at all. It just will NOT heel under those circumstance, even if you only walk a little for the esssentials; food and bathroom. Will not heal. 6yrs later I still have it. So, before I updated this story again, I had listed a whole heap of things the physio recommends, I still will include below, but something happened in Dec 2023, and for just a brief moment I was suddenly in no pain – it was heeling. I will explain: because I had moved to QLD, somewhat near the coast, and had been mopeing around in my bedroom for near 5yrs, I knew I had to something good or I should start to feel bad, even though I had my entertaining Prime Video! So, I booked myself in to a snorkel daytrip – I thought how perfect for my foot, no pressure at all except from the car park to the marina. That day, and it the 1st day of Summer, I spent 3hrs in the ocean, which was a little cool still, but pleasant enough. But after 3hrs, it’s really cold, I got stiff as a board, but I refused to get out, as on the boat I would get bad seasickness. I believe this cold, plus possibly the magic of Steve Irwin’s spirit out there in the water (no dogs), kickstarted the healing. The next day my foot was still sore, but I was moving around the house with such agility, I had not experienced that since my 20’s, I felt so good infact I planted a lemon tree out, and unfortunatly in the process, did my back in! So back to bed again! I should mention, I did see an osteopath before the boat trip, he was excellent, and may have assisted in the ‘free movement’ thing? Maybe combination of both. So after about three weeks of taking, it easy, lying down, my back stopped hurting, and suddenly I noticed one day that my foot wasn’t in any pain, well, only a very small amount compared to usual. OMG you should have seen how excited I was. I got so excited that I felt I could hurry up the next final step, by squishing my foot into squishy sand at the beach, and stretching it. So off I went over to Armstrong Beach, only 11 minutes away, but, unfortunatly after 50m or so I realized there was no squishy sand at a Sarina, just firm mud sand, and I had been walking too hastily with too much enthusiasm, and I could feel I had done something to it. Of course, it re-collapsed again, FUCK. What a waste. (Major communication problem here btw) So, if by chance you have this problem, and it starts to heel - you’ve gotta take it easy, and build up the strength before going for a brisk walk. So meanwhile, I waited all year to repeat that day out snorkeling, but alas, the dogs were there next time, and they fucked it up, so I could not spend those 3hrs in the water. I’m trying to find out if ‘cold treatments’ are available through a hospital, but so far, no avail. It was only in 2016 that it was brought into mainstream consciousness about exactly how helpful cold water is. I certainly had not been aware about it – and even in 2016, I just thought well, it works with immediate pain, but I had no idea it would actually prompt the body to start healing – but that’s what happens. Infact it is so beneficial, it ought to be common knowledge. Again, another area lacking in the school education system. Seriously this needs to be incorporated into the curriculum, like Basic first aid CARE. I emphasize that word, as do this, and crime will go down too. You know, no Dr, nor the physio or podiatrist have any idea how to treat it. Certainly NO ONE mentioned cold treatment to me. I tried the local Sarina pool, but they were closed well into summer, so the water was too warm by the time they opened, plus there are dogs there, so not going to work anyway. I also noted I trod on some glass a month back, there was blood, but it was not that bad. (And ofcourse with my left foot again), but now that’s its heeled, I noted there is a slight raised area where the cut was, its like it did not heel properly, so now that area is slightly ‘off’. So, I am hoping that is not what has happened to my Collapsed Arch, I mean now, maybe it too has heeled as much as its going to, leaving me permanently in pain? But I mean when I looked at, infact just after I got that cut, as I had to do some strenuous work cleaning in the kitchen; my toe was sticking up in the air, it looked almost as bad as how it looked that very first day in the pool when it collapsed, back in 2016. So, I thought it has simply re-collapsed again, but as I stroke the inner arch, there is no sharp pain, like what there has been for the past 6yrs. Or maybe I just can’t find it this time – it tends to hide? So, now below this is what I had written before I discovered cold treatments; Maybe a physio or a masseuse could do something, but no one really knows whether it should be just left to heal or should I poke, prod and massage or do stretching exercises? A Physio did give me some exercises to do, I tried, but actually it just makes it worse in my opinion, but I will go through what they told me below. This is what has been best for me, but none of things I mentioned below really work to heel it. (so, what’s the point? Work for nothing?) Oh, just by the by; go to a Dr and specialist straight away if you have foot pain, to get initial consult in writing. This diagnosis bit was an issue. It was huge issue. You just have to keep going back to the Dr, until you get a diagnosis. Unfortunately, as you cannot spend the next 12 months not walking on your sore foot at all -the first thing you have to do is get a support for your arch it’s better if you get a physio to do it for you, he can make it up to the correct height for your arch out of adhesive foam – at no cost (a podiatrist will charge you $600 for orthopedics, and $150 for consult, I would not bother going to a podiatrist, at least not a female one at any rate (seriously, such FAKERS, thieving fakers, they are hopeless). Plus, go to a physio, a male one. The one that I saw, could see AND FEEL the planta fasciitis -no one else could, (except the chiro who diagnosed it – but even then, I’m not entirely sure he could see it, as I suspect someone in the Dance world recognized the problem, as this type of Collapsed Arch is what Ballerinas sometimes suffer from – so I think the chiro had been ‘got’, and advised by someone what the issue was, so if I were to ask, “tell her”.) This also would explain his coy behaviour later, he refused to put the diagnosis in writing. So, the physio could see the planta fasciitis without having to poke and prod, and to get me to traipse around for 45 minutes - which is what the podiatrist does, so in comparison, a podiatrist is really hopeless, and painfully unhealthy, so just go to a physio (it may be, that I got a bad podiatrist, maybe not all are useless…). I’m not sure what would’ve happened if I went to Physio back in 2017, maybe, I would not still be in pain five years later? But it is pretty near impossible to see a physio in Australia unless you pay full price $150 per visit- so anyone unemployed cannot pay that. There are gov Care plans available, but not when you first present with a problem, they only give you the ‘part money’ care plan if you have had the condition for several years. But I no longer bother with that, it’s to useless a system, still too expensive, and the female dogs steal my visits anyway. I am at the point now in 2021, where from walking so ‘funny like’, for so long I have quite a few other big problems in both feet, plus in my right leg, but I think if I went to the physio every day, those problems could be fixed after a short matter of time – with massage (I guess it will help). Again, unfordable. This physio foam pad was very helpful, although after a few months when I felt I could remove the support, I think it collapsed again. So, you need to build the muscle back up slowly, these exercises I was told to do, really hurt, so I stopped doing them shortly, except 1 or 2; you need to relax the muscle with gentle self-massage (unfortunately only the people that live in fairytale world can afford a proper physio every day) – anyway, a proper masseuse would probably not know what to do about a collapsed arch anyway, and there are several different types of Planta fasciitis. Actually, in retrospect, do not get a masseuse to handle your foot, only a physio. (But I feel after not much activity after 5yrs, a masseuse is needed to get the circulation moving in my whole left leg, urgently, as other problems have developed like toe impingement on my right foot from slightly limping, then deferred spine pain down my left leg with pins and needles sometimes, I would say from limping too, affecting my spine, back pain, and fluid in my left knee – I tried to get a mobile masseuse to come out here, but so far, I have only been contacted by men looking for sex – what is wrong with people? When I was working in Enmore, I remember seeing a naturopath to treat whiplash, from a minor car accident, and she decided to treat it with massage, she must’ve been a masseuse as well as a naturopathic clinician, but I remember those massages - they were so wonderful! - that woman totally knew what to do, she had a real feel for it, and then I remember driving home almost ‘ecstatic like’, I was put in such a good mood from her massage, and the next day I actually felt a little bit stiff and sore, like you would if you’d been to the gym for a workout, I mean that’s how good she was. (No need to exert yourself at a gym, just get a massage!!) Unfortunately, I don’t remember her name, and the naturopaths up here don’t do massage... they don’t make them like they used to…. Good people are hard to come by. Anyway, back to my exercises. A Physio told me one exercise was, arching your foot so pretend you’re picking up a wet towel with your toes, that scrunching act builds up the muscle. I felt that is a good one, not too painful. Then stretch the big toe against the wall, up. Then stretch calf too – this is good, but better to stretch it out with a soft ball. I purchased several in different sizes/ firmness to get the right one for me. Also stretch foot around clockwise then anticlockwise, use a fulcrum to twist and strain; twisting flexed, twisting pointed. Not sure about that one, someone stole my red rubber fulcrum that the physio gave me. One podiatrist said to elevate myself up on tippytoes, this was way too painful to do, and infact the left foot cannot really take the weight, so all weight was going on my right tippytoes anyway. I recommend not doing that. See, why would he recommend that – clueless. I found in the heat of summer it is much worse, so roll your foot on a bottle of frozen water to help stretch and cool the muscle. Rest rest rest (it is extremely difficult to do nothing, I found knitting and Netflix helps, but the young (and stupid) people from Netflix were stealing from me, so I switched to Prime Video. I have a roller chair, really you need to be wheel chair bound the whole time – no walking, no weight on that foot at all, until its healed. (As if that is possible!). So, I’m just going to still have to patiently wait for it to heal. Waiting waiting waiting. I also discovered just recently, if I hang a soft padded fabric sling from my canopy bed, I can rest and put my foot in this canopy sling and raise it up only about 20cm. I feel this made a huge difference the next day when I stood up in the morning, instead of my usual aching limp to the kitchen, I actually didn’t notice the planta fasciitis for the first time in a long time, it was only when I thought about how my foot is not hurting, when I flexed slightly and tried all weight on the pad part of the foot, then I could feel it, but it wasn’t majorly painful like usual. This still did not heal it though in the end, and I cannot have my canopy fixed at my new old motel room address. In Nov 2021, I have found a cure for inflammation! I came about this by accident because I have purchased a new blowup inflatable spa with COVID19 cash grants, and I filled it up with some hot water (solar powered hot water) and as it was spring, I didn’t realize exactly how hot it would be, and I put my feet in, and it was too hot to get in, but I decided that I should give my foot a massage with the bubbles and hot water, - with a bit of Ylang Ylang pure essential oil (known for anti-inflammatory benefits). My foot was in there for probably 15 minutes, in that very very hot water, up to my knees. My feet and calves were red raw, and looked cooked! But it was just a short time after that, maybe 2 days, suddenly I had kind of like a pustule bust from my toes, the big one, and the one next to it, full of a clear liquid, and I believe that was the inflammation, or lymph fluid (?), because my foot was greatly improved after this. the raised swollen area was gone – and is still gone in 2023. And so, instead of only walking for 10 minutes or so, I could last an hour. I was in far less pain, and I was so thrilled about this that I have to write it down, because I’ve never heard of this before, in fact I’ve only just discovered lymphoedema massage is used for the same thing; if your lymph nodes aren’t working properly (and sometimes in the past my lymph nodes have not been working properly, - apparently due to an injury in my left breast when I was working as a nanny, the little girl kicked me as hard as she could in my boob, she was throwing a tantrum. SO now my feet swell up to twice the size in hot hot weather). So, I went to a lymphoedema massage – but again, female fucking fakers – they are useless. Seriously, there needs to be a ban on all so-called female “professionals” in the health sector – they are that hopeless. Oh, I need to add, the first podiatrist, he could see the collapsed arch (same as the Chiropractor could (?) And that podiatrist diagnosed the toe inpigment on my other foot too. He was savvy enough, fast and concise. However, the second one I saw (from the same clinic) who was a young female, she could not see the collapse arched, and after 45 minutes of poking and prodding, and having to traipse around, she said the reason I’m having so much pain is because I’m walking funny - truly ridiculous. I told her I’ve been walking for many years I’ve pretty much got it down pat, and NO I was not going to spend $600 on her pair of orthopedics that she wanted me to purchase - total moneymaking scammer. (Unable to walk an hr later or bend my knee, plus I had sharp pain in my left boob for the next week), they also charged me $100/$150 without Chronic Disease Management plan, when it should have been free. Plus, the young male Dr, I happened to see later that day – totally ignored the enlarged knee (trying to save the stupid blonde bimbo podiatrist?). BTW, 6yrs I have this 6yrs, 2017 it collapsed. It is now May 2022, Dec 2023 as I do a quick rewrite. So, while I say at the top, go to the doctor and a specialist, like a physio or a podiatrist - if I had of gone to this girl initially, it would’ve been a disaster. Oh and 3 doctors I’ve seen, in fact told me that they would need to diagnose a collapsed arch with an ultrasound and an x-ray - this is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard! A collapsed arch is when the muscle collapses, so you can’t see it from an x-ray or an ultrasound. It seems absurd that these doctors would insist I go to the bother of having an x-ray and an ultrasound, JUST ABSURD – and none of those 3 Drs suggested that I see a podiatrist or a physio or cold water - ABSURD AND completely clueless. However, there was one doctor an older man who suggested I see a podiatrist. (Old man doctors by far superior to young men doctors, and definitely try to avoid a female. So, while I’ve got new techniques to cope with the pain, my foot today is still sore; it’s 8:30 in the morning, I can feel it, it’s painful as I’m sitting here at my desk typing this for my blog, so no real activity today at all, but still hurts. It’s December, so I’m thinking this is why, because it’s warmed up, so come January/February, I suspect it will be much more painful in those summer heat waves we get. So basically, I still can’t walk. You know what, in life, one has to go through ‘stuff’ and if I have to experience what it’s like being handicapped in some way, at least it’s only this. It could be much worse, I mean with the collapsed arch, I can more or less get around to do basic things, and look after myself, especially with my roller chair. And I can lay in bed quite comfortably and do things for short periods, like knit, write, or watch telly, which also gives other parts of my body that have copped a bit of a beating from being overworked, time to rest and heal too. I often have to tell myself; things could be much worse whenever I’ve got the violin strings out. Update 2021, I didn’t have one of those spiky balls to roll under my arch, but I found a glass jar, instead of rolling it on the usual spot, I extended it right out to the long toe - it just so happens that the second toe next to the big toe is longer than my big toe, on my foot, it’s a little unusual, but when I did this, it was almost an ecstatic feeling, it just felt so good to really stretch that whole toe and muscle out. And from that point on, I felt there has been a change, and it’s not as painful, and there’s not as much inflammation. While it is still sore today, I’m pretty sure it’s not as painful this summer as it was last summer. I just have to remember to still take it easy, and not do anything like gardening outside. But I’ve started making plans for what I’m going to do when I no longer have a sore foot, and can walk properly, the exercise I’m going to do…. 2022 update I have discovered a reflexologist on You tube who shows you how to get rid of lymph fluid. It turns out I did have a buildup of lymph fluid – I just thought it was inflammation. But due to the inactivity, I guess lymph fluid became a problem, then especially when I moved to my new mould unit in a rainforest garden, so major mold problem, then very sore lymph under my arms. Anyway, after I used his technique (Dr Adam Thomas), OMG, the relief was amazing, I was so thrilled about all that excess fluid on top of my foot and along the shin, finally just disappearing, and practically overnight, that I left a marriage proposal on his YouTube comments!!! His wife is lucky woman! (he’s married thankgoodness!). I have found it interesting, that going to a Doctor in Australia, on average, really makes no difference to your health problem, infact it may even make it worse. They seem to have no abilities to notice the problem and heal at all. Possibly 2 exceptions to that, the Dr who could diagnose my arthritis without doing any expensive tests, and the one who diagnosed my elbow; olecranon bursa. Both Indian backgrounds. I want to write further, in detail what happened on my snorkel trip with the full cure: In 2022, I had been really exhausted from having to re-locate again (AGAIN), and so I spent at least the next 5 months pretty much doing nothing trying to recoup my whole body was aching, again, spent arms. I am not sure most people would understand they type of ‘body exhaustion’ I am talking about here? After 5 months, it was December 1, and I decided enough moping around, I should take advantage of my location, and I arranged a snorkeling day trip. Perfect activity for people with sore feet. But I got terribly seasick on the boat out to the reef, breakfast vomited all over the engines. But as a result of seasickness, I spent the whole time hanging off the back of the boat rather than in the boat. Well, when we got there to Scawfell Island, we straight away were ushered into the water for snorkeling (with flippers). This was great, my nausea soon disappeared. I was not sure how my foot would react the following day for wearing flippers for so long, and having a pointed toe for so long – after all, that was how it ultimately collapsed in the end – from standing on my tippies in the pool. the flippers were huge, the good expensive full foot kind, I recall swimming back to the boat instead of taking the dingy, and my left foot especially was cramping from my strain of using them again, for the first time in years - I was kicking hastily back to the boat, before a shark came along! I just saw a sting ray instead! No need to fear! After snorkeling, I felt it would be better to be a bit cold and stay in the water for those 3hrs, rather than feel sick, back on the boat, - even anchored, I felt sick on the boat, I climbed on after snorkeling to get a heartburn tablet, (another problem I have peptic ulcers from stress, and also driving). But I was sick straight away - within 30 seconds back on board (such a horrible feeling). So, I went down the steps at the back of the boat, which was anchored in deep water – such a beautiful turquoise water, and under the wildcat it reminded me of my lap pool, with the water reflecting green on to the narrow channel under the high raised boat. I was really enjoying being there and being out of ear shot of everyone. I was hanging on to the back steps, just kind of bobbing around with my googles on, not that I could see much, but it was reassuring seeing nothing in such deep water! Maybe 4m deep? So still fairly light when you looked down. Sometimes I would rest on the bottom step under the water, but still making sure my feet were not touching anything. I found I had to keep moving so I did not get too cold. I did leg exercises, like lifted both my legs, pointed my toes, then taking them back down pointing to the sand below. I also did not have my head under water mostly for that part. I get adversely affected if my head is too cold. – I get really slow and sleepy, if I am too cold. But out there that day, I was not sleepy at all. My whole body, especially my legs too, by the end, I think it was 3hrs in total, it may have only been 2 hrs? as we did go to the beach briefly, were stiff as a board – it did not feel at all, like I had been ‘cured’! Infact, I thought I would most likely be stiff and sore all the following week. I was only down there to avoid being seasick, I had NO IDEA, it would cure my foot. We left at 3pm, I got sick again on the way back. Vomit all over the engines again. I hastily left the boat and drove back to Sarina, and them immersed myself in a long hot shower. So, whatever I was doing out there - not only my foot, but my whole body totally responded to it. I have been patiently waiting until the following spring when I can repeat the process. I wanted a “Groundhog Day” it did not happen. I did want to go in Autumn, but had no money, it is expensive going out the on the Wildcat, seems to be the only way to go out to the reef, bar purchasing a helicopter! Plus they put my rent up, plus all monthly bills, I have no money at all, and can’t really afford to feed my cat properly, but I do. I am extreme low income for some reason, they only give liars, cheaters and dogs money in Australia. Not to mention the thefts continue, and I am surrounded by dogs who harass me daily, there are 3 all either side of me atm. Plus the dogs who drive outside my place, they continue too. I think knowing this situation about me, also further explains why I have not been heeled. I’m thinking the physio exercises that I was given would be a good thing to do AT THAT POINT, after cold treatment. After you can feel it almost heeled, to build up the muscles, with no brisk walking still for at least another 3-6mnths, no point in taking any risks. Also, I saw a docu for space researches, this got me thinking, if when it first happened, if you went into “space” for 3mnths – prob a full cure then too! So, if you can afford to go out into space -do that after you get a collapsed arch J 30. Physio Stealing From Me (female – what a surprise) This Physio stated she only charge me chargeback amount of $55 but in actual fact charged my credit card $85 So as part of my care plan to try to cure my collapsed arch, I have been given 5 appointments to see specialists, they’re meant to be free to me, as the Gov (Medicare pays the Dr) but so far, I’ve not been to any that have been free. Here is what happened at the Friendlies Physio centre in Bundaberg in 2022. What happens with my foot, if I walk on it for too long, particularly in the summer heat, my whole left leg swells up, with inflammation or lymphoedema problems, and so I booked into a physio, who was a specialist particularly, in the field of lymphoedema massage. I made a point of going there after I knew I would have some problems because I had to do a few errands in town that day, but when I went there my leg was quite normal, it hadn’t swollen up as per usual, I still attended the appointment to see what she had to say. She (Sarah Atkinson) said it was a little swollen compared to the other, I told her I had seen photos of lymphoedema cases, where the lg, ankle and foot was 3 times the size, and so finally my foot must be healing. However, she wanted me to buy a stocking to wear on my leg, which cost $80, and I felt it was a little strange considering I didn’t really have a major lymphoedema problem, and she admitted that, but then she wanted me to buy a stocking anyway, and said if I bought the stocking, then she would make sure I didn’t get charged $85, and just $55, so I would get the full rebate back ($55). So, I was pleased about that, pleased to finally hear a health specialist admit, that it is up to them what they charge, and any who charge more than the rebate amount ARE OVERCHARGING – MOST WILL SAY, oh no, there is an “automatic” extra charge. {btw, the podiatrist charged $149 – blatant theft, then wanted me spend $650 on orthopaedics – more blatant theft} So, then talking to the girls out the front who were charging me, I told them that I didn’t really have lymphoedema, and so it seemed a little bit pointless in spending $80 on a stocking, and so in the end I didn’t purchase the stocking - {thank goodness -no free lunches for stocking bitches. I find in many retail situations, there are often girls trying to push me to over-spend or buy things I do not need – a common thing, this was no different.} So, I left, still expecting not to be charged $85 but only $55, even though I didn’t buy the stocking - it’s not like it’s a pre-requirement, that I purchase stockings, in order to receive care. But when I checked my credit card later, they charged me $85. So, I mean, that is blatant theft. Absolute shame and greed in the health sector. Another girl who doesn’t have any common-sense and makes the wrong decision based on greed. Plus, she literally just sits there and uses one hand to slowly, actually it’s like slow motion, to rub, or not even rub, more like ‘sweep’ down the leg, and then back up, I felt like even, I could do that, as in, it doesn’t really take any skills to do that, in fact I thought, I would be better at it than her, because she seemed to be missing all the key lymphoedema spots, like infront of the toes, and around the ankles, and up from the ankles along a certain muscle towards the back of the knee, and the back of the knee. She seemed to be a little bit oblivious to the lymph hotspots. This is another final straw photo story, due to all the female bimbo medical staff (mostly receptionists) who overcharge me, and have been stealing from me, over many years, not only stealing, but major harassment as well. The other physio in Bundaberg, male, Cody, charges $75, - Crofton st Physio, so still overcharging care plan recipients {Cody was the only competent Dr, aside from the Chiro who could see the Collapsed Arch, and note, when they actually do their job properly, and know what they are doing, I am not concerned about being overcharged) Life Stories P15 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 (this) , LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

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 retards). 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. 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,

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 them - revolting vulgar thieving bitches scroll down for more ☝🏿 SuperMarket Antics Basically, I have certain computer nerds mucking things up online (same as in store) - and so this next bit, is just a whole lot of screaming. Allowrie Butter, the best on the market NO LONGER AVAILABLE.jpg no broccoli at woolies.jpg Woolworths_butchery_contaminating_their_meat_for_‘common_enemy’_customers_GANG_MENTALI Purina seafood biscuits making my cats sick.jpg exorbitant butter prices from coles.jpg coles stealing via diary products and non delivery charge on creditcard 30 dollars.jpg Sabotaged Milk from Australian farmers, chinese owner and Coles plus Woolies.jpg contaminated Milk from Coles Bundaberg.jpg whey are there no fresh peas availablae at coles and woolies.jpg Coles not coming through with all items in online trolley.jpg no moral butchers.JPG stealing by double charging for postage.JPG woolworths not experiencing food shortages, but woolworths have declared war on certain cu MORE PURINA CAT FOOD CAUSING CAT TO BE SICK wasteful cat food.jpg Food Shortages at the super market.JPG more rotton fruit from Woolies and Coles.jpg no delivery slots left AGAIN at supermarket.jpg This nectarines from Woollies were treated with a fungicide (Bundaberg).jpg online order theft.jpg for the past 3yrs - potato shortage in Australia.jpg FAILURE TO COME THROUGH WITH BEEF ORDER.jpg

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Page 5 The stupid mother bitches stole not just 1, but all my glues Actually, later I discovered they stole all 3, and did another photostory for that. But for some strange annoying reason, WIX, has decided to limit my Blog, so I am unable to upload it, or edit my previous ones – I was advised that is because there are now blonde bimbo dogs who work at Wix. This is what I said: This was I wrote when I found out just 1 was missing – I will leave it to your imaginations to figure out what I said when I discovered they stole all 3 of my glues. STUPID BIMBO CUNTS – wix dogs cannot handle such a written statement. They useless. Another craft items stolen; craft glue Taken April 2021 from kookaburra Park Gin Gin in Queensland. I suspect my landlord Cate Rogers (real name Wainberg). Mothers are the biggest thieves ever, over half my craft items have been stolen by bimbo mothers. Just because you’ve got kids, doesn’t give you the right to steal from smart women who don’t have kids. Just because you’ve got kids does not make you entitled to ‘things’. Just because you’re stupid and can’t figure out how to do things like knit your own beanie, doesn’t give you the right to steal mine. (Beanie stolen BY STUPID YOUNG GIRL WHO WORKED AT Mitre 10, but later returned by my landlord.) {Never ending amount of stupid women who work at hardware shops too, who steal from me – huge area of petty thievers, prob all the daughters of thieving bimbo mothers.- I am fairly certain my landlord, Rachael Wainbergs older sister, has something to do with all the young stupid girls at hardware shops who steal from – they must be trying to copy her, or impress her. I am not sure of the relationship or situation??} I have no sympathy for you, you belong in jail or dead as far as I’m concerned, the world would be a better place without you. MOTHERS IN JAIL YEAH! Just after I wrote this, I switched on the ABC app and watched Sunday night News, the headline story was “gov is increasing childcare rebates”. This is a tactic of thieving mothers; mother’s way of getting what they want; by stealing from me, and if they don’t get what they want they steal from me some more, until my scream is so unbearably loud – they get what they want - they are truly evil. No mother is welcome in my life; your hopeless users – you use me, you use your kids - USERS. Plus most mothers are clueless as to HOW STUPID they really are. Btw, I don’t want to watch bad mothers from the ABC, continue to mess up this up country anymore. Reactionary dogs: Also btw, when I uploaded this one, my Internet suddenly stopped working, kept on going on and off and on and off. That’s exactly what I’m talking about: computer nerds, hacking my computer, my modem, whatever and just generally messing things up, not minding their own business, and there are also quite a few car dogs hooning past If you don’t want to listen to some girl ranting and raving about stolen items, then do something about the thieving dogs - you stupid cowards, and or STOP STEALING FROM ME. Computer Nerd Drama.jpg Borage and Bergamot Essential Oils STOLEN, ASWELL AS SOME RUMP STEAK.jpg apple bitches stealing from me again.JPG garden and verander intruders.JPG the worst online order all year.jpg Maybe they sent faulty one, but I think the concept of essential oil on heated pad doesn’t Stalking ‘after-shopping’ car thief.jpg 3 cameras, along with SD Cards STOLEN by nazis.jpg 2 pink linen pillow slips STOLEN, stolen from my church pew storage space, inside my renta These are the arseholes that own ace hardware in Gin Gin, QLD, Australia.jpg Half a caddy of petrol stolen.jpg more harrassment by a dog at kookaburra park.JPG still removing my notices from the COMMUNITY noticeboard.jpg Notice to leave This notice to leave photo was stolen off this website - I had to re add it - There seems to be some computer nerd idiot who is removing my life story photos on a daily basis - I have to constantly re upload many photo stories. Also, by the way, I have a majorly collapsed arch, sometimes known as plantar fasciitis. It happened in 2017, it was not diagnosed until late 2019, and as a result, I was making it continuously worse that whole time, walking on the offending boot that had a slight hole in it, and as a result, majorly damaging my foot. I am still unable to walk on it today five years later. I put in for disability pension, I was rejected, whether I did not provide the right documents is still in question, I have resubmitted. But my landlord (similar age to me) receives a pension, and she doesn’t have anything wrong with her at all. But she has a 13-year-old son, and so they gave it to her for that reason, technically they’re not allowed to do that, and I wouldn’t really care, except the fact that they rejected me and I can’t walk. It seems you have to be blonde and pretty to get a pension in this country. BTW, she went through with Qcat, and the judge told her very politely – BUGGER OFF YOU NUISANCE LANDLORD. So, I get to stay till lease ends with bitch landlord, how lucky I am…. My landlord still refuses to fix the bathroom. I have a video of the Qcat hearing, I have not put it here, as it was over in 30 seconds, but the reason I have kept this video of this day in court, is because there were alarm bells, the first one being that the judge was female, and looked like my landlord – same hair, same height, same weight, same complexion, same age too. Plus, it’s unusual, still, in today’s Australian climate for a female judge - maybe in the future there will be female judges, but still today, very much a male dominated area. Also, it was 6th Jan. I do not believe court was back in session so soon after New Year? Also, I’m fairly certain, 99% certain, I saw that woman who said she was the judge (judge McGarvey, so I was advised) working at the Courier depot in Bundaberg who took my large parcel and overcharged me by $30, in affect stealing from me by $30. I saw her elsewhere too in Bundaberg. Following me? Possible old NEGS girl? Also, my landlord didn’t stand a chance of winning. Her reasons were bogus, she had no chance of winning at all. And lastly, I suspect the girls who work at Bundaberg court, had something to do with it - they were ‘egging’ my landlord into opening a Qcat dispute to waste my time, and make money for them; as they get paid, even if the case is thrown out, such as this one. So, I had to take all that time to prepare anyway, in case it was not thrown out. DOGS, I will not forgive you, so you better start praying. Btw, no wonder the court system is still male dominated, with this kind of shenanigans. So dodgy, so dishonest. That’s what makes the whole of the female species look pathetic. Blonde’s will be blondes. You know, this is a common thing about rich cocky women, like that of one who works in a courthouse, or a landlord….; 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 thus they feel they can treat them disrespectfully. I kid you not, this is the thought process that goes through their stupid heads. Newsflash, this is how stupid women think. Anyone with a brain, would not only be academically intelligent, but they would be ‘emotionally’ and ‘intuitive’ intelligent, and thus have compassion and empathy, and not fall prey to such unsophisticated attitude. I do speak to a lot of smart people, and this is how they think – it has naught to do with money. I should mention part of my landlords bogus claims to try and end my lease was this Blog, she wanted the court to force me to delete it (take it down), she tried to somehow relate it to my lease, which ofcourse she does not get a say in my Blog. (Do you see her big ego, her arrogance? - I sure as hell do.) Especially as the main reason she wanted it down was because she was EXPOSED in all her thieving blonde bimbo glory, as was the whole Kookaburra park here, and the people in it who steal from me. EXPOSE! – READ ALL ABOUT IT! THE REAL NEWS! Least the judge told her where to go. landlord + landlords minions unlawfully breaks into my rental house I should think this video could be the beginning of a campaign to not allow landlords or realtors into a tenants house whenever they wish AT ALL, at the moment the current standard lease states that they are entitled to come into the house every 3 months and take photos (that’s 4 times a year); this is disgraceful, and total invasion of privacy, at least get it down to once per year. My life and how I live it, is none of your business. Btw, it was the stupid twits at RTA – (Residential Tenancies Authority), who apparently, encouraged her to break the law to gain access. That’s what she said anyway, it may have been a case of “yeah, do that, see what she does” wanting to see a fight. “fight” “fight” “fight” “fight”. Stupid RTA girls. Stupid twit landlord – women – use your goddam brains. Later that day, and ALL night until about 6am the following morning, her boyfriend and son went next door and harassed me – by harass I mean, they try to be "bimbo dominatrix" read my story p9. - AT 6AM, THEY JUST UP AND LEFT?? Typical that people do this, they go next door. They did it in Gunnedah too. The neighbour was Sharon Millet the local librarian and David Hooker, unemployed, plus their 2 adult kids lived there. Why the fuck did they allow, (or invite?) people to go to their house and harass me from it? Are they somehow making money from this activity?? Why the hell would anyone do that? What is wrong with people? I have a video of the qcat hearing, I have not put it hear, as it was over in 30 seonds, but the reason I have kept this video of this day in court, is because there were alarmbells, the first one being that the judge was female, it’s unusual still, in today’s climate - maybe in the future there will be female judges, but still today, very much a male dominated area. I will put a photo up of the judge, see below Also, it was 6th Jan. I do not believe court was back in session so soon after New Year. Also, I’m fairly certain, 99% certain, I saw that woman who said she was the judge (judge Mcgarvey, so I was advised) working at the Courier depot in Bundaberg who took my large parcel and overcharged me by $30, in affect stealing from me by $30. I saw her elsewhere too in Bundaberg. Following me? Also, my landlord didn’t stand a chance of winning. Her reasons were bogus, she had no chance of winning at all. And lastly, I suspect the girls who work at Bundaberg court, had something to do with it - they were ‘egging’ my landlord into opening a qcat dispute to waste my time, and make money for them. As they get paid, even if the case is thrown out, such as this one. judge Mcgarvey.PNG purse necklace that was stolen.jpg Ergon guestimating and overcharging on final bill before relocating.jpg Stolen - Nat Killer, along with Popular Culture Teaching Young People how to Live - TV bra 1 small whisk stolen from kookaburra park eco village in gin gin qld.jpg Stolen, 3.5m long Rio Rod, Taken from front Kookaburra Eco village.jpg glass jar with screws stolen.jpg Extra large Wrought Iron Hanging Basket, STOLEN via distraction.jpg Where has all my honey gone.jpg My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park Not much else to say, except a little strange they were taken, as I noted no yarn or fibre was stolen at that address, so I assumed my landlord or neighbours did not knit. Possibly stolen by bimbo for other purposes aside from holding stitches. And maybe only 3 were stolen at that address, and the other 3 previously. But all 6 were stolen – so odd, since they are so cheap, 6 for $2.50, yet they still stole mine. STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away Last Minute Desperate Theft Raid On My Stuff Before I Moved My cats skinny roll of carpet used on top of a ramp, Full glass jar of smallish screws Mosquito bits 2 Metal whisks Rio rod 4m long one Wifi Camera I had Chime listed too, but actually today as I reupload my Blog, I can’t remember about a Chime? I still have 2 chimes today. 1 was stolen at Colosseum, but I cannot remember another one? kookaburra Park was my old address at 7/4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road Gin Gin, QLD. They were stolen by my neighbours who were watching me pack them, and who wanted to steal them, and so did, those neighbours also followed me up here and waited till I discovered that they were stolen, and then they drove past my house and beeped. Plus they had a little boy from across the road yell out, and a little girl from across the other side, yell out - this happens every time they steal something; it is there stupid game, they have no FUEL OR MOTIVATION, IT’S JUST what they do; they are fucking retarded. Stop involving me in your stupid lives. It was stolen while I was relocating – it would have been stolen by my landlord and her neighbour friends there, Catie Rogers, and Sharon Millet and Win Hoerr, and Teagan Goodall. None of these people have been convicted of a theft by the hopeless Gin Gin police, Sharon Morgan. I hope the people responsible for stealing it, get cancer and die. The person who stole it is friends with Catie Rogers my old landlord, and my neighbours at kookaburra Park. They are all thieving little dogs, and they think it’s a game. And whenever they steal something (literally hundreds of items stolen from me over many years), someone buys my seeds; I’ve just received two orders for $50. Is the person who’s buying my seeds, trying to compensate in someway? Is it some thieving dogs husband who’s knows that his wife is a little thief, and so he’s trying to make up for it? Someone told me the majority of women that get married are the stupid ones, because they literally can’t function without a husband. I’m not just talking about money, I’m talking about how to think, and get through the day - they just can’t do it on their own. So if they’re that bloody hopeless, then stealing from someone like me, who is single and an obvious target, is the least of what they would do. It is extraordinary, I have found, if there’s a man hanging around, they won’t come near me; women, you’re such fucking little cowards. The sad thing is, its bimbos getting married and having kids, which perpetuates the whole cycle of bimbos - it’s very disturbing, and I think the government should intervene, “no more bimbos breeding” Anyway, do they think the seeds just magically appeared in my seed supply cupboard? Did they not think about all the years and hours of backbreaking work it took me, to plant, grow, and collect the seed, from all of those plants? You are not making up for it. You and your family are responsible for stealing my property, and you will be held accountable. (obviously you’re not concerned about being held accountable by fierce and scary little me,) But you do have to be concerned, because you will have to answer, just not to me. HA Oh, I suspect my landlord‘s friend Winfried Hoerr, because: when I first moved in, it was him who showed me around the house and Park, turns out he helped my landlord Cate Rogers and the builder David Hooker, build it. So, he was showing me the car port which was scaffolding with chicken wire on it, and he made a comment that I could put up my shade cloth over the carport, but I had not mentioned to him that I had shade cloth, so how did he know that I had shade cloth? And also later on, Cate Rogers threw a little hissy fit about my pool, and said that I was meant to put in my pool. So, I’m thinking these two people (in their 50’s) are good friends from school, and knew my situation and all the stuff that I owned from my previous farm house at Rangari, and my inheritance, and that’s why they wanted me to live there, so that I would use all my farm equipment that I had from a previous house on their house (!) And this further confirms my suspicions that Cate Rogers is not her real name (I mean it might be) but she looks very much like this girl Wainberg, a sister of my friend Rachael, and I had a few problems with this girl, in Sydney, she has certain feminine gifts about her that enables her to use people and manipulate, other women in particular (sleeping beauties), I saw her manipulate her sister, my friend. Unfortunately I can’t remember her name. But I had definite problems with controlling women following me around in North Sydney at the time, they were chastising me (from afar, as always, cowards) about the clothes I was wearing, and just a few other things that were going on at that particular time in my life, I believe they delude themselves that they’re “helping”. Wainberg girl may have had something to do with that? And I have written before in my blog that when I was in Tamworth once at the Art Gallery, and was being victimised in a bad bullying situation, that guy Winfried Hoerr, I’m pretty sure, it was him, that I saw with a group of women who were all involved, (involving hiding all the toilet paper, and getting women in the art gallery to verbally abuse me). Also, I mentioned before in my blog that Winfried Hoerr, I suspect was the guy, who used to hang out in the new NEGS library, to chat up all the girls. He would’ve been in his 20s then. It’s a bit hard to describe their actions, but I suspect, those 2 Cate and Winfried Hoerr are good friends, and work together to do evil together, as a fun hobby for themselves. I had a lot of thefts at kookaburra Park, and I suspect Winfried Hoerr, and Cate was protecting him. I think Winfried Hoerr used to go by the name of “the little boy” (I recall Heath Barwick used to go by that name as well, a self-declared “little boy”; when I went over there initially, he showed me his remote-control toy car. I believe that behaviour in adulthood is due to tight arse parents not buying their kids toys, which most likely would be a direct result of having more than one or two. I believe he has four other siblings: which totally explains it.) And what do you know at my new address, across the road, what problems I am having? a little boy harassing me. Sounds like a little boy, of course it could be a woman, there are a lot of women who sound like little boys, you know, along the lines of Bart Simpson, and over my whole life it is mainly women who have been the biggest bane of my life, not little kids. But does anyone have my neighbours phone number? I want to text them and ask if their son is spastic? He seems to be allowed outside in the afternoons, and in his play time, he spends it mostly screaming (like a girl I might add), occasionally I can hear him screaming out my name “Emily” (ofcourse it might be a different Emily, but as it often coincides with me going outside, I wouldn’t think so) Obviously he some issues, I would say, underlying ‘sleeping beauty’ problems. He or is mum or dad or, I think I can hear an older sibling too? Beep their car horn at me when I am outside or have my door open. Do you think this qualifies as a noise complaint for the police to handle? I do, this is harassment. And do you think one of them sits in their car all afternoon long waiting for a chance to beep their horn, or do they race out? Or do they have an app on their phone they can press and it plays beep sounds?? I believe there is also a child who lives directly across the road, he does it too – they both do it. Since I wrote this, and put it online, a bit later – they have pretty much stopped this behaviour. Anyway, those two, Catie Rogers and Winfried Hoerr, have not been convicted of any thefts. The local police would be completely clueless about those two, and have no idea of their capabilities, and would assume them innocent, and me crazy. Such is the stupidity of the Police. BTW, Cate Rogers implied if I told anyone what she gets up to, she would tell people I am crazy, as she thinks she has ‘credibility’ as she did a counselling course at uni (what a scam btw, that was, I saw the thesis, what a scam those universities are, handing out accreditations to anyone, honestly, whole other story) But for real, she threatened to have me locked up in a mental ward if I exposed her, I still have all the emails from her. This is what I have to say and I’m saying it. BEEP BEEP Oh, you poor little thing, did I lose some friends, am I not popular now? too fucking bad, this is what I have to say and I’m saying it. 27. I thought my 10mx10m fruitfly netting had been stolen, but then remembered a gumtree person took it for $35, YET STILL STOLEN After relocating (AGAIN) from kookaburra Park, Gin Gin ( lot 7, 4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road to Sarina, I had thought that the fruit fly NETTING was missing. It was a very hectic and stressful time, trying to get everything organised for the truck and manage finances (all-time high that week of $2.20 litre for petrol just as I was relocating 700km (so many thieves in Gin Gin and Bundaberg). But then I remembered a gumtree buyer who turned up to purchase some shade cloth, also said he would take the netting – he was dodgy I think, someone else from the park, who had been fooling about with my water, switching it off, when I was entitled to some. All of those gumtree emails were deleted off my Outlook on my PC – so I know all those people on gumtree who contacted me back then are serious thieves. At the time I thought it would’ve been taken by my landlord‘s friend Winfried Hoerr, I suspect him because: when I first moved in, it was him who showed me around the house and Park, turns out he helped my landlord Cate Rogers and the builder David Hooker, build it. So, he was showing me the car port which was scaffolding with chicken wire on it, and he made a comment that I could put up my shade cloth over the carport, BUT I had not mentioned to him that I had shade cloth so how did he know that I had shade cloth? And also later on, Cate Rogers threw a little hissy fit about my pool, and said that I was meant to put in my pool. So, I’m thinking these two people (in their 50’s) are good friends from school, and knew my situation and all the stuff that I owned from my previous farm house/ nursery business at Rangari, and that’s why they wanted me to live there, so that I would use all my equipment that I had from a previous house on their house (!) They wanted to steal it all. And this further confirms my suspicions that Cate Rogers is not her real name (I mean it might be) but she looks very much like this girl Wainberg, a sister of my friend Rachael, and I had a few problems with this girl, in Sydney, she has a certain feminine gifts about her that enables her to use people and manipulate other women in particular (sleeping beauties), unfortunately I can’t remember her name. But I had definite problems with controlling women following me around in North Sydney at the time, they were chastising me (from afar, as always) about the clothes I was wearing, and just a few other things that were going on at that particular time in my life, I believe they delude themselves that they’re “helping”. As in if you wear that short skirt you may be raped, so they were scolding me for wearing a short skirt…. And I have written before in my blog that when I was in Tamworth once at the Art Gallery, and was being victimised in a bad bullying situation, that guy Winfried Hoerr, I’m pretty sure, it was him, that I saw with a group of women who were all involved, (involving hiding all the toilet paper, and getting women in the art gallery to verbally abuse me). Also, I mentioned before in my blog that Winfried Hoerr, I suspect was the older guy, who used to hang out in the new NEGS library, to chat up all the girls. He would’ve been in his 20s then. Friends with Wainberg girl. Plus, I think it was him I saw twice in Sydney, stalking me. It’s a bit hard to describe their actions, but I suspect, those 2 Cate and Winfried Hoerr are good friends, and work together to do evil together, as a fun hobby for themselves. I had a lot of thefts at kookaburra Park, and I suspect Winfried Hoerr, and Cate was protecting him. I think Winfried Hoerr used to go by the name of “the little boy” ? (I recall Heath Barwick used to go by that name as well, a self-declared “little boy”; when I went over there initially, he showed me his remote-control toy car. I believe that behaviour in adulthood is due to tight arse parents not buying their kids toys, which most likely would be a direct result of having more than one or two kids and not being able to afford to. I believe he has four other siblings: which totally explains it). And what do you know, at my new address at Sarina, across the road, what problems I am having? a little boy harassing me. Sounds like a little boy, of course it could be a woman, there are a lot of women who sound like little boys, you know, along the lines of Bart Simpson, and over my whole life it is mainly women who have been the biggest bane of my life, not little kids. Anyway, those two, Catie Rogers and Winfried Hoerr, have not been convicted of any thefts. The local police would be completely clueless about those two, and have no idea of their capabilities, and would assume them innocent, and me crazy. Such is the stupidity of the Gin Gin Police. BTW, Cate Rogers implied if I told anyone what she gets up to, she would tell people I am crazy, as she thinks she has ‘credibility’ as she did a counselling course at uni (what a scam btw, that is. I saw and read the thesis, what a total scam those universities are, handing out accreditations to anyone, and for the bare minimum of work. I mean I know her lifestyle, it involves mainly flirting with men, ‘nesting’, looking after an adopted Indian child and smoking pot. Plus, her thesis was about why westerners go to India! {She herself and Win spent a lot of time holidaying over there} And that’s because it’s cheap, cheap as. They are both on Centrelink benefits. Her whole life is pot fuelled, petty theft filled, easy happy go lucky nonsense. Yet she's been given this university title for coming up with Indian pilgrimage bullshit, when the real reason is “cheap”. (Well, she signed her emails with those letters, maybe she just did that without accreditation?? She is a known liar afterall.) It's just bizarre that the university peoples would be totally scamming the greater community like that. Paying customer I guess? But I doubt she paid for it. Maybe that's why they gave it to her "I'll help trick the general public, I'll help you tell everybody that it's not about 'money', it's about a religious pilgrimage!" Big fat faker; Everything is about money, the world revolves around money. I certainly know the police were fooled by her; she knows how to be a sweet talker. At any rate after reading it, I thought I would know more on the subject of psychology than this woman! But, as for counselling someone, with my experience with “crazy” people, well, I would most likely just say to most of my clients “The problem with you, is that you have no morals, simply get some morals, and all your problems in this life would be over. “ Lol, but seriously, true. A clear conscious leads to a healthy mental state. But for real, she threatened to have me locked up in a mental ward if I exposed her, I still have all the emails from her. She is greedy bimbo wolf in sheep’s clothing. In 2025 you can see Winfried Hoerr’s place on google maps, with all his fruit trees – guess what, covered in netting. So it was him, he sent someone else to purchase it – does not get much more dodgy than that. They both would have been involved – both thieves, been stalking me for 30 years, stealing from me. JUST DISGUSTING WHAT THOSE 2 ARE. Reminder, it would have been Cate who ban me with complaints to admin from facebook so I could not sell my stuff on marketplace – so she could steal it. Her father was Dr, he is responsible for producing an arrogant self-entitled, thieving, spoilt little brat. And so many people in Australia, have been fooled by her, at my detriment – your all STUPID. Btw, that netting cost me $500. I need to purchase more at new address, as if I can afford to purchase 2 of everything, one lot for me, and one lot for them – burn in hell. Page 5 NEXT 1 2 3 4 5(this)

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 Life Stories P14 1. This is the kind of thing that I Dream about – Double Saunas I always wondered; as when I was in my 20’s, I lived in a block of units briefly, that had a sauna in it, as I was sitting there soaking in the heat, I thought what an earth is the point of this?? I am now in my 40s, and I know exactly what the point of a sauna is - oh my aching joints! Saunas are for older people who have painful joints/muscles/bones, due to being ‘very active’, in their younger days. I definatly can feel the relief after I have had a sauna (I purchased a tent sauna from ebay – it’s pretty crap, but there is still that intense heat in it – still painful to sit or stand up from the small chair, I have arthritis in my knees, and the heat does not work on my knees.) I assume people in their 40’s who experience stiff muscles/joints/bones are that way due to being over worked when younger, which I did on the farm, although I notice I react to cold weather adversely, and a sauna is perfect for that in winter. I am not 100% sure why I have an adverse reaction to the cold, I suspect it is virus related. Oh, and all my life, just before big rain events I get, (or used to get, since I have put on weight in my 40’s, this has stopped) but at those times, my legs, and just my legs, used to really ache -it was always a good rain indicator. Good thing I lived in Gunnedah where it didn’t rain much. Living in Sydney, in a cement unit – not good . But also, saunas are for younger people in their 20’s and 30’s; ones who have just endured hard arduous activity, like an athlete or labourer…. it is rumoured, (they strongly suspect), that after hopping in a sauna in those times, will possibly stop the future aches and pains related to strenuous exertions and older age. So, by the time your late 40’s and 50’s come, you still will not experience aches and pains, due to those saunas. I suspect a cold treatment after a hot sauna would improve the outcome even more. So, if you do work that involves really straining your muscles, and your left feeling totally exhausted after doing it; that is the ideal time to hop in a sauna and possibly cool dip afterwards. I found it a little strange that people haven’t cottoned onto this factor before now. Basically, every home should have a sauna! Or, who wouldn’t want robots to do all the hard yakka, get them to take over your job - don’t be scared, robots are a good thing! It so happens that the squishy squashy block of units (actually an old motel) that I’ve had to move into, (don’t get me started on how small the bathroom is), has got a room underneath it, with stairs that go down from the outside; this room has been used for storage. It is currently used for a “furnished apartment”, so if a renter doesn’t want a “furnished” unit, the handyman takes it all out and stores it downstairs. Poor Merv! From where I am standing though; what a waste of space, considering how squishy squashy the above upstairs space is. It is my desire to turn the downstairs room into a spa and sauna room!! J And note, in the above photo , the bathroom shows 2 saunas in the 1 one bathroom, with 2 heat sources; so, one heat is a dry heat with infrared sauna, and the other a moist heat with steam. This I feel, is essential to healthy living! Plus, I’m not sure why all homes in Australia have bathrooms that are soooo small. The bathroom needs to be at least the same size as the main master bedroom, in my opinion. It’s room to use regularly and it’s an area where you need a lot of space to wave towels around and flick hair about. (My hair is 94cm, long J) 2. Belle of the Ball I am whingeing about people who jump on other woman because she looks the best in the group. Someone told me this happens in the movie industry, where a little starlet puts on a dress that looks like it’s $1 million dress, and apparently, she hasn’t had a career big enough to wear such a fabulous dress - so she gets pounced on by jealous bitchy women. I can imagine that happens, but have not personally ever known any starlets that this has happened too, I think. I only have my experience, and it has definitely happened quite a few times. Being someone who can sew and is interested in fashion (albeit my own personal fashions!) I would often create dresses that were a little bit wow, possibly I wasn’t the “belle of the ball type, I only knew how to look like the “belle of the ball” type, should I wish. One dog girl told me I was actually not pretty enough to wear a fabulous dress. Such are their bimbo ways. Although as I got older it wasn’t really too much of an issue, but I found when I was young it was definitely an issue, especially around mothers not wanting to see other little girls shine in a pretty dress. I know I love seeing women in fabulous party dresses, you won’t see me shunning anyone for looking good! Keep them coming starlets!! 3. We can see your garden on Google Maps I Love Google Maps!! Love it Love it. I spend a bit of time on Google Maps, because it’s brilliant, it gives you a total birdseye view of Australia, like what I have never seen before. Any street you want to look up, there it is, in full colour vision - it’s amazing. In my seed business, every time I send off a seed order, I look up the buyers postal address on Google Maps, and check out their street. I have a wide and varied array of customers from all areas and businesses of Australia. While there are plenty of good “leafy” streets, every now and then, I come across a street which is what I could only describe as “hopeless”, with no trees on the median strip, and no gardens in people’s front yards, often - the whole street is “hopeless”! You know, the people who live in those street are absolutely clueless about how to live, they have absolutely no pride or joy about where they live and planet Earth, and those streets are an eyesore, and people who live in that street ought to be ashamed of it is bear ugliness. EXCEPT ofcourse, with the exception of the one person who ordered seeds from me, and who is going to start to make a difference, by putting in a garden - so Kudo‘s to them. And, no doubt, that one person hopefully will inspire the rest of the street, as I have noticed often is the case. I personally feel anyone who does not garden, has some things wrong with them, because a fully healthy person, embracing life, in Australia, would have a garden. Its mentally healthy. A healthy mind requires nature. So, improve the state of your mind with gardening, hop to it! Have you seen Mount Everest lately and how many people attempt to climb it? I saw a documentary; They’ve got a whole town now at the base of Everest, because of all the hordes of people who want to clime it - now in my opinion, that’s a waste of time! If you want to boost your self-esteem, start gardening, physically challenging if you want I that way, and way more beautiful!. By the way, now they’ve got like ladders and handrails crossing the gorges, I mean what’s next, handrails up the whole side! I remember writing about how, of all the farms I have lived on since childhood, and the many people‘s homes on farms that I have visited, over the years, in rural areas, NONE of them, really took gardening very seriously, certainly no one would pay to have their garden landscaped, or invest in fancy hybrid plants - mmm maybe I can think of only 1. But looking back, I can’t think of any, even, that had a vegetable patch (except ours). No time, thought or design went into a garden on a farm. It was like farmers and their wives kind of snubbed gardening, wanting to aspire their farm to only “a place of work”. {When really too busy breeding multiple little farming brats}. And what, are they ‘government pleasers’? I think it’s the government who do not like people gardening, they think it a waste of time when you could be working and making money for them via taxes. Some farmers are so anti-nature that it is incredible that they are living in a country area. It’s really a joke I mean those kinds of people other people, should be living in the city, not working a rural farm with trees and grasses around! I guess not having neighbours, there was no thoughts of “keeping up appearances” when it comes to the front yard, like so many intown people do - my previous landlord who lived in town only did gardening for the sake of maintaining a certain look in the street, which I, being a gardener, and lover of nature, found really odd, because gardening is such a wonderful experience, and so rewarding, once things really start to take off, it’s a way to really embrace life. And farmers, who are surrounded by so much land, with usually largish homesteads and big backyards, (usually plenty of bore water too) - there’s really no excuse not to garden. I find it strange how they wouldn’t want to garden. This photo from Google maps is a business in Gunnedah. The front waterwise garden, has just 2 varieties of plants in it, (Purple Fountain Grass and BottleBrush) - yet look how well it works. No water, no maintenance, just good-looking nature! Too easy. 4. Followed Around by Mongrel Dirt Bikers all over Australia - PISS OFF you coward Followed Around by Mongrel Dirt Bikers all over Australia - PISS OFF you coward When I was living at Gin Gin kookaburra Park, (2019-2022) there was some idiot that used to drive outside my house on the highway on a motorbike, I think it was a dirt bike - in the evenings, around 5pm. They would drive back and forth, for about ½ hour or until they got bored of doing it. So, the following year, I’ve been at my new address, 700km away from Gin Gin, for 7 months, but, yesterday, again, there is some idiot, I would say – THE SAME ONE, driving back-and-forth on a motorbike, outside my unit. Being a total nuisance. And no doubt this is still the same idiot that used to drive around in Gunnedah – they are stalking me across the country, they should be shot. Can you please tell me why the police haven’t done anything about this imbecile? Following me around, harassing me via revving bike noises. It’s not acceptable behaviour. Why should I had to put up with that? I don’t know who is the person doing it, they don’t know me either. I have my suspicions, and that is my little brothers friends from school: Heath Barwick and or Shannon Bree, neither of who I have spoken to since I was 18, 31 years ago, and back then only once or twice briefly, we are not friends in any way. Whoever it is, is a moron, they should be dealt with in society by the powers that be, the police, and not let loose, annoying the crap out of the whole neighbourhood; just because I live in the vicinity. The police do fuck all about it. Update, at another location in 2025, – still with annoying dirt bike people disturbing the peace and polluting the air. {I saw Shannon Bree’s Facebook profile; he is still in Gunnedah and has 2 kids now! So probably not him still!!}. There was some twit mother complaining on FB that someone called the police on her son who was dirt biking on the beach (I’m like HOORAY someone called the police!). So, I think they have stopped doing that, and they’ve moved down to the mangroves somewhere (?) its illegal to ride or drive on the beach up here. But I can here that annoying revving from a mile off. I hate to think about all the poor wildlife nearby. It is outrageous that society puts up with dirt bikers. Activity for Australian stupid Bogan; dirtbiking in the bush. What’s wrong with you all. This is not the 80’s anymore. People are way more conscious of nature and of how to raise a child so they do not automatically live their life in REBELLION mode. Dirt bikers are 100% complete prick-ism. Photos above are examples from online, those are not the ones following me about, I don’t think! 5. My first lot of Carob Powder – Yum Originally I had here a photo, of a jar of carob powder. It was titled “my first lot of carob powder”. I had grown a few carob trees from seed. They had grown over the 10 years, and produced fruit. I had harvested, and processed them into carob powder. I had made a carob sauce and had it with some vanilla ice cream; it was bloody delicious. And I was intent on making some more the following season. (Although it’s definitely not a chocolate substitute, doesn’t really compare to chocolate, but it has its own merritt.) I didn’t include the photo, because well you know, it’s just a jar of carob powder. You know what it looks like. But little did I know, that unfortunately, it was my first and last batch of carob powder, since I was forced to re-locate. And nobody else in Australia, it seems, grows their own fruit trees - it’s quite bizarre. 6. Earliest Memory My earliest memory was when I was 16 months old. I was perched on mums hip in the kitchen at our brief home in Naremburn, in Sydney. I can still remember dad, and he looked much younger back then, still a boy. He was having mustard in his sandwich, and he undid the mustard jar, and put the mustard under my nose, and said “here Emily, smell this, get a big whiff”, so me being a very trusting and sweet, vulnerable child, took as big a whiff, as a 16mnth old possibly could. Little did I know! Mustard is extremely strong, and a 16mnth old definitely cannot handle mustard! I started seeing yellow spots, and I almost fainted! -just from the smell! Dad thought it was hilarious. So that was my earliest memory. 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. 7. Deliberate Windscreen Chip Attack of War I’m pretty sure they’ve got a BB gun that puts chips in windscreens. Actually, they’re called airguns according to wiki, and they are designed to fire metal pellets in a controlled manner. A REAL THING. So, I’ve mentioned on my blog before, I have a fake ambulance car that keeps driving out in front of my place and putting their fake sirens on (well, real siren, but fake reason – whenever I cook a Slow Cooked Brisket, they do it). So, an ambulance was in front of me one day whilst I was driving to Bundaberg (although this one did look real) and I received a chip in the windscreen, and I was at least 20m behind the ambulance, and another reason why I think it was deliberate, was because there was also a whole heap of people in this kind of remote area; parked on the side of the road of where it happened, it’s just a feeling I’ve got, and I’m pretty sure this is what happened. Possibly Gin Gin Police was responsible, in retaliation of me putting in a complaint about Sharon Morgan, and her incompetence regarding her knowledge of tenancy laws. Or possibly it could’ve been because I was moving from Gin Gin, and so the ambulance drivers would suddenly be out of work, because someone literally pays them to drive up and down my house to beep - some idiot. However after writing this, guess what has just driven up past my house 3 times in the past 24 hours with sirens blazing. So, I am lifting the veil on yet another car industry sector who obtains business from people in an illegal manner. (They also mess around with the lights on your dash, with the light lighting up, indicator there’s a problem, when in actual fact there is no problem, but they can hack into your cars computer, and put the problem lights on. Then the local mechanic intern, charges you to fix the problem, when in fact there was no problem in the first place, in my case, DOGS WHO DO NOT MIND THEIR OWN business, wanted me to go there to get it serviced because I was late with my service, obviously all responsible should be shot. SHOT HOORAY. And I guess while I’m at it, I’ll also mention computer nerds do it as well, by telling you, you have virus and malicious software, when you are tricked into calling a fake business number, and then tell you, you have to go to your local computer person and get the problem fixed, when actually there’s no problems at all. (Canon). Oh, and certain car people will also try to create accidents where you are at fault, for the same reason, to try to conjure business for local mechanics. Plus, I reversed into an iron bark in my last week there at Gin Gin, causing a whole lot of damage to the tray, which needs to be fully replaced. And whilst I did it, I know I was distracted by neighbours with intent to make me crash into that ironbark. THEY ARE ALL DODGY. So, back to my chip story, he said $85.00, but $80 if I pay cash – at the time he didn’t have any change for $90 so he said I can have it for $70. I phoned around for cheapest quote too, but I am pretty sure Telstra just put me through to DOGS, as all the other quotes were around $300 (as if, that’s more expensive than a new windscreen) So, I booked it in and went there, however, I’m still not entirely sure I got my bang for my buck, the local windscreen guy at Sarina, did say that the silicon went into the cracks – see there is 2. (When I got the quote, first time, he said there was 3, but there is definatly only 2). And to me, it looks like he only did 1 chip, plus, after its repaired, its not actually meant to be visible, or maybe only slightly, but my chips pretty much look the same now as before. I’m thinking it might be better to purchase the $30 kit and do it yourself, like on youtube. The guy did stop midway through the procedure to talk to his mate who turned up on a Harley Davidson, who then rode off, beeping - a little game that old man seem to like to play these days; if you ask any questions, they think you lose, idiots. So, the windscreen guy may have got distracted, and decided that it didn’t really matter if he did a half assed job. Maybe they just can’t handle double chips. 8. Some Little Bitch Harassing me re-Fake Speeding Ticket Some Little Bitch Harassing me re-Fake Speeding Ticket This person was deliberatley trying to terrorize me!! It was involving letters left in my mail locker that I had just collected at Kookaburra Park mail lockers, from the QLD traffic speeding department (not addressed to me), but trying to trick me re speeding fines. (I had driven up to Gladstone the week before, again, re my car window glazing, as NO-ONE IN BUNDABERG would do it. Arsholes. 2hr trip up there. Then back – on their dodgy HWY. I’m pretty sure that’s the person who moved me with MOVE-IT RELOCATIONS AND STORAGE TAMWORTH – or is pretending to be them? Same car? Photo shows big black dual cab beasty Ute This is not the first-time bitches have tried to “fear monger’ I notice it is an ongoing thing, one of the dogs favourite game. Lucky I am not a fearful person (their main motivation, I expect, btw “why aren’t you afraid! fear me!”) so they just keep going, trying trying trying….lol. It’s not about respect (I knew I was right about that, thanks very much). And surprising how many women drive those big beasty Utes. After I wrote this, my stupid blonde neighbour tried to the same after I had driven up to Mackay. Such stupidity. She is still ‘fake beeping’ btw, by scraping her chair on the wooden floor, waking also the person on the other side of me too, and the other side of her. See, again it’s true; other woman are incapable of respecting anyone but themselves. 9. Rainbow Bee-eater Nature is always pleasantly surprising me. Many times, now there have been incidences which I felt have not been coincidental. This bird was one of them . Back in 2006, I was specifically looking to take photos of birds, so I could use them in my digital artwork collage, and sure enough as soon as I went out into the garden, there suddenly was this honeyeater, a very rare bird for the area, you would be very lucky to see one of these. I certainly have never seen one before that day, or since in fact, but there he was on the fence right outside the door. Showing off his beautiful coloured feathers. Perfect! (If only my camera and photographic skill, was on pare!). 10. Halloween 2020 All the terrorists are out and about!! Oct 31st. Last night, well, this morning, at about 4am, I saw a whole row or weird moving lights in the sky, now I know why, Halloween in American (Halloween is American tradition your fools, not Australian.) I got a photo. I think Terrorists know what they do best and see Halloween as perfect opportunity to wreak havoc. (Terrorists learn how to Terrorize mostly in schools by teachers, sometimes parents/older siblings, but mostly it’s the public-school system to blame for Terrorists). Well, if there’re doing and thinking about this, then least, they are not stealing from me. Give me back my Loofa’s your stupid maniac non thinking dogs. Actually I think my landlord stole all my luffas – sicko blonde dog. 11. Why do I have long hair Yesterday at the Chiro, I was asked how long had I been growing my hair, and this triggered my thoughts back to the last time I went to the hairdressers; and it was at least 20 yrs ago, in the mid 1990s, and, I recall, the salon charged me $90 for a haircut! - it was just a cut, a shampoo, and a blow-dry style, $90!! even as a young 22 or-so yr old, I knew I was being stolen from as I was handing over my money. I mean, what was I meant to do, that’s how much they said it was. So, I decided that I would never ever go to the hairdressers ever again! And now I have butt length hair! (Actually the real reason I keep it long, is because I like to feel it on my back, it’s just a nice pleasing experience having soft hair brushing on your skin! Although this only happens when I wash it, but not long after it’s dried I always put it in a plait, otherwise it’s too unmanageable, and too hot, and gets too many tangles). Also, yesterday when I was in Bundaberg, the physiotherapist at Friendlies tried to get me to pay $79 for a lymphoedema stocking, which I absolutely didn’t need. And the girl at ‘the art of waxing’ wanted me to pay $22 because I turned up at the time that she later said was incorrect, even though I had copied and pasted the time from the schedule that I had just made previously into my calendar from the online appointment booking, so I knew I was there at exactly the right time, but she went ahead and charged my credit card anyway, because the app took my details, so now I’ve gotta go through CBA and put in a claim to get my $22 back. I mean blatant theft is going on amongst women in Bundaberg, in fact women everywhere, same with women overcharging me in Gunnedah, and often not just small amounts (but that does happen) but cocky amounts like overcharging by $100. I really had it up to here and beyond with THIEVING WOMEN, and it’s always women, by the way, I’ve never had this problem when dealing with a man who is in charge, so I say get rid of women out of the workplace, they’re nothing but a bunch of thieves (I did end up seeing a lovely girl (at Beauty By Amber-Lee, at Nailed to Perfection) who did my legs on spur of the moment thing yesterday, and she undercut everybody else in Bundaberg by $5, and was fast and professional, thank you thank you - every now and again you get surprised). I’m sure now that I’ve written about this, I’m going to have a whole spate of male shopkeepers stealing from me, and Amber-Lee is going to be booked out for all eternity in the future! I did – via sneaky aquarium people – certain online shops in cahoots with locals, devise plans to ensnare ‘victims’. 12. The Calling of Nature One of my earliest memories is my grandmother‘s house in Beecroft, Sydney, NSW, Australia. She had this amazing huge backyard, with a little creek running through it, and 3 giant Weeping Willows, plus a little wooden bridge over the creek. I may have been just able to walk, I was very young, and I was allowed to wander off into this garden on my own, and I absolutely loved it. Can still remember that bridge and willows, plus the shade they created. So, my love for gardening was something that was born in me, and I recognised nature from a very young age. Oooh, I’d do anything to have a little creek, weeping willow and a little wooden bridge in my garden today! {Side bar; current unit has a little creek out the back! Plus one of my past rentals was near a river, with then weeping willows – unfortunatley some gung-ho Landcare volunteers have removed all the stunning weeping willows from the Naomi River L - you know, sometimes exceptions can be made.}. Such fond memories. I find this true in life in fact - what we do when we’re young, is something we have a keen interest in later as an adult. So, it’s important for parents to make sure their child is being stimulated in numerous ways, so they can have things to feel passionate about later on. Like if you garden as a child, then you’ll probably have a garden when you’re an adult, or if you did a lot of cooking with your mum, then you’ll probably do a lot of cooking as an adult, maybe even become a chef. Perhaps if you played with trucks, you’ll become a truckdriver!! lol By the way that place no longer exists, there has been a big highway built through Beecroft. I found a photo on Google Maps showing the creek (Devlins Creek) running through the Beecroft Reserve, and Chilworth Reserve. There is a Beecroft – Cheltnam track that runs through the Reserves. – Still, a little peace of paradise J 13. Housing Concerns in Australia The image above shows a typical house in any given street in any town across Australia, side by side to 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, its 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!! 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. 14. Councils - COME ON I’ve come to the conclusion that councils are either another ‘root of all evil’ institutes in Australia or completely clueless and incompetent. They seem to be so busy fighting and scheming ways to steal money from people, how to be bossy, bitchy, disrespectful and intimidating, in the pursuit of money and power, that they have neglected their whole point. One thing they should have got on about doing 20 years ago, is the planting of a whole heap of fruit and nut trees in public areas. I mean there should be literally thousands of fruit and nut trees growing all over Australia; in parks, along streets, in roundabouts and so forth. This is to encourage a good sense of community and to make sure no-one goes hungry, not to mention good vibes from aesthetic appeal and saving the planet! Imagine if you drove into town, and there at the very first roundabout you come across was a huge avocado tree laden with fruit, then at the other 5 as you past them on your way, same thing, what a good feeling this creates. I guess I should give special commendations to Tamworth Council for planting a whole Avenue of Plane trees down the main Street (Peel Street) it is a real pleasure driving down Peel Street now, it used to be so hot in summer, and now it’s beautiful shady lush and green. And it was only one or two years of bushy greenery at eyelevel, until the trees got a bit bigger 😁 Albeit too bad those hoity council women still have not quite an evolved into excepting Australiana flora, and ‘safe resorted’ to a famous London tree (that doesn’t even bear edible fruit). If I had my choice of tree, it would either be a densely packed avenue of Eucalyptus leucoxylon, or an avenue of avocados! I say special commendations to them, because I have been down quite a few main streets, in different towns where there has been no attempt at all to plant any trees. They have no hesitation in putting in fancy brickwork, but when it comes to tree planting, dismal - there needs to be way more. Plus, why restrict trees to just the main street? Way more streets need avenues of trees - all of them, infact. Each home has a nature strip in front of the house, there’s no excuse not to plant it out. And these days Councils are more lax about what you can do, take advantage of green times, and do what you want with your little piece of crown land! Oh, and I know Bundaberg Council has implemented a 1 million tree target. That is, they want 1 million trees planted this year, and they are doing it by offering to 2 free trees to anyone who wants one, at the local Landcare nursery. Bravo to them, why not make it 5 free, and include shrubs on the list! See my collection of good edible street trees - a collage 15. List of Real Estates who need Naming and Shaming So, this is just a pretty little collage, with Real Estate fascard, where I’ve had to deal with absolutely clueless young rental girls. (These ones I’ve listed, have been absolutely abhorrent, it hasn’t just been a situation where I’ve been chuffed off with the conversation - I mean these ones have been truly revolting in their disrespect and stupidity.) I have to do something about the naive little bitchy girls at work at Real Estate agents. Most of these girls are completely clueless about the nature of people, particularly clueless about the imbalance of power in a tenant/landlord situation, and how people in positions of power will abuse that power. I could site off here heaps of disgraceful things that landlords have done, but if you’ve been reading my blog, you’ll already have a general jist, and I don’t feel like I should have to write them all down again here, just to prove my point. If you want to know what they do - go and read the rest of my blog. But 2 in Melbourne have a whole other photostory dedicated to them as they were so DISGUSTING - Those little 2 girls know perfectly well who they are. AND Prime, or was it Netflix, put them on a show, and sent me those 2 stupid little girls, now married with kids living in mansion – I think they were trying to make me jealous – little did the know, that the very worst thing I can possibly imagine, would be to be like those STUPID girls – so, not jealous thanks very much, more like relieved and reminded, as I know I am not like those stupid common girls. And by the way, wouldn’t a group on Facebook talking about disgraceful things landlords do, be a good idea. Yes, Emily it would! There was one more in Bundaberg, I think, I can’t quite remember which one now. And there was two in Melbourne, from 20 years ago, so I definitely can’t even remember even the street name that they were on, but there were two of them, opposite each other, somewhere near Preston/Coburg/Reservoir, and I would’ve been able to see them on Google Maps, except they weren’t listed, and I bet they weren’t closedown - I bet Google Maps has blocked them from me, so I don’t name them. I’ve mentioned before they can block websites, they can manipulate the Google searches, and they can also do it on Google Maps - their intention is to try and save the bimbo bitches who work at such places. I’ve seen them do this before on Google Maps (a Jewellery business in Tamworth, which is still there operating), and today I’ve seen it again. Since I’ve only recently, started taking photos and recording names, of everyone I encounter, I unfortunately can’t name and shame them all. Schizophrenic zombie: Louise Aguirre, Nutrien Harcourts McCathies, 262 Queen Street, Ayr (They call Schizophrenic now “Psychosis susceptibility syndrome” !! lol, lol!!. Why not just call it “the stupid disease”. Wakey Wakey.} Anyway, I believe those rural Nutrien people are just plain bullies – no diseases affecting their choices. 16. Rental Bitches from Melbourne Harassing me Warning; I was absolutely livid, at the time, when I was dog attacked by these two dog girls. This story is going to reflect how upset, stressed, angry and fuming mad I was (and still am because I have an excellent memory) So, when I was a student in Melbourne, I had to find somewhere to live (with my four cats) OMG the Real Estate rental bitches such a huge problem. I can’t believe how revolting those little girls were. Did they not grow up with any morals or ethics? Why am I so often constantly left feeling like I’m better than other women because of their revolting bully nature? {you know, I do not need to have it reiterated time and time again!!} Anyway, after a huge negative ordeal, I was given a rental guy instead of the typical rental girl, from a different Real Estate, who found me a place no problems at all and of course it didn’t matter if I had pets. Plus, also thank goodness, there was another ‘normal’ girl from another different Real Estate (lovely tall Blondie) who found me even a better spot with lovely new hardwood floors. So, I did find somewhere to live in the end. But I’m pretty sure those two revolting stupid bitch ethnic girls from Melbourne, who belong to two different Real Estate agencies that were across the street from one another (can’t remember name, otherwise I would name and shame big time); and were friends, would have their bitchy routine down pat between one another, a tag game, praying on and ganging up on younger girls looking for somewhere to stay (who had pets). BTW, pets weren’t even the main issue with those two girls, they just wanted to jump on any problem they could possibly find - it was a total cat and mouse game for them. Stupid bimbos. Just revolting creatures, and I’m pretty sure they follow me around and put on fake listings for rentals; those two stupid bitches; fuck off get a life, and you are not fit for the workplace. Oh, and making a reality fake tv show and airing it on Netflix with you showing yourself living in a big mansion, – does not make you a winner – you little revolting stupid bitches. And shame on DOGS playing SIDES. And by the way; rental Real Estate rule makers, who I know will be reading my story; can’t you see how young and stupid the rental girls are? You need to make sure you don’t have these stupid nazi anal rules, so that little girls can’t get a hold of, and sink their teeth into, like a dog with a bone. Of course, I am of the belief that there should be no discrimination when it comes to pets, if they lose their Bond, then lose their bond. But mostly so long as there is no carpet, then it is usually fine. At the moment 95% of all listings will not allow any pets at all, which is absolutely disgusting and encourages “full on bitch wars” by stupid little girls just like those two. So do something about its Rental Rule Makers. 17. My rental farmhouse - 10yrs here at Rangari, near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia I am a Gardner, this place had heaps of water, I struck gold!! (2009, 12mnths after I moved in) Landlord References - Hey sleeping Beauty real estate girl, when I was living on David and Brendas farm, I had 365 small items stolen from me 1 x 1 over 10 years ($10000 worth of stuff). I suspect my landlord and neighbours were stealing from me; and yet you want a reference from him? You silly little girl, you are clueless about the nature of people, and people in positions of power. And, while I am at it; When selling a house to prospective new owners, the Realtor doesn’t say; “and this house, when you purchase it, comes with the family down the road -you must adopt them as your own family and spend a great amount of time with them too.” I mean really, it’s just too absurd isn’t it? but that’s the reality a Renter faces. It seems (in my experience) if the neighbours don’t like you, or if you don’t want to descend yourself into the landlord’s family -then your slyly cast out. I mean there are other various reasons why a renter has to move on - in my experience, it’s always personal, and common sense and human decency gets thrown out the window. The rules that apply in the workplace, like you can’t just fire someone because you don’t like them, (you have to have a valid reason, and you have to give proper notification so they have a chance to rectify the situation) - there are laws to protect workers. But not if you’re a Renter, there is no protection at all, everything has a loophole. Don’t get me started on house maintenance (or lack thereof by landlords) not to mention thieving landlords who have the key, and then there’s the general abuse of power and lying that goes on too.... And, read this: Quiet Enjoyment Under a General Tenancy Agreement (Lease) (form18a). Part 19 states (2) The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor's agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises. -this brief paragraph is about the only 2 stipulations in the whole monumental fine print of a standard lease, that favours the tenant. I have had 3 landlords that have done just the opposite to that. I defiantly consider stealing / pettytheft, and banging/tapping excessive sounds or car revving, to be a detrimental interruption of the peace. By the way, that house above was a kit home, or prefabricated. Built on site in the 1980’s. aside from general costcutted features, I will just mention here, the windowsills; on the inside, instead of being typical windowsill sized, they had cost-cutted those long timber (should I say craft wood) lengths to be narrow, so when I moved in, my cat jumped up to the window, as he usually did before, to sit on the windowsill, but he fell off again, as it was too narrow. I’m putting in a little protest here, on behalf of my cat! We want proper windowsills thank you. 18. My Address is None of Your Business When it was noted and obvious that retailers were stealing from me, the police advised me to not give out my address to any retailer, or anyone infact, including Doctors, Hire centers, car dealerships/rentals… Now this is not as easy as it seems, if you start paying attention, basically everybody asks for your address, and of course if you shop online, it’s a must. So, I have had to obtain a postal address that doesn’t include my home address, which is an expensive nuisance. But I still wanted to write this because the amount of people that don’t need my address, but still insist that they have it, so they can put it on their invoice, is ridiculous. You know receptionists and secretaries; A lot of forms that I have to fill out, were often written many years ago. Just because the form requests an address, doesn’t mean you actually need it. Common sense needs to be applied, in every situation. My address is never required, unless a postage delivery is required. MY ADDRESS IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS AND STOP ASKING ME FOR IT 19. Acacia Tree Massacre Some greedy and selfish pig has come along and chain sawed this spectacular beautiful Weeping Acacia, that still had not reached the prime of its life. Growing by the side of the road, on the corner of kelvin and Bulga Road, Gunnedah. (Near the bus stop) Shame shame shame on you, and you better have planted 10 acacias in its place, in various spots - that’s the general rule; Cut down 1, plant 10 Btw, that was the only Acacia in that area. All the other trees you can see on Google Maps, are gums. 20. Oppression that Leads to War I want to show an example of oppression, as most people don’t actually know that they’re op-pressed. It is oppression that leads to war. Once I was living on a farm on a lawyers property, he still lives there with his partner, and her kids from previous marriage, and his kids from previous marriage. (problems already) The lawyers house was just down the paddock from my house. I was planting trees on his property, he was a ‘native tree person’ too (unusual for Gunnedah) The section where I was planting was on the other side of the fence, near my house, was electrified. So, as I was going in an out and planting/tree guarding/ watering, over some days/ weeks, I just switched it on/off the fence in that time, especially since there were no cows in that paddock -he did rotation farming. But the next thing you know there were cows being moved around, the landlord and his partner were hooning around, and they could have realised that the electric fence wasn’t on and asked me about it; I told them I had switched it off due to the tree planting, but unbeknownst to me it wasn’t just the fence line where the trees were, that particular power box did the whole rest of the farm, and so ‘apparently’ some cows got out onto their driveway and it caused a big problem for them, (the kind of people they would think that this is a monstrous problem, practically the end of the world), so he was really angry at me, chastising me so forth, even though I had no idea that I had switched off the whole farms fence line. But then he told me, that he’d had seen me switch it on and off twice! so I turned around and told him well if you saw me do it why didn’t you say something? the fact that he didn’t say anything in first place was because he’s oppressed. I mean if you see a problem you have to speak out, but that’s what oppression is, if you don’t speak out. Plus it does not pay to be a pervert and watch me, does it. Although there is the possibility, in retrospect, he pretended that the cows got out in the first place (as I did not see any out of the paddock, and I looked) but he just wanted to use the situation as fuel, to chastise and go on a power trip. Because it gets worse, he thought that I was deliberately sabotaging his cows, and instead of asking me about it when he saw me switch the box, instead, he stole my pliers, and angled them under my car wheel, so when I reversed, I would get a flat and I would have to pay $400 for a new tyre. What an arsehole, talk about retarded. I mean what if someone actually did make a sabotage on this guy? What would he do? I hope someone does, because fuck he’s asking for it. And note how he picks on women. I bet if I were a man, he would not have done that. Actually, I think he may have been in cahoots with another guy - Graham Kent | Job Placement Consultant at Job link Plus Gunnedah. They planned the pliers as revenge – little boys who just want to fight. (Who had hopeless bimbo mothers, for not teaching any other way, his father btw, was a doctor) I am outraged by stupid little boys who just want to fight, and they pick on single women – no man around to scare them – see how coward they are. This photo sums up that lawyer, btw, he is, I would say in his late 50’s. Photo from https://www.additudemag.com/on-their-best-behavior/ - least they are trying to help bimbo mothers. 21. Here is a sceenshot of my new Seed Shop on LocalSeeds 22. Jewish Mowing Story Area for mowing at Rangari garden , all in the yard, and all outside the yard. All that short grass area that you can see, is the area that got mown – a lot isn’t it! (although, the last 4yrs I was there – no rain, so no mowing needed) At one point in my life, I became a nanny for a Jewish family. If you’re Jewish you might be offended by what I have to say, so possibly don’t bother reading unless you have an open mind, or are smart, and or maybe wish to be slightly enlightened. So, not knowing anything about the Jewish religion, the mother gave me the basic outline of the Jews, and where they came from, as well she told me about her in-laws who went through the abhorrent Nazi concentration camps. Basically, to summarise, she said Jewish religion was based on a fight amongst the Christians. The Christians reached a point on their journey, and said ”we go this way now”, but there was a sector of the Christians who said “no, no, we go this way”. And the fight ensued, after no resolution could be thought of, the Christians went their way, and the opposing Christians went the other way, and decided that they weren’t going to be Christians any more, they were going to be called Jews! (Although when she explained it to me, she didn’t really state that the Jewish religion was based on a fight, - it’s just the big picture of what I saw that happened. Then, there was another thing. I sometimes sat down in the living room with the children and read to them. One day, I got up to a page, and it was an image of a father and son fishing, and in that in the image, was a fish in the ocean, with a caption above its head, and the caption read, (I kid you not) “pick me, pick me, I want to offer myself to you, to eat” At this point I came to the absolute conclusion, of what a scam the Jewish religion was, and how arrogant they are, how humans in general are, actually, to adopt this attitude thinking that another creature would want to sacrifice themselves for them. All living things have a basic desire and instinct to live, there are no exceptions to that rule. It’s a basic fact that all has to acknowledge. Now this is my belief about this religion, but I’m definitely not opposed to anyone who is Jewish, or who would want to practice this faith, because it doesn’t matter if the whole thing is based on a scam, what matters is what the faith can offer to people, like friendship, peace, comfort and hope. And of course I also believe that anything that a lot of people believe and think about, like as in pray for, may be conjured, for example; I didn’t know this Jewish story at the time, but one evening, I was out mowing my lawns, and I lived on a farm, and had a huge amount of lawn to mow, and as it was getting dark, I thought I’ll just keep going until my petrol runs, out which probably would be within the next five minutes, as I had not filled it up, I knew there was hardly any left. So, five minutes came and went, 10mins, 20mins, half an hour, one hour, hour and a half, two hours, finally, I ran out of fuel, and it was pretty much dark by then, but full moon. I couldn’t believe it, as I knew I had didn’t have that much petrol left, but it just kept going and going. Turns out, that particular evening, was a special day in the Jewish religion, I can’t remember exactly what I read or heard, and I can’t be bothered to look it up again, but they celebrate that day every year because in the past, at some point on this special day, they didn’t have enough money to buy candles (or something) and so the candles they had lasted all night, because they believed God gave them a miracle. So how about that! I have found in life there seems to be always a sense of humour, underlying everything! 23. Is this the woman (see photo here, I did not want to put her on my Blog) That woman with the short brown hair, looks like the woman who was following me around up here in Queensland near Gladstone and Agnes Water, she had 2 kids with her. She was present at the Benaraby nursery when they were acting dodgy and trying to overcharge me. She was also present when I handed over my iPod to a sale from Facebook at Agnes Water, who later stole $800 off my credit card via the iPod -it still had my details in it -silly me, forgot to Factory Reset – So stupid bimbo thinks automatically “steal, steal, steal, they forgot, they forgot” – SUCH STUPIDTY. You have to pay for everything bimbo.) So that woman is an Australian actress, and it is not uncommon for me to have actresses and people from the television industry, follow me around. I’m not in entirely sure why they do it, I feel it’s because they have mental health problems, as none of them have ever approached me and talked to me ever. Again, it could be someone that just looks like her, who knows. 24. Plastic Peg Graveyard in Every Backyard As a renter, I have lived in quite a few places that have had a clothesline out the back, and a whole graveyard situation going on with little bits of plastic from broken pegs lying all over the place - it’s an unsightly disaster. USE WOODEN PEGS (like I do). 25. Come on Australia, you have to use your Brain and Creativity a Little bit All in favour of changing Leichardt in Queensland‘s name, from Leichardt to Leichardty, say aye. All in favour of changing Moore Park Beach in Queensland‘s name, from Moore Park Beach, to Moorey Park Beach, say aye. Albion 4010 in Qld at (-27.433,153.044) Albion 4822 in Qld at (-21.328,142.605) Alison 2259 in NSW at (-33.266,151.400) Alison 2420 in NSW at (-32.429,151.773) Alligator Creek 4740 in Qld at (-21.320,149.218) Alligator Creek 4816 in Qld at (-19.411,146.932) Ascot 4007 in Qld at (-27.430,153.065) Ascot 4875 in Qld at (-27.826,151.997) Ascot 3364 in Vic at (-37.396,143.813) Ascot 3551 in Vic at (-36.708,144.335) Back Creek 2372 in NSW at (-28.962,151.729) Back Creek 2390 in NSW at (-30.112,150.276) Back Creek 2422 in NSW at (-31.962,152.053) Back Creek 2484 in NSW at (-28.409,153.170) Back Creek 2622 in NSW at (-35.343,149.944) Back Creek 2671 in NSW at (-33.865,147.461) Bakers Creek 2359 in NSW at (-30.325,150.996) Bakers Creek 2422 in NSW at (-31.973,152.101) Bakers Creek 2447 in NSW at (-30.827,152.715) Balmoral 2283 in NSW at (-33.046,151.579) Balmoral 2571 in NSW at (-34.303,150.515) Barry 2340 in NSW at (-31.600,151.284) Barry 2799 in NSW at (-33.647,149.267) Bellfield 3081 in Vic at (-37.753,145.038) Bellfield 3381 in Vic at (-37.225,142.489) Big Hill 3231 in Vic at (-38.478,144.008) Big Hill 3555 in Vic at (-36.836,144.230) Birnam 4285 in Qld at (-27.950,153.059) Birnam 4352 in Qld at (-27.493,151.926) Black Creek 2439 in NSW at (-31.586,152.639) Black Creek 2729 in NSW at (-35.329,148.034) Boat Harbour 2316 in NSW at (-32.784,152.110) Boat Harbour 2480 in NSW at (-28.778,153.369) Broadwater 2472 in NSW at (-29.035,153.426) Broadwater 2549 in NSW at (-36.973,149.894) Burra 2620 in NSW at (-35.559,149.224) Burra 2653 in NSW at (-35.828,148.090) Cabbage Tree Island 2430 in NSW at (-31.946,152.590) Cabbage Tree Island 2477 in NSW at (-28.981,153.457) Cannon Creek 4310 in Qld at (-28.079,152.729) Cannon Creek 4380 in Qld at (-28.606,151.874) Carrington 2294 in NSW at (-32.913,151.766) Carrington 2324 in NSW at (-32.660,152.018) Cattle Creek 4407 in Qld at (-27.676,150.799) Cattle Creek 4626 in Qld at (-25.457,151.301) Cedar Creek 2325 in NSW at (-32.838,151.172) Cedar Creek 2484 in NSW at (-28.418,153.262) Cedar Creek 4207 in Qld at (-27.840,153.184) Cedar Creek 4520 in Qld at (-27.333,152.819) Clontarf 4019 in Qld at (-27.244,153.077) Clontarf 4357 in Qld at (-27.972,151.228) Colo 2756 in NSW at (-33.416,150.807) Colo 2795 in NSW at (-33.779,149.265) Dalwood 2335 in NSW at (-32.627,151.415) Dalwood 2477 in NSW at (-28.894,153.413) Darlington 2008 in NSW at (-33.891,151.193) Darlington 2330 in NSW at (-32.559,151.161) Deep Creek 2440 in NSW at (-30.968,152.707) Deep Creek 2460 in NSW at (-29.162,152.668) Deep Creek 2469 in NSW at (-28.969,152.683) Douglas 4354 in Qld at (-27.320,151.906) Douglas 4814 in Qld at (-19.325,146.751) Dural 2158 in NSW at (-33.684,151.041) Dural 2330 in NSW at (-32.580,150.862) Elderslie 2335 in NSW at (-32.582,151.351) Elderslie 2570 in NSW at (-34.057,150.715) Ellerslie 2648 in NSW at (-33.824,142.028) Ellerslie 2729 in NSW at (-35.309,147.909) Elphinstone 4361 in Qld at (-27.983,151.892) Elphinstone 4742 in Qld at (-21.506,148.215) Enmore 2042 in NSW at (-33.900,151.171) Enmore 2350 in NSW at (-30.731,151.834) Fairy Dell 3561 in Vic at (-36.324,144.732) Fairy Dell 3875 in Vic at (-37.689,147.757) Gilberton 4208 in Qld at (-27.742,153.273) Gilberton 4871 in Qld at (-19.279,143.692) Glenroy 2640 in NSW at (-36.052,146.899) Glenroy 2653 in NSW at (-35.749,147.883) Golden Point 3350 in Vic at (-37.574,143.865) Golden Point 3451 in Vic at (-37.064,144.274) Golden Point 3465 in Vic at (-37.091,143.761) Gowrie 2330 in NSW at (-32.565,151.148) Gowrie 2340 in NSW at (-31.345,150.825) Green Hills 2365 in NSW at (-30.267,151.787) Green Hills 2730 in NSW at (-35.546,148.029) Green Point 2251 in NSW at (-33.454,151.365) Green Point 2428 in NSW at (-32.250,152.518) Greendale 2550 in NSW at (-36.585,149.862) Greendale 2745 in NSW at (-33.928,150.663) Greenlands 2330 in NSW at (-32.362,151.164) Greenlands 2631 in NSW at (-36.518,149.444) Greenmount 4359 in Qld at (-27.776,151.893) Greenmount 4751 in Qld at (-21.184,149.035) Gregory River 4660 in Qld at (-25.100,152.215) Gregory River 4800 in Qld at (-20.250,148.502) Happy Valley 3360 in Vic at (-37.728,143.596) Happy Valley 3549 in Vic at (-34.698,142.716) Highland Plains 4401 in Qld at (-27.268,151.762) Highland Plains 4454 in Qld at (-25.870,148.755) Hill Top 2575 in NSW at (-34.347,150.487) Hill Top 2628 in NSW at (-36.333,148.693) Hillgrove 2350 in NSW at (-30.612,151.968) Hillgrove 2650 in NSW at (-35.044,147.356) Hillsborough 2290 in NSW at (-32.962,151.674) Hillsborough 2320 in NSW at (-32.633,151.476) Hillside 3037 in Vic at (-37.690,144.742) Hillside 3875 in Vic at (-37.841,147.516) Huntley 2530 in NSW at (-34.498,150.736) Huntley 2800 in NSW at (-33.369,149.126) Ironpot 4610 in Qld at (-26.597,151.445) Ironpot 4701 in Qld at (-23.262,150.601) Killara 3312 in Vic at (-37.752,141.400) Killara 3691 in Vic at (-36.140,146.950) Kings Plains 2360 in NSW at (-29.602,151.413) Kings Plains 2799 in NSW at (-33.490,149.327) Kingswood 2340 in NSW at (-31.161,150.928) Kingswood 2550 in NSW at (-36.742,149.822) Kingswood 2747 in NSW at (-33.764,150.724) Lambs Valley 2335 in NSW at (-32.570,151.464) Lambs Valley 2370 in NSW at (-29.814,151.796) Lansdowne 2163 in NSW at (-33.896,150.975) Lansdowne 2430 in NSW at (-31.761,152.515) Lilli Pilli 2229 in NSW at (-34.069,151.114) Lilli Pilli 2536 in NSW at (-35.774,150.222) Lilyvale 4352 in Qld at (-27.433,151.875) Lilyvale 4723 in Qld at (-23.151,148.437) Limeburners Creek 2324 in NSW at (-32.579,151.912) Limeburners Creek 2444 in NSW at (-31.333,152.893) Long Plain 2360 in NSW at (-29.765,151.236) Long Plain 2629 in NSW at (-35.662,148.581) Long Point 2330 in NSW at (-32.565,151.121) Long Point 2564 in NSW at (-34.011,150.897) Lyndhurst 2350 in NSW at (-30.356,152.044) Lyndhurst 2797 in NSW at (-33.685,148.992) Mackenzie 4156 in Qld at (-27.540,153.129) Mackenzie 4702 in Qld at (-23.128,149.392) Maryland 2287 in NSW at (-32.880,151.662) Maryland 4377 in NSW at (-28.539,152.046) Maryvale 4370 in Qld at (-28.076,152.267) Maryvale 4703 in Qld at (-22.980,150.618) Mayfield 2304 in NSW at (-32.898,151.738) Mayfield 2540 in NSW at (-34.920,150.668) Mayfield 2580 in NSW at (-35.236,149.782) Mayfield 2787 in NSW at (-33.667,149.775) Merrijig 3723 in Vic at (-37.078,146.313) Merrijig 3875 in Vic at (-37.656,147.442) Milroy 2380 in NSW at (-31.142,150.048) Milroy 2850 in NSW at (-32.593,149.621) Mogo 2536 in NSW at (-35.794,150.102) Mogo 2850 in NSW at (-32.259,150.022) Montrose 4370 in Qld at (-28.156,151.779) Montrose 4413 in Qld at (-27.013,150.615) Moonlight Flat 3450 in Vic at (-37.062,144.246) Moonlight Flat 3465 in Vic at (-37.048,143.650) Morven 2370 in NSW at (-29.410,152.164) Morven 2660 in NSW at (-35.652,147.155) Mount Archer 4514 in Qld at (-27.001,152.663) Mount Archer 4701 in Qld at (-23.326,150.582) Mount Olive 2330 in NSW at (-32.407,151.225) Mount Olive 2787 in NSW at (-33.605,149.934) Mount Pleasant 4521 in Qld at (-27.149,152.764) Mount Pleasant 4740 in Qld at (-21.118,149.160) Myall 3533 in Vic at (-35.537,142.756) Myall 3579 in Vic at (-35.601,144.020) Nelson 2550 in NSW at (-36.668,149.958) Nelson 2765 in NSW at (-33.646,150.921) Newtown 4305 in Qld at (-27.616,152.777) Newtown 4350 in Qld at (-27.556,151.933) Newtown 3220 in Vic at (-38.154,144.335) Newtown 3351 in Vic at (-37.703,143.659) North Branch 4356 in Qld at (-27.846,151.627) North Branch 4370 in Qld at (-28.021,152.318) Oxley 2711 in NSW at (-34.030,144.060) Oxley 2824 in NSW at (-30.982,147.621) Paddys Flat 2469 in NSW at (-28.695,152.429) Paddys Flat 2632 in NSW at (-37.037,149.336) Paddys River 2577 in NSW at (-34.628,150.127) Paddys River 2653 in NSW at (-35.760,148.172) Paling Yards 2580 in NSW at (-34.115,149.732) Paling Yards 2795 in NSW at (-33.183,149.744) Preston 4352 in Qld at (-27.654,151.971) Preston 4800 in Qld at (-20.394,148.658) Pretty Beach 2257 in NSW at (-33.526,151.348) Pretty Beach 2539 in NSW at (-35.578,150.352) Punchbowl 2196 in NSW at (-33.929,151.052) Punchbowl 2460 in NSW at (-29.463,152.772) Rangemore 4352 in Qld at (-26.998,151.670) Rangemore 4806 in Qld at (-19.990,147.404) Red Hill 2347 in NSW at (-30.494,150.634) Red Hill 2720 in NSW at (-35.158,148.372) Red Hill 2824 in NSW at (-31.735,147.794) Red Hill 4059 in Qld at (-27.452,153.002) Red Hill 4877 in Qld at (-26.644,150.645) Richmond 4740 in Qld at (-21.088,149.141) Richmond 4822 in Qld at (-20.762,143.237) Rocky Creek 2371 in NSW at (-29.269,151.352) Rocky Creek 2390 in NSW at (-30.051,150.200) Rocky Point 4873 in Qld at (-16.388,145.419) Rocky Point 4874 in Qld at (-12.622,141.885) Rocky River 2358 in NSW at (-30.597,151.459) Rocky River 2372 in NSW at (-29.185,152.307) Rose Valley 2534 in NSW at (-34.718,150.809) Rose Valley 2630 in NSW at (-36.124,149.258) Rosewood 2446 in NSW at (-31.458,152.686) Rosewood 2652 in NSW at (-35.653,147.852) Sandy Creek 2338 in NSW at (-31.831,150.985) Sandy Creek 2835 in NSW at (-31.920,145.436) Scrubby Creek 4570 in Qld at (-26.222,152.573) Scrubby Creek 4878 in Qld at (-25.548,145.720) Shelly Beach 4551 in Qld at (-26.796,153.146) Shelly Beach 4810 in Qld at (-19.185,146.753) Sherwood 2440 in NSW at (-31.064,152.714) Sherwood 2450 in NSW at (-30.031,153.045) Sherwood 2474 in NSW at (-28.427,152.782) Silverwater 2128 in NSW at (-33.834,151.046) Silverwater 2264 in NSW at (-33.103,151.558) Smiths Creek 2460 in NSW at (-29.505,152.729) Smiths Creek 2474 in NSW at (-28.564,152.854) Smiths Creek 2484 in NSW at (-28.428,153.378) South Arm 2449 in NSW at (-30.689,152.740) South Arm 2460 in NSW at (-29.521,153.171) Spring Creek 4343 in Qld at (-27.452,152.331) Spring Creek 4361 in Qld at (-27.957,152.023) Spring Creek 4420 in Qld at (-25.402,150.031) Spring Hill 2500 in NSW at (-34.453,150.870) Spring Hill 2800 in NSW at (-33.403,149.150) Springfield 2250 in NSW at (-33.428,151.373) Springfield 2630 in NSW at (-36.532,149.124) Springfield 4300 in Qld at (-27.653,152.910) Springfield 4871 in Qld at (-17.932,144.516) Springfield 3434 in Vic at (-37.331,144.820) Springfield 3544 in Vic at (-35.575,143.114) St. Clair 2330 in NSW at (-32.362,151.271) St. Clair 2759 in NSW at (-33.797,150.785) St. Helens 4356 in Qld at (-27.674,151.479) St. Helens 4650 in Qld at (-25.486,152.705) Stockyard 4344 in Qld at (-27.659,152.063) Stockyard 4703 in Qld at (-22.850,150.789) Stonehenge 4357 in Qld at (-28.103,151.386) Stonehenge 4730 in Qld at (-24.250,142.703) Stony Creek 2550 in NSW at (-36.618,149.801) Stony Creek 2850 in NSW at (-32.475,149.730) Stony Creek 3371 in Vic at (-37.227,143.687) Stony Creek 3957 in Vic at (-38.593,146.091) Sugarloaf 4380 in Qld at (-28.710,152.031) Sugarloaf 4800 in Qld at (-20.311,148.631) Summer Hill 2130 in NSW at (-33.893,151.137) Summer Hill 2421 in NSW at (-32.479,151.501) Sundown 4860 in Qld at (-17.498,146.024) Sundown 4879 in Qld at (-28.857,151.661) Swan Bay 2324 in NSW at (-32.693,151.935) Swan Bay 2471 in NSW at (-29.078,153.293) Tablelands 4605 in Qld at (-26.162,151.940) Tablelands 4680 in Qld at (-24.334,150.898) The Bluff 4340 in Qld at (-27.614,152.533) The Bluff 4355 in Qld at (-27.197,152.140) The Gap 2472 in NSW at (-29.170,153.382) The Gap 2650 in NSW at (-34.954,147.213) The Gap 4061 in Qld at (-27.446,152.941) The Gap 4825 in Qld at (-20.726,139.499) The Rocks 2000 in NSW at (-33.859,151.208) The Rocks 2795 in NSW at (-33.430,149.425) Thomson 3219 in Vic at (-38.170,144.379) Thomson 3825 in Vic at (-37.756,146.345) Torryburn 2358 in NSW at (-30.446,151.204) Torryburn 2421 in NSW at (-32.473,151.581) Washpool 2425 in NSW at (-32.369,151.921) Washpool 2460 in NSW at (-29.296,152.381) West End 4101 in Qld at (-27.484,153.005) West End 4810 in Qld at (-19.265,146.794) Westdale 2340 in NSW at (-31.091,150.853) Westdale 2653 in NSW at (-35.570,147.884) White Rock 4306 in Qld at (-27.694,152.849) White Rock 4868 in Qld at (-16.979,145.758) Willow Vale 2534 in NSW at (-34.740,150.792) Willow Vale 2575 in NSW at (-34.432,150.471) Wog Wog 2550 in NSW at (-37.076,149.441) Wog Wog 2622 in NSW at (-35.264,150.054) Woodburn 2472 in NSW at (-29.097,153.355) Woodburn 2538 in NSW at (-35.390,150.395) Woodlands 2536 in NSW at (-35.800,150.184) Woodlands 2575 in NSW at (-34.408,150.394) Woodstock 2360 in NSW at (-29.736,151.350) Woodstock 2538 in NSW at (-35.354,150.408) Woodstock 2793 in NSW at (-33.769,148.878) Wooroonooran 4860 in Qld at (-17.344,145.806) Wooroonooran 9999 in Qld at (-17.550,145.779) Yarras 2446 in NSW at (-31.430,152.355) Yarras 2795 in NSW at (-33.365,149.673) Yellow Rock 2527 in NSW at (-34.602,150.738) Yellow Rock 2777 Data found online by AI, so there is some disparages Come on Australia, you have to use your brain and creativity a little bit, you can do better than this. I personally believe these kind of cockups come about because a lot of different creative types, are discriminated against in Australia. Although, did you know Denmark and Greenland have a preapproved list of names for newborns and you're not allowed to deviate from that list!!! This has gotta be the most modern nazi thing I've ever heard of! Wake up people. You have to teach your child tolerance. If your child is a bully – it IS YOUR FAULT PARENTS AND TEACHERS. Actually, ‘modern nazi’ is what I thought of at first, but then I thought, perhaps doing this gives parents a subconscious feeling, that they don't actually “own” their child, which could be a healthy thing? 26. Bug and Insect Cruelty I am updating this one since my new neighbours obviously haven’t read it. My new neighbours are thieves, what’s more they use poison insect aerosol sprays, and their most favourite thing to do at the moment is to spray over my car port partition every time I go outside into my carport; such is the charming nature of a thief. The Idiot hoons Who constantly drive past my unit and beep; think it’s hilarious. I assume my neighbours are trying to impress the hoons with their hilarious joke of poisoning me. Not the first time it’s happened (Deliberate water, bottle, contamination and deliberate, aerial pesticide spraying over me. That’s just what I know about?). Such is the nature of 3rd borns. So down the bottom of my original little blurb, I end with “only morons use mortein”. This has just been totally reiterated with the arrival of my new neighbours, my little made-up expression could not be more of a truth. So, my original blurb; Get a grip and stop acting like hysterical women from the 50s when you see an insect! I can’t believe the supermarket still sell things like this, insect killer I mean. I just want to yell WAKE UP PEOPLE you do not need to kill insects that are flying around or just merely in your presence. Leave them on their merry little way, and then take the proper precautions, like insect screens on your windows and doors, plus mosquito nets on your bed. Anything that is poison for bugs is poison for humans too. Der fred. This is their world just as much as it is ours. Only morons use mortein. 27. Renters Walk-in Closet, hanging clothes wardrobe This is a really good trick if you’re a renter in a nice house, and want to turn one of the spare rooms into a walk-in closet. (Since hillbillys in the past had no concept of a Walk-in Closet!!) Obviously when you’re renting you can’t make any structural changes of any sort, that would also include putting big holes in the ceiling. So, what I did was purchase a pinhole drill bit, and put pinhole sized hole in the ceiling, so this pinhole size, you can’t actually see it at all. I mean maybe if you got a ladder and was standing a foot away from the hole, you might be able to see it. But no one is going to see this pinhole when they walk into a room, after you have packed up and left. So, what do you do, is run some fishing line through the pinhole, and then you have to take physical action, and climb up in to the attic space (or the roof space) - so it only works if you’ve got roof space. So, you find the fishing line (get a really good torch) and you wrap it around a 40cm long strong plank of wood (scrap from timber mill), thread the other end back through the hole (you have to measure how much you need before), then place that plank of wood running across the joists, which will support the clothes rod. Fishing line is really strong, and I used double lengths. So the fishing line needs to be knotted at the spot where you want the clothes rod to hang - I hung mine about 1m down from the ceiling. So, then I just put the rod in the loop created (about 20cm in from the end of the rod), and of course do one at the other end (all fishing line lengths have to be the same length). I did that around the whole room, so there were 12 pinholes in total, and 6 rods, the rods were $2 from the tip shop. The fishing line was free from dads garage, so minimal cost. You need to be organized and lay everything out, put in all pinholes and thread all lines through, before you go all the way up into the roof. I found a photo I took of my walk in closet, I remember now, I only used 1 foot or so of fishing line, then tied that to some lightweight chain. Those six rods held all my clothes easily, and I did work in the fashion industry, so I do have quite a lot of clothes. I even managed to hang a fabric shelving system which I could put my folded jumpers in. There were no built-in cupboards at that house (?). And I certainly had no wardrobes – way too big and heavy for a renter to cart around from place to place. Although climbing into the roof space is not really fun, and in my older age, I am not really sure I would do it. Since, I have made an A frame hanger from damaged hardwood that was $1 a length, I spit it, and used one of those old poles with a hook on the end as the rod - you used to see those poles at garage sales in country Australia, I’m sure I have seen about 7 up for sale in the past, course, I’m looking out for another one, so I can make another hanger, but have not seen any. I can only imagine they were used to pull a ceiling lever like a window or something, or maybe wool shed related? 28. Opposite re rebellious people doing the opposite of what I want OR what they should be doing at work I’ve talked about this numerous times on my blog in many different situations so I don’t want to repeat myself, but it’s such a big thing in society, that I think I have to do a new separate photo story for it! So, I mention how they do the opposite, (they as in, male and female alike, all ages, but generally stupid…), so the whole toilet problem that I experience in life; if I think to myself “don’t come into the toilet, as I’m in here” then they come in – or try to break the door down to get in. Unbelievable stupidity – what kind of upbringing produces such stupidity? Really and truly there needs to be a “child rearing” licence that people need to obtain before having kids. Not to mention the rebellious opposite, as in, if I’m feeling angry, they’ll say “I’m not angry at all”. But they also do the opposite of popular pop-culture. I’ve noticed there’s an element of people who say “smile, and the whole world smiles with you” – which, when you’re dealing with zombies, that’s actually true, you can lead them and manipulate them into saying whatever you want. But the whole world does not consist of zombies, when you’re dealing with people who are aware and clever, but also have a rebellious nature due to their hopeless nazi parents and teachers; I have noticed it is those people who go about doing the opposite of this, just to spite that expression. So, if I am pissed off, they do “rewards” and if I was happy, they do “punishments” – they are fully SICK IN THE HEAD. Not to mention extremely disrespectful in a revolting passive aggressive way. So, there are others who infact, do the opposite still, as in reward for good work; say I do a good design, then they reward with, usually a sale. But then same people, or person (got to be female) do punishment for bad, I noted one of their ‘ideas’ of ‘bad’, is swearing – they literally try to punish me if I swear – extraordinary absurd control issues. This has been going on for many years and at different address. And bloody god dammit - it still doesn’t work! Slow learners are the dogs. I also find, in general, I personally have a “leave me alone attitude”, so there are people who do the opposite, and antagonize me, and follow me, - this all comes about from their stupidity and rebellious nature. Why should I have to pay for their stupidity that they learnt from their parents and teachers? I remember when I was 12 or 13 or so, this was a problem with the boys; you think “get away from me”, and they’ll just start chasing you - doing the opposite. There are child carers and school teachers who do the opposite too, the opposite of what they’re meant to be doing as a child carer, they can’t help themselves. They are like the “anti-child carers”. Real baddies, looking after your kids. I have seen Drs behaving in this ‘opposite’ manner too, even if the information they are citing back to me, is complete bullshit, it does not, matter; the desire to do the opposite and rebel, is too strong for them; for even a supposedly smart person like a DR. And I have never seen this issue talked about – yet in Australia, it is HUGE, a huge social and economic problem. 29. This is a huge problem I EXPERIENCE, as of 2015, Simon Says I have written about it before, but they still persist, perhaps it’s always new people? Every neighbour I get from 2015 onwards? So again, here is the story about people trying to humiliate me, via, not only the subject of this story, but me having to write about – AGAIN. The old man next door (72yr old), appears to be attempting to do some sort of ‘toilet training’. He is pure DOG. He starts coughing at night, whenever I need to go to the loo. DOG. But, not just when I need to go, if at all, cause, usually I DO NOT NEED TO GO. But if any little bit of urine seeps into my bladder, he starts coughing. DOG, who is trying to show off. I need to mention, he can’t hear me “scream” in the metaphysical world, as I do not scream; he wakes and interrupts me in the middle of my good flying and or swimming dreams. He is DOG wanting to play Simon Says. I have mentioned before how we are designed to sleep all night without having to get up and go to the loo, we have “lying down” signals, and unless one has consumed a large quantity of fluid, one can last all night, and usually as soon as one wakes and gets up, one heads to the loo. Normal behaviour. I will also mention AGAIN, I do NOT drink. Teetotaller (except sometimes in cooking – mmm, a nice cream and brandy sauce for the chicken……) I can’t begin to explain how infuriating it is being woken in the middle of the night for no reason. Night after night after night. Night after night after night. He’s obviously not married, and wants a ‘pretend wife’, and I guess this is what he feels his duty would be, if he was married. He’s a fucking idiot. I can see he is trying to make himself important, and essential, not to mention feel superior. With the desired outcome, of a person not being able to go to the loo unless he gives the “cough-ahead”. Simon Says. ARSHOLE. I’ve had nurses tell me, they have problems with women who go into nursing homes, because they’re no longer surrounded by these fucking arsehole patronizing men. I can’t believe how revolting he is. He’s completely sick, mentally retarded. I’m a grown woman and I’m fully toilet trained; it’s been the same case since I was two years old. So, fuck off you fucking dysfunctional moron. If you have read my blog, you will recall I talked about this when I lived at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park (my last address). I had the same problem, with people fully obsessed about me going to the toilet. So weird. Unfuckingbelieveable, really. Fuck off you coward arseholes. Actually, I think it even started before that, when I was at Rangari; I mentioned, 3 years prior to leaving, I started being woken up by the one, and only neighbours out there on the farm. I did not make any connections at the time, about it being “toilet related”, but apparently the neighbour there, Heath Barwick had moved out, and other people were living there then?? As I have said before, not sure about that. I do not think any “old man” moved in there. Before that, (it was 2015) I slept very well, every night, seven hours without fail. It’s like 1 person has gotten wind of the fact, that “there’s a single woman, out there, on her own, (and thought), oh well, she must need help going to the bathroom”. Why, they thought this, I can offer NO explanation? Perhaps they literally are retarded? Or just a complete stupid idiot? Maybe the stupid short blonde bimbo who sabotages me, spread rumours about bed wetting?? I am not a 3yr old, go and find a toddler if you want to toilet train someone - you fucking morons. I thought the people waking me at Kookaburra Park were old men – truck drivers. Do you think like, all the old men in the neighbourhoods are taking it in turns to be DOG, and wake me? Can’t you get this through your fucking head, I did not ask for your condescending help, I do not need your help, could you be any more humiliating? Actually, I think it is a form of attack, the opposite of help, maybe help disguised. So, stop using me as your personal punching bag. Oh, that reminds me, I also had ‘old man’ toilet problems when I was at school, NEGS, I have explained that, in detail, on Life Stories page, about the school gardeners. Plus, for that brief time when I moved back in with dad, after RMIT, so, living in town, I was awoken every night at 3:01am. Every night. There was someone, I am not sure if the same person, but they would hoon down our little lane way and bottom their car out, thus making a loud bang, right outside the corner where my bedroom was - every night, I would have thought that was unrelated to me personally, perhaps[s that was the drunk looser leaving the ‘workies’ club when it closed at 3am?? Except one night I specifically heard the people in the car talking as they drove past “wake her up, wake her up” so, now I am thinking it was ALL ABOUT ME. What the fuck happens before 3am and after 3 am that some total stranger would want me awake?? Those voices sounded like young 20something yr olds. I was in my 30’s at the time. So anyway, after I wrote this on my blog, that night, I slept all the way through without being awoken – a miracle, plus I don’t think anything was stolen! (aside from the aquarium shop theft issues I was having at the time {read “Not the Butterfly affect, but the Bimbo affect}. But, next night, 3:04 am Nev starts coughing again, same with next night 3:02am. I think he stands in his kitchen, and if I fall asleep again after waking me, he starts fake coughing again, or turns the water on, as the water pipes are really loud. Or he makes ‘dinging’ sounds on his phone. This lasts usually an hour then he / they seem to give up, and I fall asleep again, but sleep late due to being interrupted. {6am is the best time to be awoken, I find with no interuptions, I often wake naturally at this time.} Last night I was almost prepared to storm round there and demand to know why he is waking me – I bet he would not be able to handle that. One thing all cowards have in common, they DO NOT WANT ME TO ACTUALLY CALL THEM OR SPEAK TO THEM. I have noticed this to be true, turn on one of the dogs – and they run a mile. The warmth of my bed is far more important than him. They are so revolting. No wonder he is trying to feel superior, when this is what his natural behaviour stoops to. Toilet obsession. 30. Can't stand Movie Directors who use Animals in their Movies especially like this one CRUEL IDIOTS I did have a photo story and that was it’s title. However when I went to find it, it was missing. I can’t remember whether I deleted it or not but I definitely have something to say about movie directors who use animals I suspect there is a lot of cruelty that goes on in the movie industry where animals are involved, all in the name of entertainment. In this particular movie, the one that prompted me to take a screenshot of it; they had managed to find a baby crocodile, and had put it in a rave at a party, where there was loud music blaring, and the DJ, who owned the crocodile had it sitting on his amplifier, I just thought it was absolutely disgusting. Cruelty. A baby crocodile is not going to be able to handle loud music, from a rave party. I mean does he want to scare it to death? Because that’s what was happening. The movie was called Rise. Life Stories P14 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14(this) , LSP15 LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

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 1, Winnifred O’Hare and the Witches of Salem Life Stories P8 - The Banging and Tapping page 5. Dry view from Front door looking over veranda at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin 6. My kitchen at 8. Pellaea Rangari ovata Banging on Metal - People who do signs are DISRESPECTFUL 26. You do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life 15. from Sibling Friend Jealousy I named this page “The Banging and Tapping” page, after I was being driven mad by a few of my neighbours. It would seem every time I would go out onto my back deck at Kookaburra Park, the old man neighbour there would start making a loud banging noise. What incensed me, was when I was inside, just on the other side of the flyscreen door that led out to the back deck, there was no banging – this guy seemed to only start his banging – {I assume he was putting in star pickets with a post hole banger}, it seems, he would only start doing it as soon as I opened that flyscreen door and stepped outside. So, when I was inside watching Netflix or something; but could still hear all that was going on outside NOTHING. Step outside - bang tap bang tap. ?? Plus, after I got so annoyed about this phenomenon, it seems some of the other neighbours would start the same noise if I went out on to the front deck. Mimicry - a sure sign of mental retardation. And, at a previous address in Builyan, the same thing, with one of the hick neighbours making this constant tapping sound on metal. For hrs, every day, he would do it. So, it turned out that the old man at Kookaburra park was building things in his big garden, and not just banging to annoy the crap out of everyone. I can’t say the same thing for the guy at Builyan? But there does seem to be a ‘thing’ involving banging and making loud noise, by backwards people, just to annoy others, and I am fairly certain that same guy (who used to fly a prate flag on his veranda, used to make barking dog sounds – just to annoy people, as dogs were not allowed at Kookaburra eco village. 1. Winnifred Hoerr and the Witches of Salem This is Winnifred Hoerr (Win), he is my landlord (right) Cate Rogers‘s friend, and X, who lives a few houses down from me. (Cate left him, and lives with another man now in Gin Gin). When I first arrived here, he showed me around the park, he introduced me to his friends across the trees from me, Beeke and partner. I have since spoken to Win a couple of times over the past 12 months, but really, I do not have anything to do with him, I personally find him a little unpleasant, disrespectful and insecure. However, it has just come to my attention that this whole time I’ve been accusing the couple across the road Mat and Naomi of dodgy behaviour whenever something of mine gets stolen, like “we know someone just stole something of yours, we heard them,” (why they don’t call the police is beyond my comprehension (you know the police can actually do something about, believe it or not). So, I have just acquired a bicycle, and have been riding around the park, AND I realise, it is NOT Matt and Naomi‘s house, it is Wins friend’s house, Beeke Smith, so perhaps it is actually Win, Cate and his accomplices stealing from me? Got me thinking, why would he be harassing me? So now, I have a story to confirm my suspicions about him; the almonds – which I notice, that photo story is now missing from my blog; so, I’ll recap here; Woolworths deliveries were doing a phase of stealing my food one way or the other, like not delivering an item that I had ordered, or removing it from my cart just before checkout (IT Nerds). (They have stopped doing that now, thanks to this blog). So, in one order, I had ordered 2 packets of almonds, and I saw them when they delivered it, and put them away, thought nothing of it. But I went round to Wins house later that day, it could’ve been the next day? And Win was behaving very strangely, one of the things he was behaving strangely about, was, about some almonds that he had, he was kind of using that sarcastic voice that women sometimes get when they’re vexed about something, he was going on about these almonds, he had some almonds, and I could have some of his almonds…. I’m like, well no thanks, I don’t really feel like any almonds. I felt, no, I know, he was under the passive command of his part time girlfriend who was there from Berlin, Ursula (Berlin, another German!) - she gave me these little herb pots from Woollies, as I as leaving, and I guess she thought that would make everything okay. Of course, it does not. Some people think this is how WW2 started, with Hitler under the command of his mistress and later wife, Eva Braun, who was a blonde, and had a dislike of certain other women who happened to be brunettes. They seriously think this is what happened. Women are to blame for everything. Btw, in Gunnedah, the woollies driver there used to stop at my neighbours for beers before he delivered my order, he was always late!! So, anyway, I left, determined never to return there again. But the next week I got my almonds out to do some cooking, and I noticed that 1 of the packets had been opened, and a quarter of the almonds were missing! So, remembering Wins strange almond behaviour, I strongly suspect, either Win knew that my almonds were missing, and or he took them, (possibly incahoots with the delivery boy?) - did my neighbours and the truck driver have a secret meeting before delivery? to determine a theft? Who knows?? But this almond incident makes Win guilty, and even if him just knowing about the theft and not him stealing, makes him guilty. This plus my later recollections of that man on 3 other occasions, in a train at North Sydney, Tamworth Art Gallery with all the girls sitting around him, and in the school library; makes him extremely guilty; I have mentioned that story on my blog about how Win looks like the guy that hung out in the NEGS library, all those years ago trying to engage young girls (the library staff specifically invited him; why NEGS staff let men from Armidale do this, is beyond my comprehension, that last bit needed to be brought into consciousness; they really do it, alike pimps.) But it gets worse, as Wins friend, my then landlord, who, I am pretty sure, is, infact my school friends, older sister, going now by a different name, then it was Wainberg, (another German) now is Cate Rogers), she was involved with the library at that time. She was friends with Win back then?? So, I think she and other older NEGS girls, plus house mistress Cathy Goldman, may have had something to do with all the stalking and harassment I have experienced over the last 25 years, including all the thefts that occurred at Bunnings and from my house when I was at Bunnings. By the way, she, Cate my landlord, told me if I tell anyone what has been going on, she would tell everyone that I have mental health problems – she is plain evil, and seriously, she should be shot, what a stupid dog. And can you see how the Mental Health Industry is a total scam – it’s just like the Witches of Salem. WAKE UP In case you haven’t noticed I have zero tolerance for thieves. I wouldn’t have thieves in my life. I would never consider even talking to someone who shoplifted or did petty thieving as an act of revenge; because they didn’t like someone, or whatever their motives - I would never consider someone like that a friend, ever; there’re pathetic and not good enough to walk this planet, let alone be in my company. This has always been the case with me from an early age. Deal with it. {I should add, also now, zero tolerance for stalkers or harassers - zero. Too bad if you made a mistake in your youthful naivety, zero tolerance.} Just so you know, there’s an old man, who gardens, who lives next door to Mat and Naomi, who put up at (one point) a pirate flag – in my experience, ‘self-declared’ bad people are just that, with thievery being the biggest dysfunction (although not as big as the ‘fucking idiot’ problem), so it could well be him too, doing the annoying harassment sounds? But also, I know Mat and Naomi got wind of the fact that I thought it was them stealing from me, so they could have typically quite possibly taken revenge, and did something really nasty and bitchy, which happens a lot – people are so spiteful (which I belief they did, and cannot discuss). Also, Cate insisted repeatedly that Mat and Naomi were innocent, but she has not said that about anyone else in that park, or anyone that I accused of theft or harassment – like she knows people are stealing from me, herself included, so she knows FOR SURE that Mat and Naomi were not. People give themselves away eventually, implying that Mat and Naomi were actually the ONLY ONES in the park not stealing or harassing me, automatically implicating herself and Win (and the old couple next door, the Elders, and the Hooker family across the RD) the guilty ones. Possibly Win might be a case of, seeing and hearing about everybody else steal from me, and or doing SIGNS, and so, he wants to do it too “me too me too I’m a bad boy”. Or, I have deduced that people do SIGNS basically to make themselves feel important and so they don’t go crazy with boredom, especially ones at Kookaburra Park, as none of them work. So, Win who would have a sharp mind, (did an engineering course at uni, just has never worked), would be a typical person to fall under the spell of wanting to do SIGNS, not knowing he inadvertently is disturbing the peace. Cate told me Win has managed to go through his whole life without ever working - isn’t that amazing, but he did build his own home which is fairly nice, so he must’ve inherited enough money to do that. Just imagine going your whole life without ever working, and he would be in his late 50s now, so I do find that quite extraordinary, to not even experience a fulltime job, working for someone, and earning money – what that’s like? Btw, I don’t believe Cate did much work either, but I recall Rachels sister, the Wainberg girl did work briefly at a small architecture office as receptionist. Well, so if it is her, she is now on Disability pension and is not sick, she is someone who has a lot of friends, they give their friends the pension, and people who actually have a disability miss out, such is the nature of this stupid country. {The perfect Centrelink recipient – a dog}. I suspect that group are indeed were from real nazis in Germany, as there was a big settlement of nazis after the war ended in South Australia, and that is where both Cate and Win are from. Possibly trying to be funny at someone else’s (me) expense. FUCK OFF. I hope those BIMBOS involved get cancer, and are tortured, see how they like it. Also, I got wind of the fact that my stories sound so awful, that they could not possibly be true, and as I am a creative type, I must be making them up – I CAN ASURE YOU, I AM NOT. I am just writing down what happens to me in my life. Also I’ve heard some people talk about creating your own destiny, and don’t just let things happen; take charge! I’m definitely all for that. I’m a fairly independent person, and I have created many situations in my life, which often have worked out. (Nothing would ever happen at all if I did not make plans and goals. But then of course some little jealous bully comes along when they see it WORKING OUT and destroys it. This is mainly what happens in life. And this is the part, I have no control over. And it is like a continuing theme, all my adult life. I’m at the point now where unless I had a lot of money I just can’t carry out my destiny, let alone my will. 2. Sleep Stealing and Female Doctor Manipulations Do you know how clever your body is? Honestly, its 2020, and it’s like most women have no idea what really goes on. For instance, when we sleep, we process everything that has happened during the day, so if you have interrupted sleep or no to little sleep one night, it means you will have difficulty remembering that day’s events the in the future. You will also be part zombie sleep deprived unless you are well disciplined. Did you know when you are lying down, signals are sent to the brain for body organs to relax (and heal if needed), - that includes your bladder, it is typical for a human to be able to sleep the whole night without having to get up and go to the toilet, even if they need to go – they can ‘put it on hold’ so to speak (obviously unless you have had a few drinks just before bed, there is only so much your bladder can put on hold). As I do not drink, aside from coffee and water, and the occasional squeezed juice, I DO NOT NEED TO BE WOKEN UP IN THE NIGHT TO GO TO THE LOO. So, for all the little people who have taken it upon themselves (WHO THINK THEYA RE HELPING, delusional) to wake me up at night, – could you please GO JUMP IN THE LAKE, the world would be a better place without you. And btw, I believe there is a deliberate misconception (purposely perpetuated) that I am a drunk, so these dogs, can work each night, all night to wake me up, it is a paid job, they are so selfish, greedy thieves, plus inconsiderate. My neighbour across from me on the highway at Kookaburra Park, has just moved, because they are so loud, - eventually THEY REALIZE, no it was not a bird, or a chance normal sound – they are deliberate people making noises in order to wake people from their sleep. truly UNACCEPTABLE behaviour - PERSECUTION. And, there is a female doctor at the Gunnedah Rural Health Clinic that is deliberately kept awake by certain paid people so then the next day at work she is ‘zombielike’ and can be easily manipulated with diagnosis and prescriptions, this is the powers that be in Australia, the powers that be, know about this phenomenon. After I posted this, that clinic was closed. The government does not like to think that there are “powers that be” that run this country, aside from them!! Also, waking someone up with repeated sounds means they will wake up without remembering their dreams. Trust me, this is a problem. - you need to remember your dreams to help figure your life and the people in it, out. While I am on the subject, lately (2021) something I can’t explain happens to me, around 9pm, I get extremely sleepy, EXTREME, Then I usually wake at 1-2am with many helpful thoughts/ideas bombarding me? like reminders of things I need to do in the garden, errands I have to make, things I have to clean… and such. - Sleep - so mysterious. And often I feel my mind is being used every night by people while I sleep for her first few hrs, and when they’re through with me they wake me up. Plus, that coward truck driver that wakes me up at 1 or 2o’clock in the morning by continuous noisy driving up and down the highway - a little birdie told me that this is some guys ‘act of war’ as he hates women, and since he is a coward, he targets single women/low income, to take his rage and personal anger out on, in society by being a nuisance in his truck/car. Why the police don’t do anything about these bastards is beyond comprehension for me. Seriously, they drive up, turn round, then drive back, repeatedly, sometimes all night. No one does anything. Not sure if it is the same truck driver, I suspect so, but they drive by Kookaburra Park and sometimes fires a gun, or the like. Loud bang. This usually happens daily. It’s not a shotgun because it’s not loud enough, but it is pretty loud, so some sort of gun, perhaps a starters gun for a race. They set the birds off, then the birds squawk for a good 20 minutes. After I posted this, that stopped. Sleep deprivation causes problems, biggest one being long term memory retention, and loss of focus. They still waking me up at my new address in 2022; Car horns are a form of noise pollution. It does state in the Drivers Handbook, that car beeping is permitted to warn pedestrians of oncoming cars, or to be used while reversing, to warn pedestrians who maybe crossing the footpath, behind the vehicle. You may not be aware but car horns are not to be used for anything else, because it falls under the category of noise pollution. Disturbing the neighbourhood, people and animals, or giving innocent pedestrians a fright. I am sure you could understand not everyone works a 9-5 job; some people sleep during the day re night shifts. I need to mention, you may not be fully aware of the nature of certain people, (I find in life not many people do, especially housewives) so I’d like to bring this to your attention; if you disturb somebody with your car horn during the day, that person may take it upon themselves to start beeping their horn in the middle of the night, to disturb not only the person who did it, but in fact the entire town, to spite you. For a heavy sleeper, they may not even wake up, and have no idea of this little war, that some irate night shift worker has commenced. When I write about it, it sometimes stops, especially on the same night I write about it, which is why I am updating this photo story and re uploading. And, another update: Trucks driving past at 6 o’clock in the morning on Sunday morning. This is Nuisance people on the road. The alarm bells should be ringing if you are someone that pays attention. I’ve had extensive experience with truckdrivers, and one thing I’ve noticed over many years, is friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday morning, truckdrivers are usually resting, asleep, or partying. And at these times there’s peace on the roads. So, this morning Sunday morning 11th Dec 2022, is a constant barrage of trucks at 6 o’clock in the morning going outside my old unit on the old highway - alarm bells alarm bells alarm bells. Why don’t they do anything about Nuisance truckdrivers who are polluting our roads ? 3. Old men in Trailers driving in Circles For some unknown reason I have old man in trailers who follow me around now in Gin Gin. I used to have boys who followed me around, and then I had girls that followed me around (the dogs). And now I have old men harassing me. The main thing they seem to be wanting to do, is commentate my life. I can only assume this has been learnt from sitting on the couch watching sports and drinking beer. (Seriously, try switching to documentaries you never know what you might learn). So, I feel those non-thinking idiots -I say non-thinking, because anyone with an ounce of common sense would know that commentating some girls life is completely inappropriate, disrespectful, and retarded behaviour -they can’t seem to see you that my life is none of their business. They literally need to be told to fuck off. So, fuck off you stupid old men. 4. Sound Harassment when I Exit my House I had noticed at Kookaburra Park Gin Gin, whenever I went outside, suddenly my neighbours would either yell out, or make a loud noise. They hear me open my metal frame door open, and respond with louder noise - like a primitive monkee. There have been times when the sounds of the person who yells out, when I leave the house has sounded like a little boy, but I’m not in entirely sure if it was a child, because I know that there are women who actually sound like little boys, somewhere along the lines of Bart Simpson. And I’m pretty sure that they have been deliberately pretending to be a child, as in to trick me, implying that there are bad little boy behaviours in play, as in, when you leave the house, someone is going to steal something from inside, while you’re not looking, which in fact happens, and has happened for the first two years that I’ve been here at Gin Gin; plus happened at Rangari frequently. Once at Rangari, I heard one of the dogs say that my house was like an art gallery, she couldn’t but help take something from it, when I wasn’t looking. STUPID, *&^% off. Although lately, when I have left the house, I have not had anything taken (oh, except, my birth certificate was taken 3 weeks ago, so there you go, still happens) - I haven’t left the house much because I can’t really walk, I have a Collapsed Arch. (Actually, I should not have left the house the whole time I’ve been here doing my gardening, because I agitate my collapsed arch and it hasn’t healed, soo painful. But I just can’t help myself, I am a gardener, plus I need to be able to do something. But gardening is kind of a waste because the landlord will just ask you to leave at any point, which she has done, making all the time and effort that you spent, a complete waste of time and effort). Landlord user. Labour user. Lazy greedy landlord. So, it’s either that “stealing sign” or this woman is yelling out because the opportunity has presented itself; she heard me, and then has responded with noise herself, like some sort of weird primal communication attempt, I seriously don’t know what’s wrong with her, there’s something wrong. Maybe she’s a musician and feels she has to communicate loudly all the time with her voice? Sometimes it’s not a human voice, it’s just noise, so maybe that times, those noises are literally from animals, it is kind of an ANIMALISTIC RESPONSE in my opinion, and I do live in an animal friendly environment? Who knows, but after writing this blog it stopped briefly. I want to further state today, now at Sarina, that ‘dumb dog’ back at Gin Gin who made loud sounds whenever I went outside; I am fairly certain it is the girl who repeatedly reminds me, that I live in “Cates house”, and not ‘my’ house. – Well, der! She has some major issues with territory- she is full on dog. I recall, I was harassed online in such manner, there were dogs targeting me, wanting me to talk about money, and housewives or something, they were on Facebook – they are truly greedy and evil, always wanting something from me – like desperate monkees in the jungle. They still hound me today. I have no money for you – you stupid retail thieves. Actually, in retrospect, this may have been my landlord Cate Rogers and her minions? {Formerly Rachael Wainberg’s older sister, she changed her name} – as I mentioned before, she is possibly the person hung up on ‘class’ re she thought I could not get Centrelink payments due to the fact that I was rich, when in actually fact that was not the reason, the reason was because Centrelink are cunts. Her fiend “Win” who lives nearby was also hung up on class. But actually, as I know all my harassment problems I have, are usually female, I suspect maybe in this “going outside” case, due to the extreme territorial land issues, my harasser here at Kookaburra might be male, and OLD, old man?? I remember David Heywood used to suffer from land territorial issues, as did Steve Carter, its definatly a male thing. Women also suffer from territorial issues, but not usually so much land related. They have whole other territorial issues going on with relationships and human interactions. So now at my new location, I have the same problem of harassment from neighbours when I go outside, by the child next door. It started off as the child, but now, the whole family harasses me. They are beyond a nuisance. They - that whole family, should be in jail; the bloody mother should CERTAINLY not be allowed to breed more dogs. What the hell is wrong with society when you are letting bimbo people breed more bimbo dogs?? This is the root of the problem, so cut it off at the base. I made it known that I was being harassed, and so the mother I suspect tried to do something about it, but seems to have simply joined in with an app that plays sounds – so typical. And also, a little bungalow was built in the vacant plot infront of their house, - I believe for the SOLE POINT OF HARASSING ME, but I suspect the person harassing me at Gin Gin, is the same person doing it – they travel up and use it for a holiday spot? -I saw an old man there when he was harassing me via tooting his car, it looked like the same guy that lived in no 1 on the corner there at Kookaburra Park, the one with all the fruit trees. He must think “oh I can harass some girl from afar, and not get caught – woohoo woohoo – get her, get her!” IDIOT Actually, it is not always neighbours making sounds when I go outside, also, people who drive past harass me via tooting, many times when I go outside; toot toot. Like yesterday, I go outside to feed my fish (as I do twice daily), and some idiot drives past and beeps - they do this repeatedly; go outside; they make noise - constant harassment. Someone told me all harassment is sexual harassment, so, what?- can’t they handle my sensuality when I go outside?? Juvenile bogans. Btw, when that show the Simpson was on; that crew are disgusting and cowards. Other people can see how discriminatory and humiliating they are, and I personally believe, that’s why they put that divine chocolate ‘Homer Hudson’ ice cream in my path at the supermarket, to try and make up for their revoltingness. (And only because other people could see – they typically have no remorse, people like that. It was a type of ‘peer pressure’ apology – this happens a lot. Still. All the time. {How could you think that would possibly make up for it you stupid little dogs}. Although exceptionally good ice-cream. I have a lot to say about people who torment me – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. Photo shows a bit of my living room wall with my art at Rangari 5. Finally, some normality when I walk outside into the garden Today when I went outside to feed my chook, I went out, did it, and came back inside. I can’t begin to explain what a joy that experience was, compared to how it has been, I’d say for at least the first 16 months of living here. Before, whenever I went outside, every single time, there would be some person either yelling out from one of my neighbours, or who would start madly tapping, as in banging a piece of metal or something. Perhaps even they would start revving their car. It is a fairly quiet neighbourhood, aside from the constant hwy traffic. But I suspect they can hear my metal door when I unlock/open/close/lock each time I enter and exit. I’m not sure what the proper reaction should be from having this ‘noise harassment’ every time I go outside, I mean it doesn’t really physically affect me, it isn’t abusive or offensive insults. It’s just extremely annoying, and basically antagonistic - I can tell you after experiencing so much of this ‘antagonism’, it does affect me in a very negative way, as I am extremely pissed off about it, and hence, you will have seen the anger come across in this blog. And why I dedicated a whole page to “Banging and Tapping”, see p5 And so, after writing about this phenomenon on this blog, I now enjoy experiences like today when feeding my chook. I haven’t been accosted in anyway and it’s just been so pleasant I can’t believe it, and still every time it happens, I think it’s a miracle. So, it just goes to show that writing about it and writing this blog in the public arena has been invaluable. Of course, the thought did enter my mind, that the person (who I’ve only just discovered, takes photo copies of my blog and puts them in peoples mail lockers - they may have put one of my writings in just the very person’s locker who was ‘sound harassing’ me. They’ve actually read how bloody annoying they are, and this is why they have ceased? I can’t say for certain. Maybe it’s just the spectacle of having me in the neighbourhood, and finally, after almost 2 years, worn off? I mean how could anyone think it’s acceptable to make noise every time a girl appears outside? What’s wrong with them, are they slightly retarded? I would also like to say, I suspect maybe the people responsible, who have stopped harassing me, now think intern, that they deserve to be removed from my blog - and I would like to take this opportunity to say NO WAY! What goes on in my life is being recorded by me and this blog, it can’t be erased, life cannot be erased. All those memories have been formed, and has gone into my psyche, to shape who I am today. So, I will not be removing any information about any details of the things that have happened to me in my life. I might rewrite it later and tone down the language but that’s about all. I did have one person email me, asking me to stop posting my blog in peoples lockers, and stating I was lying. AM NOT! I told her I am NOT putting photocopies of my blog in peoples lockers. She was rude. And there is no such person listed on the residents list, plus she said some other things that contracted what she previously said – her emails did not add up, I suspect she was one of the dogs who was trying to ‘engage me’ in conversation to try to ‘trick’ me – she seemed really stupid and juvenile, perhaps a school person, maybe a sabotager? Possibly my landlord, fake name – when she emailed me that times in with Cates whinging. What a liar. Her email breakasweat2021@yahoo.com – breakasweat – that is Cate, fear mongering, that is what she has been doing. 7. INTERNET AND Telstra plus prime video working together? I keep getting Nuisance emails sent me on a daily basis by different companies, but I suspect it’s all by the same person, a .com person Telstra, and fake companies. I have noticed, I have some stupid girl (dog) telling me that “she’s here” and she’s spying on my activities; maybe this is just her way of saying “I’m still here”. Well gee, I have an idea, why don’t you go jump in the lake you stupid girl. Am I the only one that can see the problem with this pervert girl? I am wondering what is wrong with her and the whole of Australia, when I have some stupid dog harassing me in this constant anonymous manner, and everyone thinks that it’s fine. WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU ALL, WAKE UP 8. Pellaea ovata - Ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern This is the sweetest little fern. And it looks so good in my glass beaded hanging basket. I included this photo on my Blog, as I was somewhat advised, that some bimbo girl had stolen my photo and claimed it as hers! Not true, mine! I started my fern collection when I moved to Gin Gin, QLD, Australia, I have had a long love of ferns, but was unable to grow them in Gunnedah, well, except for Fishbone fern ofcourse. But at Gin Gin, they grow exceptionally well, especially on my deck that had 2 translucent panels in the roof. I purchased this one from VERDIGRIS, back in 2020. At first I had it on the back Veranda, and it was struggling, just kinda sitting there, not doing too well. So I moved it into the bathroom, and there’s not much light in the bathroom, I mean it was next to a big window, but the window didn’t see any sun, because it was facing south. But in the bathroom, this little fern came to life, it seemed to really like not too bright, and moist conditions, and no wind - so very sheltered in my bathroom. (Or maybe it just liked my ‘bathroom song’!). I had a good home-made quality potting mix with organic fertiliser, and Blood n Bone, and a good amount of perlite to aid drainage. Plus I sprayed every 5th day or so, with diluted Power Feed – it loves this. As you can see from the photos, it was starting to look really good in my glass beaded hanger, although, I had to move further north in 2022, and since then it has developed some sort of rust on the leaf, which I’m very disappointed about, and eventually died (same problem as my celery). It seems it was not too happy about its new spot. There doesn’t seem to be any information on the Internet, although I read on one blog, that this fern requires full sun! So I certainly know that that’s definitely not true!! That just prompted me to write this further more, and put a photo up! 9. Some Councils know how to do it 11. Trusty Ute on Rangari farm, with much needed window tint 9. Some Souncils know how to do it This shot of Google Earth shows 2 towns, one is a part of a town called Millicent in South Australia, the other is a part of a town near Bundaberg in QLD. Now, these 2 council planners know how to do it! In my opinion every house in Australia ought to be set out in this manner on a bush block. Caring for flora and fauna. So, you can see why I feel Australia is completely way over populated. 10. Scenic Rail Route from Perth, to Broome, to Darwin, then across to Lockhart via the new Underwater Scenic rail route, and ending up at Cooktown. Why hasn’t this been done already? Proposed scenic rail route from Perth, to Broome, to Darwin, then across to Lockhart via the new underwater scenic rail route, and ending up at Cooktown. {Stop wasting money on space related nerd activities and be more practical! Not to mention, the “mass” wasting of money, done by MANY local councils, in their fake roadworks projects – OMG, stop giving away all that money to little spoilt arsholes and their nagging bitchy wives who demand they bring home bacon for them. Such wroughting going on in Australia. Just because you have the “infrastructure” for those kinds of employments – does not mean you should create ‘workstuff’ to be done in this area; that DOES NOT NEED TO BE DONE – they are as bad as dentists who make up problems on your teeth, just so they can get the work, only councils are way more prevalent. I am obviously not familiar with all councils, but this ‘fake roadworks’ and or ‘un-necessary roadworks’, with multiple people standing around in fluorescents doing muck all, happens in Gunnedah, Tamworth, Gladstone, Bundaberg, Sarina and Mackay, so I suspect it is, ALL COUNCILS.} There are way too many other things that ought to be done instead, like burying the power lines, or tree planting – street beautification, and ofcourse A Scenic Rail Route.} Btw, the new underwater scenic part, has big translucent panels, so passengers can see the ocean and the occasional fish, perhaps even a crocodile or two. Like I said on my proposed new EastCoast Express story - ought to start acquiring land for it now gov, and secretly, otherwise you will not be able to afford it in 2084!} 11. Trusty Ute on Rangari farm, with much needed window tint By the way, the reason I wanted my car windows tinted is because I have people that follow me around, they must see a girl driving on her own and think it’s an invitation to be stalked. ARE YOU KIDDING, are you completely stupid you little morons, bugger off (btw, the definition of ‘bugger off’ comes from the word ‘bug’, as in to bug someone, as in to annoy the crap out of them like a fly - that’s where it’s meaning comes from, insects. It doesn’t come from anywhere else) Btw, my windows were tinted after I left Rangari, but they should have been tinted before I received the car at point of purchase, as I believe in Gunnedah, it would have been greatly beneficial to me if no one could see who was driving that Ute. Plus, when I finally had some cash to get them done, I had to go all the way up to Gladstone, 2hr trip, as no one in Bundaberg would do my tinting at a reasonable cost. The 2 guys who do car tinting in Bundaberg wanted $1500 minimum. The average price for window tinting is $250. Thieves in Bundaberg. But the guy in Gladstone who quoted me $250, and ended up charging me $250, at some point inbetween, his bloody wife tried to overcharge me another $100, it was only because her husband was PRESENT, that I was not overcharged in the end there too. You know most people don't have these kinds of problems in society. And these are exactly the typical daily problems that a single woman has. It all pretty much comes down to a lack of respect for me, and the really strange phenomenon, of the desire, an overwhelming need and want, to be disrespectful to me. A common enemy. 12. Ficus benjamina - Weeping Fig planted 1916 at Miriam Vale; along Station St, near Gladstone, QLD This big ole beautiful tree has withstood all the ghung-ho chopdown councils that have come along since 1916, which I think is amazing, and a miracle. Even though it is not native to Australia, I think there is a place for it here, due to its vast shade canopy, and its beauty. I could see some of these planted along Broad street at Sarina, so if any one has any house plants that are getting to big, and need to be planted out – plant them at Sarina! Or contact me. 13. Spot the Dog – what the really annoying adults do This extremely annoying game has been going on for years, the Radio National girls used to talk about it, and named it ‘Spot the Dog’, as it was such a prevalent amusement GAME for all the narcissists. Basically, it’s a tactic of annoying someone (me) in order to get a reaction from someone else nearby (who they call dogs). This is related to what I've mentioned before on my blog with certain people, behaving in a certain unusual way, like, if I'm upset, like stressed or angry, then they can sense it. I'm upset; she cries. And some people can do way more than just sense it, they really feel it, in their body, physically, and some of them can hear, loud and clear, my thought process if I am upset. Some take pleasure in it, (the narcissist), and others try to resolve the stressful situation for me, so they don't have to feel uncomfortable either. So, there are a group of people, who know, that if they make me feel "uncomfortable", then suddenly there's going to be other people appearing out of the woodwork, to try and do something about it. In the past I often felt like, you know, why do I have people out to get me? But in this situation, the point is not to antagonise me, that's just something they do in order to suss out who the 'dogs' are - they use me to do it, the fact that they are making me angry or stressed, they don't even care about that, they have no thoughts or regards to how I'm actually feeling at all. None. They are the epitome of selfish, deranged, unhealthy, weak and pathetic. Now, I'm fairly certain they won't refer to those people that they are trying to see, as dogs! This is something I've associated them to be, because some of them are so annoying, and follow me around like dogs. Maybe "leach" would be a better word to describe them, but after 30 years of this shit, I pretty much have had it up to here with the dogs, and the people who are trying to see the dogs, so I pretty much call everyone dogs. {And interestingly enough, the girls at the ABC must have also associated them to be dogs, as in, Spot the Dogs have been around since way before me. So, some of them are not leeches, as not all of them follow, stalk and harass me; some are very helpful, in trying to reduce any kind of stress or anger that I might be feeling. It kind of makes sense for me, as to why they would be helpful. But there are a lot of such people, who don't have a helpful personality, (they had a crap upbringing by crap parents), and these people cause problems against me, and for their own problems, in my opinion - what they hear and feel has nothing to do with me, it's like trying to blame the messenger! (That's just an expression, I do not think I'm a Messenger!) And there are a lot of people who can't handle what I have just described above, they think it's crazy or nuts, a mental health problem, but it is not any of those things, it's just the way it is - and it's human. It's not a disease or illness. Obviously a person in any situation above is going to have some problems in a community, but trying to deem those people as sick and mentally ill, is absolutely ludicrous. But I know there are many savvy people who do understand it, and have termed me as someone who lives in a glasshouse, (they suggested that I shouldn't call anyone names, in my thoughts lol! As you can see from my blog, I don't really adhere to that philosophy, I don’t believe in living an oppressed life for the sake of the stupid bimbo dogs. It's a good thing I have somewhere safe to live.) And above, I described people going out of their way to try and make me feel uncomfortable, so uncomfortable is one word, but really their main aim is to totally piss me off, and the more pissed off I am, the more other people can sense it. It just so happens that my personality type is very cool calm and collected. And so, what they've had to do sometimes to piss me off has been extreme, if it happened to some other people, well, I don't think those other people would be able to handle it. But because it's been going on for so long now, they're organised, they know me fairly well, and know things that I don't like, such as waiting in queues in shops or malls (because I get harassed a lot at malls - I've written a whole photo story about 'mall dogs'. They're just a huge problem, I cannot go shopping at a mall if I don't want to be harassed. You know it is those people that harass me, and can't handle me - they are the ones that need help, mental health help. Maybe they need a mental health person to tell them that they can't discriminate in public, because that's what they do, deliberatley. I know Telstra dogs try to piss me off by switching my Internet off, so that if I'm out driving, suddenly my Google Maps is not working, so I'm in a difficult situation, not being familiar with Mackay, stressed about not knowing where I am or how I'm going to get to where I need to go, in the middle of traffic. (I'm never lost you nasty clueless Telstra dogs). But as soon as someone appears - literally some person just appears walking down the street towards me, well, then they turn it back on). Such annoying behaviour from Telstra. Oh, but guess what, a few days later I go onto the Telstra app to see if my complaint has progressed, and there's a link saying I have 27,000 reward points! I'm thinking how on earth have I got reward points? I don't know anything about it, so I clicked it, and I see I can get a whole lot of different free products by paying with my points. So, I go ahead and purchase something - it worked! Then I realise, that this is Telstra trying to apologise for pissing me off, by giving me something for free. And also, trying to turn the situation around on to me, by rewarding a dog. I would like to see a show of hands: who thinks by giving me something for free, this makes up for pissing me off, for the previous two months that I've had no Internet? Well, I can tell you for sure as hell, I don't think it's fair at all. It has been scientifically shown that stress is a direct factor in physical illness. So, anyone trying to “stress” me out, is trying to put me in Hospital. Why don’t you deal with that you little supposed tio regulators. BTW, Heath Barwick tried to do this at age 16, whilst I was on my “date” with John Peterson at the movies. Why don’t they talk about the dogs and these revolting games at school? image above (as its related Why are there televisions blaring in every single waiting room in Australia? Possibly the thought hasn’t occurred to those receptionists who put TVs in; we don’t want to hear or watch TV, while we wait for you or the Doctor. and, we certainly don't want to hear any DOGS. {EVERY bloody DR waiting room EVER.) Curse those revolting, evil, weak and pathetic receptionists. On my Pinterest account I have a created a Board called “Doctors Waiting Rooms”, and so far, I have 1 pin in it, it shows as lovely well-lit courtyard, with lovely manicured green trees and shrubs, plus a padded seat in between 2 topiary trees. – Now this looks PERFECT as a waiting room. learn how to live you stupid receptionists. Less little screaming brats, and more peace and tranquillity. 14. Another dog following me, is this one of yours Prime TV (now Channel 7)? There was an image with this story, it was a police webpage screenshot, describing laws regarding nuisance behaviour in Australia - it really is unlawful to be a constant nuisance, and the police can do something about it, if a complaint is made. So, I’ve written that I get harassed by the neighbour that lives across the road at number 108 Range Road, and lately the mother has stood in her driveway when I leave and return, like she wants me to see her, so I know what she looks like now. I think she’s aboriginal or islander, she has long curly hair. I have not seen any kids with her, so I’m still not sure whether she actually has a little boy or she is putting on voice and pretending to be a little boy herself. Because her aim is to harass me, and yesterday when I had to go into the doctor, she was there harassing me from afar in the car park, with that little boy voice winging, plus beeping, - a constant barrage of beeping, people who work in the area will wonder what the hell‘s going on, and they will have no idea that I am being harassed by stupid dogs. So, again I saw her when I left, and went up to the imaging place, she was there in the waiting room talking to what must be her friend, the imaging receptionist. So, this person is stalking me, and not only that, but verbal harassment every time I walk outside my unit (was, after Blog, greatly reduced) – But they can hear me. It would definitely fall under the police category of “behaviour that causes a substantial unreasonable annoyance or disruption”. I believe the reason she wanted me to see her, is so I put it in a complaint with the police. And, as the police get work out here, if called, they want that, friends with police?. So I’m definitely not going to be putting in a complaint to the police especially (with my experience with the Gin Gin Police - absolutely useless), instead I’m just going to write about it up here on my blog, and next time she presents herself, I’ll make sure I get it on camera, to add a photo with the story, by the way I have seen her car, it’s a blackish SUV with the words prime written on the back window screen amongst other words that I couldn’t make out. They seem to beep their car horn a lot – so annoying. I have had problems with certain people on prime television back when I used to live in Gunnedah, whether it’s the same people, who have followed me up here, I’m not sure. But she doesn’t seem to have any common sense. At the moment that whole family are pretending to be schizophrenic they are ridiculous. And not funny. Telepathic. (The thing no-one talks about, the taboo subject – fraid its real, morons, not a ‘crazy’ thing) te·lep·a·thy ( P ) Pronunciation Key (t-lp-th) Communication through means other than the senses. Communication from one mind to another by extrasensory means. The ability to know what is in someone else's mind or communicate with them mentally, without using words or other physical signals. People in the Television industry, are famous for te·lep·a·thy Channel 7 are the ones who inflated their strawberries, when it was heard I had a craving for Strawberry ShortCake. – to $30 a kg (normally $10) DOGS. And they especially like talking about ‘coming of age’ memories - like they are total perverts. I’ve noticed since I’ve started taking photos (screenshots) of the bimbos who do that, it’s greatly stopped, and OMG I should’ve started doing that years ago. I have to say, it’s mainly unknown actresses who do that, I don’t usually have many problems from the big names, only occasionally I can see they in not very good hands. Previously 2 different addresses, I’ve had issues with the neighbour’s dog barking incessantly. They (council) had given me a form to fill out, and I was to write down every time the incident occurred, what type of noise, and then they dealt with it. And so, I feel, this is what needs to be done with this family - this little dog family. Someone advised me that this family is known to the police, but I do believe diplomacy should be used when addressing the issue with the family. Just a ‘word’ is often all it takes for someone to ‘toe the line’. 15. Sibling Friend Jealousy I can recall at least 4 instances now {there have probably been plenty of others too}, where the sister/brother of my friend has been a big problem for me; The first one I have talked about on my blog extensively, so just another quick mention, my friends name was Rachael Wainberg, and her older, (2nd born older sister) was the problem. As it has turned out, she has been unhealthily, darkly, obsessed with me and followed, harassed and stolen from me over many years. I still can’t remember her name. And it’s like the bad sister, is so used to sharing everything with her siblings, that she cannot handle to see her sister with a friend - who is friends with them and not her - and so they’re jealous of their sister, and act out, like naughty child – still when they are fully grown adults. And of course, there is seeing another younger person with their younger sister, and they immediately think stupid prey like their stupid sibling. This is how Australian mother bimbos raise their families – with dysfunction. You know, there has been a lot of progress, development and evolvement in the world since cave man days – I do not see why there cannot be progress, development and evolvement in the family situation too. I forgot to mention “control” this is the main issue with her, she wants someone to control, {in the pretence of being “helpful”} - so a younger girl is her prey – she does not think to find a husband – well heck, there are heaps of stooopid ones who need a woman’s guidance. I noted, that girl, in her 50’s now, who has changed her name to Cate Rogers, has an adopted son from India- she now uses him. To control and ‘boss’ about. She is fully dysfunctional and sick. Then there was the time my flat mate and I’s unit was ‘cleaned out’, turned out it was an older brother of one of the Lebanese’s guys we had met socially. (Someone told me my theory of the ‘bogan immigrant’ being manipulated to leave their country and live in Australia, was applied in Lebanon too! lol -mm, I think it worked, Lebanon is now a very peaceful country, no wars there!). The other was a friend I met through TAFE, an older woman with a son, can’t remember her name now, she said her sister was selling a sewing machine, an overlocker. I was looking for one and so purchased it, but it didn’t work at all. So, her sister was trying to sell a broken machine for as working, - just thought she’d take advantage of the situation and her younger sister. I did reprimand my friend for having a bad sister, and she later got my money back! J You know this doesn’t surprise me, I mention numerous times how mothers with only one child make the best mothers, and any more than 2, a typical mother will not be able to handle. Well, this just reiterates that doesn’t it? Stop breeding and having multiple kids you silly mothers; you cannot look after them and raise them properly so to be without dysfunction – especially the jealousy dysfunction. Oh, I may be remembered another one, well, not so much remembered, but it may be him, the hoon: In 2024, I remembered my good friend from primary school, who I haven't seen for many years, had an older brother, John. I recall one day some guy came up to John, who happened to be within earshot of me, and said “John Xidas, I don't know how you can drive around all day like you do, I just don’t see the point”. So, not knowing John very well, I'm assuming he was one of those bloody hoons in Gunnedah that literally just hooned around all day. That's what they do - they just drive around, all day long, sometimes doing burn outs. {I personally believe it’s because they are bloody hopeless and can't think of what to do, so they just drive around}. So, since today, and for many years, I have had problems with hoons constantly driving up and down and outside my place; maybe this person is still one of them?? I would find it a little strange to believe that, as I recall his sister, my friend, was smart - so there can't be that much deviation between the siblings??? You know, I remember that son who tried to smoke me out of his mother’s place when I did that craft workshop – maybe he too is now one of those stupid hoon stalkers? “See a single lady, and just start stalking her"?? Considering I am secretly willing him and that family to get cancer and die, it seems odd he would still be hanging around… I guess here is a good spot to add; the issue of young men especially and their absolute (secret or not so secret) disgust for women who are not “pretty”. I noted my brother and his friends, at 16-22, when they talked, it was very clear that their bias and discrimination in this area is a problem. Also, I believe one of my friends older brother sabotaged my car, due to the fact that I was not a “pretty” girl. The old photo above shows my grandma/grandpa, - back in the day; Gweneth and Bill Flood, with their eldest, Diana Flood (my aunt), and their adopted 3rd child, my mother, Fran Flood. (Louise the middle child is missing from photo). The old photo below is one that I have previously uploaded, but it has gone, so I am attaching it to this story. It was a photo in the local newspaper who just so happened to spot mum in the park, and asked for a pose! I think I was at preschool at this time, they were waiting for me, however I have no memories of preschool, so assumed I did not go to preschool. But later dad insisted that I did go, so maybe, as, someone, told me, and I know this to be true, that a lot of memories are formed in the very young if there is trauma, abuse, shock, negativity… so perhaps my time at preschool was unlike any other time in my schooling, and I had all normal teachers/carers with no negative experiences!! Well how about that! (That was the preschool in Tamworth attached to the Calrossy school). I only remember going there once when Daniel was there 2yrs later, it was a family day; I remember I did not want to go outside and play games with the others, I wanted to stay inside by myself and play with the colourful felts that I had only just discovered! I don’t really recall my younger sister Penny, and I, had any jealousies going on, but I do remember in 3rd grade, with evil teacher Debbie Croft, she started playing sides with other teachers, against me, (she was pure evil); and so, I learnt, how people play sides, and can manipulate, which maybe Penny experienced later with our friend Amy?? Not sure, as I know I am not a bitch unlike Debbie Croft. But I am fairly certain Penny does not, did not harbour any jealousies, she had plenty of friends too. Our family was pretty functional compared to what I unfortunatly encounter now in the general community – it really pays to get you family situation RIGHT. 16. Banging on Metal - People who do signs are DISRESPECTFUL (far top, 3rd from the right) I recall at Kookaburra Park, my landlords boyfriend, one day banged his car as he went past the bit on the driveway, where all my trees had died (9yr drought). That was a common thing that those locals did; banging metal, in order to do signs. ‘You lose, your trees are dead’. They were huge on doing it at Gin Gin. Trucks used to do it outside my house, and other cars too, who drive past, at certain times, they always did it after my neighbour, David Hooker and Sharon Millet - or their kids – or their annoying guests left in the morning (I mention before people from the community would stay there, for the sole point of annoying me – I swear, it’s true, sounds crazy, but no, unfortunatly that’s what they really did, it has been a ‘thing’ for many years. Also, I must have talked about it before; the winning and losing signs? Can’t remember which one now, but it seems when 1 person does something, someone sees them do it, and thus wants to do it to. So annoying. It’s like ‘all the little kids on the block’, copying. You know; driving past my house constantly for hours, is ironically what a loser would do. So, you’re always a loser, so don’t come around here calling me a loser, as it’s the pot calling the kettle black. (love that expression!) I have major harassment from people in cars who drive up to my gate. There was a blonde who pulled up in the same car as my car, as I was putting the rubbish out. This is so typical, some girl who comes to my gate when I go outside. Or they make a noise when I go outside. And so, she banged her car somehow too, more metal bang noises - big on loud noise. There are no lumps in the driveway it’s all very smooth, there’s no reason why the car would make a banging sound, so it appears she came in to the unit complex car park, just to bang it. All I was doing was putting the rubbish out. Bimbos driving cars it’s an ongoing issue I’ve talked about it number of times. I used to have them just come up to my gate, beep the car horn and then drive off. Repeatedly. It’s the same thing now, but since I started writing about it and telling people what they do - they no longer beep. So, it’s not really obvious to someone who’s watching or visiting at my place that it’s happening, that I am actually being harassed by stupid airheads (that somebody has given them a brand-new car to drive around with). I talked before about “signing before signing”, like people who are smart and bored like to do signs, not only to amuse themselves, but they think they are being helpful as they can warn people about what’s ahead, or what’s going on, maybe use language that a ‘lady’ would not speak, and all without ‘the boss’ hearing. The unspoken kind, not everybody can see the signs, but I can assure you they’re real and it’s people who are creative do it. Sometimes they have been helpful, a lot actually, but there are a lot of bitchy women who do nasty signs, really rude, ones that cannot be spoken or just want to bully someone. Bullies. Mostly, I find the whole thing absolutely ridiculous, and cowardly, you have something to say, say it to my face. People who do signs are disrespectful, but mainly cowards. Half the time, if what they were saying was said to someone’s face, most likely, they would get a punch in the face. So, if you think you might get a punch in the face for saying something, then you probably ought not to be saying it in the first place - you idiots. Plane noise harassment, and deliberate targeted poison spraying on me regular flooding on farms with leaking troughs andfarmer polluters just really good NATIVE hybrids 17. Plane Noise Harassment, Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House Plane Noise Harassment, Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House Photo showing 2 planes messing about above my farmhouse at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW - they used to fly around and around, generally being a total nuisance for hrs and hrs, on a weekly, if not daily basis, over years and years. The local Prime news, at the time, one evening, said that the planes flying overhead in my area were from the Northwest flight school, owned by the army, however one day, when I was particularly fed up with all these planes flying over my house on the farm (in circles) - you know, that constant mmm noise, it’s pretty annoying. So, I phoned them up to speak with them personally, to ask them why they were only flying over and around my farm? The person I spoke to was an old man and he seemed very grateful that I had called him, like I was doing him a favour? He did not seem to have any explanation about the planes? Who knows if I was speaking to the right person, sometimes I feel Telstra put me through to just anyone, and not the right person at all. Just after I wrote this I sat down and watched the news, and in the finance bit, the guy said, Prime tv, had just been taken over by Seven, at a price of $131 million. You know I really wonder if they just make it up as they go along, does anyone actually know what’s going on? Little birdie told me they were doing fuel signs, as in “YOU ARE GIVING THE STUPID DOGS FUEL TO HAVE A GO AT YOU AND BULLY YOU” If that’s the case – piss off stupid non-thinking dogs. Start thinking for yourself. As I live on my own, do not talk to anyone, pretty much, except dad before he died, nor, at that point was their social media. So exactly how they thought I was giving them “fuel” I can only assume they have delusional mental health problems. Ooohhh, did I park outside your shop and not purchase anything? Or, oh yeah, did I not say hello to the stranger who walked past me down the street? and oh yeah, this one, did I not smile enough at the checkout chick?????? Fucking bimbos. This photo story has been deleted multiple times; I have had to re upload it at least 3 times now. Scared pilots. And update, since I moved to QLD, the plane harassment pretty much stopped. Although when I wrote this story and the aerial spraying story, while I was at Gin Gin, they started up again, but only a little bit, usually in the evenings. Living now in suburbia – it would raise too much attention “what are those planes doing flying overhead constantly in this area”. They are such cowards. 18. 2 planes flying over house and paddock, and yellow one aerial spraying poison on me I have had monumental problems with small planes following me around, and flying overhead around me, for years, (and years) they were especially a problem at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia. But they also followed me when I went anywhere like down to the central coast for my grandmother’s funeral. I occasionally still hear them, but after I wrote about them on Facebook in 2019, there has been a major reduction. As my area, and actually most areas in Australia have fruit fly, I use netting, which is BRILLIANT, BUT HERE IS A STORY THAT CONERNS YOU ALL: Each year my Strawberry Guava tree produces fruit, but it is always riddled with fruit fly, that’s why it is in the chook yard – for the chooks, as the fruit are ok, but not worth spending money on to put fruit fly netting over (unlike my delicious plums, plus others that have a whole netting tunnel) Anyway, one year there was NO fruit fly at all on my Strawberry Guava, and I realized that the plane flying over my house a while back was spraying - they sprayed all over my house / roof – which collects my drinking water – I have one occasion on video; (there were heaps of other times) You’ve got to be a halfwit if you think this is acceptable. Note, my house is at least 2 km away from nearest paddock/neighbour that partakes in BAD UNORGANIC poisonous aerial spraying (Tony Tydd). I contacted the local Gunnedah Middlebrook Air Service, that guy says it is not his yellow plane, he only has a white plane, but he like everyone else does not want to know about it, and said I was just causing trouble – COWARD SON OF A BITCH. And once there was a white plane flying over the neighbours, obviously him, spraying, when he saw me on one of his turn arounds, I was out the back of my place on a hill, he came right over to the house and me, and sprayed, the air was full and thick of the scent of pesticide. It all would have settled on my roof and next time it rained – into the tank drinking water, not to mention absorbed by my skin. THIS IS WHAT CASUES CANCER CELLS TO FORM. It was a little boy opportunist attack, I thought. Stupid pilot. I contacted EPA, local police and NSW Poisons Information Centre, and my landlord, none of them took me seriously, even though I caught plane spraying on camera - see above footage from my YouTube. The Gunnedah police said, they nor anyone else can do anything about the planes, - they think I am crazy and sent dept. of mental health out to my property (what century I am living in?) The EPA phoned me to discuss it, but that was it, he was patronizing and useless, the Poisons Centre said they were telephone information and advice service only with no regulatory power and cannot help with complaint. The 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. Why are people so stupid – those chemicals really do cause cancer, it’s not something that is said to fear monger. They leave behind a chemical residue in very small amounts, but it is still there. All the fruit you purchase in the shops will be sprayed with poison unless grown certified organic. I think some farmers out here have a problem with organic – they do not want to change their farming habits. (Even though they will make twice the money) It’s super easy to go organic, non-farmers (everyday people) should give it a go, start with cleaning products, cheaper, cheaper cheaper. GET NETTING YOU FARMER BEANS FOR BRAINS. So, aside from the aerial spraying, sometimes the planes just flew around my farm, or above Heath Barwick’s, in circles or do loop de loops – just being a typical little boy nuisance. They are joy riders, and I think people from Hollywood/ tv industry is involved along with local Flight School program. Also, fruit was taken off my trees that are protected under fully enclosed netting tunnels (before it was ripe) and then left outside on the ground, so I have no idea what is going on there (?) but someone seems to be determined to mess about with MY fruit trees. Could be a territorial thing by David the landlord? Oh, and a few years back I (being a way too friendly person) mentioned to the landlord David and Brenda Heywood, that if they want some nectarines, they could have some as they were ready, couple days later I went into town for the day, came home and the WHOLE tree was stripped of its fruit, literally 100’s. Oh, and my sister used to work for a local lawyer who said they get clients who try to sue aerial spraying companies, for spraying on their land. So apparently it is a common thing around Gunnedah for little boy pilots to spray where they are not paid to spray. My sister said it is impossible to sue without proving physically loss of stock, and considering the nature of how chemicals work, this may be impossible in most cases to prove, but she said, there was one case where they could prove it, a horse died, and so they won the case. I was told later, apparently, the pilot spraying toxic chemicals over me was a stupid dog playing sides – not sure whose side they were on, or what the horrendous fight wanting me dead, was about?? They don’t bother informing me of such information???? Those cocky arrogant pilots need a bullet to the ear, in my opinion. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, it states; Landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises. I had complaints about harassment (noise, petty theft) at that farm (604 Bridges RD, Rangari - and my landlord, David Heywood, paid no attention, even though he knows all the neighbours out there, and was he himself plus his daughters most likely guilty also) As I write about monstrous things that people do, there are people who are curious, because they haven’t encountered someone like me, that has had so many encounters with evil people, they keep thinking I must have done something…. like most of them don’t believe me or did not believe me (hence why they sent out mental health workers – they are such stupid people…) it’s not until I really start writing about my whole life here in great detail, they can slowly see and understand what’s happening. And this particular incident, about Middlebrook Air Service poisoning me with toxic pesticides; there have been some people looking into that, because even though I alerted the authorities at the time, no one gave a shit. But there are other authorities who most definitely do want to know about these things, and those people frequently inform me of outcomes/reasons, things that I just couldn’t see at the time. And I was advised by such people, that the person who was solely responsible for this aerial spraying was Tony Tydd, who was my second next door neighbour down from me on Bridges Road. And he did it because his dog ran away, and was at my place and it killed one of my chooks, and I called the pound, the pound took the dog (I do not know what happened to it after that). I didn’t know that the dog was Tony Tyde’s, I assumed it was bloody Heath Barwick’s. NO ONE was looking for a dog at the time, and it had been there at least a week. So, Tony Tydd, did this poisoning of me, as an act of revenge. Stupid zombie farmer Tony Tydd - what an idiot, don’t blame me if you can’t look after your damme dog, and you’re in for some very BAD luck on a spiritual level. Stupid man. Although, he later came up and told me that he didn’t really care about his dog, he tried to be as ‘uncallous’ as he could, it was strange. - I’m thinking maybe he could actually see, eventually, what was going on, and thought he should come up and tell me that, inorder to get the war happy monkees off my back; because someone on his behalf, was seeking revenge, someone who was trying to play Big Brother – Fucking idiots that don’t know how ‘out of control’ they have become. I have noticed this is a thing, perpetuated by the TV show, Big Brother. Bimbo people are involved. I could give more examples, but not here. And even Tony Tydd could see how wrong the situation was, I seemed to be being targeted, so he intervened best way he could think of. The only people I know that are arrogant and stupid enough to do that would be Steve Carter, or the politicians of the time, one of them was from Gunnedah, and another one of them was from Armadale, it was when Turnbull was in government, and I know his daughter went to my school she was in a year or two above me (there is a whole big network of them). But the news people reckon it’s the electricity people, in Gunnedah, Essential Energy, who run ‘the show’ and ofcourse all the coal mines there. And have done so for many years now, which is why the politicians were trying to introduce gas to the area, but they were beaten down before it went ahead, and you can still see the empty gas pipes lying on the ground that haven’t been laid down. And indeed, there are definitely electricity problems in Gunnedah, if you read my photo story “solar panels not contributing to Electricity Bill by Essential Energy” on my About page, - I talk about how they overcharge people that they think are rich (but that’s what Centrelink girls do with pension/welfare – government department) And the electricity people don’t acknowledge solar panels (my bill went up after I installed a $14,000 5kilowatt solar panel system, UP) They are a scam. Thieves. A little birdie told me that apparently, they’ve done something about that in Gunnedah, whether they have a not, I do not know. But they did say they will close the coal mines down, which they can, so they probably did do something about it. (?) But being so out of control as to fly over me when I am down the paddock, and spray me with pesticides – is such disgusting stupid bullying behaviour, that only comes about from no discipline, so obviously still in need of a parental disciplinarian as an adult. MENTALLY ILL – that’s what mental illness is. Why don’t you bang the door of this man’s house down, and drag him off and lock him up in a mental institute – you fuckin bully police. And turning into bullies after not being ‘kept in check’ is a human flaw, one that is founded mainly on greed, and is found particularly rampant in rich men. Business men. Btw I have mentioned that I do not really follow political stories much and I have not been a big tv news watcher, but now, after not being able to walk for the past 5 years due to my foot, sometimes I watch the news, and they tell me the Gas companies have now formed a Cartel. So that’s bad news I guess. Plus, it is a little tiring, hearing farmers complain of job shortages, when everybody knows farmers only pay peanuts. If they paid people properly, there would be no shortages at all. This is definitely my experience in Queensland; as I had to put an ad up for a removalist to help me, if I did not mention money, or only offered what I could afford, I do not get any response, but if I put an attractive price, I get at least 10 people contacting me. All the farmers I know are rich. Filthy. 20. Hickleberry IRRISPONSIBLE farmers Not only are there mass water leakages on farms, all across Australia, but I can’t believe how many hickleberry farmers I have personally known, in Gunnedah and QLD, that burn rubbish on their properties, including volatile toxic plastics. Do they have any brains at all? It is them who are destroying this planet. Someone needs to come along and kick those farmers arses into gear. Btw, this story was stolen off this website, and all my other farmer related ones too. I redid it, shame on IT nerds that protect famers. Farmers are not Gods. Free image photo below from wiki; burning rubbish is a 3rd world problem, not a problem that should exist in Gunnedah or QLD. Wake up. I did personally write a letter to Gunnedah council advising them that in QLD, all areas are serviced by weekly dump trucks, including remote farms – and so that has helped combat the problem of people dumping their rubbish in QLD (bar all the stupid hillbillys that live around the Gladstone area), and so Gunnedah council should service all the farming district with bins and weekly picks ups, otherwise, farmers will continue to burn on their farms. Incase you did not know, there are heaps of non-thinking twits in the farming community. Mongrels. 21. Wilderness story and the real problem of kerbing population I remember as a child, my grandmother used to make donations to the Wilderness society. I stumbled across their website one day, quickly read their front page. Sounded good. Signed up for the newsletter. Over the next few weeks, I received a daily email, maybe it was every second or third day… In it, were issues that were kind of annoying. Like, “eating meat is bad, save the forests and go vegetarian”. And, “you’re not allowed to build in certain areas”, and “no air strips on the island”, and “we want more land regulations”. They were proposing some really restrictive ideas. You know, if I wanted to build my dream home, {well, if I could}, then I would want to build in a pristine area, it certainly wouldn’t be in a dirty treeless suburban area! So, I was ticked off by their newsletters, because they were nowhere near proposing a real solution to all those problems which is kerbing population. So of course, I contacted them, and said “if you want to save the planet the only thing that’s going to save it is to curb breeding, why don’t you start a STOP BREEDING campaign?” Of course, they never got back to me. Nobody acknowledges the real issue. And it’s the number one issue in the whole world. Nobody except for me, seems to even acknowledge the problem. I do also love watching nature documentaries on Prime or Netflix. Did you know Madagascar has cleared all but 3% of its forest. Stupid Madagascans. I could have applied diplomacy here, but I feel diplomacy could have only been applied anywhere up to 40% of cleared land, any more clearing after that deserves utter frankness. You know, for every tree you cut down, you have to plant 3 in its place. It’s a common fact. Little behind Madagascans I am going to tell you a secret; immigration in Australia is not due from war, like we were taught in Grade 10, and like we are shown on television. Immigration in Australia is due from over population in other countries, and those “powers that be” wanting to get rid of their undesirables by sending them off to Australia (and America). PLUS, wealthy people in Australia wanting their investment properties and housing prices to go up. So, they want as many people overcrowding Australia as possible, to skyrocket housing prices, and that is exactly what is happening right under the noses of the Australia public, right now! This is one of the biggest injustices that is going on in Australia, and I don’t think hardly anyone can actually see what’s going on, let alone do anything about it. People fully believe what the news television people tell them. Blinded, by liars and deceivers. This is another reason why I have been ban from Social Media, and excluded from certain broadcasters - I can see through their bullshit. (eventually…). And btw, quite frankly, if you’re a woman, you’ve got to be an absolute twit to have more than 2 children, in today’s world, of all that we know today, as opposed to the past. In 2018, 8 million babies were born via IVF treatment. I could not believe those ridiculous figures when I heard about it. Newsflash; if you can’t have kids, then DON’T! Can’t you recognize a real sign. The pressure to breed and have families is absurd, STILL. You know, looking at this from a psychological point of view, a possibility and in my opinion, most likely cause of why a woman can’t have kids naturally; It’s like those women know that they’re not equipped to have children because they still feel like children themselves, so they have to seek permission from doctors in order to have children. All psychological deciding the physiological. True. Also, did you know this industry (IVF treatment), is not regulated at all? It’s run by doctors, mainly women who want to make money and not only make money, they want to be rich, because they are ‘doctors’. And despite my personal thoughts of how this industry is stealing thousands of dollars for treatments, from wannabe mothers, with repeated false ‘negative procedures’, there has been many problems related to this industry in the news, so you know there’s going to be heaps more problems that you don’t know about. If you can’t have a baby, then don’t. Wake up and stop bumbling, along like a flock of sheep. 22. Old Man Problems Old men wondering why I am not like them. They, who had hopeless parents and bastard father’s. So, as I am not like them, they create situations to try and turn me into someone like them, in really passive aggressive ways too - I can assure you, they don’t want to get caught. This particular instance I’m thinking of, was so passive aggressive I can barely even recall it now. It was something to do with my dishwasher. They didn’t like the fact that I had it on at 6 o’clock at night. (As I mentioned before on my Blog, the unit complex, I’m living in now, for some reason was built without any soundproofing whatsoever, and everyone can hear EVERYTHING that everyone does). There are 3 old men in the unit, so, they thought it was too late, and so they decided to take revenge on me (totally just like how a normal healthy person would think to do. *“NOT!”*). I think they might have taken something from my seed table, a plant, or knocked over my tiles, for delusional revenge. Oh, no I think that time, it was waking me up 3 times during the night, yes that was it. I was really pissed off about it, and decided that I should put the dishwasher on at 6 o’clock every night (it only goes for 45minutes) - do you see, that act of rebellion, stemming from bastard behaviour. It’s like what happened to them as a child, so they now want to pass that behavioural dysfunction on. It’s a major major problem in Australia amongst hopeless families who are just let loose to do as they please; fuck up the kids as much as they want. Leaving them ready as an adult to create problems for other innocent people, like me. I am going to add to this today, possibly the girl next door is the reason why I am having old men problems, they are trying to save her, save her from my 6pm dishwasher! So they took revenge, as in like a punishment for doing the dishes at 6pm (only happened once btw), by waking me up 3 times in the middle of the night or stealing something. But when my pink netting was taken, I heard someone walking about outside that night when I was doing my washing, someone who wore thongs, and later I saw my neighbour – she wears thongs, same noise I had heard. I think now, it must have been that girl (she has not given me her real name – as she is a thief), and she took my netting as punishment for doing my washing at 6pm. Could she be any more STUPID? She is friends with the old man down a bit, and they are egging each other on do it – to be mean bullies. so typical of coward people. You do not get to decide, when I do my washing you delusional idiots. And the real reason I have old men problems is because there are so many bimbos, who hang around me trying to steal something, and stalk me - so the old men hang around me to try and save those stupid thieving stalking dogs. 23. 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, 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. 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 eggs. What the hell is wrong with that stupid bitch? Seriously? she needs to get a life and fuck the hell off out of mine – YOU ARE NOT INVITED you stupid 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. Oh, 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, 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! J Quite humorous, a nice change from thieving dogs from my past. Fuck of Cathy Goldman 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. 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 experience 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, 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. Dodgy girls. 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, but they're just dogs who like to hound people who they think are cheating the welfare system, possible wannabe vigilantes. 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. – 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 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 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”. They 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. 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). But they managed to get a whole bunch of women, young girls, 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. 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.) 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.) 24. Dorm Snoring Story I have written on my blog, about how I used to be a fussy eater, I was very petite. And well naturally petite, my mother was petite, but then due to a series of events, I increased my appetite, and put on weight, and I guess it was kind of rapid weight gain. Now, a part of being petite, was having slim air and lung passage ways. So, the extra weight around my face, and throat meant, that I started to snore. And it wasn’t like I was at home in my own room, I was at boarding school sharing a dorm with 3 other girls, and I would frequently wake up to a whole collection of shoes around my bed, as the other girls in frustration threw shoes at me, to try and get some sleep! I actually wasn’t aware of this at all and would just wake up wondering why I was surrounded by shoes! It wasn’t till one of the girls got her friends to sneak in one night and listen to me, who woke me up with their giggling, when I could hear the snore, as I woke up. So, I intern told my parents about this situation, my parents took me off to a doctor, and the doctor said that I had to remove my tonsils, then the snoring would stop. So, I did, I went off to the hospital, had that painful operation, and no more snoring. Problem solved. {well actually no more snoring for some time, but when I started to put on more weight in my 40s, the snoring again continued - however as I do not share my bed with anyone, it is not a problem.} - but oh that cup of coffee in the morning is good to soothe my dry throat. And I would just like to add, the girl that mostly threw all the shoes, and went and got her friends to acknowledge the fact that I was snoring, was a lovely girl by the name of Anne, and I know how annoying and frustrating it is to be woken up during the night. Sidebar; one weekend I was going home (we got two weekend outings per term) and on the previous outing, I had met some friends of mums, the Beggs, who were starting a snail business, is in, escargot for the restaurant trade. I told Mrs Begg, in Armidale at our school garden, there were heaps of big fat snails, I said I would collect some if they wished, and they thought this was brilliant. So, on the night before I was due home, I had a whole ice cream container full of fatty snails, on the bedside table, but, during the night, the snails escaped! And they ventured all over to Anne’s side of the dorm Lol!! (The Beggs later had a successful business and were starred on that good food show on SBS) 25. Daily Glistening Rain Drop Spectacle I have a memory when I was, maybe 13 or 14, it was when my bedroom was outside of the main house, a kind of lean-to addition. It was a great bedroom, there were 3 windows looking into the garden. It was holidays, I was home on holidays, I remember lying awake each morning, over a period of possibly 2 to 3 weeks, and every morning I awoke to see raindrops sparkling in the morning sun on the huge melaleuca outside. It was slightly freak weather; we had a little bit of rain every night, and I would get a kick out of seeing this glistening spectacle every morning. Every morning I would race to pull up the curtain to see if there had been rain again!! Actually, I used to ‘yearn’ for electric curtains, so I wouldn’t have to raise myself up, to pull the curtain. ClickClick, I wanted! Here I am 20 years later, and some genius has sold me an automated blind, all I had to do was plug it in, and hang it. Every morning now, I just have to press the button, Click! and suddenly I can see my beautiful fern collection on my back Veranda , with the morning sun coming through!! - you know it’s little things like this which make all the difference in life. Guess how much rain we had yesterday, 92mm! finally!! after four years of living in Queensland, and before that in Gunnedah with no rain since 2015 - finally, I get to experience normal rain and extreme humidity, with my dry towel on the Veranda now wet, just from the air. Hallelujah! 26. You do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life 27. Reference from Robert Cull 2-2-05 "Bulga Station" Gunnedah, NSW,2380 Australia 02 67432225 Dear Sir, Miss Emily Bieman has been an excellent tenant for just over 4 years now. She was more than a suitable tenant, caring for the house and the gardens. And always paying the rent on time. Don't, hesitate to call me if you would like to speak further. Robert Cull 28. Small Responsibilities I have just noticed another little story that has been removed, stolen or deleted from my Blog and PC. It’s one where I talk about how responsible my dad was! So, I’m going to put it here again with more details. And by the way, I was kind of prompted to write this because, I came across a woman who, well, there was just some areas in her life that she completely neglected, and wasn’t responsible for at all, like keeping her end of a fire trail boundary line clear of obstacles….plus heaps other things. I put it down to the fact that her father must not have set an example or shown her, how to be responsible about certain things. I don’t believe she had an irresponsible father, but perhaps he was busy and wasn’t around often enough to show by example or teach her these things. So, I guess what I mean by that, if you’re going to be a father - you have to be a father, you can’t just check in every once in a while, you need to put time and effort into it, and “hang out” with the kids. And just know your kids are watching EVERY MOVE YOU MAKE. It’s just as important a job as your career is. If you think your career is more important, you ought not have had kids. You FAILED life. So, some of the things that dad did, to show us {subconsciously} how to be responsible were; Driving slowly and carefully – he never speed’d, not even a little bit when the lights changed (I have had to rewrite that 3 times now!). He really didn’t. Being respectful, polite and friendly to strangers, council workers, everyone he encounted infact. Ensuring any outdoor activity with the kids, like collecting firewood in the trailer, or camping, or Barbequing; that all safety rules were followed, and there was no mess left. Making sure none of the kids left their bikes outside at night, or any other toys and games for that matter. He would always keep the garden tidy, including the verge outside. When we moved from the farm into town he would also clean up the litter outside our house; we had a little laneway, called Little Barber Street. This little laneway was surrounded by our high hedge on one side, and the neighbours very tall vine covered fence on the other side, and so when certain people turned down this laneway (like other kids), well, it kind of feels private for them, and secret. So those people take this as a sign to litter, because they don’t think anybody is watching. Dad would spend hours out there every year, for 40 or so years, picking up little pieces of rubbish; bottle caps, chip packets, cigarette buts, infact the whole of the service station down the road, confectionery department, would’ve been scattered outside our house at one point or another. Although, I tell you, if I was the homeowner, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t want to pick up all that rubbish constantly from outside my house. What I would do, is make a big huge sign, so that they couldn’t miss it when they turned into the lane, it would have a huge big beautiful eye on it (sexy) maybe with the words “I’m watching you right now” or something like that. I am pretty sure that would work, subconsciously. So, I’m not sure why this story has been removed, it is not even in any of my backups!! Who keeps deleting my little didi’s! Weird dysfunctional IT nerds (Obviously did not have responsible fathers). Here is a good spot to mention the rubbish in my new town; littering! Certainly, in Gunnedah, there was no major litter on the streets, I mean small amounts scattered here and there, but here in Sarina, there is bucket loads of rubbish, the canal near the mall is full of rubbish – it’s disgusting. People leave the shopping mall, and must toss packaging out the window. IDIOTS. I've noted there are a lot of islanders in Sarina, so I put it down to Happy-Go-Lucky Carefree Islanders with no discipline, and who have overbred on their beautiful island, so now come over to Queensland looking for work - Many in this particular town – they just litter away, in nonthinking absurdness. Plus, they also do not know how to drive properly. Bad drivers in Sarina, in fact of all the places I've ever driven around; Sydney, Gunnedah, Bundaberg, Gin Gin, Tamworth, Central coast, all over the place, I have never encountered such bad drivers like they are in Sarina; no signals, wrong signals, red light ignore–ance, not looking, driving out in front of other vehicles, breaking suddenly - oh man, so many problems. I can't believe how bad the drivers are in Sarina. Not sure if they are all Happy-Go-Lucky Carefree Islanders? But there does appear to be an overload of kids on the street, Islanders. Over breeding a problem. I think one of them in a hoodie tried to sell me drugs at the intersection just after leaving woollies one evening. I ignored the parent’s dog body. Also, I think some parents leave their kids waiting for them in the car, and the kids get impatient, and so they start beeping their car horn; annoying the whole neighbourhood. Having said that above about the ‘littering Islanders with no discipline’, I have since been up at 6 o'clock in the morning several times, and several times now have witnessed the local garbage trucks on garbage morning, they drive from bin to bin, and if there is some distance in between, then they get a little speed up, and the wind picks up the lightweight rubbish from inside the truck, and blows it out onto the roadside. When I witnessed this, it wasn't just like one or two pieces of rubbish, it was more like one or two pieces of rubbish every second! So, this would definitely account for the extreme amounts of rubbish on the side of the road here. I have put in a complaint to Council about this (after I did, an item of mine was stolen from my car, it could be related; Council garbage men don't like receiving complaints)? And nothing was done about the littering trucks, they still litter all along the side edge of the road. Stupid. Here is a good spot to mention; only a non thinking selfish twit would purchase balloons! With all the information we know about plastics, and the problems balloons can cause with wildlife, you would have to be stupid to purchase balloons. Many are made from polychloroprene, metallized plastic or a nylon fabric. I have since learnt some balloons are made from rubber or latex, which do eventually biodegrade, like many years, but so still don’t purchase. If you must buy balloons, make sure they’re latex. And, I should mention the rubbish pile at Freshwater Point; in a little nook off the road, in the mangroves, maybe a fishing spot, I saw a metre high pile of ash and pollution. It absolutely stank of toxic chemicals. It was so disgusting. I can’t believe how moronic people are, putting in plastics, and God knows what else, into a bonfire. It most likely is a teenager hang out spot. There seems to be a need for education in the rubbish and recycling area, and pretty much in all nature related areas, in schools. 29. Dim women don't know that you have to do right by people It astounds me how people (women in particular) don’t know that you have to do the right thing by people, all the time. You have to be on guard to do the right thing. If you don’t, the guilt will drive you nuts! I have people who have done wrong by me 20 years ago, and are still following me around trying to fix it -there’re such idiots. (Seems, so often those perpetrators are always the ‘dim’ ones). So, I thought it worth mentioning here; try doing the right thing by people, don’t screw them over, so YOU can be happy and free. 30. Lisa Sutherland, not Witches of Salem, but Witches of Doctor Receptionists According to Google this girl is Lisa Sutherland from Gunnedah. Lisa Sutherland is one of the stalking bimbo receptionists who are a part of the mental health industry - witches of Salem group. Their bimbo motive is “We are going to teach you a lesson” They are a group of bimbo women who target women who they don’t like or do not know (perhaps do not like their hair), and tell anyone who asks, in this case, she wrote a doctor’s report, on behalf of the doctor, but decided to deviate from what the doctor and I discussed, to, her own personal opinions with me, formed at reception, stating that I was “agitated with mental health problems”. (Yes, she really did that). Thus some 6 years later, creating a whole heap of problems for me with the stupid Gin Gin police. When really, she was just being a vindictive stupid lying bitch, refusing to give me a doctor’s appointment - exactly the same situation as the Witches of Salem over in America, all of those years ago who had people, other women they didn’t like, burned at the stake. It is exactly the same. The stupid police and the stupid mental health workers fall for it Hook, Line and Sinker, not only that, they encourage stupid little bimbos like that receptionist. {Also, this receptionists reminds me of the one who refused to give my mother an appointment some 30 years prior, in Gunnedah, when newborn brother Tomas was dying of a rare rib deformation – it’s like they have not changed a bit – fucking STUPID receptionists. You know as a receptionists, all you have to do is make the appointment, that’s it – YOU DO NOT GET TO DECIDE IF THE PERSON NEEDS AN APPOINTMENT OR NOT – you stupid little control freak girls.} Am I surrounded by morons, yes, I am. Burn in hell you stupid dog. Actually, someone ought to wright a book then movie, to bring this issue to a forefront – A Modern version of “The Witches of Salem”, with the now, the witches being the female dominated health and mental health industry, wanting to declare women they don’t like or do not know, mentally ill, and wanting to put them in mental health treatments. I can assure it is a huge oppressive problem today. (Read my whole story on my blog, re page Life Stories, down the bottom with the medical stories.) Can someone put this on facebook please, all groups – since I am ban from FB for TRUTH TELLING. THE REASON THOSE DOGS do this bad behaviour is because no one ever calls them up on it – every single bloody Dr’s receptionis should read this. And, FYI, if there is a range from 1 to 10 to explain peoples level of anger, 1 being low to 10 being EXTREME. When I’m angry, I would fall in at number 1, and so wasa on this day in question - so most people would have no problems AT ALL in dealing with a number 1 angry person. The reason why she was so ‘shocked’, I suspect {if it wasn’t because she been manipulated by the blonde stalking bimbo from Chatswood - I have mentioned her on my blog too}, but, is because I’m not pretty, and she was looking at my face as I was talking, and it was so far removed from hers and her young friends, that she was literally offended by it, so much so, that she went ahead in her report (why she was writing in the first place – lazy Drs??) created all of these problems for me. So in fact, OTHER WAY AROUND - she is the one with extreme mental health problems. Stupid little bimbo dog. FUCK OFF. Life Stories P8 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8(this) , LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Some of the items stolen from me, while I am living at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD page 1 - These pages have not be re-edited, as for some reasons the images are still here, even though I have deleted them from the wix storage. Maybe one day I will get around to re-editing them and reducing the size. Some of the items stolen from me, while I am living at Kookaburra Park, GinGin, QLD This is the local community here: The local newsagent woman refused to let me put up a for sale add in her noticeboard. The woman who runs the dollar discount shop screams at me to get a job. The post office has banned me. And there’s always dogs about on phones. One day because I beeped at this campervan, who, I thought, was asleep at the wheel, so then I had like 50 cars from GinGin, come and beep me – 50 flaming idiots - flame off and get a life, you local irresponsible trash – who gave you a car, who let you drive? - everybody wants to play judge and jury. Someone made the comment once being around me, it is like being a jury. And hey do you know 300,000 children today are involved in the American children’s sex trade; why don’t you go and do something about that you wannabe beeping vigilantes. Idiots. Btw, the staff at Gin Gin post office told me via the Gin Gin Police, that if I go to the post office, police will be called and I will be arrested for trespassing- due to the fact that I wear a BODYCAM - they are disgusting - the house on the cnr had a big party after this, they think they won, as they are the ones stealing everyone’s mail, everyone now has a padlock on their mail box (that house is vacant now). BTW, 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. Stupids. I write what goes on here at Gin Gin and in my neighbourhood at kookaburra Eco Park - there are no lies or exaggerations. I stick to the truth. It will be hard for guilty parties to digest. You can’t believe the amount of flack I have received about this website, and everything I have to say. I can assure you people‘s tolerance of the truth and reality is very limited. The landlord did warn me when I moved in, that most of the people who live in kookaburra Park where “toxic”, and it was main part of the reason why she moved out, aside from the fact that this house is too small for her now. But I think really what she meant, is not toxic, but just “plain stupid”. Some of the antics that people here get up to, that I have talked about, like stalking me at the mail lockers and removing my for-sale posters, and stalking me at the rubbish area, aswell as shouting out reflections of noises they can hear, and making noises when I walk outside, as they can hear me - that’s what non-thinking stupid people do. Of course, not to mention the stealing, that’s definitely what stupid people do. In the end I think it was the landlord who had the biggest problem. (In Jan 2022, a Wix hacker deleted all my stolen items photos, plus, put a whole heap of outdated ones that I had deleted over 12mnths ago, on instead. I contacted Wix, they have advised me they don’t have a hacker (so it must be them trying to make it look like nothing was stolen, and that I’ve lost everything, as if!). Not sure why they would be doing this, I think they’re doing it for someone in the television industry?? as I can see reflections onscreen. After I contacted Wix support, they were all visible again. - These sabotage attacks goes hand in hand with the 'flack' I mentioned above for writing my Blog. Btw I was ban from facebook here too, including market place, and as everyone now buys and sells 2nd hand goods on fb, this cost me literally $1000’s. I realized I could not cart around all my horticultural stuff, my arms no longer could. So I couldn't sell it on Facebook which means that I couldn't sell it at all so I ended up taking most of it to the tip. So whoever banned me from Facebook, some special little words for you: you fucking little cunt I hope you get cancer and die. Btw, here I am in 2025, needling ALL my stuff that I have already purchased before but no longer have due to all the banners, the thieves, and the forced relocations. FUCK ALL THESE ITEMS HAVE BEEN STOLEN OUT OF MY HOUSE HERE AT KOOKABURRA PARK GIN GIN, SINCE I the audacity of some people.jpg Did You Recognize the Handwriting, Tegan Goodall - nuisance liar.jpg luffas keep getting stolen, break and enter oct 2020.jpg no law against filming and posting on social media except for a private act like in the ba Celosia Seed stolen from my house at Kookaburra Park Gin Gin by gang mentality.jpg more police harrasment re postoffice ban from Gin Gin police.jpg some of the items STOLEN Gin Gin post office 2020 2021 no conviction.jpg Physio papers stolen along with phone nu 2 large plastic caged containers emptied overnight -they have no leaks in them, they were 2 torches stolen from kookaburra park in Gin via toll Courier or Bunnings staff member, Su Thieving neighbours lay in wait, till I go outside into the garden, break into my house an Open padlock stolen front door, Builyan QLD, and Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD .jpg 2 stolen necklaces, 1 returned.jpg big gap between the door and the wall.jpg MPB pleated school uniform saboteur.jpg more mince stolen from my freezer.jpg my good broccoli seed stolen.JPG waste of money fruit.jpg Mail Sign People.jpg TONNEAU COVER SUPPORT BAR stolen.jpg double theft by coles, and then a stupid blonde dog - stolen beef fillet.jpg Glue silicone sealant STOLEN from amazon.jpg food stealing from my freezer September 2020, Gin Gin QLD.jpg KMART refusing to sell to me via instore pick up only.jpg Once again, I am being harassed when I go into Gin Gin, just like when I was in Gunnedah there’s a whole series of people that stand right in front of my car on the phone, they present themselves to me and pretend they’re talking to me on the phone, only I’m not talking to them. I AM NOT TALKING TO YOU wake up. Also there’s a girl, whenever they steal from me, there’s a girl with a brand-new car, she always drives in front of me, and usually she toots a horn, only since I have my camera now, she stopped doing that (coward - or it could be they are attracting too much attention, as they have a secret mission to say I am crazy and people are not following or tormenting me, when in actual fact they are, this is the more likely reason) ) There are ‘popular’ people trying to apply pressure to me to remove this. Those people do not have items stolen from them on a weekly basis, (over 20yrs) nor have female dogs harassing them verbally from the street. PLUS, I find a lot of ‘pops’ try and save the stupid bimbos that steal from me, this happens a lot. A LOT. I am pretty sure once I heard the then PM, Julia Gilliard trying to save that bloody short blonde at the Reject Shop in Gunnedah who steals my reading glasses (and heaps of other things) Other people may find this amusing. I do not. And, I am pretty sure this was the reason I was banned from Facebook, because I name names, and some of those stupid bimbos have got themselves now married, and there is a network out there in play to save their stupid wives. If you have read my life story, the thing you’ll see, that I’ve been having major harassment issues with, especially in Gunnedah, was this little short blonde girl, who whenever I went into town, she follows me around, and tries to steal from me (and does steal) She is really passive aggressive, and sometimes do signs, kind of like in a ’flash mob’ style - infact these are the people that started off that whole trend on YouTube. Only the ones you see on YouTube are kind of fun and entertaining, whereas the girls that follow me around her absolute bitch dogs, and they do bitchy signs telling me where I can or can’t go shopping, as in “you’re not worthy you don’t have enough money to go to that shop” - this stupid little dog tries to control wherever I go, and who I speak with. (she is fully sick with mental health problems). If you read my "Big Jelly Baby Scam story", you’ll get more of an idea of what I’m talking about, it’s worth reading because this is a real phenomenon that has plagued me for many years now - those bimbo girls make my life a living hell whenever I leave my home, and simply because I’m not married. Stupid Little Girls. Anyway, at GinGin, the last few times I’ve been into town, the same thing has been going on, like if I go to Vinny’s, well that’s okay, you’re allowed to go to Vinny’s, because you’re poor. But if I go to the hardware shop forget about it – DOGS THERE HARRASS FROM THE STREET. (owners - so naive) That stupid little dog is not worthy of me - so go to hell GET YOUR OWN LIFE Since I wrote this, it has stopped. Do ya see? I have to write about it. Explicitly. I would’ve liked to have done a whole collage of 'dogs on phones' to show you what I’m talking about in that vid (honestly, dozens and dozens of them harassing me, but after I took the first photo of this one, I haven’t had any more problems with dogs on phones standing by me, by my car, in front of my car, or when I leave the Dr's, like I usually do. So, I’m just putting 1 on here, and hope that that’s the end of that. And I will mention this again here, as I looked into this, and contacted a lawyer about it; because I was having such a difficult time in society when I went down the street and into shops, I now wear cameras,- - wearing cameras changes everything, my life has changed for the better, as a result of wearing cameras, most of the usual dogs I have who harass me, now don’t act disrespectfully in such overt ways. I had an outcry, of course guilty parties who didn’t want to be exposed on social media, so back when I was on facebook, I have had all sorts of comments, most disbelief, and people behaving badly as a result of posting online photos, but by law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day onto the Internet and social media - anything at all, except if it was a personal act like sex or bathroom stuff, or children’s change rooms. So, if you record someone and post it on line, it is not considered by the courts as an invasion of privacy. If you are out in public, it is expected you behave in a socially acceptable way, treating other people with respect and decorum. Typically, when you’re out and about, and you encounter people, people are pretty normal, no one does anything untoward to you do they? I mean that’s how it’s meant to go, but like I said, as I’ve mentioned numerous times on this blog, I have problems with people who don’t behave in normal ways around me, they start verbally abusing me and or stealing from me, or breaking the toilet door down - strange problems that a lot of people would have no concept of- there’s other problems to that arise out of opportunities, opportunities that suddenly present, and people take advantage of. Which is why I wear cameras now whenever I go out. I also have cameras on at my home, always. Since I started doing that (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). So, whilst the dogs seem to know if I’ve got a camera on, and they don’t act out a lot of the times with verbal harassment, there are many people who don’t know that I have a camera, and they have been caught, and as far as I’m concerned this is too bloody bad. I should not have to wear cameras in order for people to be fully awake and treat me with an ounce of respect. So, not only do I have my phone camera which is quite overt, people can see it if they look at me, but I also have hidden cameras on my body which are on all the time and I won’t be afraid to post anyone or anything online if they harass me or steal from me. I am not interested in any other kind of stupid things people do, it is not my intention to humiliate people, my intention is to stop people harassing me and stealing from me, by what ever means possible. And by the way it is also NOT illegal or against the law to upload videos of children either, in a normal public setting. I need an ELECTRIFIED Anti climb fence all around my backyard!! Page 1 NEXT 1(this) 2 3 4 5

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Page 3 aquarium plant stolen the day I received harassment for money, from employment provider in Gin Gin, massive Road works, street beau Cooktown letter to their council.jpg I love my sweet treats!.jpg SPINTEL internet cutting out again this morning - 13th feb 2022 THEY CANNOT BE CONTACTED.j another coward letter left in my locker, note the hand writing.jpg 2 Hakea seedlings stolen Gin Gin QLD november by neighbours at no 9 village lane kookaburr danger - buyer beware magnetic braclet .jpg Canefarmers polluting my air.jpg more reading glasses stolen jan 2021 from inside house while I sleep YUKKKKK.jpg Mothers paying for their sons mistakes in the form of Cancer.jpg Telstra charged me for phoning 13 number to Optus.jpg Scissors stolen, I suspect by ebay staff.JPG food stealing out of locked car - blonde bimbos do it.jpg optus, why do they bother.JPG pkt of futon screw bolts STOLEN from my tool cupboard 2020 - 2021.jpg light bulb people overcharging in the name of eco.JPG is this a LOOKALIKE car.jpg irrigation poly stolen by measn of sabotage.jpg date collection via printers.jpg apple call centre staff stealing off my ipad.jpg 2 women lurking around my house this morning, pretending to weed.jpg car people stealing at mechanics.jpg Car cam stolen, later returned, then later my TF card for car cam stolen.JPG harrasment from airport biosecurity - they stealing from me.jpg Page 3 NEXT 1 2 3(this) 4 5