Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s so Life Stories P22 - 1. Supermarkets Playing Class I noticed this happening at Bundaberg Coles, I don't think it happens at every Coles, as at that time, I think this whole scenario, I feel was influenced by one of my neighbours, who happen to be friends with my landlord, and who, after I had been living there for some time I realised that my landlord was actually a sister of a girl I went to school with she had changed her name, I had previously met her 30yrs prior, aswell her friend Winifried. I wrote about Winifried at the school library, he had some sort of issue feeling threatened by someone at a private school, although I suspect he did attend a private school. I don't know how this person is involved with Coles, but I know he is because of the Almond story and re delivery drivers literally stealing my food en route. {He would automatically go into the “thieving arsehole” category, and anyone influenced by him, such as the delivery drivers, and or packing girls, would automatically also fall into the “completely stupid” category. So back then (2021), after I wrote my story, which I can't even find, {probably stolen}, I made some comments about, if your child eats correctly, healthy and is given all the nutrition that they need; then if that someone was from a low income family, they can grow up to ‘play’ in the same arena as a high income person, and compete evenly, (and win) - that's how important food is. So, after I wrote it, I noticed Coles changed all of their highly nutritious foods to be way more expensive, and they put the prices down on ‘junk’ food - a clear thing I observed them do when I was shopping online from the comfort of my living room at that time. AND I was outraged by it - it is clear example of stupid little girls playing class. At one point I thought they were literally encouraging low-income people to buy bad quality foods to ensure that they CANNOT PLAY in the same arena as wealthy people – like they were so offended by my words: “AS IF a poor person would be able to compete with me!” it’s like arrogant greedy, social, climbing women who work at the supermarkets, were having so much fun at playing class, that the concept of treating everyone equally was just to absurd for them. So, they deliberatley try to inflict high fat/sugar/salt foods, (that ultimately will kill them) on ‘bargain hunters’. So this could be 100% online IT nerds, they have the arrogance to do that. But who knows ALL the guilty parties. Newsflash: you cannot sell rotten fruit at a discounted price. I mentioned in one of my stories, that I lived in a house that had a Walnut tree; I was able to taste fresh walnuts off the tree, and they were unbelievable, completely different from the walnuts that you purchased at the supermarket, so delicious - because basically I didn’t like walnuts before, but when I had one of these ones, it was really palatable and yummy. Unusual. So, if you’re a person with a backyard, then it is beyond your best wishes to fill it with edible fruit and nut trees, because the supermarkets are catering for the masses with failures left right and centre. If you are sick of hearing (passively aggressively) that only wealthy people should be able to eat good food, then plant fruit and nut trees, and grows vegetables (such a huge difference in flavour between freshly grown organic vegetables and the supermarket varieties, HUGE). You cannot rely on the supermarket to look after your child – you have to provide good food. I really find it odd how so many gardens and public spaces are devoid of fruit and nut trees; there ought to be so much fruit growing that people would want to give away and swap without any thought to expense or greed. The fact that this is not the case, I can only put it down to most Australians are still asleep at the wheel. Wakey Wakey Ozzy Oi Oi Oi! 2. 2025 Monthly Brilliance Award This is an award, that I give to people are just plain outstanding at making their bit of the world a better place - and ought to be recognised for it. No discrimination between the ‘alive now’, or the dead! And a (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘will’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award  December 2025 Beethoven for demanding extra keys with higher notes to be added to the piano November 2025 People improving construction; well done Lennartz of Germany for first producing carbide-tipped circular, cermet-carbide circular and saw blades. Then the thin-kerf, disposable cermet-tipped circular saws by the japaneses Kanefusa and Tenryu. Plus Horst Doepcke and Arno Willemeit for the "Braunschweig geometry" for carbide teeth. October 2025 John llham; genius small businessman from Melbourne; single-handedly came up with a better way than Telstra to make mobile phones available for everyone. Telstra are indebt to him. September 2025 John Dunsworth, dad of dare I say it, 10 kids, but then making sure he gave each of those 10 kids, a plot of land to build their home!! August 2025 George Cadbury not just for his chocolate, but for his ethics; he was a true hero. July 2025 Mary Anderson for inventing the windscreenwiper and not getting any credit for it June 2025 Ghostnet removers - retrieve the nets that disgusting, careless, non-thinking fisherman discard into the ocean which kills hundreds if not thousands of fish in a cruel manner. May 2025 All the numerous coconut waste utilizers; so many ways to reuse the waste fibre. April 2025 Geraldine Anderson or is it Jerry Jensen - there seems to be some misinformation out there, but I am referring to the woman who brought about ‘court enforcement’ for child support after a divorce. March 2025 Phil McCrory for observing hair/fur absorbs oil in water, better than anything, and went into partner with Lisa Gautier to create mats to soak up hopeless BP tanker oil spills. February 2025 Woollies del driver couldn't get truck up drive in the rain, instead of calling me, this guy unpacked my groceries and carried them up the 600m hill driveway for me. January 2025 Brian Hart (Bike Index), recovered $30 million worth of stolen 3. Proof for Some Reason, Intojobs car Harassing me Sunday afternoon during Cyclone, plus 3 other cars Complaints being ignored, so Social Media post on FB re Workforce Australia Ok, this car was following me and harassing me a couple of weeks ago at Woollies on Sunday afternoon in the middle of the cyclone - harassing me in the form of beeping. So, they were not parked there, they had just pulled in after me, started beeping madly at me, then took off. I have seen that car 15 times over the last 2yrs every time I leave the house (I don't get out much). It is them who is stalking me and stealing from me?? I have complained numerous times on this blog about the fact that I am being followed and harassed wherever I go by dogs. Infact I will include a little story to show by example how the dogs affect my life: I hired a little boat with driver, so I could try and do a cold-water treatment out in the ocean. I was out there for 3hrs but it didn't work, the water wasn't cold enough, I wasn't relaxed enough, and didn't have proper flotation device. Anyway, there was a couple that took me out there, their boat hire company from Facebook. So, I was talking to them for quite some time out there too, and I was expressing some interest in taking a diving course because it involves being in deep water for a long time: thought it might be good for my foot!! So, the guy, he was really enthusiastic about this, and he wanted to do the diving course with me up at Airlie Beach!! I thought at the time it was very nice of him to say, but I could not even fathom the concept of actually doing this, as aside from money related problems, I mean, what am I meant to say to him: “well I might appear like a normal person but really I'm not because I have these stupid dogs that follow me around everywhere I go, and they like to playsides, by that I mean: if you're friends with me they'll start attacking you, until you are no longer friends and are infact an arshole – you will not be able to help yourself, as they are so manipulative and most people are really naive – so its best I do not harbor any friends.” !! Would he be offended at such reality? Would he believe it?? Probably not, people do not like the ugly truth in my experience. I could give more examples, like friends on Facebook, and girls at Tafe, but I can’t be bothered. And {Good luck getting a job in Australia if you don’t have any friends}. So back to that Sunday afternoon when I went to do a grocery pick up at Sarina Woollies, it happened to be in the middle of a cyclone so there was nobody out and about. It was only lucky that I could get in as the water was right up at the Sarina Bridge, but as there was no one else about, the dogs were really obvious: I could see them plain as day. Aside from that blue IntoJobs car, there were 2 Toyota Hilux’s and a white SUV, all driving around me. One of them squirted water on me in a puddle; they couldn’t resist, because they are stupid. And I think they may have stolen $15 from me, but I am not sure as I was distracted – in my extensive experience, that’s why they need 4 cars. It is odd that they used a car with the logo on it “IntoJobs” – these people do not want to be caught and sued, usually maybe this time they want to be caught?? Like it’s a thing that they don’t be caught, so they can accuse me of being crazy “what, no one is following you – you are paranoid”. IT’S A BIG THING FOR WOMEN – this accusation. But this beeping is a typical example of how they harass me: they drive up to me beep and then drive off, it happens all the time, started happening frequently at Gin Gin in 2020. {Usually, its women who do it – most people think men are the real arsholes and predators in life, but I can assure, women are way worse, especially when it comes to stalking}. It's incredibly annoying, a total nuisance, and at this point, after years, it's total torment. Psychological torment. I don't feel safe after that incident a couple of weeks ago to drive back into Sarina. As they are also somehow doing damage to my car: Car people are involved with the IntoJobs people. I did report them to police. It’s like they're all friends and they have decided that I am the common enemy - because they are stupid - they're stupid people. I am sick of seeing people’s weakness. I also sent this photograph to IntoJobs, I have their email because there was an incident when Centrelink said that I have to go and speak to someone at IntoJobs (the tyrannical bitch said this - of course I did not really have to, because I have a medical certificate) - eventually I got onto a “proper person” who said “oh yes, no you don't have to go see them”, after I already gone and saw them, as they stopped my payments – see what they do. Really think about that. So, I've had nothing to do with this company since that mess up. As far as I'm concerned they're just some sicko creeps who is stalking me. After I put in my complaint in with IntoJobs, I didn't hear back from them of course, so I complained again, (I just sent them the same email, but this time told them not to be such fucking cowards). I still haven't heard back from them. Should I start harassing them in turn?? Call them up every day, yell at them, verbally harass them, go into their office and take things?? Accuse them of being crazy, ‘what I’m not harassing you, I’m not really even here’?? See how they like it? Fucking idiots. I know in the past if you complain to Centrelink about jobs providers they don't do anything, plus if you persist with a complaint (as some of them are truly evil, and do worse than mere stalking and verbal harassment), they'll say “they (as in Centrelink) don't have anything to do with the jobs providers, and that the Department of Education is the person who is in charge of jobs providers.” This is what they've told me, word for word: I'm not sure if it's true, but if you complain to the Department of Education, still nothing happens. Someone told me it's workforce Australia who are harassing me, they are using unemployed people to do it, to drive their cars and harass me - like for a fun activity, as that the jobs providers wants to be really cool and “in” with unemployed people, so they're getting them to drive cars.....I don't know if that's true, actually it sounds exactly like what people would do with their friends - I know that's what they do in the entertainment industry; they get unemployed actors to do all of this fake news stuff, like in the hundreds, they get hundreds of thousands of unemployed people, to act out scenarios for the news networks. They pay them - it's such a waste of money, it's unbelievable. Not to mention a total lie, and deception for society with fake news. Bit of jobs provider copycat going on? So, I'm writing this on my blog, plus I've also sent this to the Morning Bulletin, I believe they can do something about it, but there's dogs on Facebook, and they have deleted, or I think they banned me from Morning Bulletin page, I'm not entirely sure, but I'm unable to comment on their page anymore, so I just sent them an email directly. You know for a government department to stalk and harass and torture someone over a period of years: this is grounds for Sueing, and up for thousands: who do you think you are? I have since also received 2 speeding tickets in 6mnths from the police (one NOT speeding), and am being stalked by them, and my plants and seeds that I sell (I have a business, Farm Plants and Seeds, arranged by 2 jobs providers in Gunnedah, I suspect they are stealing any money I make from the people who buy my plants - like they are picking on my customers through me and in the process leaving me in the red, whilst telling people I am rich. They are totally antagonistic; FUCK OFF YOU LUNATICS WHO JUST WANT TO ANTAGONIZE ME. FUCK OFF I did a 2nd one to this story: Complaints being ignored, so Social Media post on FB re WorkForce Australia Someone was showing me this beautiful spot in Switzerland, it was so scenic, giant green mountains and gorgeous waterfalls, a quaint village. In the middle of the landscape, we the viewer, saw a train go through, just gently, quietly gliding by. - There were no idiots in cars, tooting and beeping, like there are in Australia. Compared to the Swiss, Australians are just completely mentally retarded bogan car rev heads (who drive within the speed limit). {stupid police} I think Intojobs and Aimbig are having some sort of competition, and the loser gets beeped at by the other, as in 'ha ha beep beep you lose toot toot'. And in the process, they somehow seem to be using me; pervs, and stalking me. It is purely about money. I have naught to do with either of them, I only see their cars following me, and hear their CONSTANT tooting. I put in a complaint of harassment - did not hear back from them or Workforce Australia. 3mths later, I get a response from Department of Employment and Workplace Relations “they are going to do an investigation” Mmm,we’ll see! 1 mnth later another email “we are still continuing our investigation and are waiting response from intojobs”. So the following week; a car just driving back-and-forth outside my house (wasting petrol, polluting the environment, and being a sound nuisance over a few days, night and day). Then couple of days later I go around to collect some seed from some person's house on SB road, as I was talking to the owner outside in their front yard, I can hear the same car that go back-and-forth; one of them was a Ute, single cab, flat tray, it's different from the one I've named/shown before. I had been recording but suddenly just before, I turned the camera off to take a photo. Then another car banged as I left. So still, same people from cyclone day, are harassing me - this time no sign on car “intojobs”. I couldn't see who was driving. The only thing I really know for sure about these people, is that they are a total perverts. (And or, they possibly think I am “Godiva” lol !!!) So I then replied to the second email, and told “Laura”; ‘that they were failing in their investigation, as those same people are still harassing me (Sunday afternoon again). I'm pretty sure they are trying to psychologically make me feel like a loser with their beeping and banging as in "you lost that situation, you lose, you're a loser". And so if I enter the same situation again in the future, I will remember that humiliation, and not to be so confident. Terrorising a lady like this; you're disgusting and your the real looser. You belong in jail. God sees everything.’ 4. More QLD skills and less QLD alcos, plus “Swapping” Thievery This story was stolen, so I’m going to rewrite it. I’ve noticed a distinct lack of skills in Queensland. Maybe about 20 years ago in NSW, politicians came up with a plan to increase skills in NSW (I personally believe this was motivated due to all the dogs that follow me around - they were so obvious, that it was hard not to notice). So, their plan was to send a lot of people off to uni or Tafe to learn a skill, there was incentives implemented to do so. They termed it “education nation”. I feel after living in NSW, and now compared to living in Qld, it worked, and the same mission needs to be applied to Queenslanders, so, if I have a small appliance that needs to be repaired or a small engine, like my sewing machine, or generator, it can be fixed. And if I need advice on an electrical inverter, I can receive it – you cannot do this as things are in 2025. No electricians, no repairers, no savviness. There are other areas I can see where there’s a lacking, like, food preparation; bakeries (croissant‘s), and the whole massage industry; with different techniques of massage. {oooh is that why that shiatsu guy and his wife were in Mackay?.....since I did not go there, he accused me of stealing – what an arshole.} Anyway, and of course the pride factor in the attitude towards doing a good job, this is an area that well needs to be improved. Don’t be afraid to be a tall poppy. It just so happens that I’ve had some major back problems over the last three weeks (2021). I went to the Chyro, but I don’t think it’s a problem he can fix, I think it’s just a kind of a muscle problem, maybe a strain, and I need a good masseur, I thought I’ll have a little look online, I mean occasionally I look for masseur, but I can never afford them, and I really am not prepared to spend a lot of money on someone who doesn’t come recommended. I know there would be quite a few in Bundaberg who would not have the qualifications or the intuition to be good. {in 2025 the Dr said my back pain was from my Scoliosis – well good to know. BUT JUST EXACTLY WHY DID THE DR I SAW IN GIN GIN NOT TELL ME THIS?????? – see case in point skills shortage. Swapping Thievery - items ‘swapped’ over for poorer quality or broken items. “Break and enter” • Quality dark cocoa from America swapped for pale cocoa. • Premium petrol for the mower swapped for regular. • My good fabric scissors swapped for same brand blunt and damaged ones. • Sharp machine needles swapped for blunts. • Black lycra swapped for navy lycra. • 2” rural ag pipe swapped for a 6m length that was folded in half. • I know there would be heaps more that I am not fully aware of and or did not keep track of over the years. Heaps of Kmart items swapped over – retailers / shoppers are doing it. Little girls are doing it. All would have been done by WOMEN – your thievery nature disgusts me. I will put in a separate story about the scissors, I thought I had written about it, but appears to be missing. It was my story about when I was 18 and my mum took me to Greenfields to purchase materials on my Tafe supply list that they gave me before term started. The sales girls gave me this ginormous pair of fabric scissors’ I mean they were huge! The biggest scissors you have ever seen. Big black handle and big thick metal blades. And, well, my hands are like the erst of my body, petite! I'm not sure what that sales girl was thinking, perhaps not thinking at all or perhaps she just wanted to get rid of items that were not selling? More likely. I think maybe these scissors were man's tailors, like an Italian tailors scissors – and male tailors are a rare and dying breed. Anyway, so over the years in the “rag trade” every so often all the girls would get together and get their scissors sharpened, and for some reason they could never do mine, they could do everybody else's, but not mine. I don't know whether the scissor sharpening guy was just being discriminative or if there's something genuinely wrong with my big scissors – you would think being big, they would be extra easy. Who knows. But after my mum died I inherited her red fabric scissors, she actually had 3 pairs for some reason, all identical red ones. So, my blunt black pair was relegated to the tool room for cutting irrigation pipe – did a pretty good job actually. Then also over the years that I have had the 3 red ones, I'm fairly certain they've been stolen and swapped for really blunt ones. Plus, I still have had problems getting them sharpened, only seemed to get “half sharpened”, again, don’t know if the scissor guy is just completely unskilled, or discriminative? But I know those red ones can be sharpened. And I'm not sure why that scissor story would have been stolen. I wrote that when I was at Gin Gin, 2020/2021. I noticed there's heaps of stories I wrote at Gin Gin have been stolen. What the. 5. Fear Mongering me Personally I am finally writing about this today in more detail I have mentioned it a few times, a lot of people fear monger, but it's usually not really a personal thing to me. Some people just do it in general. If you go on Facebook you can see it occasionally. But yesterday when I was on Facebook they were fear mongering badly, and it was definitely a targeted thing, like they know now when I'm online, and they track me, they do all sorts of stupid things, atm, for maybe a year or so now, they are trying to make me afraid of blondes. This may have something to do with the fact that I have a stupid short blonde girl who stalks and steals from me, and I frequently write about it….. so, they're doing this in a very weird and passive aggressive manners by inserting blondes in pertinent moments, and telling them what to do and say to me (further confirming my suspicions). Same with the cars driving past my driveway, turning around driving back, constantly – using motorbikers and big black American boofhead cars - THIS is fear mongering. They are really trying hard – without seemingly so. (Afraid to get into to trouble for it – such irony!) You would think after constantly following me around all these years, they would have an inkling about my nature, my personality – but no – they stoopid. I had mentioned before; some thieves, if they can't steal from you when you're awake during the day, because you pay attention, then they'll steal from you at night when you're literally asleep; they have a skill set which can just further keep you “comfortable and relaxed” so that you don't wake up in alarm if you hear a noise. It's kind of like the opposite of fear mongering for them. So some of the fearmonger have also worked out, that they too can do it when I'm asleep. I remember the first time it happened, I woke up and I'm like, what the hell's going on! because I was just not familiar with the feelings of fear - it took me awhile to grasp ‘oh that's fear’. So you can deal with it quite easily once you know what's going on and are awake, but when you're asleep you don't have all those brain connections working. They can really cause some damage from stress at night. Those people will be going to hell. This all started back around 2016 or so, there was some girl, some stupid jealous dog, it could've been Katie Carter (?) or someone from tv industry (?) she asked the question (not sure who to) “why isn't she afraid” – she was referring to me. I have mentioned on my blog, that I'm not a fearful person. I mean, I have a normal fear response to bad situations, but the reason why I'm not a fearful person is because of my father. He was not a fear monger. He just wasn't. He wasn't a big ogre, like some parents are. {lol, weird how so many of those bloody dogs get major things wrong – stoopid dogs. I guess it’s a thing “if she’s single, it must be because of her father”. WRONG. LOL! Again – time out, while I hold my belly. (They are so arrogant, and think they are so superior - yet they got this wrong!!!! LOL!!. – I spelt it out on my blog already, I am not going to repeat it here. Anyway, so because this girl asked that question. I've had people trying to inflict fear on me, like a challenge. So, they want to see fear. They are nuts, and had a father who fear mongered (or mother I guess). Sickos. It seems to be women doing it too. And they are far and widespread, a cult of sickoes. They're the same people who try to make me angry. Like that story on my “The Looking Game, The Sign Game, The Winning Losing Game, and The AM & PM Game” - if I go to Kmart, problems are ’arranged’ specifically for me, with the sole point of trying to make me feel uncomfortable, they send in ‘dogs’. I asked once ‘who arranges the dogs Kmart’, and I was told “the staff, management, the manager, hands out $25 vouchers to people in the mall, outside, as I arrive in the car park, so there's a big influx of people instore just before I walk in”, which in turn means that I have to wait for extended periods for my click and collect, which is meant to be ready when I arrive. (30 minutes it took them once). So, to the cult of “how can we piss off Emily Bieman” and “make her afraid”: it is not my fault you had a cunt mother or arshole father….. I mean, I am doing my best to try to raise the standard of parenting in Australia – as it is a huge widespread problem, affecting many kids who turn into adults and carry these dysfunctions. Mothers generally are the root cause of all problems. So, since I am trying my best to help “your kind” - stop taking your personal frustrations out on me. Go see a shrink. 6. Security Cameras I need to talk about security cameras; back in 2015, after I realised I was being targeted as a victim to steal from, by petty thievers/stupid people, I purchased a CCTV camera system for the house. It had 8 cameras and a big 2TB storage unit. It was kind of expensive, $1000 thereabouts. And cost $20 a month to run. (Well, that’s how much the bill changed if I had it switched on/or off). Ultimately did it deter the thieves: NO, it did not. Because, being dogs, they knew I had a cctv system, and they would just switch my power off, which means that there was no cameras recording while they broke, entered and stole - they switched my power off dozens, if not hundreds of times, like every time I went out, the cameras would be switched off, I'd come home and discover the power had been switched off; all my clocks were flashing, I had to reset everything. At one point this happened every single time I left the house and went into town. I would say from 2016 onwards. So, then I really tried to limit the amount of times I went in to town -like once every 3 mnths. I got a second big freezer. I tried pad locking the gate. I tried getting the police to get of their lazy car arses and do something about it – but nothing deterred the thieves. So, for the organised dogs who are stealing from me, there is no point having cameras. I should not have wasted my money – but, there are 2 different types of thieves, aside from the main ones who steal from me, the organised dog network, there are just opportunists who see me, then follow me, in hopes to steal from me. So, cameras deter those kinds of people, they're not organised, or from a network of criminals who watch every move I make to see how they can steal. Although some will stalk me and hang out at the neighbours place watching what I do all week, until they think they have me figured out, and make their move. They did that at Gin Gin and they do it here. The neighbours encourage them. Some neighbours are fucked people. So back in 2015 or so, there were no iPads or camera phone, I had an iPod, but that didn't have camera recording on it like our phones do now. So since then, over the year I have added my devices as security, as they do not require power. Now initially these worked well against the organized female dog network who steal from me. When I first got them they lasted eight hours recording! (they definitely don't last that long anymore). But then of course the thieves have come up with ways to hack devices and switch them off, and or steal whole recordings or photos, which they do I see them hacking my devices all the time – I even got the Ip address of 2 of them, but no one knows what to do with such info, the QLD police instead of doing anything about it, fined me $1000 in fake car tickets. Thieves can also hack the security software that I have installed: I purchased (instead of a CCTV camera at my new address), I have Tapo security cameras that don't need cables - so I just have to hook the camera up and they work by Wi-Fi. So, if it's Wi-Fi then it can be hacked easily, like it seems to me that even the high school boys next door can do it, the perverts can do it in the hopes that I've got a camera set up in a private area, which of course I do not. I really only purchased them to deter the bush turkeys from digging up my garden – it has a loud speaker alarm on motion detect, which is a great deterrent, although as far as deterrents go, I found my motion detection lights are the best are deterring bandicoots from digging up my garden at night, the ones I got are brilliant, $10 each, portable solar ones, except they are not water proof, so putting them in the sun, and not rain, is a little challenging - but doable! (from Temu!) I have 4 around the house. So, for instance, if I set up the iPad camera, press record, come back two minutes later and see that it is recording still, a few times, I saw that NOT still recording, like after 1 minute it just switched off, so no reason, it just did. But, I have discovered if I disconnect Wi-Fi, Bluetooth and mobile Internet, then it doesn't do that, I mean it didn't do it for a couple of years, but then only last month it did do it again, and there was no Internet connection - so I don't know how the dog managed to do that? I did see them experimenting, in cars, whilst driving: when I was driving down to the letter box, I was recording my speedometer {because I'm having problems with the Sarina and Mackay police, QLD Police, giving me fake speeding tickets (3), when I was not speeding (at least for 1 of them for sure), so I have a camera on my speedometer now, and I saw them switch it off in the middle of recording, I wasn't speeding - I think they were just trying it, like testing their equipment; I had recently mentioned on Facebook, that I have a camera on my speedometer now. So, they're trying to set up a way that they can win in court - BY CHEATING - the police do this. So not only the computer nerd high school boy next door - but the police. So, this behaviour confirms my recent theory that it is the police stealing from me in petty crime manner. They are the female dog network?? So, if you read this, you might feel there's no point in having security cameras at all, but I do believe they have saved me on other occasions, like I know if I wear my body camera out - which I do all the time, the harassment I'm used to getting has mostly been eradicated. When I first started doing it I caught dogs red-handed on camera stealing from me at the checkout, harassing me, but after I put that online, it has not happened again. EXTREMEMLY EFFECTIVE. Very beneficial having a camera record everything I do, when I go out into public. AND, not only to prevent people from behaving badly, and be awake, (yeah, great job parents of Australia – why don’t you keep your bimbo daughters asleep and in zomby mode???), but it's a really good record of events, particularly if I go to the doctor; sometimes, you just don't really realise that that you miss things that they're talking about – like a doctor would have a lot of good information when they speak, so it's good to be able to go back and check the conversation, when they were explaining some medical thing to you. A couple of times when I checked the convo, I saw/heard I had missed something; and I'm a pretty good listener compared to most people that I encounter, so, I encourage everybody to actually record their doctors sessions, at least. Quick mention re carcam – brilliant, so good, that the criminal dog network who follow me, (everywhere I go), literally break my camera so I can’t use it, I have purchased 3 so far, and it cost $400 for the wiring, they just break it, easy as pie. So it needs to be built in by the manufacturer at the least. My camera also records inside the car after I have switched engine off for 1/2hr or so, which is SUPER BRILLIANT, as thugs (organized by the female dogs), break into my car, in the carpark, and take things out of the car, whatever is in there, they take, they don’t seem to care what it is. Glasses was there no 1 item in Gunnedah – dozens of them have been stolen from me. 7. Complaints being ignored, so Social Media post on FB re WorkForce Australia Someone was showing me this beautiful spot in Switzerland, it was so scenic, giant green mountains and gorgeous waterfalls, a quaint village. In the middle of the landscape, we the viewer, saw a train go through, just gently, quietly gliding by. - There were no idiots in cars, tooting and beeping, like there are in Australia. Compared to the Swiss, Australians are just completely mentally retarded bogan car rev heads (who drive within the speed limit). {stupid police} I think Intojobs and Aimbig are having some sort of competition, and the loser gets beeped at by the other, as in 'ha ha beep beep you lose toot toot'. And in the process, they somehow seem to be using me; pervs, and stalking me. It is purely about money. I have naught to do with either of them, I only see their cars following me, and hear their CONSTANT tooting. I put in a complaint of harassment - did not hear back from them or Workforce Australia. I did a 2nd one to this story: and I may if it elsewhere on here, but very relevant to my whole life, as to who else is guilty. Proof for Some Reason, IntoJobs car Harassing me on Sunday afternoon during Cyclone, plus 3 other cars Ok, this car was following me and harassing me a couple of weeks ago at Woollies on Sunday afternoon in the middle of the cyclone - harassing me in the form of beeping. So, they were not parked there, they had just pulled in after me, started beeping madly at me, then took off. I have seen that car 15 times over the last 2yrs every time I leave the house (I don't get out much). It is them who is stalking me and stealing from me?? I have complained numerous times on this blog about the fact that I am being followed and harassed wherever I go by dogs. Infact I will include a little story to show by example how the dogs affect my life: I hired a little boat with driver, so I could try and do a cold-water treatment out in the ocean. I was out there for 3hrs but it didn't work, the water wasn't cold enough, I wasn't relaxed enough, and didn't have proper flotation device. Anyway, there was a couple that took me out there, their boat hire company from Facebook. So, I was talking to them for quite some time out there too, and I was expressing some interest in taking a diving course because it involves being in deep water for a long time: thought it might be good for my foot!! So, the guy, he was really enthusiastic about this, and he wanted to do the diving course with me up at Airlie Beach!! I thought at the time it was very nice of him to say, but I could not even fathom the concept of actually doing this, as aside from money related problems, I mean, what am I meant to say to him: “well I might appear like a normal person but really I'm not because I have these stupid dogs that follow me around everywhere I go, and they like to playsides, by that I mean: if you're friends with me they'll start attacking you, until you are no longer friends and are infact an arshole – you will not be able to help yourself, as they are so manipulative and most people are really naive – so its best I do not harbor any friends.” !! Would he be offended at such reality? Would he believe it?? Probably not, people do not like the ugly truth in my experience. I could give more examples, like friends on Facebook, and girls at Tafe, but I can’t be bothered. And {Good luck getting a job in Australia if you don’t have any friends}. So back to that Sunday afternoon when I went to do a grocery pick up at Sarina Woollies, it happened to be in the middle of a cyclone so there was nobody out and about. It was only lucky that I could get in as the water was right up at the Sarina Bridge, but as there was no one else about, the dogs were really obvious: I could see them plain as day. Aside from that blue IntoJobs car, there were 2 Toyota Hilux’s and a white SUV, all driving around me. One of them squirted water on me in a puddle; they couldn’t resist, because they are stupid. And I think they may have stolen $15 from me, but I am not sure as I was distracted – in my extensive experience, that’s why they need 4 cars. It is odd that they used a car with the logo on it “IntoJobs” – these people do not want to be caught and sued, usually maybe this time they want to be caught?? Like it’s a thing that they don’t be caught, so they can accuse me of being crazy “what, no one is following you – you are paranoid”. IT’S A BIG THING FOR WOMEN – this accusation. But this beeping is a typical example of how they harass me: they drive up to me beep and then drive off, it happens all the time, started happening frequently at Gin Gin in 2020. {Usually, its women who do it – most people think men are the real arsholes and predators in life, but I can assure, women are way worse, especially when it comes to stalking}. It's incredibly annoying, a total nuisance, and at this point, after years, it's total torment. Psychological torment. I don't feel safe after that incident a couple of weeks ago to drive back into Sarina. As they are also somehow doing damage to my car: Car people are involved with the IntoJobs people. I did report them to police. It’s like they're all friends and they have decided that I am the common enemy - because they are stupid - they're stupid people. I am sick of seeing people’s weakness. I also sent this photograph to IntoJobs, I have their email because there was an incident when Centrelink said that I have to go and speak to someone at IntoJobs (the tyrannical bitch said this - of course I did not really have to, because I have a medical certificate) - eventually I got onto a “proper person” who said “oh yes, no you don't have to go see them”, after I already gone and saw them, as they stopped my payments – see what they do. Really think about that. So, I've had nothing to do with this company since that mess up. As far as I'm concerned they're just some sicko creeps who is stalking me. After I put in my complaint in with IntoJobs, I didn't hear back from them of course, so I complained again, (I just sent them the same email, but this time told them not to be such fucking cowards). I still haven't heard back from them. Should I start harassing them in turn?? Call them up every day, yell at them, verbally harass them, go into their office and take things?? Accuse them of being crazy, ‘what I’m not harassing you, I’m not really even here’?? See how they like it? Fucking idiots. I know in the past if you complain to Centrelink about jobs providers they don't do anything, plus if you persist with a complaint (as some of them are truly evil, and do worse than mere stalking and verbal harassment), they'll say “they (as in Centrelink) don't have anything to do with the jobs providers, and that the Department of Education is the person who is in charge of jobs providers.” This is what they've told me, word for word: I'm not sure if it's true, but if you complain to the Department of Education, still nothing happens. So, I'm writing this on my blog, plus I've also sent this to the Morning Bulletin, I believe they can do something about it, but there's dogs on Facebook, and they have deleted, or I think they banned me from Morning Bulletin page, I'm not entirely sure, but I'm unable to comment on their page anymore, so I just sent them an email directly. You know for a government department to stalk and harass and torture someone over a period of years: this is grounds for Sueing, and up for thousands: who do you think you are? 8. Bad Neighbours: Top 10 Nuisance Behaviors 1. Spray poison on my side of the fence killing all trees and plants there. 2. Get manipulated by blonde members of the community and “play sides” against me for no reason. 3. Stare into my garden, watch me in my garden, commentate my gardening, and later steal gardening work. 4. Sneak in to house when they saw door left open when I’m hanging washing. 5. Play loud music. And at inappropriate times. 6. Bang and tap, plus rev cars – for point of doing stupid “plan” signs. Verbally harass with nonsensical yelling. Then get members of the community to do exactly the same thing. 7. Use their child as a pervforming puppet. 8. Tries to justify theft: steals my potting mix, using the excuse to herself: because their wood chips they laid down last year, washed down onto my driveway, and as I clear the driveway, then accusing me of stealing wood chips - lunatic drunk dog. 9. Are home on the weekends and cannot amuse themselves, (due to stupidity), so stare at my house and devise plans to steal. 10. Play with cars, use them to do signs and rev to wake up in middle of night. 9. Comedy of Errors - 7 Dishwashers So Far, over 10 years It's about time I wrote about this. I've just kind of briefly hovered around the subject. I state I have dogs follow me wherever I go, but one of the main things they do is organise scenarios and situations; so, they'll place people in the places that I'm going, it is like they want to control the whole situation of what I'm doing during the day. Sometimes it works to my benefit, sometimes NOT. You can be sure if you have someone trying to control you in the first place – they are going to have extreme mental health problems – including not knowing what is appropriate and what is not. So, they're so cocky and arrogant now after all these years, that they literally throw tantrums if I deviate from “their” intended plan (which obviously I know nothing about). I can really see their evil nature. I can see fucked cunts; you can be sure it is female doing it; trying to impress men and each other. I can see stupid. Another way I can see their evilness is the ‘comedy of errors’ situation, they think it will be funny and amusing to create “muck up situations” - along the lines of Shakespeare's Comedy of Errors play. If you have seen such a play, one that is done cleverly, it is really funny. Certain situations where nothing's turning out, so much so, that it becomes comical. So, these cunts are doing this exact same thing they're trying to amuse themselves by mucking up all my situations - just because they can see, and don’t give a dam. Might be amusing for those bitches, but it sure as hell isn't amusing for me. A perfect example is taking my induction into the repair shop in Mackay, and they refused to fix it, sighting: “it was too dirty to fix”. AS IF, too dirty! Honestly, clean as, I had only just that morning had it sitting on my bed. {And that’s the whole point of Induction cook top – it’s a breeze to clean aside from the electricity saving feature and ease of use! – I miss using it badly}. So, as a result of those stupid women, (there was about 5 of them in the reception- all dogs). I don't have my good induction, and I can't take any other appliance there, like my leaking Fisher and Paykel, all because of those stupid cunts discriminate in order to aid the other stupid cunts to ‘control the situation’, and muck it up. So those cunts doing that back then, it was in 2024, were the same stupid women who stole my spare good tyre, mucked up my tooth at the Mackay hospital, stole another $500 in police entrapment speeding ticket, missed the butcher because of it, stole a furniture screw from the car, and most likely arranged all the dog followers who follow me around in cars - there was a lot of people (not just stupid cunt women) involved in mucking up my day as much as they could. Oh, they also did something to my car and made it make a loud noise. Anyway, I made a YouTube video about the dishwashers, so I won't repeat, but I have literally spent thousands of dollars on simply trying to own a benchtop dishwasher as a renter – all you need is a dishwasher, life is significantly improved, honestly it makes all the difference; I used to spend a solid 2hrs every day doing the dishes NOT ANY MORE!! (renting is the root cause of this issue, others have a problem with it, and female cunt jealousy – Fisher and Paykel is highly desirable, WAS). Note, there is nothing actually funny about this story. I do believe those cunts who mucked up my day, along with the rest of Australia, are being punished for their bully antics on that particular day in Mackay, (petrol) but as far as I'm concerned it won't be enough. Not be confused with the whole Venezuela tyrannical PM situation -that’s not the reason, this is the reason, be nice to the girl or bad things will happen!! Ha ha! [The only way those cunts will be stopped is, if they’re sued. (And not for a little bit, for millions). Since this country is fucked, and that’s not going to happen, the only other alternative is to constantly write about what these dogs are doing, and just reflect their actions back to them. I found this to be most effective way, although it sometimes takes years and years and years - because most people that do this, are really stupid. And, I have recently just learnt that Centrelink has a subdivision called “compensation from Centrelink” !! lol. There is a whole list of subjects listed where you can sue Centrelink, and ask them for compensation, you don't need a lawyer, there's a department within themselves who will say ‘oh yeah that wasn't very good or fair’, we will pay you!! I can't really imagine this would actually work since they're asking themselves to sue themselves, but hey, maybe it’s a start; acknowledgement of mucking up people’s lives severely. Someone told me that people writing, “organizing” my comedy of errors, are not writers from the ABC, they are workers of workforce Australia; Department of employment and education - that's the people who you need to sue. Now, they do not have a subdivision called “compensation”! I've constantly said on my blog that I don't know who's harassing me specifically, or stealing, but as far as I can see, it's not one person or one business, it is many, many, people, thousands of stupid Australians by now, all from different sectors of life, from the tyre shop, that I've just talked about in this story, to Centrelink cunts, to female Doctors. 11. Bruised Salmon from Woolworths and prob Coles Purina While this did happen in 2016, I don't feel it's too late to put attention on it now, because of the underlying reason why this was happening, that part still happens. I get supermarket online deliveries due to “follower” problems instore, and after watching Master Chef, I thought I would try some Salmon. {I had previously tried some at a fancy hotel in Port Douglas ,when I was a nanny, but it wasn't cooked, it was raw salmon - and I did not like it at all, so I'm thinking maybe if it was cooked, I might like it?}. So, I ordered, I tried, and OMG bloody delicious! So, every time I did a shop (every 2 or 2 months back then), I ordered a piece of Salmon. But after a while, the salmon {fresh from the deli}, starting arriving with this kind of rotten back bruise on top of the salmon, it was really awful, it looked awful, and I cooked it and tasted it, and it was awful - there was something clearly wrong with it. I'm not sure what it was, could be all of the pesticides that were using? Could even be related to the salmon protests: activists were trying to get a river un-damned or something, to free the salmon, who knows, but possibly using me to protest their “salmon agenda”. Stop using me in this manner you little greedy uncaring selfish thieves. For about six months, all the salmon that I ordered, was part rotten. I complained to Woollies, but the following shop would get another piece of rotten salmon! Am I talking to a brick wall? So eventually I just stopped ordering salmon altogether. I also noted my cats started getting sick after eating the Purina brand salmon biscuits – so, it would be the same bruised salmon going into pet food industry. Those girls have no morals. In 2023, 7 years later, I ordered another piece of salmon thinking maybe up here in QLD, the salmon may be better? It was, even though salmon is a cold-water fish. I guess at some point within 7years, they fixed the rotten salmon situation - or the protesters got their way, or lost, one way or the other. I have since seen YouTube videos about salmon farming, and, DISGUSTING, you definitely will be doing more harm than good if you eat salmon from a salmon farm, they have no morals at all, they're just making lots of money and not giving a tisk if they poison you with toxic fungicides. So once again I'm pretty much back to not eating salmon, although this time more due to GOOD salmon shortages/ expensive proper salmon. Stop over-breeding Australian mothers: “Chooks are smarter than mothers; Less of you more for me.” 12. 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! 13. Illegal problems that are deemed too trivial for anything to be done about When I returned home after being out for a couple of hours yesterday (I don’t really go out very often), I went to the loo straightaway, and there, was water on my toilet seat? (Was NOT there before I left), and there was also a metal L-shaped rod on the window ledge . So, somebody has been into my unit when I was not there, they did not have my permission, and I was not given no notice of entrance by the Real Estate agent. Plus, I have noticed something that has been taken; a little SD card reader, which has little value, and was very old (it’s still working however, and I’ve had to purchase a replacement). I have no idea why they have taken this, aside to create stress and anxiety. I hope the person who did it gets cancer and dies, they are not welcome in my unit when I am not there, they’re not welcome anytime, they are not welcome in my life at all; bugger off and get your own life, stay the hell out of my space, you disrespectful spoilt little shit head. I was later told by someone {I can't remember who or when}, but that L-rod is something old prostitutes back in the day, like a long time ago, used to use in order to create an abortion. I guess whoever left it was having a go at my big potbelly? I have written a story about it, I do look seven months pregnant all the time.....So I have no idea who left that there, and you know, it's unbelievable and unacceptable that someone comes into my house and does something like this. It reminds me of the later incident when the neighbours came into my house {the stupid female dog who I think, she visits next door, and she waits for me to leave the house, then sneaks in -on one occasion, she put some pink paint, or pink ink I think it is on the floor of my toilet, actually just outside the toilet. So, I'm guessing it's the same person - just absurdly inappropriate and stupid. And note there is no point making a complaint to anyone about this incident, even though the law has been broken; the police will do nothing about the situation, as I am not the owner. And the landlord or Real Estate, if responsible, of course will deny it. This is what renters have to endure, or at least this is what I have to endure, for many years now, this what stupid dogs do; invading my space and stealing. There should be laws or something done, to prevent this kind of thing. Lately they've been doing signs "it's Centrelink!". "Centrelink's responsible for all of these problem, all the thefts, harassment and stalking". Implying that Centrelink are employing stupid dogs to do what they say: to break into my house, to verbally harass me, to stalk me.....I don't know if that's true, I actually doubt it's true since when I have lived in suburbia, I've always had the same type of problems from the neighbours, and they don't work for Centrelink. But there certainly are a lot of stupid dogs out there who must work for someone, because they're out there day and night and they wouldn't be there unless they were being paid. In my recent financial crisis, I wrote a letter to the current PM, explaining a situation involving the courts, who contacted me stating that I wasn't being paid enough by Centrelink when they saw my statement. As in literally they had made a mistake! Lol. So, I just wanted to pass this information onto the government; if the court thinks that I should be receiving more then I damn well should be! Anyway, I probably should've written him a letter about “the stupid little female dogs” who follow me around. And give him an example, like the girl at Image clothing, who pretended to be staff at that company, and did my job interview – but really she was pervert who wanted to see my resume and talk to me. A stupid little thieving dog from Centrelink. She might not even work there? who knows, but those types of people that follow me around are Centrelink related, which means it's government related. I DO NOT APPRECIATE BEING LIED TO AND DECEIVED BY STUPID LITTLE DOGS. And why the fuck would that company allows that dog to go ahead with her charade? That company closed down. Dog company. 14. ‘Scum Thief’ builds me up into a superior person like no one else can 2 special and rare Eucalyptus lansdowneana SEEDLINGS tubestock STOLEN (off my shade house table) The photo shows 3, but only 2 were stolen off my seed table. I had just given the big one away to neighbours across the road, on Range RD. I told them about how special it is, as it as grown from a very rare purple flowering Mallee. They were pleased and grateful to receive them. But, I suspect, other neighbours got ‘wind’ that I gave a special one to them, and were jealous, and thus stole MY other 2 seedlings! Such is the nature of stupid other people – surrounded by Turkeys. (I would never do such a horrible thing to someone – thus, I am better than them, a better person, superior person. Anyone else that would not do such a horrible thing, also consider yourself superior. That ‘scum thief’ builds me up like no one else does. I may aswell start singing that song (which I hate btw, stupid blonde sung it at mums funeral – she was being a passive aggressive bitch. Such irony.) And ha ha, to the other stupid scum dogs, possibly the same person (?) who is constantly, and I mean constantly, trying to tear me down – usually via media. See; you will never win, as I am surrounded by THIEVING JEALOUS SCUM TURKEYS. Btw, this was my last seed lot, of the VERY RARE AND SPECIAL PURPLE FLOWERING Mallee. I have no more seed left. I curse the thief. Got to be nursery industry related actually; some blonde bimbo stole them, same one that has been overcharging me at the Mackay nursery. She is from gardening Australia? channel 7? and def YouTube, she has blonde hair is kind of short, and is a total bitch. Also note how well they were doing up here in the sub tropics. (Eucalyptus lansdowneana is native to rocky hills of the Gawler Range, Eyre Peninsula, South Australia.) It could have been one of those complete nutters who thinks only indigenous plants should grow in each area - I have mentioned them before on my blog – they are the real weeds. There was a big thing about this tree, as 3 yrs later, I posted a photo on Facebook of my purple flowers, and the nursery who grew {it was Muswellbrook Landcare, they closed now}, but apparently all her tubes she kept for herself and grew, had white flowers! I guess I had ladies’ luck that day that I picked out the right tube. And, I just have to say – you would be absolutely stupid to steal and plant out specific plants, that can be identified; come back 3yrs later with a drone, and culprit will be found out. 15. Old lady nutters and their Dolls! My mother had a little bit of a doll collection, I mean she had a Victorian pram, one of those miniature kind or like a child's pram. I believe it had a doll in it, I'm not really sure what, why she had it, she didn't seem too interested in dolls as far as I knew her. I think she must have had them stashed away from me – after the incident: when I was 10 years old; my friend and I decided that we now were too old for dolls, we were too old for barbies, too old for cabbage patch kids, too old for all dolls! So, we got all my barbies, I had heaps, I loved them when I was younger, plus more, there were troll dolls, teddies….all on the shelf, a collection from 4 children plus handme downs. And we cut off all the hair of each, and threw them in a big pile in the middle of the playroom!! I remember one of the dolls on the shelf was a big very old (antique), like a mannequin, but maybe 1m tall, I thought it really awful, ugly. I did not see anything wrong with chopping its hair off – but mum came in at that point and thought otherwise! So, I really had not seen any dolls in the house, aside from the pram in the dining room fireplace that was never lit, after that point. But one day I went in to visit and she had this huge giant oversized teddy bear; it was so big that the only room it would fit in was the dining room that no one usually used. I blatantly said to her ‘what the hell have you got this for’, and she seemed to be really offended that I didn't understand, like she thought it was a really good thing – so this must've been about 3 years after she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. Years later when she died, we had a garage sale and there appeared a box of dolls and the pram. I didn't really go through them I just put the box on the table, and one of the girls at the sale, saw them and she said to me, all these were really good dolls, and I should put them out on display for people, some of them are quiet valuable, and I'm like yeah whatever they’re dolls. The girl saw my mindset at mums funeral, so she started setting them all up for me, she was very nice {in retrospect, I think she was someone I went to primary school with}. After she did, sure enough there were all of these old ladies standing around looking and oohing at the dolls, they all sold. At the time and probably still now I'm just thinking what a bunch of total nutters those old ladies must be! I personally just don't get why an old person would want a doll. I mean dolls really are made for children, and sure enough when I was a child I loved playing with dolls. I mean all of those old ladies can't be in the reverse, surely? I then recall my brief sickly stint at the nursing home, and they did have a replica doll, replica baby, which was a doll really, and they would use it to give the dementia patients, something to hold and cuddle and rock, they thought it was actually a real baby. Maybe if you give birth and raise a baby, it might provoke fond memories or something? I guess I don't understand because I have not given birth. You know I have written about this story, not in as much details, but it was missing off my PC - I don't know who stole this story and what they did with it, but I would really appreciate it if you left the original on my computer - if you want to steal the story there's nothing stopping you from copying and pasting, but your pride (if you had an ounce), but why you would delete mine? It's odd. Another little mum thing: back when I was about 16 or 17, I went around the house one day, and I counted all the ducks! I’m not talking about real ducks, I’m talking about crafty ducks, like duck ornaments, duck pictures, duck napkin holders, duck paper weights, duck sofa pillows, duck arm chair covers…. Just so many. So, there were 47 ducks and duck related items in our house!! Not sure where mum’s obsession with ducks came from, we don’t even have those ducks in Australia, they were the ones with green on their back, native to UK I think. I think she may have been influenced by product placement people from the UK – Or, a side effect of her personal syndrome shared by many Australians, ”we wish we were English”! I mentioned it to her once, she didn’t seem to be too perturbed about it, like everything was normal. I mean she never talked about ducks, infact she pretty much had no interest in nature or wildlife at all. There was never any mention about the obsession of ducks. And actually, if you entered the house as a guest, one wouldn’t really notice the obsession with ducks, one would just notice that it was an arty and crafty house, with artwork and craft all over, it’s not until you really look closely, then you could start to see this theme of ducks. Another thing about mom, she was a really fast walker; whenever she was out shopping she would literally hoon around the supermarket, hoon down the street, hoon across the road…. I had no problems keeping up with her, and, in fact I noticed when her sisters came up, indeed they were ALL walking hooners! Lol. I remember being a fast walker when I was younger, but in my early 40s when I had a CCTV camera set up, I was checking something and I saw myself walking around the garden, and I couldn't believe, quite frankly, how slow I was, I realise I had become a slow walker! And, I also noticed my talking was slower; I used to be a fast talker, I remember on my little trip to Hong Kong, it was difficult for my friend’s friends to understand me because I was too fast, they were constantly telling me to ‘slow down’, and in fact, I've written about this…. when I moved back up to Gunnedah after Sydney for 10 years, I couldn't believe how slow everybody talked, it was just really a slow pace of life compared to city life. So as I was watching myself that day I realised I had turned into one of those slow country bumpkin people lol! -which actually I was secretly glad of. My fabric design above “Stripe Imbue 3”, inspired by a hat I glimpsed once, plus my love of all things striped ! 16. Some of my Shadehouses I quickly whipped up at various rentals. I guess not much of a site to look at, the reason I'm including this is because of the "good vibes" you get when you're in a shadehouse, particularly in Australia's daytime heat - it's always several degrees cooler in the shadehouse, indeed it is a good atmosphere . You get good vibes from the oxygen that the plants give off and the humidity. It's always a pleasure to pot around in the shadehouse. 🥰 17. Fake Road Workers set up to Stop Traffic So, every 3 months or so when I drove over to Tamworth Bunnings (150km), after about 6yrs, roadworkers starting to appear, and I would ALWAYS get stopped by these fluros - I didn’t notice at the time, but they had an aim, there aim was to get me to stop and look and connect with these road workers who had stopped me – the lollypop men. If I paid no attention to those fluros, as is typical behaviour, I would later come home to discover flashing clocks and items stolen. But if I did look, then I would have nothing stolen that day. So, this was their game. It is a cat and mouse game for them, kind of a punishment with items stolen for being single. And fuck them! I have the right to be single without having any items stolen!! Fuck all the people involved, there was a lot. I hope you all get cancer and die. I am proud to be single, and who the fuck do you think you are trying to force roadworkers onto me? By the way, they do the same thing, years later at Sarina: when I go to the doctors, only this time they don’t even bother sending in the fluros. They just steal from my house when I leave and am at the doctors. I’m fairly certain the arrogant receptionist’s are doing it; they all seem to behave badly – playing class. For some fucking reason I have to go there every bloody three months to get a fucking certificate signed. Actually, there were some roadworkers at Gin Gin too, when I was living there; those particular ones were doing signs, aside from the stop/go signs. They were doing other signs somewhere along the lines of telling me “We can see the dogs trying to teach you a lesson, and going on personal power trips”. So those men were like going ‘behind the teachers back’!! - trying to help me out. Lol. I think the man who lived on the corner at Kookaburra Park was involved, he was friends with council, and he seemed to work out who Cate and Win were, and the fact that they were stealing from me and had been stalking me for years, and stealing from me. I had spoken to him one day about his garden – it was an awesome food garden. Heaps of other times with fake road workers, too many to talk about. Monday I went down to post my letters, and there were no council workers in the park reading the newspaper!! Whats going on, they are there every Monday for the past 2 years!! 18. Television Twits who do Reflections and or the opposite Enough is enough! Years and years of the stupid dogs in the Television and Movie industry who do reflections by manipulative produces who use them, TO HAVE A GO AT PEOPLE. Coercive control in extreme coward manner. Those women being used are true bimbos, aside from the people pulling the strings too – ALL BIMBOS or MENBOS, bimbos and menbos. I’m not even sure if those girls are fully aware of how stupid they are, and how they are being used in this passive aggressive manner. But they interfere with my life. Dogs who think it’s fun to “play sides” on screen for the point of humiliation. Its trash, the people doing it are trash. At the moment they have decided to take sides with my aunt who I’ve just written a story about describing a situation that happened in the past (a true story ofcourse). Obviously, I must’ve hit the nail on the head, because I got such a reaction from these stupid dogs, who have decided to use their position of power to try to “put me back in my place”. They do this all the time, and for many years, in fact, I think it’s their favourite thing to do, {aside from trying to dig up personal dirt from the past to play ‘bad press’; to discredit me – trying to come up with reasons to try and make me feel guilty, or trying to place themselves in my life by stating personal things about me……SUCH PERVERTS. They do this ALL THE TIME. Rack off. It’s like grown adults in the industry still have that same nine-year-old pervert mentality. Fanny touching via coercive control. GROW UP TRASH, AND RACK OFF {BTW, this mentality is purely because they were never reprimanded for it as a child- hopeless parents}. My experience with some of them, te3lls me, shows me, the industry seems to attract revolting high school dropout idiot types with no brains whatsoever. Plus, if I encounter someone, whose path I cross in life, those television bimbos get so excited, because they know that they will be able to do reflections and “play sides”. And if no ‘situation’ arises, so no ‘sides’ need to be chosen, then they’ll go out of their way to try and create one by manipulating people who cross my path, like my neighbours. There are so many truly evil people in this world, it’s hard for anyone who has had a remotely good upbringing to even comprehend. Rack off you stupid dogs. This reminds me of a bully cat I encountered at my new address. It belonged to a woman who, {you may have noticed, I have no problem calling a woman a dog if she is one, but I would not normally make a snide comment about a woman’s ‘class’, but in this case, as she herself is a bully, steals from me via the dog network and musicians, plus makes jokes at my expense, I will; she is TRASH. {note, this woman did not swear, spoke normally, that is, when not inebriated, but making jokes at someone else’s expense, is about the trashiest thing anyone can do. “TRASH“ has naught to do with money, and everything to do with attitude; suffice to say this woman had heaps of cash, so, not poor, and she had a cat (she had a dog too, but she killed it – by dragging it along, tied to the back of the car). So, her cat would come and visit me frequently, it would hang out on my car, sleep there. My cat Tulip was not bothered by this other cat, possibly because he is blind. But I noticed when Tulip was ever in the stair well outside, this other cat would very passively just sit at the top of the stairs, to try and keep him down there, and not let him pass to come back out. Those bully’s in the movie industry reminds me of this feline bully situation, with people on television using their chastisement attacks, to try to personally attack my esteem, my self-esteem and my confidence, “get back down in your place”. Talk about dysfunctional people – there they are. This photo was a screenshot from a hallmark movie called ‘Love at Sea’ on prime video, those 2 women are fully guilty. They need to be named and shamed, I do not know their names. Prime are just as bad as any of the commercial/non-commercial TV stations in Australia, that I no longer watch due to too many stupid bitchy women. They are on Netflix too. The ones on Netflix steal from me in my unit at Sarina. My teeny tiny unit, then brag about it onscreen. They are DISGUSTING humans – pure badly raised trash. And rack off Tracy from Bonds 30 years ago - you stupid ignoramus dog, even worse than Kelly and Franka. Infact those 2 could be the stupid dogs who “play sides”. I should add, just one incidence of this attack, every so often, has an “echo” like affect; so very memorable, and tends to overweigh all the good programming that I have seen {the people who are in “good hands”}. Plus, the musician dog network, I believed started in 1996 via Triple J - triple J is a radio station run at the University in Sydney, Sydney Uni, targeting young kids and young adults. At some slots, when nothings scheduled, they must just get anyone from the uni to come in, and DJ. There is a lot of thieving trash in Sydney, even at Sydney Uni. I recall them, when I listened to the radio, pretty much all day everyday back – sneaky thieving woman who would steal via their femine dog ways. The incident in Sarina chemist and the musician busker next door, trying to steal from me – is related to her and the thieving dog network – STILL, some 30 years later. You should never listen to the radio. It’s also annoying to have my Prime or Netflix show interrupted/started with, Trailers with dogs who do signs – and it’s offensive, listening to untalented, trashy people’s attempt at music. I know many other people get offended. For all you people who are clueless, as to what I am talking about: it’s true, and wake up. Previously, this story was called bimbos on TV who do reflections, but I decided to change it to “Television Twits”, but unbeknownst as I was updating, on a couple of places where I upload these; because the title contains the word ‘bimbos’ they have removed my story from the results, so it just goes to show you how much DENIAL there is in the online community. There's no use pretending like it doesn't happen. These women are real, there are a number of terms that are used to describe them - because they are EXTREMELY offensive, their very nature is, and who was the Idiot that put them on television? By the way, I remember back in 1997 or so, before they really started doing their ‘Echo Chambers’ - as someone on YouTube termed it, so, I remember if some TV personality said something good / positive, then then the next day, they'll be these skanky looking dogs copying that personality and being rude and disrespectful. It happened a lot. Like they were trying to balance out the good with the bad – fully sick bimbos. 19. Collage of Stolen Hats; Stolen and Karmic Dept Story Aa 21. a I Wa a 25. a Ia 26. Ca I a 27. a Child a La 28. a a 29. Ra a 30. a Ia Life Stories P22 STOLEN ITEMS About P1, About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

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 climb 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 too, 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, 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. I say rewarding above, but I should rephrase, it's a self-rewarding thing. In my experience certainly no one has come along and said ‘oh my what a nice front yard you have’ {oh actually there was one person who did that, my next-door neighbour at Rangari}, but I mean that wasn't the reason why I created a nice garden, I did it for me, and what I like; I like flowers, so that's what I did, and then there's the other bonus of the birds being happy in the garden, and all the insects and wildlife, and fooood that comes with gardening. So in regards to farmers not gardening, well I mean, no one's going to pat them on their head for a garden - like what a dog.......like what a dog needs. 😁 Photo above is a screenshot from Google maps , it is a business in Gunnedah. The front ‘waterwise’ garden, has just 2 varieties of plants in it, (Purple Fountain Grass and BottleBrush with a bit of mulch to keep the weeds at bay) – 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, you guessed it – a thieving hairdresser 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 30 yrs ago, 1992, and, I recall, the salon charged me $90 for a haircut! Back then, $90 - extreme - 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. {mental note, add to ‘wish I was told at 18’: all shop girls will overcharge you, for the resat of your life, thankgoodness online shopping is coming}. 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. Beauty so called therapists are the very worse. Blonde Bimbos. 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! There was an attempt to show me some male business tycoons on youtube who were evil, like Kirby vacuums, but guess what, I can see; always a wife standing right by them, egging them on. 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!! (photo shows 2009, 12mnths after I moved in) . Happy enough with this house, it previously, belonged to David's father who lived there for quite some years including after he got dementia, on his own. It had been vacant for 10 years. So I think it had some bad vibes or memories for David; having to deal with a member of his family with an illness..... he really didn't like coming around to the house, he hated it in fact, he told me that he would burn it down if we were up to him! I wasn't too concerned about the house, I was really only interested in the garden when I was looking for a place to live, but this little cost-cutted house had 3 small bedrooms, so it was fine for me as a single person. (I definitely think it is way too small for a family (I don’t know how they can get away with calling it 3, at least 1 bedroom was way too small, except only for a crib maybe, then storage….). I found it via word-of-mouth and friends. But I have some things to say about real estates; 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. STUPID. 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, with commonsense and human decency getting 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, their kids who have the key, plus and the neighbours. 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 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 / petty theft, and verbal harassment from neighbours, banging/tapping excessive sounds by old men, or car revving/motorbike hooning by Centrelink bimbos, for the sole point of harassment, to be a detrimental interruption of the peace. Although, for the 10 years I was renting at Rangari, I had, I would say, under 10 interactions with my landlord, that is, they did not come around to my place on a regular basis, they never called me, they never did “inspections” – and this, dear rental rule makers, is the key to a long and happy tenancy; the least number of interactions you have with each other, the better. In any rental where stupid young rental girls want to do 3 monthly inspections; the tenancy never lasts. That kind of power tripping intrusion, violating privacy is UNACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOUR to deal with at home. Its bad enough at work! WAKE UP real estates. Wake up Government. That “overstepping” encourages crime and hatred. By the way, that house above was a kit home, or prefabricated, built 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. Girls, 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 And, I noted after having to go to the post office at Gin Gin to collect mail (this was before I was ban from the post office), I witnessed people/retailers who will stalk out a post office waiting for the receiver to pick it up, in order to follow them home to see where they live – inorder to steal. Plus, having to go down to the post office every day is just another chance for a neighbour to take something while out – happened ALL THE TIME, even if all doors and windows were locked. One time I know my neighbour 3 doors down (young man) saw people at my place when I was out, and the next day he was entertaining a “young lady” – this is what the dogs do, so they can continue to steal from me and treat me generally badly- abusively; they pay people to be quite, but this time, payment was in the form of friendly woman. I have seen this at least twice now, so there is bound to me times. 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 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 / centerlink. 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 above sums up that lawyer; but, well, I have since removed that photo and replaced it with my fabric design, as I do not want some little sling shotting young child to start following me around as per the orders of its bimbo mother, trying to get money from me in one form of the other. My fabric design is “1960's POP PERFECTION B17” - Another large print with a repeat that I tried to hide, so you can’t actually see the ‘repeat’ on a length of fabric. I find many repeats ‘un- pleasing to the eye’! 21. Printscreen of my Seed Shop on Ebay Printscreen of my Fabric Shop 22. Jewish Mowing Story Image: I took this photo a few months after I moved in; had already done the chook yard, veges rows and planted the fruit trees. All that short grass that you can see, is the area that got mown, plus more that you can’t see behind the house and down the drive way – a lot isn’t it! – ah to be young again..…plus I did not have a ride on – all done by my hefty Honda mulch push mower. (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 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, not just Jewish people. 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. I mean religion is not a hard and fast ethos, why, at one point, back in the day, the catholic religion didn’t believe in contraception! How absurd, that’s got to be one of the most ridiculous things I’ve ever heard of, and pretty much proof of man-made up rules. I also believe that anything that a lot of people believe and think about, like as in pray, 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 and so the mostly burned candles that they had, actually lasted all night, and so they believed God gave them a miracle with the candles lasting all night. So how about that! I have found in life there seems to be always a sense of humour, underlying everything! {The last 4yrs was drought: a miracle from God so I would not have to kill myself mowing…, however the drought did continue for another 4yrs after the landlord sold it and I was forced to move 👎🥲👎💪 Btw, back then farm cottages where dirt cheap, and this one had water! Heaps of it. I just didn’t know that rich cattle farmers retire 12years before everybody else…..} 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 – they just wanted to breed like rabbits!!) 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 the fishingline around a 40cm long strong plank of wood (scrap from timber mill or tip), 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 - 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 (what the!). 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. And as I update this some years later, and have been totally screwed by most landlords, - just stick a big hook in the ceiling! After move no 4, I was done climbing into roof spaces, so I made an a long A frame hanger from damaged hardwood that was $1 a length from the timber mill at Builyan. Actually, that's one of the hardest things when you rent; finding a place that has everything that YOU PERSONALLY need. It's like everything else was made and built for somebody else, in the past. And specially being on a budget, a budget place pretty much ticks none of my boxes. So a walk-in closet is really the least of my concerns. I have way more important things to be concerned about like privacy, privacy and then privacy. Oh, did I mention privacy? It's pretty much the biggest problem I have found as a single lady, renting. Privacy. 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,

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 I did have here a PDF viewer of all of my Google reviews that were banned but they no longer support the PDF viewer and gee, I wonder why (it's because they can't edit it and hack it). And don't you just love it how they remove their viewer without telling you so there's a great big white gap on my website for God knows how long..... Ban Google reviews of dodgy business on Google Maps (I told you I have stupid blonde dogs who follow me every where I go, and sabotage a best as they can). I have left many reviews, a lot negative, a lot positive. But Google has ban them all, that is, they are still there, I can see them when logged in, but nobody else can see them (such sneaky condascending cunts). So I list them here, and have put them on my Blog. All of these businesses should be fined due to lack of morals and ethics. 1. Allied express 2. Australian Botanical Soaps 3. AutoBarn Bundaberg 4. Awal Medical clinic 5. Barber Street medical practice 6. BBs Hobbies Toys & Collectibles 7. Benaraby Junction Nursery 8. Best Employment Gunnedah 9. Big W Bundaberg 10. Blooms the chemist St Ives 11. Blue Denim jeanery Gunnedah 12. Botanic Gardens, Mount Annan, Sydney 13. Budget Truck Rentals Bundaberg 14. Bundaberg Hospital 15. Bundaberg Northside Produce Agricultural service 16. Bundaberg Outlook Optometrist 17. Bundaberg Public Dental Hospital 18. Bundaberg Tafe Beauty - Hair Beauty and Soul 19. Bundaberg Tender Centre 20. Bunnings Tamworth 21. Calliope rural traders 22. Choice Discount Store Bundaberg 23. Chop Shop Bundaberg 24. Coles Gunnedah 25. Community Solutions Group Gladstone 26. Country Capital Removals Tamworth 27. Crazy Clarks (Sam’s warehouse) 28. Currajong Clinic Gin Gin 29. Dial An Angel North Sydney 30. Discovery Coast Dental and Medical Centre, Agnes Water 31. Domino’s Pizza Gunnedah 32. Easters Tamworth landscape 33. Fish & Chips Take out 34. Friendly’s Hospital Bundaberg 35. Gin Gin Bakery 36. Gin Gin DollarWise Discount 37. Gin Gin Hospital 38. Gin Gin Newsagency 39. Gin Gin Post Office 40. Gin Gin Timber Mill - Boundary Creek Timber 41. Gladstone 4x4 outback 42. Gordan Barry Farm Shop Gunnedah 43. Gordon Turner Motorcycles 44. Gunnedah 45. Gunnedah Council 46. Gunnedah Creative Arts Centre and Gallery Cinema 47. Gunnedah Hire Centre 48. Gunnedah Hospital 49. Gunnedah Hospital UltraSound 50. Gunnedah Jewellers 51. Gunnedah Landcare nursery 52. Gunnedah Newsagency 53. Gunnedah Paint Place 54. Gunnedah Pet Place 55. Gunnedah Pet Vet 56. Gunnedah Rural Health Clinic, Mackellor 57. Gunnedah Saleyards Vet Clinic 58. Gunnedah Shire library 59. Gunnedah State Forestry 60. Gunnedah Workshop Enterprises 61. h&m refrigeration 62. Harvey Norman Gunnedah 63. Harvey Norman Tamworth 64. Heavy Equipment Electrical and Maintenance PTY LTD Bororen 65. Hunter Valley Gardens Garden 66. Imed radiology network Bundaberg 67. iMed Radiology Targo St Bundaberg 68. Jt Fossey Tamworth 69. Just freight Bundaberg 70. Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin QLD 71. Lakes Creek Servo Rockhampton 72. Lamberts Beach 73. MacDonald’s at Bundaberg Takalvan St 74. MacDonalds Ooralea Mackay 75. Mackay / Sarina Council 76. Mackay Botanical Gardens 77. Mackay Radiology 78. Master Mechanical Sarina 79. Middle creek Dam, Sarina 79. Miriam Vale Post Office 80. MITRE 10 Bundaberg 81. MITRE 10 Gunnedah 82. MITRE 10 Sarina 83. Morgan Sewing & Embroidery Centre Harvey Bay 84. Move-It Relocations and Storage Tamworth 85. Myer Hornsby (Permanently closed) 86. Nature care college St Leonard’s Homeopathic college 87. Northapp Appliances Tamworth 88. Opsm Tamworth 89. Prouds the Jewellers Tamworth 90. Sarina Clinic - Dr E Jane Lockwood 91. Sarina Hospital 92. Solomons Carpets 93. Spotlight Tamworth and Bundaberg 94. Subway Gunnedah 95. Summers Westdale, convenience store at Tamworth, on the Gunnedah Rd 96. Tamworth Regional Gallery 97. Target Gunnedah 98. Tessuti Fabrics 99. Thalia nature reserve hotel Port Douglas 100. The Reject Shop, Gunnedah 101. Total Tools Mackay 102. Tyrepower Gin Gin 103. Ubobo General Store 104. Veges Unlimited 105. Woolworths Bundaberg 106. Woolworths Gunnedah 107. Your Discount Chemist Port Macquarie Here they all are: 1. Allied express This company take the cake for the worst courier in Australia, truly hopeless, no one knows anything, and no one cares about anything, so if your parcel goes missing, forget about it, it will not be ever delivered, even though it says on their tracking website that it was delivered. Useless. They steal my time. 2. Australian Botanical Soap - 1/43 Scanlon Dr, Epping VIC It seems this company makes different qualities of soap depending on who they’re selling to; but the price remains the same, no matter what the quality. None of the soaps had a fragrance that lasted longer than a week, as opposed to a bar I purchased from the supermarket on a separate occasion, it had a lovely fragrance, was very strong, and lasted the entire duration that the soap lasted. I feel this company is a "snob" and picks and chooses its customers. Shame on this company for discriminating. 3. AutoBarn Bundaberg I asked for some enamel paint, the guy behind the paint desk, said they don’t use enamel anymore, they only use acrylic, he said he can match the colour to my under-bonnet sticker - which he went and had a look at. However, as you can see from the photo, it’s not a correct colour match, plus on the bottle, it says 1992, when my car is 2009, also the paint that he sold me IS enamel (enamel means it can only be washed up in turps, it’s not water-based like acrylic). And apparently you have to take into consideration paint fade if it is an old car, which he did not. Plus, the lid was broken on the car wash, so now it leaks everywhere, and when I used the back scratcher, it broke. The most overpriced expensive purchase I’ve made online, all year. 4. Awal Medical clinic This clinic does not bulkbill, Pension card holders only. They are greedy snobs. 5. Barber Street Medical Practice, Gunnedah The female reception staff here steal, not only from the doctors, but they pickpocket out of clients shoulder bag at the counter. The receptionists who work here are disgusting people, and need to be shot, all of them. “We didn’t think she would notice…” STUPID WOMEN 6. Benaraby Junction Nursery Huge wonderful nursery, I can always find multiple items I wish to purchase. They are kind of pricey, can you believe the price of Gerberas these days! and they don’t have any tubes for natives -which I prefer when buying natives. Their range of natives has improved over the years thank goodness. The staff are always very helpful and pleasant, but they have sinister money-making motives. I will try to avoid this place in the future, and stick to Landcare nurseries. 7. BBs Hobbies Toys & Collectibles This lot sell little pots of enamel paint in a wide variety of colours. Excellent. However, when I was there, there seemed to be some guy placed in the shop, to watch me to make sure I was kind and courteous to the shop boy – he is narcissist. And, it’s a little weird, as it’s usually young women who do this, female narcissists working for dogs in radio industry, who like to keep tabs on me, they are DISGUSTING. AND so usually not young men who do this. 8. Best Employment Gunnedah, Cassandra Dunstan Run by female bullies who abuse their Centrelink power / stopping full payments for no reason aside from fear terrorizing. Also excluding certain recipients of petrol vouchers and shoe allowance. Plus, the girl in there, Cassandra Dunstan has friends who came and dog attacked me at Gordon Barry’s. Talk about backwards hillbilly behaviour. She formed an alliance with the short blonde girl in Gunnedah who follows me around and steals from me. 9. Big W Bundaberg I can't shop at Big W any more, I simply get harassed and pretty much ‘dog attacked’ by the staff that work there. And it doesn't seem to matter which Big W or if it's online - they are just deadset against me for no known reason. Possibly discriminative reasons. 10. Blooms the chemist St Ives OMG stupid dogs! When I visited this chemist, back in 1998 (?), I was disgusted at the little bully female girl’s behaviour that work there, they ought to be ashamed of themselves, and their disrespectful nature - they hate serving women and they hate people they don’t know, they are truly the epitome of stupid sales girls. I feel that short blonde girl who steals from me was there, and she has been harassing me ever since – such is the nature of stupid dogs? Plus, they charge GST twice, so 20%. Thieves too. 11. Blue Denim Jeanery Gunnedah Sells men’s boots to ladies -ladies need ladies’ boots, otherwise it results in a collapsed arch, very painful, unable to walk for 24mnths. It may have been done deliberate - I can smell dogs. (the same one from Blooms the chemist – not going to pat you on the head) 12. Botanic Gardens, Mount Annan, Sydney Staff here persecute single ladies that attend on their own. The guy at entrance was just plain rude, plus he followed me around in his work Ute (again with this huge problem of people following me after we have spoken and said goodbyes) It amazes me how people can’t handle a woman on her own; get a grip and deal with it Australian simpletons. While I was there, I also had some weird girl following me around near the lake bit (?) and also some devious looking skinny guys with black hair that were all dressed in black and seemed to be ‘pissed’ about something (?) and certainly not the kind of people you would expect to see at a botanical Gardens, infact I don’t think they even went in the gardens, they were just lurking around the carpark near my (black) car (they probably can’t handle women who drive black cars either). Later that day I got really sick with flue, and I believe one of those guys broke into my car and spat in my food that was just sitting on my front seat in my car. (?) Australians are really backwards. WHO exactly is the STUPID RETARD responsible for those people harassing me like that? Persecution. I want compensation. Btw, the garden is huge- and not yet very impressive (back then, it was still young). 13. Budget Truck Rentals Bundaberg OMG, dogs. Why do they employ those stupid phone bimbos who muck everything up? As I was relocating, I could see I would need the truck for another day. So, I phoned them up, asked if I could please return it the following day instead of that afternoon, she said yes, sure. So, we went ahead with our removals making plans to remove the remainder the following day. We just finished for the day, it was 5:05 I received a phone call from Luke at Budget truck rentals in Bundaberg who insisted the girl I spoke to before was lying and they definitely need the truck back by 530 that day (!) I was FURIOUS and I should’ve stood my ground and refused to return it, but I’m not usually in the habit of doing such things, if he wants it back then I’ll return it, even though I was totally riled up and EXHAUSTED, and so on the way out, as it was getting dark and I had not yet switched the lights on the truck, I hit the gate which actually I believe was half shut by the next-door neighbour who thought I had underpaid the removalists. So that ended up costing me an extra $800, (the full Bond) and it was all because of that stupid bimbo on the phone at Budget Truck. So that company, as far as I’m concerned, are in debt to me $800. 14. Bundaberg Hospital Human rights violations, Facebook dogs / misogynistic doctors, and sadistic nurses. The Mental Health Inpatient Unit should be closedown, it’s a total unnecessary scam, built and maintained specifically for job creation - a normal every day healthy person can be imprisoned here against their will at the whim of Dr or police or nurse - human rights violation. 15. Bundaberg Northside Produce Agricultural service Overcharges if you do not pay attention. Deliberate – they think curly long-haired girls don’t notice anything. I so happened to be wearing my bodycam and got the whole thing on camera. Body cams have changed my life. 16. Bundaberg Outlook Optometrist Under the Queensland government concession grants; optometrists are to provide certain health care card holders and pensioners, with one free pair of spectacles every two years. It’s meant to be fully free, however this optometrist charges $35, under the pretence of ‘we need to do thorough extra scans, and that’s how much it cost, and if you don’t want to pay, then go elsewhere’, that’s what the “so lovely” girl on the phone said to me yesterday. March 2024. 17. Bundaberg Public Dental Hospital Very happy with the work from the young girl dentist, (times have changed) But at least one of the rooms (my room) had no spit bowl, so they feed your mouth with this yucky stuff and then ask you to swallow, it it’s quite disgusting, little girls (a swearing/soap thing). And more TV blaring. Yuk. Kookas see everything you idiots. 18. Bundaberg Tafe Beauty - Hair Beauty and Soul OMG, what a disaster. These girls are complete bitches they know exactly what they’re doing and they messed up everything, and they did it deliberately. I was left with a huge big scolding square embossed mark on my inner thigh, plus none of the hairs were waxed, they were somehow shaved off, creating ‘stubble’ the following day - something I have not had for at least 25 years. Plus, my waxing ointment with Borage essential oil, was stolen from my house, I suspect them. They are completely revolting and I have a nicknamed them ‘the Bundaberg bimbos’, who really should be sued. 19. Bundaberg Tender Centre – 2nd hand shop They charge the seller 25% of the sale price, then they also charge the buyer 13% of winning bid, plus $2 processing fee. So that is way too much, in my opinion, especially since all those items have already had GST paid on them when they were sold brand new. I felt they were personally stealing from me, the family that run it are all blondes, and I suspect they did not like me as I am brunette. Real. I was glad when I removed the last item that did not sell from that place. Any item that sold was way under bid, (like $200 worth of stuff sold for $4) and half my stuff did not sell. But the concept is brilliant - where you can put 2nd hand items in, on consignment. Unlike ebay, there is only 1 chance to make a bid offer on the weekend in person. And you can bid under the reserve, if no one else made a bid, the seller may accept it on Sunday night (actually they have 3 days to decide whether to accept it or not) You can only have your stuff in for 3 consecutive weekends, (then take out for 2 weekends, then put back in if you wish) Monday to Thursday. (Friday, they set up) They do not take stuff that is broken, does not work, or looks shabby. They have an excellent mailing list, and email notification system. They just take too much profit. 20. Bunnings Tamworth Over the last 10 years whenever I have visited Bunnings in Tamworth, without fail, something of mine would be stolen, either out of the car in the carpark or when I got home out of the car, or from my locked home. WITHOUT FAIL, EVERY SINGLE BLOODY TIME. I have no idea who they are, but I recall a female staff member who was short and had blonde hair, she was present when items have been stolen on several occasions, on other occasions, my bag has been ‘pickpocketed’, and I believe staff knew at the very least about it– IT IS A GAME FOR THEM I can only tell you, that if a thieving staff member sees me at Bunnings, then they know my house is empty and an open target, also, the lengths they go to for these small petty items, tells me, it is not the item they are interested in, it is the GAME, which female staff partakes in. it seems to be a whole big female network. They also play God on the voice over microphone – they are OFFENSIVE. I will never shop there again. Rachael Wainberg’s sister, aka Cate Rogers had something to do with it? I think it was her who steals in the “not touching” sneaky female method? 21. Calliope rural traders These little girls charge more than what they state, over the counter, they overcharge people who use their toilets. They are the dogs- Katrina and Paulette. Toilet Dogs. 22. Choice Discount Store Bundaberg, Johanna Blvd Dog Bullies work there now - they follow me around the store and harass me, (I forgot to wear my bodycam - actually, they sent a guy to distract me in the car park, so I would forget it) BIMBOS WHO STEAL and sabotage FOOD (as in fight club the movie - copycats) what is wrong with them? Fuck women are stupid. I certainly won’t ever be shopping there again. Also, by the way, these are exactly the dogs (that I previously mentioned on many occasions) that follow me home to my place, and harass me at my home, they often go to the neighbors / park outside the neighbors, and beep, yell and harass -what is wrong with women? get a brain? I mean, God gave you one, USE IT. {Why do I have this extraordinary problem of her female harassment whenever I go shopping out in public? Fuck off and leave me alone} 23. Bundy Chop Shop The last time I was there, I was overcharged by $6.45 the girl with the brand spanking new car did it. As per usual, whenever she’s there, I get overcharged. I won’t be shopping there again-they lose. Stealing is not a form of flirtation. I suspect they play the “Robin Hood” game, same as Gunnedah Butcher, Mitre 10 Bundaberg and Gin Gin Bakery. 24. Coles Gunnedah I used to shop at this store early in the morning just after it opened at 7. (Before home deliveries) The staff here, I found unbearable - their main aim was to try to manipulate what I buy, so if I put an item into my trolley that they didn’t like, they threw a tantrum -kind of hard to explain, but making a loud noises, banging and carrying on was part of it. Also, whenever I went into the bathroom aisle, one of the staff would go ahead of me and remove any of the items that were on my list, so I could never buy soft toothbrush/toothpaste at the Coles. Their harassing behaviour was so bad, at one point I opted to wear headphones so I could not hear their loudspeaker shenanigans at such an early time when hardly anyone else was in store – so arrogant they were. I had a list, and I was sticking to it, I felt like some staff were trying to thwart my list, so I would “lose” and not “win” if I did not get everything on my list (key to winning is not being concerned with what other people are doing, and if needed, block them out, to fully focus on goal - it’s easy to get distracted, especially if your goal isn’t seemingly that important.) When I told Woolworths what was going on at the Coles store, Woolworths arranged for home deliveries from their store at Tamworth, which by the way was 70km away - so 3 cheers for Woolworths. Someone else said I ought to get a real dog, a bulldog or some such, so if I were annoyed at this harassment, the dog would “skitchem” -that would definatly work. But I have tried to avoiding being a dog owner, I find dogs too time consuming, smelly, expensive and tiresome -even though it may have helped with the petty thievers too – but those thieves are sneaky, bringing food would be something they would do, as expense and money is not the reason they steal from me. They steal from me because they do not have any control over me, and are left wondering why they are feeling annoyed – they are stupid. I suspect these people, doing this “tantrums” was the same person/people (same coward) who stole my goggles out of my car when they were trying to “teach me a lesson” of how and where to park - same mental health disorder. Do you see how I am just like Dr Carl – he attracts people in need of a Dr. I attract people in need of a Shrink! 25. Community solutions group Gladstone Virus and flue are passed out here by staff. Also, way too crowded, bit like speed dating, but with 5 staff members trying to bide my attention. Male and female. Hordes of unemployed. Hordes in Gladstone. This place is a party zone – an unwanted one. 26. Country Capital Removals Tamworth This guy is awesome - honest and reliable. 27. Crazy Clarks (Sam’s warehouse) When I shopped here, the people at crazy Clarks would send in an inconspicuous girl, (A brunette bimbo) who would follow me around the shop, in a deceptive spy like manner. I’m guessing, to see If I would shoplift. Well, no wonder these people are called crazy, because that is a crazy thing to do, since I don’t shoplift, and never have. (don’t they have cameras for that?) But the implication that I do is most likely why I was unemployed in Gunnedah. Burn in hell you stupid bloody rumour manipulators. According to Google, Crazy Clarks has since closedown. 28. Currajong Clinic Gin Gin This doctor needs permission from his receptionist before he can write out a referrals, he will also keep you waiting longer than necessary particularly if you’re in pain. Bimbo receptionist problems. 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. But the Chiro there is excellent, he diagnosed a foot problem I’ve had for two years - previous GPs failed to diagnose it. But he overcharges people on Chronic Disease Management plan, greedy health professionals. 29. Dial An Angel North Sydney OMG – so bad! Highly unorganised, by extreme bitchy young house wife types. Pretty sure no longer in operation. 30. Discovery Coast Dental and Medical Centre, Agnes Water This doctor gave Tetanus for cat scratch, - causes five months of major pain, unable to lift arm up. Tetanus is NOT necessary, (antibiotics work just fine on all related medical situations, even for something deep and serious) and any Dr knows it. Aside from that one time, every other time I’ve been there was excellent, they bulk bill plus they do dentist work -brilliant. I suspect the receptionist may have had something to do with doctors’ prescription of tetanus. Such is my experience with doctors’ receptionists and pain. 31. Domino’s pizza Gunnedah If you order a Hawaiian, they will give you pepperoni - they do it deliberately, the bimbos that work there think it’s funny to muck up orders. 32. Easters Tamworth landscape While I was parked out front of the head office in Hume ST, a tall brunette man broke into my car and stole my gum seeds that I had just collected from Bulga rd, that morning. I did not see the man do it, I just saw a man behaving suspiciously before I entered the water feature shed nearby. However, when I walked back over to the head office, the people there, about 5 girls, were behaving extraordinarily strange, I believe in retrospect, because they saw the man break into my car while I was in their water feature shed. But did not say anything. Which makes them just as guilty. They either aid and abetted him, or wanted to protect him. They are guilty dogs. (Also, the fibreglass trough I purchased from them, sprung a leak a few weeks later) 33. Fish & Chips Take out I deliberately left out the name, as this applies to all take outs – they reuse their oil, and this constant heating changes the chemical properties of the oil and causes heartburn. Some people believe it causes cancer – scientist believe this. I also believe it causes skin moles; raised brown face pimple like spots. But oooh, I remember the potato scallops from my childhood, by-gosh they don’t make them like that anymore! Sooo good. (Thank God for apples! some people don’t know the secret about apples and heartburn, if you have heartburn, and you eat an Apple, voilà problem gone! apples are truly a miracle food) 34. Friendly’s Hospital Bundaberg This place is like a cattle yard. 35. Gin Gin Bakery To sum up…. the staff steal by overcharging customers they do not like or know, in order to give discounts or ‘free’ foods to their friends (or people they think ‘special’) female bimbo network. 36. Gin Gin DollarWise Discount Store The owner, another female zombie victim, by blond bimbos who now dye their hair black. Owner has to be accompanied by 3 old men and she still harasses me every time I go there, she’s offensive, passive aggressive. I never will shop there again. 37. Gin Gin Hospital OMG. Hospital is attached to the private doctor in the next building, when I passed through, there were women who suddenly followed me, and went into the next room, next to where I was when I was speaking with the nurse Annette about my foot Care Plan, they harassed me with verbal intimidation, which is a common thing that stupid dog girls do, I usually ignore them. But after I left, they still followed me, broke into my car and stole my care plan document. Also, when I spoke to the nurse about she was meant to give me 5 appointments for my Collapsed Arch, but she somehow mucked it up, or actually, I believe she gave my appointments to someone else hence why my documents were stolen, when I questioned her about why, was I having problems at the chiro who refused to treat me, she told me to come in again, and she didn’t tell me that she put me on a new care plan, and so I was charged an extra $20 by the Physio and Chyro. A thieving tactic. Plus, 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. I bet that girl was just being difficult, I know 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. So, it might be a bit difficult to understand what I’m saying here, but basically, they screwed me in the typical female way. I suspect they have come up with a way to steal physio visits from other people’s care plans too?? Later, a 2nd Care plan was stolen from my car too. And also, Friendly’s hospital in Bundaberg, said I had to wait 3 mnths to see their podiatrist too, copycats who copycat bitches, their hero’s. So, I had to pay $100 to see podiatrist, when I should not have had to pay anything, plus the podiatrist failed to see collapsed arch anyway, making her useless and pointless, and also, she poked and prodded my foot for 45 minutes, and so my whole left leg swelled up and I could not bend my knee, plus my left boob had sharp pain – truly clueless. And 5 years later I still have the injury due to no care or treatment available if you are not filthy rich. - courtesy of the Australian Government. 38. Gin Gin Newsagency Owner refused to serve me, and was rude, also refused to post a pinup ‘For Sale’ poster on the community pin board outside the shop - she is disgraceful and needs a male supervisor. 39. Gin Gin Post Office Evil witches work here – This service is a public government run business and they have banned me because I wear a cam recorder to record everything I go through during the day - they don’t want their bad behaviour caught on camera so they just ban me. It’s disgusting that they can get away with this, and the PIO did nothing about it- shame on the Australian government. I get harassed in a very passive aggressive way every time I go to this post office. And see, the proof, they do not want to be caught on camera, so they simply ban me, no other reason. Plus, they have stolen 22 mail items in the past seven months that I’ve been here. I’ve not had this particular mail theft at any other location. Btw, it is not in any way, illegal to record anything you see during the day and upload it to social media (unless it is of a private nature, like sex). 40. Gin Gin Timber Mill - Boundary Creek Timber I did venture to my local timber mill, and they informed me that they can’t provide me with any live edge timber! It’s like they hardly knew what I was talking about and said I should go on Facebook, try there! You know back in the 80s, when you’re suddenly talking to a Chinaman about some faulty product, and he goes “Oh no, no, can’t speak no English”. It was like that! But the Chinaman can speak English, and the timber guy did know what I was talking about, he just refused to sell me any! So, I cannot find a live timber edge anywhere in Queensland. He also was reluctant to sell me timber decking for my planters. I could NOT purchase any from him. They discriminate. Big thumbs down, and they would be one of those companies that relies on government contracts, rather than seek out buyers. Welfare company. 41. Gladstone 4x4 outback The owner of this company‘s, wife, wanted to charge me $50 more than the original quote, but when I went to pay at checkout later that afternoon, she wasn’t there, any more, and the boss charged me the original quote. I find this is typical of business man’s wives; wanting to steal from customers by overcharging- very typical - they all do it. I find it strange how the owner type man, chooses to marry complete thieving bimbo types. (your offspring deserves better than a bimbo mother). 42. Gordan Barry Farm Shop Gunnedah The bullies who copy Charlotte Powel work there. The whole farming community in Gunnedah is a disgrace – socially inept hill-bullies (not to mention arrogant and rich). That was the only farm shop in Gunnedah then, which means they had the monopoly, on all the farmers businesses in the area. I mean that owner must be filthy rich. There used to be two, and I remember when I was younger, comparing prices and choosing the one that was cheaper, - I kept notes! It wasn’t too long after that before the other one closed down, and it’s actually really unfortunate that this happened, so choosing the cheaper one, isn’t always the best option. The one that stayed ‘alive’ was run by mongrel bitches. Btw, the only reason they sold anything to me, was because I was introduced to them by another farmer wife I knew, like apparently, it’s a big deal, and if I wasn’t introduced to them, so they didn’t know me, they would be most likely overcharging, or may be disrespectful. As far as I’m concerned, they were rude and disrespectful towards me anyway, (I suspect they had something to do with the sabotaged hole in workboot, and chook fiascos) so it must be much worse if they don’t know you at all. This is one of those absurd things that has me up at night laughing hysterically! I mean how ridiculous choosing your customers like that, which ones to be ‘nice’ to, which ones to ‘screw’ over, in such a cutthroat world, this is a stupid business model, not to mention basically a form of racism. 43. Gordon Turner Motorcycles Another Business whose wife steals by overcharging people (or the female workers who work there). I usually take my mower here for service, one time when I took it, there was a girl that served me, and she charged me $300 for a mower service - she totally stole from me and ripped me off - she was a bimbo. She thought she could steal from me because “she could” this is a typical bimbo in Gunnedah. I’ve had to move from Gunnedah because every single bimbo in every single shop wanted to steal from me, and that town is just full of stupid bimbos. Enough you bloody airheads. OOOH, IS THE GIRL THERE……… grow up. BTW, what also pisses me off so much about this shop (as most retailers steal from me) but, overcharging me $300, after; Dad has been purchasing from them for the last 30yrs, plus he purchased a lawn mower for me (30th birthday!) from them too, then I proceeded to take it in for service to them every 6mnths for the next 10yrs. Then after purchasing another mower from then, on my last service in to them, they steal by overcharging ($200 aprox). The arrogance and stupidity of women never ceases to amaze. I can tell those women are raped by their husbands every night. I mean they may be fed up women, who are pissed off as now they are old and wise and can see a slight bit of the way the world works – but this is no reason to steal from other innocent women who also can see the way the world works, and as has done so from an early age - way before them. It’s like those women are pissed off because they are married. They feel trapped, and do not have that sense of freedom that unmarried women have. 44. Gunnedah This town is disgusting, made up a small-minded disgusting people. As I’m old and wise now, and have more of a clearer picture of Australia. I believe most of the people who live in town in Gunnedah are used by the farming community, because without those town people, there would be no services, like Woollies and Coles – or Maccas, for the farmers and their families. I feel, in a way, they are tricked into living there. When there are actually much more pleasant areas to live in in Australia (not to mention affordable). If I had of stayed there any longer, they would have killed me. 45. Gunnedah Council The girls who work at Gunnedah council are completely rude, greedy, disrespectful, and think they are superior to the rest of the community. Their main mission is to FIGHT like stupid little bully girls. They assume everyone who enters council owes them money and refuse to pay (I rent – no rates). They send threatening stupid non sensical emails. They will make you wait for no particular reason (the receptionists actually insisted I leave the building and return later) -BIMBO power tripping. The ‘job creation’ that goes on here is DISCUSTING, bitch friends employing other bitch friends. And there are so many things that do not need to be done, but are done, simply to employ bitch friends and their doofus husbands; like roads that do not need to be regraded, or the weir at the river, or roads at Keepit. {The Environmental dep, however, did an excellent job of curtailing the Prickly Pear on my rd.} 46. Gunnedah Creative Arts Centre and Gallery Cinema They banned me from their Facebook group, they are cunts. You know, being old and wise, and being able to see the way the world works with clarity, is all the more reason to encourage those people to take a more active role in social media content, as fed up, pissed off women are able to protest the injustice and absurdities that go on, that others can’t see. Stupid women at Gunnedah council. Also, I did a whole blurb about these thieves in my “water cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery” and “My experience with the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery” photo story, on my Blog. 47. Gunnedah Hire Centre These people stole $100 from me in the form of 'overcharging' at checkout. Typical Gunnedah and Tamworth retailer who steal from customers anyway they can, especially customers that dress well. (Also, previously, that morning, I gave them a whole basket of assorted organic fresh stonefruit (I had 20 fruit trees, and am single, so had excess - you'd think they might refrain from stealing from someone who has given them a basket of goodies like that, but no, not at all) I saw Victoria keen there, it was most likely her and NEGS girl – problem with NEGS girls stealing from me, and acting ‘territorial’. 48. Gunnedah Hospital I would not go here ever again; they have no idea what they are doing. 49. Gunnedah Hospital UltraSound This ultrasound clinic is attached to the hospital (not sure if they are still operating, or maybe now go by the name Alpenglow Australia Gunnedah Diagnostic Imaging – plus they do pathology, and have moved, although I went to that place later, and there were no thieving dogs there). So, at the hospital place, the blonde receptionist tried to charge me $20 for a boob ultrasound -the bimbo receptionist in there did, I think it’s the same one that’s been stalking me from Sydney, she’s from Chatswood. (STEALING BY OVERCHARGING: HUGE PROBLEM IN GUNNEDAH.) Btw, there’s not meant to be any fee if you have a Medicare card for this clinic, she was just being a nasty stupid dog, trying to steal $20, most likely to pocket for herself. Like all the other female dogs in Gunnedah who try to steal from me by overcharging- they are especially related to Health Industry. Bullies, avoid any health-related organizations, stay healthy, eat right. 50. Gunnedah Jewellers When I took my watch here, for a battery replacement, they gave it back to me with a 4mm² hole in the back – you could see right inside it. Bloody hopeless, as it was a water proof swatch. Water proof no longer. So, anyway, every time I stopped at the lights (the one set of lights in Gunnedah) there on the corner was the jewellers, and I was reminded of my watch, and automatically thought “what a fucking hopeless jeweller” I hate to tell you, but that thought alone was enough to put that business, out of business. {And this is the secret conspiracy as to why Centrelink do not want me calling any one or travelling anywhere, as all the bad business’s (and there are a lot) would close down. It pays not to do the wrong thing BY ME. (yet they still do it!) the irony. People cotton on pretty quick; Honest and True). But I recommend, if you come across any dodgy companies, complain, let everyone know about it, because they just keep being dodgy if no one does anything about it. 51. Gunnedah Landcare nursery Discriminators, disrespectful to me purely because I’m single. They are disgraceful! These are the types of people that can be taken to court and sued, they will lose, as they discriminate based on sexuality. I have more to say about this in my “Gunnedah Landcare and Brandan story” 52. Gunnedah Newsagency More Bimbo Bitches who run this store, - they refused to sell me the local paper in their delivery service. (Only me, they deliver to everyone else who wants it) maybe the local paper is not good enough anyway? Stupid bloody dogs doing the opposite of what I want. Do those women have any idea how stupid they are? How on earth did women get the vote. 53. Gunnedah Paint Place Old lady there who ripped me off by opening and thinning the paint, you should have seen how watery it was, ridiculous - weirdos – have permanently closed now. Little hint, if you don’t want to be closed down – don’t steal from customers. 54. Gunnedah Pet Place The owner’s wife tried to beat me up - in the form of Fight Club copycats. Pick on someone your own size you stupid hillbilly. 55. Gunnedah Pet Vet This vet noticed that spot on flea/tick treatment caused Mast Cell tumours, but she did not say anything, my cat died. You know, the whole point of taking my pet to a vet IS SO IT DOES NOT DIE. 56. Gunnedah Rural Health Clinic, Mackellor The receptionist who used to work here was a complete bully bimbo, (stalker from Chatswood Dr) and one of the female doctors that works there has people who torment her and wake her up at night so she becomes a sleepy zombie the next day at work, and then can be easily manipulated to persuade diagnosis and prescriptions. This clinic is a scam, it is run by women who know how to wrought the system. Next bullybimbo reception I come across at a doctor’s office- I’m taking a photo of them and posting them along with a review. Young girls; they are the most stupid, plus they seem to be oblivious to the fact that they are the most stupid. Infuriating. 57. Gunnedah Saleyards Vet Mistook my male cat for a female cat, for desexing -charged me for female anyway. They do not acknowledge concession cards as they say they do. And later I paid in-full on the day, but they sent me an invoice a month later again with an irate email, stating INVOICE OVERDUE; when I told them I paid in full on the day, they banned me from the clinic. STUPID BLOODY COUNTRY BIMBO NAZI IDIOTS. The vets name is Mark Baker. (They also don’t tell customers that spot-on flea/tick treatment causes Mast Cell tumours - a small cancer that causes skin irritation for cats, which in their older years leads to death) INCOMPETENT COWARDS. And by the way, this is exactly the type of thing that was happening to me in the last few years I was at Gunnedah. I was constantly being victimised, and disrespected, and treated badly by everyone in Gunnedah, when I hadn’t done anything to antagonise anyone. I didn’t owe anyone any money. I am completely innocent. Yet still attacked, by all of these stupid stupid bloody dogs, bimbos and businesses. 58. Gunnedah shire libraries Nazi bully staff who don’t give book loan extension to people they don’t like, and they don’t want them reading in library, as they want everyone to be as stupid as them. Due to the stupid dogs at the Gunnedah Council Library, who refused to give me an extension on my library loan for no reason - plus, incahoots with council, gave me a parking ticket for $79 whilst parked outside the Gunnedah library for 2hrs and 2 minutes (Gunnedah is a small country town, with certainly no need for parking signs at all let alone parking inspectors, bloody dogs – later someone told me I was the only person in Gunnedah to ever receive a parking ticket. I hope all woman that work at Gunnedah council get cancer and die, seriously, they all deserve it and are asking for death sentence) Anyway, due that stupid librarian and her stupid council co-horts, those books I asked to get an extension loan for, have been given to charity – in the future, they might not want to be so dog stupid. (I believe the polies have deliberately built a new cancer unit at the Tam hospital due to all the thievery that goes on by the women in this town.) Discriminatory PERSECUTION. I no longer can attend libraries. 59. Gunnedah State Forestry Every time I go here there’s a problem. It’s because, the girl’s there – I have no idea who, but she is DOG 100%, and has a white SUV, who hides in the background and sets up a certain situation that’s rude and disrespectful to me in some way. She is despicable and should be punched out. I don’t know why the owners would allow her in -they must be stupid and brainwashed. (This is not the only shop that lets persecution in) 60. Gunnedah Workshop Enterprises Could someone please shut down that domineering fem despot down (The woodworking guys there are brilliant) 61. H&M refrigeration This business was the appliance repair place registered for LG, but when I tried to arrange a service, it's kind of like they just ignored me, it was like I was talking to a brick wall. I later suspect this company incahoots with Tamworth NorthApp Appliance, stole my whole Fisher and Paykel dishdraw by telling me it was a 'write off', when infact it only needed a new rotor. $1200 thieves. Bret. 62. Harvey Norman Gunnedah Nasty dog women (so sick of) 2 women who worked their refused to serve me when I needed some vacuum bags, deliberately ‘snubbed’ me, - a favoured tactic amongst stupid bitches, and those are the kind of women who let their kids roam around the street at night – trashy women. The injustice of being manipulated by manipulative evil dog women, clueless as to how wrong they are. 63. Harvey Norman Tamworth The female staff here steal off young buyers, I was overcharged $2200 on a massage chair that I purchased about 10 years ago. Because that blonde short sales girl got away with it then, she has tried to steal and stolen from me at other retailers when I visit them in Tamworth, she’s obsessed with me and she’s a thief, and anyone who encourages and supports her - which they all do - are stupid. 64. Heavy Equipment Electrical and Maintenance PTY LTD Owner William Ervine at Bororen heavy machinery messed up a simple replacement of a pull cord on my $1000 generator then refused to refund - have to go through Dept. Fair Trade and now I have no water for the garden - owner, wants to engage in a conflicting relationship with women - this is such a common thing amongst people like that (male and female alike) and it makes me angry. BTW, QLD Fair Trade did NOTHING, they are SO HOPELESS - aid and abet retailer thieves. Waste of $1000+ so called repair. 65. Hunter Valley Gardens Garden The blonde girl that works here overcharged me at entrance, guess she didn’t like my hair. Well actually, I’ve mentioned before how there’s like a network of girls who overcharge me at the checkout, this is another one of them. I call them now, the dog network. I won’t ever be going to this garden ever again, plus when I was there, it was just starting out, plants were very under developed - it certainly wasn’t worth the $30 I had to pay. And a helicopter turned up when I was there, a typical thing sometimes. Associated with overcharging – FUCK OFF. (STILL DO IT RE Veges unlimited) 66. iMed radiology network More female dog bullies 67. iMed Radiology Targo St Bundaberg Something weird going on with the receptionists here, after she had taken my details, and I was seated, she packed up here things and left, and a hoon car drove past beeping hysterically. This happens a lot – dog serves me then takes off in beeping car. FUCK OFF. (still, at Sarina Kmart too 2024) 68. Jt Fossey Tamworth I took my car to Jt Fossey Tamworth for service – the mechanics cut my fuel line, placed a filter on it, so that when it 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) such disrespect I will never be going there ever again. They should be sued. (Then there was a whole ‘thing’ on my from there, with stopping by lollypop council fake road works, so my car stunk up – FUCK OFF YOU BULLIES. (My experience just like this, is the reason my reviews are ban – these bullies with money do not want other people to know how I am treated.) 69. Just freight Bundaberg The girls at the reception depot overcharge ‘in person’ drop offs by $30, compared to website charges; it should be cheaper if parcel brought in to depot anyway. Plus, their drivers do not bother to beep at the shut gate, then I do not know they are there, so they drive off, - I had to make a sign “COURIERS PLEASE BEEP”. They also have communication problems. You know we have SMS and email now…... 70. Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin QLD You have to be married to live here, if you’re not, as a single woman, you will be picked on, and, by basically everyone in the park, not just 1 or 2 bullies (strange how if there is a man present they won’t come near you with a 10ft pole) {this mentality comes down to STUPIDTY (– I’m way more scary!)}. What makes it worse is most of them are complete non-thinkers, who just want to fight, and most of them do it anonymously by removing posters and letters from mail lockers and pin boards, and leaving bitchy anonymous letters in mail lockers, they are pathetic cowards. Having said that, if your partnered - there are a lot of lovely Gums, and houses are nicely spaced apart for a suburban area (if only further spaced please). The electricity is underground which is a huge bonus and in my opinion the whole of Australia should go underground. Having an abundant wildlife is really nice, although not good for vege patch (protection is required) especially having no dogs around is another HUGE bonus; wildlife is safe and there are no noisy dogs barking at night (however there are strange bird calls at night, sometimes I am left in doubt as to whether it is an animal or human making nuisance of themselves). Water gets switched off every summer in hot weather, meaning there is no water for the garden, and only tank water for house supply, everyone runs out - so this makes things a little difficult and people tend to get ‘antsy’ about water consumption as there is no set allowance, 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. WATER PROBLEMS. They did address the water problem with a connection of a 2nd spring down the road, however that one was also switched off this summer too (if they don’t like you, they may turn it off). There are hoons and loud trucks on the nearby highway as well as the typical social problems in any neighbourhood like theft, harassment and bitchy busybodies. Some of the neighbours follow me around, it’s weird and some of them steal. They steal mail, everyone now has a padlock on their box in the communal locker area - there is no mail roadside delivery, only a community locker area, so, special trip into Gin Gin for parcels, it is MOST inconvenient, plus Gin Gin post office has ban me from the post office, so I have no mail service here. MAIL PROBLEMS - if you rely on good postal service, do not purchase here. Sometimes private couriers deliver, sometimes not – they only deliver to me when one of my neighbours is home – it is their stupid game – THEY ARE FROM Bundaberg. There is a notice board in the communal mail area, there seems to be nazis who govern what is posted, something they do not like, is swiftly removed -territorial dog problems, with no one really in charge, so every powertripper wants to be. So not a friendly atmosphere for newcomers. Landlords steal from tenants. But I believe other areas are worse in these sorts of matters. 71. Lakes Creek Servo Rockhampton The girl who works there shortchanges people if they pay in cash - it’s deliberate, sneaky typical woman. 72. Lamberts Beach The first time I visited this beach it was too rough and I couldn’t swim! Who says there’s no wave action up here in North Queensland! However, there is a crocodile sign as well as the deadly stingers. And there is a shark net, obviously designed to protect swimmers, so I guess many people swim here, regardless of the threat of crocs. The surf was so rough here, there’s not a chance there would be any crocodiles anywhere near this area in my opinion. The second time when I went there, it was low tide, still some waves too, although late May, a little, too chilly to swim, but with the cooler waters means no stingers, surfers were about. So, at low tide, I could see all of these little rocks on the sand; would be a little painful underfoot if swimming at high tide. I think the locals should get down there and pick up a rock, on their walks; put them in another designated area - what about on the Spinifex area, which is the other end of the beach, that has been closed off - no access down half of the beach, due to Spinifex growing. Not entirely sure that would be necessary; closing of half the beach, but the local council obviously does think it’s important. Also, it is stated there are showers here, but I did not see any showers, and the toilet block consists of this tiny little push tap, that only works for 10 seconds and it trickles out, so I think they might have some water issues here - Council not planning for adequate water supply? Or perhaps they were dealing with problems of homeless people showering at the beach? who knows. 73. MacDonald’s at Bundaberg Takalvan St The staff at this McDonald’s copy fight club by contaminating food -at least it was alongside the burger, and not actually inside the burger (a dried-up bit of shrivelled something). Bad service, long drive through queues, bad food. I won’t ever be stopping here again. Persecution. The coward Hey bimbo from the radio was there - organized persecution due to bimbo nature of those little girls. 74. MacDonalds Ooralea Mackay Fast and efficient the first time I went there. The second time I went there, the person in the waiting bay in front of me (even though I pre-ordered my quarter pounder via app), proceeded to follow me home and beep at me. The third time they gave me a sausage McMuffin when I ordered a double quarter pounder, through the app – APP PROBLEMS - PERVERTS – so they suck. No returns there. You know what, I had left a positive review for Maccas, maybe they just didn’t like it - they wanted me to say something bad about them. Sickoes. I noted that person beeping and following me could be my neighbour at Sarina, OR A LOOK ALIKE OF HER (they do that a lot, want me to think it’s my neighbour harassing me). My neighbour calls herself Danielle Wilson, (I doubt that’s her name), but she may have stolen my large corningware casserole dish? (But prob more likely that was taken at Gin Gin by my landlord Cate Rogers aka Rachael Wainberg’s 2nd older sister.) 75. Mackay / Sarina Council Apparently Sarina Council is run by Mackay Council, but I noted there is a separate department for Sarina Council, not only in the Roads and Traffic area, but in Admin too. So I blame Sarina Council for sending me dogs who poison my trees. I know this was done deliberately; one day when I was out, just after they had poisoned a tree; when I saw it dead that is, plus at the same time, saw 5 trees I had planted 12mnths prior suddenly had been run over by a council person, and another tree had been dug up and stolen; so, it was the same person I had spoken to previously about my trees, who was placed in front of me and held me up with a lollypop stop sign that day, after I had seen what had happened, and so was really pissed off. I'm thinking maybe she was asking to be run over? Council daring me to do it? - because then they would actually have a reason to get me? - as it is, they don't have any. It annoys them. So basically, they're still are uninvolved twits at Sarina who don't give a flying fuck about the environment or have any morals. As Someone pointed out to me there are many councils across Australia who are doing fantastic work when it comes to encouraging tree planting on median streets, roundabouts, parks etc however I think Sarina and Mackay have issues with territory (territorial dog issues), they don't want members of the public planting any trees, they only want to be deciding where trees go, themselves. They are not being very community minded in this area as far as I'm concerned. Nature is for everyone, not just for who council employees, deciding where they should go. And Mackay council run beam scooters, and the beam scooter people stole from me by charging twice thew amount. So, this could be Council related? Also, I have written on my blog about how I've had problems with councils and lollipop people, doing fake road works, in order to delay certain motorists. And also, how nagging wives pressure Council to give their husbands work, so they do unnecessary roadworks. Well, that stopped when I was at Sarina, but for some reason it has started up again at my new address. 76. Mackay Botanical Gardens The woman who works at the info Centre there, said “no one is allowed to ride scooters in the botanical Gardens”, however there are scooters in the car park of the botanical Gardens, and Mackay Council and Beam, advertise scooters available at the Botanical Gardens in Mackay! So, either, the woman who works at the botanical info centre is mean bitch, or Council and Beam Scooters run their business in a nonsensical manner. It seems Beam bimbo call centre girl copied the mean bitch and would not allow me to ride a scooter anywhere. I then phoned them and demanded some answers, so she arranged for it to suddenly ‘work’ then charged me double the price. Plus, after I left the Botanical Gardens, I had some woman follow me in a white small car, beeping at me. Again. So not a pleasant experience at the botanical Gardens in Mackay, most unpleasant. No returns. 77. Mackay Radiology I have never been here, but when I tried to make an appointment, the reception bimbos, tried to steal $70 from me stating that a biopsy would not be bulk billed. This is typical of medical receptionist, they all try to steal from me in this way, and have so far done so, particularly in Bundaberg, but, I have found if you contact the doctor and tell them that they’re trying to steal $70 - the doctor will contact them and tell them it’s to be bulk billed. So, this is what you have to do when dealing with thieving bimbo receptionists - you have to have a doctor rouse on them. Stupid little girls. In this case, it is actually a little more complicated, and I don’t believe I need to go there. I think the female doctor may have made up a ‘lump’ as the previous ultrasound guy had advised me that there were no lumps. So, I’m not entirely sure what their whole game is? I suspect they’re trying to steal from me because it does cost $1000 if it’s not bulk billed. And it’s boob related, I have found anyone asking you for money for breast cancer; they are thieving bimbos, and don’t actually have breast cancer in the first place. But want money for ‘wellness’ as in a massage and relaxation. (There’s no problem in asking for money for ‘wellness’ but you have to be clear that’s what you’re asking for, otherwise it’s theft.) I will not be making an appointment here. 78. Master Mechanical Sarina The owner muttered under his breath to me, that he was going to steal from me, and then he did! $72.50 plus, he want me to bring back car for $700+ “looking” for problem. When I told him what the problem was – the dashcam. He and his receptionists infact the whole crew down there are thieves. How is this business still in business? Car thieves. {I am new in town, perhaps he thought he could get away with it with a new person?} The CBA did try to recoup my money with a dispute, but they failed. Update, later, much later, months, they recouped my money somehow – CBA can do anything. So again, he told me he was going to STEAL from me, then he did. I know he will be burning in hell. HA karmic dept now. As you know these reviews have been ban from Google, but there are other sites who have not banned me, but one of them got back to me and said I cannot mention the word hell, nor the fact that cba tried to recoup my money – Local Search – UNBELIEVABLE EXPRESSION OPPRESION .com idiots. Sometime later, I had some difficulties with a different car shop (and I hadn't even gone to them, I was trying to make a booking) and someone on Facebook got back to me and said it's because Car people like to put everybody into certain categories, and those certain categories need to attend certain shops. I believe they're trying to do “class” - so people earning that kind of money goes to that shop, and people earning that kind of money goes to that shop in town, etc. So, I'm guessing the really trashy people in town who steal, go to Master Mechanical. 79. Miriam Vale Post Office Girls there are a part of the "Let’s get Emily Bieman kicked out of Miriam Vale" Facebook group (but not the manager, she very professional). 79. Middle Creek dam, Sarina There is something majorly wrong with the people in that small community. There 3 or 4 houses that back onto this dam, and those 4 locals don't really want visitors or tourists to go there, and so they keep the access gate locked (with a padlock), apparently it's run by the ski club, who do not answer their contact email stated on the gate anyway, so this dam is meant to be open to the public, BUT IT'S NOT, and Mackay Council, the ones who are meant to be running it, don't want to upset the locals, so refuse to keep the gate open for access. But if you want to walk down to the shore and not drive, about 100m there's no one stopping you. When I was parked there for 20 minutes or so trying to contact someone to open the gate, one of the locals broke my tail light. Also, one of the residents on Ivory creek stole some of my plants. 80. Mitre 10 Bundaberg The girls who play the “Robin Hood” game are there at the front desk. (Thieves, by overcharging) 81. Mitre 10 Gunnedah The blonde girl that works the key cutting desk refused to cut my key, she had no reason, she does not know me, I was polite and courteous, she just refused to serve me. She was a zombie and made the shopping experience very unpleasant and I won’t be shopping there ever again. EVER. Stupid blonde. 82. Mitre 10 Sarina Small change THIEVES. Also, staff allows Centrelink call centre staff to serve and stalk customers? Why don’t they just shoot themselves in the foot. Later they poisoned me in the nursery. Dogs on the radio there – stupid ones who stalk me; ah fuck off. I won’t be shopping there ever again. EVER. Stupid blonde. 83. Morgan Sewing & Embroidery Centre Harvey Bay The sewing machine service guy refused to fix my Janome memory craft. I had to throw it out. Waste. I believe it was because the electricity cap was broken, and so he refused to touch it – wussy with no common sense, also deliberate sabotage from existing seamstress business. And Will Ervine / Vanessa Ward, and short blonde girl who follows me around and steals from me was at Gin Gin sewing centre, who was supposed to organize the repair. Deliberate sabotage. 84. Move-It Relocations and Storage Tamworth Another awesome relocator, although these boys tire, come 1-2pm and can be careless. One of the young lads in the big black dual cab follows me around, he may have stolen some things of mine? – The innocent owner would not know of this. (He was also at Colosseum trying to play nazi with me - I suspect he may have attended Limbri infants/primary school when I did, I have a photo of him on my blog, he should be in jail.) and ah fuck off. 85. Myer Hornsby Sales girls who work here refuse to serve girls who are ugly - in fact, I’ve noticed it’s not just this store that does it in Hornsby, a few other stores do it too, salesgirls just can’t handle ugly women - they’re stoopid! When I was shopping for new boots, one young sales girl, at Chatswood mall, almost fainted when she saw my old holy boots!! (BTW, stupid narc blonde, this is her flaw that she has to deal with, it's not something that you should fix, it's not something that you can fix by removing the source of the ‘holy boots’; wake up stupid blonde}. 86. Nature care college St Leonard’s Homeopathic 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 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). 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 this is what happened. However, the way homeopathy works 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? 87. Northapp Appliances Tamworth THESE PEOPLE ARE literally thieves, they should be in jail, the girl skytes about how she can get 'free lunches' from customers by stealing by overcharging. They stole my F&P dishdraw in 2018 (timber fascard) value $1100, plus charged me $90 for the ridiculous fake quote they refused to put in writing. Kelly Sleight, and Bret from Gunnedah H&M refrigeration. F&P bimbo call girls are to blame too. THIEVES. Finally in 2024 that place ceased operation, but they simply may have opened under a different name. 88. Opsm Tamworth Just go elsewhere - girl deliberately broke my sunglasses that needed to be repaired, as she didn’t like the colour pink, my glasses were pink, just totally unprofessional. The women that work there need a male supervisa, such bimbos. 89. Proud the Jewellers Tamworth DOGS. This Jeweller said they would charge so much for my item over the counter, in public, but when I checked my credit card statement, they charged 5% more – they skim off their customers – they are dishonourable thieves and homophobes (they think I am gay!). Other business in Tamworth do it too, it seems to be common practice in this country town, like Westdale Family Meats on the Gunnedah Rd. Now I have to check every single receipt from every single purchase, made from every single business. Since I did this – heaps of business overcharge. And the other Jeweller in town was unable to swap over my battery on my Swatch Watch – THEY REFUSED ME SERVICE – they are hopeless country hics that copy the stupid thieving bimbo blonde dogs at Bunnings and Harvey Norman. Plus google tried to save both these dog companies by hiding them in the search results from me when I went to review them 2YRS LATER. More dogs. Dogs saving dogs – FUCK OFF YOU DESCRIMINATING THIEVES. 90. Sarina Clinic - Dr E Jane Lockwood Receptionists was UNABALE to make an appointment for me, I believe they put me through to Telstra bimbo? So, I am unable to go to this clinic, and they do not take appointments online for the first appointment. Later when I got an appointment they all behaved atrociously, involving passive aggressive signs - that clinic ought to be closed down. 91. Sarina Hospital I was treated well, they cure me (that in itself is a miracle), but there is some girl who works there, who now follows me around Sarina, and tries to steal from me. She looks like Emma Finylason from Gunnedah. I had dozens of items stolen after I visited that hospital – thieves could be hospital related? 92. Solomons carpets A lot of product and variety to choose from, plus friendly, healthy, normal commonsense staff. I recommend Solomons carpets. Although I think the guy in there was hiding from me at first! The radio was blaring. People are weird. 93. Spotlight Tamworth and Bundaberg Whenever I go to Spotlight something of mine get stolen from out of my house (same as what they do if I go to Bunnings) -there is also a network of girl thieves that work at Spotlights. Plus, someone who works there and knows me (I suspect an old NEGS girl) goes and gets girls that I have known in my past to serve me (usually bullies from my past), it is those girls that steal from me? I’m pretty sure they’re girls from RMIT in Melbourne (who were all thieves, the whole class, except me, I was a mature student - I call that generation the fucked generation). The last time I contacted spotlight. I had 2 spatulas and some herb tea from my kitchen stolen. Plus, they muck up every order I place (wrong colour, not right qty…...) although my last online order I received the best purchase, I think I have ever made, ever! – a pink shag rug! Thanks. 94. Subway Gunnedah The bullies (the dogs) that stalk and steal from me are in cahoots with this business. It should be closed down, due to workers having no morals. They only serve their friends or married women, and do not serve single ladies. I love the internet and social media, it gives everyone a voice, not just the persecutory bullies. Actually this situation is reminiscence of my review listed above at BB's hobbies, toys and collectibles; I mentioned there was a guy in there watching me, to try to catch me out behaving disrespectfully in someway - which of course I never do, but this has been a continuous theme in some shops – actually I think I have worked out the shops – they only do it with shops that have bimbos working there? See, it could be related to an incident in Chatswood with a receptionist at a doctor clinic, who couldn't manage to make my appointment on the day I requested, and I had to repeat myself, 3 times, and lost a little patience and noted a ‘tone’ in my voice as I was repeating myself. To which she must have took offence, but unlike a normal person, this stupid girl, has then proceeded to follow me around for the next 20 years causing massive problems especially at doctor receptionists? I have nicknamed her ‘my very own personal blonde stalking bimbo’. She should be locked up as far as I am concerned – she has a major mental health problem, and its not a typical ‘crazy’ problem, it’s a problem concerning her EGO. A real affliction. So at first when I noticed these people watching me in a public shop to see what I said, I was kind of offended because I always act respectfully, and a little bit of ‘attitude tone’ every now and again is sometimes called for and certainly not out of line or disrespectful when you're dealing with someone being difficult such as that stupid blonde bimbo from Chatswood! In fact I thought for someone to come into the shop like that to apply that unseen pressure, they must be a narcissist. But after all of these years now, and experience with other people, and their behaviour when they think no one's looking – some of them are so bad and revolting, that I guess I don't really care if there's someone in there trying to judge the situation. It would be to my benefit. (Maybe they knew about my tile story too!). 95. Summers Westdale, convenience store at Tamworth, on the Gunnedah Rd OMG, the young girl who worked there when I visited this shop needs a bullet to the ear; you are disgusting, you stupid little bully dog. You disgust me, and you are not worthy to be alive. Thieving little dogs go to hell. HA In this situation and actually I think many situations there have been people who act in these despicable ways, and they're not aware of their own behaviour, they can just see an opportunity, a path, where they can trade selfishly, without thinking too much about anything or caring, or applying empathy, it's like a free little power trip, a free little bully exercise, that is so small and slight, that they know that they won't be held accountable. Except if I wrote my Blog, then those people who have just been doing the same thing over and over again, non-thinkingly tormenting, are able to stand back and look at the big picture of what they have been doing – they can finally see, they have extreme problems. I think a part of what my blog has done, has exposed a lot of bullies who think that they're just perfectly normal, in their behaviour, and not wrong or mistaken at all. 96. Tamworth Regional Art Gallery Girls there deliberately hide the toilet paper when they see me coming – bunch of bully bimbos. You won’t catch me setting foot in that place ever again, by the way, the reason I was there: I had artwork in the young artist exhibition, and it sold. I think I saw Alicia White, 1 of about 4 hurling abuse at me telling me I stink – must be a dog. Ah fuck off. 97. Target Gunnedah Just a really unpleasant shopping experience. When I was there I found several clothing items that I wanted, I took them all into the dressing room to try on, I was pleased, lovely big fit, and decided to purchase (btw, when I was in the dressing room, I noticed that there were cameras above, so they could see into the dressing room - just kind of pervy in my opinion, although from my understanding of women I can imagine there would be a lot of theft that would take place in the dressing room, anyway, I didn’t like someone watching me via camera so I made a point of hiding myself from the camera whilst changing.) So, I took the items back to the desk ready to purchase, but wanted to look around the shop for other items, so I left the clothing at the checkout desk. I came back, I paid, I went home. The next day I wore one of the garments, and realized, after I’ve been wearing it for a couple of hours, that it was the wrong size, they had actually swapped over the garment that I left on the checkout desk for a smaller size. I was furious, I specifically chose a large size, as I like big sloppy jumpers and loose fit clothing. So not only do they possible spy on women in the dressing rooms, but they trick you by selling you things that you don’t want and that are too small. (It may have been a MOP (member of the public) that swapped items over, and not sales staff - stupid MOPS)?? 98. Tessuti Fabrics (formerly Fantasy Fabrics) When I shopped there, back when it was Fantasy Fabrics, there were some major dog problems with the female staff. One of them accusing me of chopping up their fabrics with scissors! Stupid (I later saw that woman on Australia ABC telly – total cockanninnie territorial dog, who the ABC, for some reason was either protecting or rewarding? Who knows what they were doing with her. But, do they, or do they not, shoot dogs that bite people?? Because that was just what it was like, a stray dog biting me in that shop). AH FUCK OFF. – again, this problem of total bimbos following me around and climbing on my back, and tormenting me FUCK OFF - do I need to purchase a hat, maybe a T shirt with these words????? Does this happen in other countries or is it just an Australian bimbo thing? You know I think this very thing, this situation involving these stupid women, and they’re non thinking ‘blind as bats’ behaviour, is the main reason why I have been banned - it's like the powers that be (whoever they are, I suspect, not the government), does not want to make it public that this is what women are like; nobody wants to make it public that some women are completely stupid and non-thinkers. Nobody wants to acknowledge this stupid human factor - WELL shame on you, because you can't fix something that you're not aware of – AND THIS BEHAVIOR CAN BE FIXED, ITS JUST A MATTER OF AWARENENSS. SO, anyone trying to oppress me by banning me, (and there's been a lot) you are completely WRONG. 99. Thalia nature reserve hotel Port Douglas Treat their customers like dogs, and don’t clean the Aircon filters thus causing sickness -there was a girl in high heel pacing outside my Hutt, where the Aircon was on the Veranda, for about an hour after I had gone to bed? Could be deliberate virus??? They have a carpark and a service where they will go and get your car (-car park is a fair hike from reception), when I asked for my car politely, the person at the reception said “we don’t offer that service to dogs” -seriously word for word. People that work here, need to be bom-woken. (I believe there has been a movement of politicians, and movie industry people, who have done just that, over the last 20 years! Lol). 100. The Reject Shop, Gunnedah OMG the staff that work here steal from me. I purchase items, put them in my bag, and before the day is over, someone has literally pickpocketed them out of my bag. I’m not sure whether they’re doing it when it’s on my shoulder or perhaps when it’s in the car, or perhaps even from within house, but by the time I get home, they’re gone. So, I’ve had a lot of things stolen from the shop in this manner, (I have had to put Velcro on my bag) brand new reading glasses are most definitely targeted. And one of the checkoutgirls, I noticed, was a lookalike of my little brother ‘s wife - I feel this was done deliberately. This shop has since closed. I suspect Cate Cameron from Walcha is involved. ry people, who have done just that, over the last 20 years! Lol). 101. Total Tools Mackay The caulking glue I purchased here was rock hard-set brand new, and the female staff here refused to refund me. I believe they knew it was set, but hoped customers would not be bothered to return it, so they would not have to refund. They did not want to lose on their faulty glue. Thus, they are thieves, the accountant, specifically refused to refund me. I suspect like that blonde bimbo from Chatswood, there is also a blonde bimbo here who is stalking me at Mackay, I think she may have been at Veges unlimited who stole potatoes from me – ah, fuck off blonde bimbo- I am not ever going to be patting you on your head you stupid little girl. You are the one who fucked up, not me. So deal with it you fat looser. 102. Tyrepower Gin Gin Over charges people who are not local, over charges women. I doubt they actually did any service at all when my car was there for service, as my car cam was left on while it was there 3hrs,- and no action at all!! I believe they work incahoots with car people, possibly Telstra related, who mess with my car dash lights and electronics, to cause fake problems? 103. Ubobo General Store This petrol station/corner store, has a big HUGE chocolate brown cat who lives there, it sprawls out in the car park, where everyone drives up to get petrol! So, all the customers have to dodge it. The girl that works here skims the cream of each bottle they sell, for the cat!! Unbelievable. The owner is a genuine good guy, helps customers and his friendly to all, (just naive about women). That cat would simply lay out in the middle of the drive way parking area, not only was he big with a big fluffy tail, but he was brown - most unusual. I’ve never seen a brown cat before or since. BTW, she was not even careful with the cream jar, like if it had a drip down the side, she just put the lid back on and then turn it round the other way on the shelf, so customers couldn’t see it! Some women! Such little girls. 104. Veges Unlimited Mackay This business behaves one way when you're instore in the middle of the day and there's many people about; and then behave another way if you're in there early first thing, and there's no one else instore - they steal and overcharge if there's no one looking. This behaviour is unfortunately really common amongst certain retailers (and other people, usually female though), and is UNACCEPTABLE. I will no longer be shopping at this pathetic dodgy fruit shop. Take your dishonesty and shove it up your A. (Potato theft) I'm beginning to see that some silly female bimbos, think that if someone is not local, and not from Mackay then they don't have to serve them properly, and it's okay to steal from them. I seriously think this is their attitude. Either that or they are just plain discriminating against me. The radio dogs were their too. I seriously hate business who have a radio or tv on while I am there shopping – HATE IT. Suspected blonde bimbo harasser? 105. Woollies Avoca Bundaberg Either the driver or the packer unwrapped my Toasted Almonds, and removed about 15g - My money is on the driver stopping and giving it to the neighbors -as I saw him stop at the neighbors before my house. Also, I received 2kg of mince that was grey there was something majorly wrong with it, because of the Almonds and a few other issues, I believe this mince was sabotaged deliberately, in the fight club manner. By the way, at Coles butchery, I once spoke to the butcher there, she said it was a pleasure serving me. This is the difference between Cole’s butcher and Woolworths’s butcher! Having said that, the Coles at Mackay is by far thew worst Coles I have encounted, those girls give me off diary products, stale bread, leaking bottles, swapped over produce with reduced quality…. the ‘bad’ list goes on and on with them. They are trash. 106. Woolworths Gunnedah When I used to go there, there was a speckly staff girl that would obsess about me, there’s also someone in a black car that was there whenever I was there at 7 o’clock in the morning - actually I think those two were in cahoots, and they put items that were on my list, on yellow ticket special -when it became apparent to other people who work there that this is what they did, then, another girl used to put items through twice a check out to try and rip me off? This was the same mousy girl that worked at the reject shop and used to steal from me. The Butcher boys are just like fight club, and mess up food - unfortunately I have found all Woolworths have this common theme in their butchery. I am trying to do something about this, but they think it’s really cool, the movie industry has a lot to answer for. 107. Your Discount Chemist Port Macquarie These bitchy girls insisted I send them .65c after I checked out online. For no reason, (they made one up) they said if I did not pay, they would not send the remainder of my order. They created a fake TOLL. Will not be shopping there again – they lose way more than .65c (they then also sent me the wrong shoe size and sold male as female shoe, then said it was unisex, trying to inflict pain on people’s feet) 119 Horton Street Port Macquarie 108. Bunnings And of course, BUNNINGS, special mention again, - they steal, they lie, they cheat. They play God. They have big egos. So, after years and years of thefts, I (with help from certain police) have just had a realization about who is stealing from me and where they are from, I want to share this story in order to warn other young single ladies of the sharks out there that are trying to ‘get ya’. It started 20 yrs ago when I was young and pretty!!! I was set up at Bunnings inorder for staff at Bunnings to have someone to prey on: “We want to #^$% with that girl” – a power tripping exercise. And since then, - since they got away with ripping me off, whenever I go to Bunnings, they follow me around after I leave the store and know where I live and who is around, they know when I go to their store, my house is empty, so that they can just call someone and send them in to the house to steal (they have many connections) – they turn the power off first so my CCTV does not catch them. I come home, clocks are flashing and something, usually 1 item of no real monetary value has been taken. So, the realization that I know who they are, and now there are cameras that work without power, I have not had anything stolen since my last trip into Bunnings at Bundaberg 3 months ago. –of course, I no longer shop at Bunnings, but unfortunately the girl at the local hardware here steals from me too – a general hardware problem, I only shop online now – of course they try to steal my mail, currently working on that (FastWay Couriers, thieves) Btw, in retrospect I now recognize ones of the thieves, a tall blonde (practically albino) guy – he burgled me and my flat mates flat in Sydney in 1992. So, this is a fully organized crime ring, (run by women who get ‘thugs’ to do their dirty work, and I suspect they have connections to the school I attended, they have money) make no mistake these people are real. And they try to steal from me anyway they can. They picked on the wrong ‘small frame’ girl. I am going to get ya! Btw, these people and the thieving blonde sales girls at Harvey Norman made sure they silenced me by having me banned from Facebook – any new account is automatically deleted within 12hrs, NOW that’s oppression. (ban for 4years) But I persist, persistence is the key for people (the actually good ‘thinking’ people) to listen and do something (but since they can’t even get those greedy Bunnings mongrels to pay taxes, there is not much hope, still, the thieving at my house has stopped for 3months – in 20yrs that’s a record. 109. Google Review And if I could review google review, it would be 0 stars, oppressive Nazis there too, for removing my reviews that aren’t ‘bimbo smile’ - someone told me that the complainer to Google, was saying that I had mental health issues and that nothing here was true, - and that’s why they banned me. Such witches of Salem tactics. What a bullying scam that is!! everything I say here is true and I do not have any mental health issues. What an injustice going on here Google. And people are so easily manipulated, so stupid that is. Also, Local Search ban me, but they did it passive aggressive, by simply not approving my Gunnedah Library review, under the pretence that if I accuse the librarian of being friends with Gunnedah council, then that would “make them open for legal action” - that’s what they told me. AS IF ! YOU LITTLE IDIOTS. They also said I am not allowed to use the words discriminatory or persecutory. Well, it’s obvious they are friends with the librarian, and are trying to protect them. – shame on them for biased reviews only. 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. 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

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 Life Stories P6 1. My Pool Sold - My pride My joy This is my pool. Oh well, it was my pool, I should say. I purchased it, I built it. I kept it clean. I chose the ‘green’ liner, which I loved, especially when the sun shone through. Every time I went up there for a swim, {at least twice a day in summer}. I had this big grin on my face, and I systematically would just burst into laughter every so often. My pride and my joy, my pool. As close to the ocean as I would get, so I thought at the time. My favourite exercise in it was Zigzagging down the pool, from side to side; pushing off from the wall hard, flexing all my muscles, then gliding to the next spot! I loved it, and since my arms were ‘spent’ after furious knitting, this exercise was an enjoyable and gratifying alternative. The pool, at 2.2m was perfect for this fun activity. {I made a note of describing my ‘happy feelings’ in this story, about my pool - not to show vulnerability (as some suspect), but to show that you don't actually need other people to make you happy. You need to find things that make you happy, whether that be swimming, or having someone to snuggle up to: but you don't actually need other people, is my point - part of the psychological barrier that some people don't seem to get over in life. This ‘didi’ was stolen, so I suspect it's important to know in life. I've said it before my blog; All you need his water.} However, sadly the property sold and the new owners (neighbours), asked me to leave. They didn’t even have anyone lined up to move in. And I bet it remains vacant still to this day. But, my plan was to take the pool with me if I ever had to leave, and set it up at my next address – I had built it with this in mind, and everything was removable and ‘impermanent’. I had even put a slight decline at one end for easy water removal. However, after the forced 5th relocation since Rangari, with no suitable place for a long 25m pool, and ‘spent’ arms, I realized I would have to sell it. (25mx2.2m and 1.2m deep). So sad. I had major difficulty selling it. I paid in total just over $25000. It eventually sold it (2yrs later) on ebay for $207.50 to woman with 2 teenage boys and a BMW, from Brisbane. They got the highest bid, after it was set at $200. Can you believe that. She later told me she got her car the same way, she only paid $20000 for a $100000 brand new car. I suspect DOG NEWTWORK. But, also, it had actually sold 12mnths before for $5000, but the bidder never turned up to collect it, they paid – but never collected! Weird huh! I think it may have been related to ‘Wainberg’ aka Cate Rogers my landlord, someone worked out who she was before me. ”LEAVE LEAVE!!!” I spent the $5000 on food over the next 12mnths. Meat. But, I really miss it. {least I am now near a beach, even if it has stingers and crocs} Btw, at the time of building, when I arranged the excavation for the flat ground, I had no idea on the general cost of excavation, and there was only one excavator in town, man by the name of Durham, he came out, gave me a quote for $1300. I had to agree. But after he finished the work, he sent me an invoice for $1741.52 (as you can see from the invoice above). So, I wasn’t too impressed about that. What he had done was call his son out mid-way through the day to help him, and he charged me for his son!! Can you believe that. Plus, at the end of the day they had gone up to their truck which was about 100m from the house, so I had gone back to the house, and I was waiting for them to leave. They seem to be sitting in the truck for about five minutes. Just thought it was odd. But the next day I went back up to the excavated area, which I have to say, was done quite well, even though I told him not to do any compacting (books say that you’ve got to just scrape the dirt away, if you have to backfill, it doesn’t work as it compacts later. So, he backfilled half of it {but I didn’t have any problems from the backfill work, he must have really compacted it}. Anyway, when I went back up to the area the following day, my good long metal tape measure, that I had deliberately left by the fence, a huge big 30 meter long one, was gone! I know that one of those people or both of them had come back in that five minutes and have taken my tape measure. I was completely pissed off about it. TOTALLY PISSED OFF. I mean, possibly I should have been more pissed off with the fact that they’ve charge me additional $400 over the quote, but I was so pissed off and had stolen my tape measure, that this was my priority right then: I phoned their number up, it was still early in the morning, 730am, and I spoke to his wife Vicky. She said he was still asleep; can she help, I told him that one of them had stolen my tape measure, and she said no that can’t be right, but I insisted that they did. She said “I’ll just go and check their work box and the truck” She came back on the phone very annoyed and she said yes, you’re right, it is in their stuff. So, I said I’ll just deduct the $30 from the invoice. FUCKING ARSHOLES father and son. Unbelievable. But I can tell you it does not usually go that way after someone steals. They always deny it; just lucky I got his wife. Btw, my neighbours when I moved briefly into lawyer Long Cottage at Gunnedah were another wealthy lawyer family, although, I was to learn that they had moved, and guess who was living in that house now – THE EXCAVATOR!! So, he’s overcharging and stealing, and as a result, he’s like the richest man in town!! An excavator! I’m sure he studied long and hard for that job! Geez, some people really know how to be “democratic” don’t they? When I moved to Gin Gin, I was considering putting the pool up there instead of selling it, I even got a quote for excavation: guess how much: $200 What a Gunnedah scam! 2. Important Back info you should know - Slipped Disc story I want to put this here because I wish I knew it at the time. One day outside gardening/fencing, I slipped my disc in my back, when it happened, I was unable to walk, could barely crawl into bed from outside {It was just like that scene from the 80’s show “The Good Life” when Tom was fixing his diy home generator in the basement, and did his back in!}. I was in A LOT of pain. BUT apparently, as I did try to get inside, I made my back a whole heap worse, and the pain and immobility lasted for months. BUT if I had just lay down on the ground straight away, for at least 15 minutes - lying straight, legs straight, arms by your side, preferably on flat level ground, then your disc will slip back into place, and you’ll be able to get up and walk away no problems, without any more pain, (especially if your young), then you can concentrate on doing some strengthening exercises for your back. (Instead of spending the next few months in a whole heap of pain, and eventually getting a chiro to fix the problem – hooray, I could finally ditch my roller chair). After I realized this, I seemed to be teased greatly for knowing this fact, certain people (I will not be naming names) said it was bullshit. It’s not; my back slipped out again 10yrs later, I tried my technique, and voilà, it worked exactly as I said. Australians, they still suffer greatly from Tall Poppy syndrome, especially the media industry. (Tony Collette does not think nutrition and health starts from within the womb when the baby is developing – they clueless) (Do not overdose on vitamins tablets - can happen.....) Having said that, I know there is some woman, who can pinch nerves in the spine via distraction (without touching it). She is evil (Witches of Salem), and should be shot. She takes pleasure in inflicting pain on my back; rack off you stupid little dog, you are not magic, you are just a dysfunctional sadist, go and find someone who is actually into that kind of thing, and into you, AS I AM NOT (you moron). I am going to put my back story here, it’s on my list of Dr visits, on my Life Stores page too! After I slipped my disc, my whole left leg and foot swelled up, very painful, could hardly walk, I believe it’s called Sciatica? It was never diagnosed; as 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 (I will never go back to that incompetent hospital). After months of pain and immobility, it was a Chyro who fixed my back, in literally 2 seconds flat. Gunnedah chiro charges $40 a pop, no Medicare rebate, but actually, I think back now, that Chiro who fixed it was in Melbourne, as it was the advice of my then flatmate, {Mat, who I was not too keen on, and in the end, booted him out, he was friends with that stupid blonde bimbo stalker that looks like a miniature version of Marylin Munroe, at Petersham}, but, before I booted him out, he heard about my sore back, and suggested I see a chiro (perhaps he saw all the stupid bitch bimbos at RMIT, and took pity, decided to offer me some helpful advice?) Now, I am not sure how I found the chiro that I visited in Melbourne, (maybe Mat recommended?) I cannot even recall where it was, or what he looked like, all I remember is, he fixed it, fast as a flash. 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 too, (not like 2022, quote for chiro yesterday, $300 for first visit in Mackay – as if, thieving receptionists). Unfortunately, some 10 years after that I was doing some strenuous work, and I had more slipped disc problems, but with my technique of lying in a straight flat position until the discs slip back in) then later putting in my lap pool, I basically cured myself of back pain. I am free of back pain! FREE!! well, for the most part. (As you know by now I was forced to move, and now have no pool, something else that has been stolen). So, I am having some weird back problems, a little different than slipped disc. So, it was my lap pool that I invested in at Rangari, that strengthen the muscles so the disc would not slip out again. It was the definitive ‘fixer’ for my back. I highly recommend swimming if you have back problems. Actually, I remember maybe a few months later after the chiro, and I had moved back to Gunnedah, I started doing some laps, and one day as I was going along the black line in the 50m pool, I heard and felt “click click”; it was my back realigning itself. I want to point out even though I had a 25meter pool, and I’m well familiar with swimming in both 50 meter and 25 meter. I feel if you have a spine problem, specifically you really need the length of the 50 meter to find your stride and pace yourself, with your slow but steady momentum - so your body has time to adjust and realign. You don’t want to be stopping and turning or doing any somersaults, you just need that slow and steady rhythm so your back can realign. Breathing both sides preferably. Course, if you just want to strengthen your back muscles, 25m fine, 15m or 20m, all good. When I had my pool up and running, I started running laps too, aswell as doing some Cha Cha steps – I had just learnt a Cha Cha step, (fast fast fast fast slow slow!) My calf muscles certainly got strong; I looked like one of those female body builders from the 70’s! I miss my pool. 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, and she did not believe someone like me (woman of slight frame in my early 30’s), could have back injury - she was either stupid, or stupidly manipulated by the short blonde bitch who stalks me, that was at Gunnedah hospital. 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. And I’m going to write this bit again; it’s about when I was at RMIT, I heard about the other campus on the other side of town, had a Chiro clinic consisting of 4th year university students. Anyone could go there for a cheaper 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 those incompetent silly twits. So, I think the stupid short girl with blonde hair, and possibly Cathy Goldman (dog from NEGS who was obsessed with me), may have sabotaged that appointment? I’m not sure, I can only hope it was them, and not just the way they always are – stupidly incompetent? I just remember it quite well. SO BAD. In 2022, I have a couple of back problems again, as now I have no lap pool, and sore foot, so no exercise for 5 years. And again, no treatment. The dogs stole all my physio appointments on my care plans – plus again, really no physios who will do massage on me. Prejudice. Still resting, lying flat seems to be the best treatment. Otherwise, the only other thing I might recommend is daily massage, I am certain this would cure everything. (I might win the lotto!!). I said before, I may have got back problems due to “powers that be” seeing I am missing out on child labour birth pain, so gave me sciatica; “how dare you miss out on the womanly pain of child birth!” Photo from London Spine Unit 3. My 25m Lap Pool story with winning race story A few years back just after my father died and I had received proceeds of the sale of his house (unfortunately divided by 4 - if only I had been an only child ^jgkgf*dgljlfsaa#aks$ak$@aah 😀) Anyway, I have decided with my money, I was going to get a lap pool ($25000) plus some solar panels ($14000) to run it. This will be inorder to lose some weight, and fix my 3 slipped discs in my back, plus I love to swim and where I live in Gunnedah was really hot. Plus being low income, I found there was really no ‘play’ in my life, so, I felt I needed some sort of hope and joy in my life. Anyone on low income can’t really travel anywhere, and especially me, with my situation of having dogs who follow me around everywhere (Watch Dogs – Dolly Pardon) – so, I don’t actually want to go anywhere. Well maybe a nice remote island and beach would be nice…. My landlord was at least 15yrs away from retirement age, plus he said it would be fine. So, after paying the manufacturer (John Kozur from Affordable Pools) for my pool, in full, I had to wait for it to arrive, I had to wait, and wait, and wait as the manufacturer decided to take a holiday just as the money went through, and then when he came back, he was like, messing about, and it wasn’t for a good 4 months until the pool arrived. 4 mnths! BUT then I had to wait again, as he had not included all the parts required measurements, and as I was a ‘girl’ he thought I had made the mistake – so, I had to take the manufacturer to court twice to get all the parts that I paid for, he was so dodgy, a misogynist. So in this time I was angry, because I could’ve had the pool up and running as soon as I paid for it which was summer, and instead I had to just slug it out on the couch in the heat, knitting, and I was knitting furiously thinking the whole time that I should be swimming: so what happened, my arm really copped a beating in that period of several months of anger knitting -and I developed a problem in my arms from over use; repetitive syndrome, basically it’s just inflammation in the joints which causes pain. That, also with my history of ‘dumbbell’ overuse as a swimmer in my youth (we did not know about resistance training back then) plus all the chain sawing I had done on the farm; so, because of the damage done to my arms, when the lap pool was finally up and ready, I couldn’t actually do my freestyle laps, (!) plus the cold water seemed to adversely affect my bones. But it wasn’t all bad as I installed a diy solar system, and actually I’m a very creative person, and I came up with a whole lot of other exercises to do aside from freestyle; so slow breaststroke was ok, and running in water was excellent, pushing off the side of the pool wall over to the other side all up and down the 25m - this I felt was really good – flexing muscles aswell as gentle cardio, plus dancing was a great way to lose weight, plus the music made it fun! I got so trim, fit and terrific in this time. Sadly, I was forced to move (bullies stole my house and garden) after only three years of having the pool so it was a total loss anyway (another story about that, turns out my landlord knew he was selling in 3yrs and that I would have to leave, but he never said anything. ARSHOLE. (I did resell it for $6500 2yrs later after having had to cart it around to 5, (yes 5) new addresses) and I sold the solar panels for $4000 (they cost $14000 and made NO DIFFERENCE to my bill, infact it want up even though I had noflow pump on pool), so that $4000 paid for “Move-It Relocations and Storage” Tamworth – up to QLD) Such is bitch landlords, LUCKY I do not have kids - I recommend not having kids. Here is a good spot for this pool related story: I mentioned that I spent most of my childhood in the water. I did swimming training in primary school, every morning with mom! We rode our bikes up there, she dragged me out of bed at 6 o’clock. And when the end of year swimming carnival came round in grade 6, I managed to win Senior Girl Champion, with a big trophy and a photo in the paper and all. The following year, I went away to boarding school, and I didn’t have mum to get me out of bed every morning, so I was like, I am definitely not going swimming training yoohoo! Plus, there was no pool nearby, and it was freezing at 6 o’clock in the morning in Armidale. So, 4 years went by without swimming, except fun swims at school holidays. But then in year 10, at the end of the year carnival, I was dragged into a race, it was like an ‘all inclusion’ race – “we’re going to get everyone, even people who can’t swim, into the pool to swim!” such are the antics of girls at school. So, like there’s a whole bunch of people in the race, all squashed in, and I took off after the gun went, I wasn’t really swimming very fast, I kind of thought it was a bit of a joke, but I ended up coming second to the known popular fast swimmer in our year, even though I was going really slow, and so the girls insisted that I join the swimming club, and compete the next year. So, I did. And, I devised a plan; because I didn’t really think I was that good at swimming still, because I had stopped swimming training for the past four years, but I knew from my year 6 carnival, that the fastest time I did was it in the heats at the beginning of the day, and by the time you get through all the other races at the end of the day, and do the last swim, my time was atrocious - so bad, just would’ve been from exhaustion after swimming all day long. So, at the year 11 swimming carnival, I only swam in my heat, to get a fast time, then I’d know, I would be chosen to represent New South Wales in the all-important end of the day Relay race, which is NSW vs QLD, which was a big deal at the school every year, and is what everybody is waiting for. So, I swam in my heat, and I won- only the person who was at the end of the lanes, watching to see who won, a teacher by the name of Mrs Windeyer, said that I didn’t win, and the girl next to me won! I’m like, okay - even though I knew I won. I just kind of didn’t worry about it though, because I had a plan, and as long as they checked the times then it would work still. Although I wasn’t really sure that they would check, because you know, the politics of swimming, well, the politics of any social situation, involving women especially, there’s usually a pecking order, and I definitely was nowhere near even the middle, let alone at the top, (I don’t do pecking order, still don’t) So for me to win a race - this would ruffle the feathers of certain teachers, who like to think of their predictions of who can excel and who can’t, as accurate. And I guess they had already put me in a box. (Actually, looking back at my school years that school, this is so true I can’t believe it, and their attitude is ‘caught on’ by the girls too.) So, I thought they might definitely overlook the fact that I won, and choose the girl next to me who was the popular one, in which case, that would be bad, because then they would lose the relay - they needed me. So, I’m waiting around all day for the end of the day race, while everybody else in the swimming club were doing all the races, all the different strokes, all the things that you do in a swimming carnival. But not me, just sitting, waiting, biding my time. Finally, it’s getting closer to the time of the big race, the sports captain, her name was Sally Skipper, I still remember her, blonde hair, skinny, she said, and she made a big deal in fact, I suspect she might have known what happened in the heat, but she said that she checked the times, and I was definitely faster, therefore I would be the final swimmer in the relay, so good for her. I went ahead with the race and of course we won, and it was purely because I hadn’t swum in any other races that day, whereas the girl from Queensland, had gone in every race, so she was exhausted, and I was able to beat her (normally if she wasn’t exhausted, I knew that she would be able to beat me, she was a really fast swimmer from Brisbane) So that’s my winning race story from school. And you know what, this situation, it’s kind of like what happened to my pool; I hadn’t been swimming for so long, certainly no pool out on the farm at Rangari, no waterholes even, the nearest beach was 600km away. So finally, after years of not swimming, I put in my above ground lap pool, and I had a pool! and it was fantastic! For 3 years I found my love of swimming again. I had won again. And what do you know, so someone comes along and takes my pool away “no you didn’t win, I’ll see to it.” Such is bitch pecking order in Australia…. (Same with my trees planted at new address - they were all killed by arshole "YOU DID NOT WIN YOU LOSE"} 4. Running Tally of all Above Ground Pool Costs with Sabotage story Running Tally of all Above Ground Pool Costs with Sabotage story Affordable pools - initial pool cost, 25mx2.2m lap pool, above grnd $14424.70 Liner (It was meant to be included, but Affordable pools refused) $2200 Excavation $1285 Heat pump $1485 (later sold brnew for $400) Pump lowflow eco $122.50 Petrol $200 Sunshower fittings $50 50mm pipe, Bunnings(10 lengths 50mm cat 12 x 3m $24ea) $224 Phonecalls $20 Reece $13.86 2 Concrete slab, perlite $30, concrete $10.50, mdf $12 $52.50 Wooden crate petrol / poles $10 Shade cloth $135.00 Pavers $70 Concrete pavers $16 Concrete pavers $32 Swingset for cover (later used pvc and star pickets) $12 Petrol and time / printouts for court re skimmerbox $220 Take off faucet for the eyeball $4.60 Compactor $60 Duct tape $7.50 Rio rod for pool cover (stolen at Gin Gin) $13.50 Cover $431.60 Pool roller $61 Sand (what a rip off) $440 2 x 30m Tapemeasures $30 Laser level $94 Cordless drill $150 Thermometer $13.45 Shed $365.003.7m x 1.52m Translucent roof $25 Poly tunnel 2” $230 Shade cloth $292.00 Metal 60mm cutter $10.66 More Dural fittings $4.76 Rope $33.00 Teflon tape $5 Black Pvc for lining sand $100 2” poly extra $11.89 Dural Irrigation $497.01 Bunnings silicon, rubber coupling $21.00 Glue $8.64 Reece $36 13mm poly for solar 1600m first lot $470 25mm pvc for water fall 1 only so far $9 Chlorine for emargancy $40 Extra costs later 2nd skimmer $220 More Dural fittings $97.51 Reece Solar PVC (cat9, so hope it will not blow $230 Replacement pump lowflow eco $189.00 Solar Pump 1hp $109 Solar Pump no 2 just incase no 1 breaks .5hp $54 Salt $7 /25kg bag, once a month (x12) per year; $77 Hydrochloric Acid $49 /20L, once a month (x12) per year; $588 Total Costs so far -EXCLUDING electricity and my investment of my 5kw Solar Panel System (at $14000 with NO reduction in electricity bill, only increase - this was a total waste, as my pump was a special low flow one, meaning it did not really ‘clean’ my pool, and I spent a lot of time sweeping by hand all the dead bacteria, as no creepcrawly would work on such a low flow pump. (can’t remember if I included the liner?) $23399.18 Also, it took over 12mths for all the parts to be supplied from Affordable pools – OVER 12MNTHS! See, this list of costs was stolen off my blog and online too – mmm, gee, I wonder why!! Oh, only because they over charged me in all these costs. Especially for the initial pool, John Kozur, as all the extras like the pump, skimmer, liner etc. was meant to be included, but pretty much nothing extra was included. Not to mention he forgot part of the order, then took off overseas for 3mnths for holiday, so I could not do anything that whole time. And when he got back, then he did not believe me, he thought I had made a mistake, as I was a woman. IDIOT. I had to take him to tribunal through a court so he could see, he made a mistake. He just refused to listened to me, a mere woman. His wife and kids must be fairly incompetant for him to think that all woman are incapable of building a simple lap pool. It’s just a process, it was easy. And actually, I’m not really a ‘go with the flow’ type of person, I like to do things my way, because I like to put time, effort and research into things I do. I like to choose environmentally friendly ways. I like to choose smart ways above cost cutting. I like to do things the proper way. That pool would have lasted 100 years plus+ such a waste. Secret misogynist landlord – punished for being single and not a home owner -he knew I would be leaving in 3yrs, as they were selling to Carters, but he said NOTHING. Arshole Arshole. (Reminds me of my cousin, the one who had ‘issues’ with his mum, and so but took out is anger of her, on me. David must have some ‘anger issues’ towards his wife – or possible, and more likely, his daughters.) And stop putting spelling mistakes in my writing to try and discredit me, computer nerd hackers. As I was building my pool, a neighbour or landlord, put a rock on top of my freshly compacted sand one evening after I had retired, under the newly laid Liner, Prob David Heywood; Neighbour put large rock on top of sand, under pool liner, after I had finished laying the black plastic, and left for the day. So, when I started laying the green liner the next morning, I did not see the rock, as when I checked it the day before, it was all perfect, no rocks at all. (ofcourse). This is such typical retarded stupid ‘little boy’ Australian attitude “we can’t have this girl outdraw us, so let’s muck up whatever she’s doing. TYPICAL arshole behaviour, typical male behavior. Your pathetic. I had 3 neighbours on that farm, they were Heath Barwick, David Heywood and Steve Carter - one of them did it. (BTW, I blame primary school teachers for most of the total dysfunction in society). Single woman persecution. 5. So, as a Child I was this Unbelievable Fussy Eater My Vege patch at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia, Jan 2011 Just look at me now! Actually, I found that growing my own vegetables organically, greatly improves the flavour of vegetables. In fact, I would never buy vegetables from the supermarket now, as the difference is quite extreme and especially the factor of going directly from garden to kitchen within a few hours, sometimes minutes, is probably the most notable difference in flavour. I did try some organic chicken from one of the chooks that was killed, but for me there was really no difference in the flavour. So, I figured as long as you grow your own veggies, then purchase (preferably organic grass fed) meat at the supermarket or butchers, you’ll be getting the maximum nutrition and flavour that you can get. Although I should mention when I had to move, and no longer had my veggie patch, aside from practically starving until I noticed purslane - thank God for purslane, purslane is a true superfood, seriously you should look it up, it’s so healthy, if you eat Purslane on a weekly basis, I’m pretty sure you won’t ever get sick from any nutrition related diseases, plus will fend off any bad cells (cancer). When I found this out, I started growing tubes of it to sell, but absolutely no-one in the Gladstone, Bundaberg, Gin Gin, Wide Bay area, wanted to buy any, I think Queenslanders are bunch of uneducated and unhealthy Australians. Anyway, what I was getting at, was these days they have new technology which enables food suppliers to preserve vegetables in a way that doesn’t change the taste too badly, like it did in the old days. I think it’s called snap freeze. I did try some peas that were snap frozen, but, I’m sorry, there’s just no way they compare to fresh homegrown peas from the garden, the size and the flavour is like chalk and cheese) So, as I considered my garden, and vegetable garden, where stolen from me, I also consider my good health stolen. FRESH VEGETABLES ARE VITAL IN NOT GETTING SICK. So back to my story of what I wanted to say; So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater. I would really give my mother a hard time, if I didn’t like something, I simply wouldn’t eat it, even if she spent hours cooking a fancy meal - if I didn’t like it, I would just REFUSE to eat it. My mother had no idea how to handle such a fussy child, as she used to cook good food, and take pride in knowing fancy cooking techniques. My mother didn’t believe in junk food or processed food. I mean she was actually pretty food savvy for her time (MLC graduate), and she was a total ‘health nut’, very conscious of how to be healthy, she got dad to grow fresh organic veges for the family. Plus, we lived out of town so there were no corner shops that we could go down and buy any sweets or treats, there was no Maccas back then either. But instead of my mother caving in and handing out sweet treats, ‘to shut the child up’ (like most bimbo mothers), she stuck to her guns and insisted we eat healthy. As a result I was slim and never got sick as a child ever and have an extremely good immune. If I was hungry out of mealtimes, then I can distinctly hear my mother’s voice still now, “Well, have a piece of fruit!” I didn’t feel I was starved in anyway, and it wasn’t my intention to be ‘skinny’ at all, and a lot of positive health benefits have come because of being thin. I was never sick as a child (mostly, read all later). I didn’t get the flue until I moved to Sydney as a fashion student (mistake moving to Sydney, the flue is a tell). My mother was naturally petite woman, and we 4 kids were all skinny too. But when I left for boarding school at age 11, the food situation got pretty dire, especially as I was so influenced by the older girls who were constantly telling me the food was so awful, and so, of course, if it was awful, I wasn’t going to even try it – 11yr old girls are not really known for their common sense, nor did I have any concept of needing nutrition, needing fuel for your body - actually today, now, I still get a little stumped by this, because back then I could easily skip meals, and it would not have ANY effect on me, I wouldn't feel giddy or dizzy, or weak. I could still run around the oval perfectly fine. However now at age 51, if I skip a meal, or if I'm even late for lunch, oh my gosh, my body starts going into like, little panic mode, and I get really dizzy and weak! I guess I just put it down to the young being strong, and as you get older you get weaker. Allthough I do eat a lot of sweet treats now, and plan on eating more; knowing about mum and her illness, health is not as important. The eating ritual back at school consists of 12 girls to a table, with 2 older girls at each end (I feel this is a TOTALLY UNACCEPTABLE way for a young teen girl to be expected to eat right/ look after herself in this manner). Anyway, so basically at this junction in my life I was getting very thin. By the time year 8 came, I was skin and bone, it would have been a problem at this point, unbeknownst to me. But luckily, I believe, I had the hand of God come down out of the sky, and insinuate “if you want to survive this school, then you are a going to have to get tall” (unfortunately being small attracts bullies, another story…s.) So, this hand of God, came about in the form of my Aunt Di, and that year for Christmas, my aunt was staying with us, and she definitely noticed there was a problem, (it is easy for an outsider to look in on a situation and see what’s going on, they often have a much clearer view than someone who is close to the situation). So, she took me aside and proposed a deal with me, she said, “Emily since I’m a seamstress and can sew clothes and since you’re a young teenage girl who loves clothes, if you put on some weight, I will sew you a whole heap of clothes”. To me, this was just music to my ears, as I did love clothing, and I actually later graduated and went on into the fashion industry. But hearing this clear-cut deal, I made it my mission to eat, even though I was fussy, there was some foods I did like, so I picked those things out and ate unbelievable amounts of food – like, at lunch, we were served a plate of bread, and you could eat as much as you want, so, I would have at least 10 slices of bread every day for lunch. I mean I would really eat as much as I could, and I was always going back to the kitchen for seconds, all the kitchen ladies knew me!! The other girls noticed it, because I was literally the skinniest girl in the school yet, I was consuming volumes if not mountains of food, some of them went nuts with jealousy (back then it was still desirable to be unhealthily thin, and I want to mention there is this stigma about not being greedy, and being ladylike -these rules need to be thrown out the window, young growing girls need to eat as much, if not more than their dads.) So, I did put on some weight and went from being a very very skinny girl to just a slim trim and terrific girl. There was a huge added bonus; because I was always one of the shortest girls in the class, (all my life, short - oompaloompa) suddenly when I started eating (it was year nine), I had this phenomenal growth spurt and I shot right up and became tall (!). So I really believe now, looking back, when I see short people, I think maybe they did not have an aunt who proposed such a deal to them in their teen days, and are thus slightly ‘stunted’ from lack of nutrition. They didn’t know how important it was to eat right. Especially back then, diet wasn’t as big a thing as it is now. Nutrition is fundamentally important, I believe it (and fun exercise) also is responsible for waking the ‘Sleeping Beauty’ phenomenon - a young girl cannot be fully aware of what is going on around her, if she does not have proper nutrition and activities. I also believe adequate diet in childhood (including in the womb) contributes to intelligence/comprehension, commonsense and civility. IT IS VERY IMPORTANT, life is about food! Oh, and if you’re a mum racking your brain with a problem in your family, and you can’t figure out what to do about it, just mention it to family or friends, it is the key. Someone may just have an offhand remark, and the problem may be sorted. {btw, mum didn’t understand little things like, if she had of served the salad individually, and not with salad dressing, I would’ve quite happily eaten it. I didn’t have a pallet for vinegar when I was young, especially the commercial bottles that she used to buy, there was no such thing as balsamic back then, and mayonnaise – yuk, I still refuse to eat that, its whipped oil – so horrid!!!}. Also, it is normal for kids to be fussy, so they can have a chance to discover new foods as they go get older, on their life journey. If they couldn’t make these new discoveries, then unsatisfaction in their meals would ensue! Did you know I never liked caramel when I was young – too sweet ! can you believe that (now, Lindt Caramel Square Milk Bag!! mmm). Also, I recommend not allowing kids to have tomato sauce or soft drinks, that way you can keep their palettes pure – no excess sugar or salt. BTW, I think there were 1 or 2 times when I was accused of being greedy by people who did not know me to well. Now, I basically went through my whole teenage years as a thin stick person, so I hate to think what it’s like for someone who’s of normal weight or even over, and healthy, for they dare not reach for a second or third biscuit, in case they have some non-thinking woman (usually somebody else’s thoughtless mother) jumping on their back about how greedy they are. I feel I need to write about my body weight too, and the effect that a virus has on person of slight frame. I have always been slim, and petite, and extremely healthy, never sick as a child. But if you examine my body a little further, you’d noticed that the top half of me is what is petite, but I have quite long and big legs with strong ankles. Actually, my bottom half looks kind of normal, whereas the top half of me has always been petite; slim shoulders, slim hips (although I have quite a large chest due to my swimming days of my youth). So, anyway, after I got infected with a virus at the nursing home, (due to burning my throat with hydrochloric acid whist cleaning, and destroying the immune‘s first port of call DAMMIT!) the virus really affected the top half of me, pretty much, it felt like every part of the top half of me has changed, and is now weak from the virus, whereas my legs are just the same now as they were before. I truly believe it’s because the top half of me was so petite, it wasn’t strong enough to handle the virus, unlike my legs (I would have a hefty kick you wouldn’t believe!). A good spot to add this observation – over the years, as an adult, I have noted, that I have some complete idiot retarded moron, who sometimes, starts revving his/her motorbike (in the past it has been other modes of transport) but at the moment it’s a motorbike, and they start revving it and racing it up and down my outside my house, - I’ve noticed this happens when I haven’t eaten in a few hours. Like being late for lunch or dinner is somehow driving this idiot complete stranger nuts? I mean there are way worse things than skipping a meal. For instance, I’ve just relocated, and have had to do all the heavy lifting by myself, and I can assure you, for a petite, that’s way worse than skipping a meal. It does long-term damage to my body, and it causes nerve damage. So that idiot needs to get a grip on reality, and mind his/her own business. Who do you think you are? I’ll tell you; you are no one to me. Oh, and sometimes I note, my neighbour will hang around at their home until I go to eat, then they leave - this happens a lot, at Gin Gin, and I just noticed here aswell. Not a coincidence – MIND YOUR OWN GODDAM business, you little cretin with no thoughts of your own. 6. The cunning plans of Mother Nature; Sneaky yet brilliant little camelian weeds and my Andrew Lloyd Webber‘s Cats the musical plant story Purchased some carnation seed from an eBay seller. I grew them and it turned out to be this little white flower which was a weed. The foliage was very similar to carnations. I’m guessing this grew amongst the sellers carnations -when she went to collect the seed it was caught as well, she did not notice. The foliage looks so the same, and I’ve ended up with a weed. I find weeds can do this – it is a bit of a mother nature magic trick. They are very sneaky and cunning; you can grow something out in you vege patch or flower bed, and then suddenly, an extremely similar looking plant pops up, right next to it, and you’ve got to look twice as you’re doing the weeding, “is that a weed or another seedling?” And wonder where on earth that weed came from, that looks almost identical to my flower – which btw, are usually exotics from other countries, plus, my garden out at Rangari had never been inhabited before. So where did the seed come from? Indeed, it is like mother nature and that weed, had a mischievous plan to trick the gardener so it can grow there, and tried not be diligently weeded like all the other weeds. I want to add, as a gardener, this has happened no less than 3 times on 3 different plants!! I recall when I was at school, sharing a dorm with another girl, she had a plant, and I had read that plants can respond to classical music. So I went and chased down the flavour of the month music at that particular time, which happened to be Andrew Lloyd Webber‘s Cats the musical, and we played it to this plant softly, all day while we were at school. We raced home to see if anything had happened, I kid you not, her plant had grown a 30cm shoot, a single stem straight up into the air!! We kept it on the following day, and again another 10cm worth of growth on that stem, the following day another 5cm. This plant just seem to be growing this single stem shoot, straight up into the air, there didn’t appear to be any leaves on it, it was a little odd looking, but that was proof as far as we’re concerned, they do respond to music! 7. Am I the type of person that is a victim, and Tricia Chook Show Story I want to write down a little part of my personality, because with all this bullying and thievery that goes on, I really feel like a victim, and that got me thinking, do I have the type of personality that people bully? Or is it purely a rumour, wrong information, reputation thing. I think this story might clarify. At one point in my life, I had chooks, huge big chook yard down the paddock. I had a rooster, the biggest rooster you have ever seen, big white one. He used to guard the chooks fiercely. After a while, he started attacking me when I checked for eggs. I would kick him away, but he would persist, and keep attacking me, and so with each time he attacked me, I would kick a little harder, at first only a gentle push, then harder with each attack, but he just kept on persisting, until finally he copped a blow that was quite hard, I wasn’t holding back at that point, sick of being attacked, it was him or me. I knew if he attacked one more time, I would kill him with the next kick. In that moment the rooster finally got the message, that he would die if he kept attacking me, so he stopped and I didn’t ever have any more problems with him, until the foxes sadly got him. But I had to basically use brute force against this small animal to try and get him to stop attacking me, it was the ONLY WAY. Brute Force. So, there is a part of my personality; if you attack me enough, eventually you’re going to get clobbered. How many times do I get attacked by stupid little dogs? Stupid little dogs. I have to mention on my blog that I often am followed around by blonde bimbos – dogs – this is just what a stray dog would do, so I call them dogs – (you have made you own bed bimbos - I know there are some people, women in particular, who would get offended if they hear me call a woman a dog. Maybe when I was younger in my 20’s, I may have been offended too, but with my life experience now of those women, the word ‘dog’ is like a nice word, considering what they really like. I should add, I had many girl friends at school with blonde hair! I did not think them stupid! Lol, and have encounted many blondes with many brains in my time. I did get charged by a bull once, but the bull was really mad, because he had got stuck in my large chook yard, and I was trying to get him out, but he was refusing, I was chasing him around for ages in the middle of the night ,and pitch black, with my torch. So, he charged me, I ducked behind the large fig tree in there, and picked up a bit of Rio rod, so if he charged me anymore, his eye would be taken out. So instead of charging me, (- this cow could read the situation), he went over next to me, where my large rosemary plant was growing, and he put his whole head down at the base of the plant and lifted the plant up by its roots, and threw it aside! {naughty little bull}. He knew perfectly well that was my rosemary plant, he totally knew what he was doing too. This is how pissed off he was. So, then I realised he was pissed off because he must not know where to get out, he couldn't see how he had gotten in - through a hole in the fence that he had created, he couldn't find the hole again, so I had to go and find the hole and kind of rip it open so it was large and big, so he could get find it easily, when I did that he walked out straight away - he had had enough of me! I tried to find the Chook Show Story, but it is missing, maybe my microsoft search has stopped working? But, in case it has been deliberatley removed, I thought possibly another nail on the head situation, and I need to write about it in more detail; As you know I kept chooks on the farm, one day there was a chook show in Gunnedah, with all sorts of breeds on display and for sale, those people are called “chook fanciers”!! J So off I went and as I was walking around the big shed, I noticed something odd, I believe it was the reaction from other people behind me, slight laughter slight condescension that I did not know, that someone was following me. I turned around and there was this girl literally following me, I had caught her in the act, I stared at her, and it took a moment before she realized she was ‘sprung’, it was like she had done it before, and on a regular basis, and she had never been seen before. So, then she took off. That bloody girl looked like Samantha Coulton’s little sister, (Trisha) a girl from school, Trisha was in the year below me, she had friends in Gunnedah who I was friends with. Actually, I remember when Tricia was expelled; the next year, our form went on an excursion to Sydney, one day we were sent down to a different school to check out their new indoor pool (someone must have been campaigning for a new NEGS pool! Just as a sidebar: I know one of mom's friends, single-handedly raised enough money for her son's school to get a new indoor pool! So, there are many parents who really feel like their child's school is a big part of their community, and I guess they feel 'indebted' to them, for taking care of their children.) Anyway, what I specifically remember though, is that was the school that Trisha ended up at. And she must've heard NEGS girls were coming, and she had come out to the bus area. But all the other girls in front of me just completely passed by Tricia and snubbed her when she said hello - it was quite revolting, I couldn't believe it, like they knew perfectly well who she was, it's not like they didn't see her, (as sometimes it's the case in my experience!), but I saw her, so I said hello. Possibly maybe she interpreted this later as ‘please follow me around wherever I go’?! But, I felt like a ‘hello’ was required at the time. And I found it extraordinary how those girls in my year, my peers, had decided that Tricia must be a bad person because she was expelled - like they hadn't really thought about the possibility that some stupid little Nazi bitch had gone on a power trip and expelled her, or she had just made a mistake, as young girls do. Instead, they just automatically shunned her - it's quite disgusting. Its stupid infact, woman are bloody stupid - it goes right back to the Witches of Salem story – that stupid mentality of casting aside – or killing in those times, women they did not like, or understand. I should add, I do not know why she was expelled. But if it was for stealing then I guess it would be okay……. But as she had been at that school since kindy, it must have been something bad?? So many problems with girls in that year; before I mention Gina Burn at the dentist story, Emma Finylason with her thievery and lying; why are they obsessed with me? Oh, that’s right it was from going to church twice a week and being tortured on the hard wood kneelers. Btw, Samantha, in my year, was the Miss Perfect type, she was a school prefect and was always serious and studious, Trisha on the other hand, was expelled when she was in year 11. Both those girls were at that boarding school from kindy, so you know they are going to have problems that stem from parental neglect. Btw, I have noted there are people in life who look like other people, I have determined that once a upon a time, there were several families formed, and from those families, all people today exist. And it’s like many people today resemble each of those existing families, with specific traits and ‘looks’ specific to it. So, there was also another girl I knew who looked like she came from the ‘same back in the day family’ as Tricia. And this was a girl I used to nanny in Wahroonga, looking back, they were spitting image, although definatly not related so far as I know. So, I guess it could have been that girl at the chook show? Can’t remember her name now, her mother’s name was Sarah Peatie, but, I recall, seeing her brother in Gunnedah, possibly that whole family, they were walking down near the river flats as I drove past! No idea why they would have been in Gunnedah, possibly passing through. Unfortunatly, I can’t recall if it was at the same time as the chook show?? So, it may have been her, and not Trica? Poor Tricia, no, I think it was Tricia! I know I am also a victim when it comes to bullies trying to inflict pain and injury on me, in passive aggressive ways; just like girls who follow me – passive aggressive. Then other people that can see I am being followed, they then have no respect for me, and treat me as such. Aswell, I have bullies at Drs trying to ‘not allow’ me to get treatment. Jessica White – fuck off you stupid little dog – it may have been her involved with the ‘hole in shoe’ sabotage to try and get me to put on weight? She was in involved in the black tooth incident over xmas that time. I would say she is probably on cocaine; she knows she is greedy and she is evil. Maybe she needs it in writing. Although I was told a lot of my problems I have with other women, “little girls”, are the result of my looks; girls who are not pretty get “cast” as baddies then treated as such. Well, I certainly know the police do this. And all the people who have ban me online. Stupid computer nerds I guess. By the way 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 body than a GP doctor. Understatement. Some people, especially old men Dr’s and Dentists, have issues (problems) with old people and unemployed people receiving FREE medical treatment. Like they hate the concept of welfare. Weird – how clueless are they? We have welfare in this country. It is to stop poverty. 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, so, even before that too! J They have set X amount of money aside, ready for those people when they’re in need. It seems to work in my opinion, although there is identity theft and fraud related to it. So ‘the powers that be are trying to change people’s attitude about it BTW, (much to Centrelink’s dismay), this attitude adjustment should’ve been brought about 20 years. So little girls wake up, if you had targeted anyone else but me, you most likely would have been kicked in the head a long time ago. {I personally believe bullies have a distinct instinct about targeting someone, who they know will not kick back}. 8. Water Cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery Women Behaving in Non-Thinking Dogged Zombie Ways This was stolen along with the water bottle, from the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery one monthly meeting, stolen, I am pretty sure by a predominant elderly volunteer who works there, Shirly Urquhart, (no conviction) who was only other person in the room. Such STUPIDTY. What is it with women who steal, “oh, don’t like her, don’t like their hair, don’t like how happy they are or how right they are – so just steal something from them, that will make me feel better” - that must be their stupid brain thought? (I have witnessed this on several occasions now by various women, often 50+). And when I mentioned this to another board member, she refused to believe that she stole it. I find this extraordinary, how these bully thieves have everyone fooled. You know ‘bad people’ are not the weirdos in society who are usually found sitting alone in the corner, it’s always the ‘popular’ and well liked, usually well-paid ones that are the real nasties. Now, I’m going to put up a little ugly story here, because with all my postings of the items that have gone missing stolen or situations that I’ve talked about on the Internet publicly, I keep going on about the bloody female dogs, I find them such a big part of my life, as they follow me about everywhere I go, and no one talks about it and a lot of people do not seem to understand what I’m talking, about, so, this little story is to show you exactly what I mean, because one day, I caught a dog on camera! -behaving in full-on dog fashion, right on camera. It was by chance that my car cam was on. I was parked outside the art gallery in Gunnedah I just been inside to try and sort out a problem about my artwork, the organizer Eileen, in there was being difficult. So just after I walked out, this girl Barbera came out chasing after me (she works next door to the art gallery which also is adjoined to the art gallery, in the cinema, she works there as a paid worker (everyone in the art gallery is a volunteer and doesn’t get paid) so she, you would think knows what’s going - although after this experience I’m not sure she really knows much about anything. So, I was in my car about to leave and she just started full on harassing me, it was really disgusting bullying behavior that no one would believe it if I told them what happened, (even though this kind of thing happens to me all the time, I mean ALL THE TIME. I am well used to it - since writing about it, magic! bimbos across Australia are waking up). But she was going on and on in this bitchy nonsensical dog like territorial fashion – but she was Eileen’s dog, do you see? So the diesel car finally was ready to go, and I started to reverse back, I looked at her face and she had this puzzlement expression on her face like she couldn’t understand what she was doing there and what she had been talking about - it was truly like she was in a zombie state just harping on and on, like fighting with me about nothing, as I actually had absolutely no relationship with this girl at all, I don’t know her except by name and the fact that she worked in the cinema - I do recall once, attending the cinema a few years prior, to watch “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” but when we all got there, she said it was unavailable and we have to watch this other movie which was absolutely ridiculous, so I probably thought in the back of my mind she was a little incompetent, but, I don’t hold that kind of thing against people, because a lot of people, women, in Gunnedah who are pretty much incompetent. So anyway, I had forgotten that the camera was on and remembered it two weeks later, so and I went to get the TF card and take a little look at what had happened, and it was unbelievable, unbelievable, the dogs had stolen the TF card, the lengths that the dogs will go to protect themselves is break and enter, thieving, and bully behavior. I’m bloody sick of it and now I’m naming names, now, I take my camera everywhere, so if you want to do this bully behavior, be prepared to be humiliated on YouTube....for all eternity, because I won’t be letting anyone steal my TF card in the future. It will be instant upload. (I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on YouTube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change bits in good movies too, like the running girl scene in Hairspray). I’ve got something further to say about this kind of absent-minded chitchat that a lot of girls seem to enter into, amongst other things, I believe this loss of focus, is caused from a lack of nutrients, and not because maybe they are hungry or they skipped dinner, I’m talking about from the very beginning, in the womb. If the mother wasn’t getting enough to eat back then, or enough of the needed essential nutrients, then that causes slight brain development problems. I’ve come to this conclusion from observing a litter of seven cats from birth to death. What I noticed is that the firstborn cat was an outstanding hunter, fully aware, and very precise and clever in his tactics, he was also naturally confident and outgoing (and I’m pretty sure he had a sense of humor!) He was intelligent and not reflective. Then what I noticed was that each cat after that was a little bit like that but a little bit less so, and by the time you got down to the seventh cat, her personality was quite the opposite of the firstborn very shy, very timid, very scared (she was afraid of shadows), quite reflective, especially in her older years, and not outgoing at all, infact she never ventured outside for the first 4 yrs of her life, and obviously at first when she was born, she was very tiny. Now, I have to point out, the mother was a stray Tabby rescue cat, and as far as I was concerned, she was going off to the vets at six months old to be desexed, so at age of 5 months when she started getting a bit fat, I actually thought in my naïveté, that she was putting on weight and I actually cut back her food, which obviously turned out to be a huge mistake as she was pregnant, I soon discovered she was, I increased her food, and after the kittens were born, I fed all the cats very well, they had lean kangaroo meat twice a day, and expensive type of biccies that I’m hoping were all good (I know the cheaper types are terrible, you may as well be feeding them cardboard). Now, I thought well, you know, maybe that’s how it is for a cat, but a human who doesn’t carry seven but instead just one at a time, may be different (with the 1st born/2nd/3rd….,) but after thinking and observing about it some more over the years, I’ve decided it’s exactly the same, and any women that has more than 2 kids been just plain dumb, and asking for health problems (why do you think they number each sibling on your Medicare card, Doctors know about the difference.) 9. Strange and Unexplained Netflix Phenomenon As I have mentioned, any strange nuisance things that happen to me; when I write about it on my blog, often it suddenly stops! what a bonus of a blog - even if it’s something that’s been happening for years and years and years and I’ve never mentioned it to anyone. Like the little bimbo dogs who follow me around and harass me from the street GONE! Well, some of them, I seem to still have car hoons, trucks, neighbours, weird Chinese guy, weird couples, and well, actually a lot, but the harassment from bimbos has been greatly reduced when I go out. So, this photo story is along those lines, this is something that happens, it’s not as annoying as banging and tapping, or being harassed from the street, but I’m not sure they should be doing it. And I am averse to any beeping in movies and shows! (Please get some creative street sounds) So, what happens, every time I purchase some fabric, of one of my designs, then a show or movie on Netflix appears that has a scene with a similar looking fancy wallpaper or fabric, and then after the scene has ended, there’s always a car that starts madly beeping - it’s happened quite a few times, and it’s too many times to be a coincidence. I have no idea why they would do this, aside from the fact that they just want to show off their own designs. Or maybe they are ‘copying’ my designs? Or maybe they are saying, there is already similar design to yours? Who knows? Some of them, indeed, are definitely quite beautiful, but not always. Some of my designs are quite stunning! (but not always!) It may be related to my photo story “when you see what you want - ask for it, you just never know” on p2 in Life Stories? At any rate, I feel those people, are perverts prying into my life in an unwanted manner. None of my fabrics are available on prior websites due to being ban on one, and the other does not pay my royalty. They can be special ordered if you contact me. The one above is my personal favourite this month, it’s called “Pandorea jasminoides Clusters” I have to come back in 2025 and add to this one. I wrote this in 2021, and since, I have had huge problems with Netflix, and some of the people who work in this industry, so much so that I do not watch it anymore, and never will. I had a lot of items stolen and I believe it was related to the dogs who work at Netflix: little perverts, and kids of actors. Spoilt little entitled brats who really, belong in jail. (I have written about their thieving antics on my blog already) And in retrospect, I think they also might've had something to do with helping Sharon Morgan, back at the beginning of 2020: so unspeakable, I'm not even going to mention it again here. {Maybe they could see the accusations coming, and were trying to save themselves in advance. lol}. I really like watching movies, I have a heaps of favourite people on television and actors/ actresses. Some of them are just fantastic people, some who you know, have never had a care in the world, and as a result they're just awesome (!), especially when they are young (I find as people get older they tend to get more pissed off, especially divorcées.) There have been many AMAZING movies. AMAZING story telling. Genius people. But, there are some, who are just revolting. They're so obnoxious, they're so arrogant, they're so stupid, they are such thieves. There are some who are TOTAL sexually depraved PERVERT idiots. I also note, sometimes, the disgusting brainwashing techniques that they try to push on the public by always making drug addicts, or bad mothers, or hysterical woman, or the villain in the story, as ‘ugly woman’. Total mysoge. You disgust me. Stoopid cliche television produces. I've noticed it's not just men who do it either. I think why this disgusts me so much is the fact that IT WORKS, people do get brainwashed and think all ugly women are the villain and probably on drugs - especially young people, the police – even extending to the judicial system. Now I don't personally know anyone who works in the television or movie industry, primarily based in America anyway. There are some Australian shows but due to the thieving and disrespectful female dogs, I try to avoid those ones. I have noticed a trend of actors using the media to add personal messages, either to someone they know, or to the general community. I sometimes see they very obviously interrupt my viewing to put in their own personal message. Half the time they do it, I feel like their manner in which they portray their message is so personal, like they want to talk to me personally, they want to engaging me in conversation and connect with me. (This is a tactic they use for product placement – ADD people to do, a lot, like they think if they talk toy you personally as a friend would, then they can persuade you to buy either what they are saying or their product that has been strategically added in to the show.) I get really annoyed at this. REALLY. Who do you think you are? Why would they think I would want to connect with you personally - without knowing anything about you. Like, what kind of person they are; are they kind and honest, that kind of thing??? Not to mention buy their product!! I just want to through the phone at them. I am old and wise now, most people are not kind and honest, especially ones from big cities, and ones that do not know me. And it seems to be getting worse as the years progress, like some people on Netflix are just complete dick heads. D-i-c-k-h-e-a-d-s. BEEP OFF. I DO NOT WANT TO TALK TO YOU. 10. The Secret - Rhode Island Red Evil Chook Story So, this Rhode Island red chook is evil !! One day this chook spotted an evil opportunity to inflict great pain on me! She managed to woo me over to an area in the Chook tunnel, where they were plum tree thorns - and I trod on one, it went through my shoe and into my foot, causing pain and ongoing infection. The other time is a little harder to explain, so I won’t, but suffice to say a rod fell over, tripping me on cement, hurting my knee. It was the chooks fault! (goes back to my foot problems – they knew there was a problem in it before I did). Now, if you can get your head around this, I believe this chook was doing reflections from some girl or someone (not entirely sure who) but it wasn’t me. Possibly the chook breeder who supplied them. Btw, I asked the girl at Gordon Barry at Gunnedah for an Isa Brown Chook, and what does she give me? a Rhode Island Red! I suspect this chook was from a female evil chook owner from NEGS. I believe there is a girl from school, NEGS, who is a little obsessed with me, because she can see that I have a certain effect on some people, a positive effect, and I can inspire positive outcomes, say, people being pleasant and good natured to me. And this ‘incenses’ is her, it enrages her because she’s jealous – so no grievances with me, just jealousy, as she cannot do the same. And so, she arranges a whole heap of horrible things to happen to me, and this “wrong chook” is one of them. It could be Charlotte Powel, I’m not entirely sure. (I put a call out in my new local area at Gin Gin to see if someone could please come around and have her head cut off -but do you think any man in Gin Gin could stand up and do the task ? NO! What a bunch of wussies). By the way, I already had a sore foot, and actually, I personally believe, that my chook could see the weakness in my foot, which is why it saw this evil opportunity. This is very typical behaviour in a chookpenn; if there’s any weakness in their group, then they will often attack and kill the week one, in order to get its food. I feel birds in general have a sense of sussing out weakness. I know they knew when any of my five cats were going to die. I also think there are a lot of girls who have not quite fully evolved from chook in to human, as they also do this – pick on the weak or weakness. (After my arms developed ‘old age’ problem, some girl suggested whenever I go outside now, to cover my arms, just in case!) oh, and while chooks have a basic understanding of “no more you, me for me”, a typical Australian bimbo mother has no understanding of this concept and just keeps ‘popping’ them out - without thinking. On a typical wage, no woman or couple can afford to have more than 2 kids, it’s a plain and simple fact. Infact I would go further and state no woman or couple can have kids at all as housing and protein is too expensive. As a side bar, when I was living on the Culls farm, I built a huge chook yard, it was the size of a tennis court! I didn’t have a nesting box, but there was kind of tin box that had been fashioned into some refuge for them, so for their laying nest, I decided to cover the roof with collections of human hair, that I collected from the hairdresser!! I got about six huge garbage bags full, of human hair!! I had collected from Addicted To Hair in Gunnedah! So actually, thank you, to them for collecting all the hair for me! So, all that hair squashed down was perfect for the chooks, they loved it, plus I had fashioned a kind of a little roof canopy over, so they didn’t get wet. And when I collected my eggs every day, I didn’t have to bend down, there they were, directly in front of me on this lovely soft cushion of hair!! I also thought later what to do with all that hair, and it would make excellent cob, in mud, instead of straw - for a lovely fine smooth texted wall!! I want to say here, having chooks was brilliant, I couldn’t understand why more people with backyards didn’t have their own chooks. Not only was it much cheaper, but they were much healthier, with a healthy yellow yoke, instead of the supermarket pale yoke ones. (And in my opinion tasted better) - that of course was back before free range eggs came into the supermarkets. I had five cats, so I would also give my cats egg yolks every now and again, they loved an egg yolk. And every year I had to come up with car rego money, so I would go through this 3-month period of alternating between ‘normal food‘ one day and then eggs the other, so eggs with rice, eggs on toast, maybe eggs with vegetables, depending on if anything was in season! This tactic saved me a lot of money, and I could afford to purchase my rego - totally worthwhile having chooks. (btw, eggs are very healthy, they have all the nutrients in them that one needs to get through the day – they are perfectly balanced) I have to add back then the chooks I purchased were $8-11, and laid for 3-4yrs, whereas the very last pair of chooks I purchased, the Isa Browns, only laid for 2yrs, and they were $18 each, plus $25 a bag of feed every 2mnths, plus they need ‘greens’ in the middle of a drought - it was starting to be more and more pricey to keep chooks. (Free range eggs in supermarket $4.50 a dozen, so actually cheaper after my cats died to not have chooks) 2026 $12 a dozen if you can get them…… BTW, one time I gave my chooks some water that was treated from the Moore Park beach toilet block – {Another story that has been stolen}; so, at Moorpark Beach there is a toilet block, and an outdoor shower for rinsing off saltwater and sand, it's right next to the car park. The water from the toilet block is stored in a tank next to the block and is processed there for recycling and used for the shower. My first instinct when I saw that was YUCK, and my feelings about this was confirmed when I put it in my ceramic chook bowl for my chooks; the next day the water was full of algae, and this does not happen if I use rainwater or the damn water, so there's definitely something wrong with that recycled water. I most certainly would not be using it to shower in. I didn’t even continue using it for my chooks. You know farmers and people who live in rural areas empty their septic overflows out into local creeks, even if they have it buried underground, it often makes it way to the nearest creek just under the surface – following the path of least resistance. Then there are businesses along the river who do the same thing, it’s a problem, people are aware of it, but no one does anything about it. Algae grow in septic waste due to the excess of nutrients, plus if one system gets one little bit of algae, then that’s it, you can’t get rid of it, it is that good at reproducing – I have some experience of this with my aquarium. But, you know what, algae can be utilized, one thing that uses green packaging is “green packaging”, algae plus sugar. In the area where I live, ‘prime’ opportunity for a green packaging business as it is sugarcane country here. Instead of those politicians not having anything better to do than follow girls around, why aren’t these politicians building septic waste sugar plants for organic biodegradable packaging. Save the planet from plastics. Step to it. Stop leaving the world of YouTube to make change. 11. Ebay Nazis now, after 5yrs of selling - ebay rated POWER SELLER - 1300 positive feedbacks - BUT THEY STILL ban ME OMG, yet another online account I have been kicked out of in 2020 by persacutery nazi dogs Chat conversation: 8:42am Suraj has joined the conversation Suraj Hello Emily, I can certainly understand that you are concerned about the account restriction/suspension. I hope you are receiving my messages. Emily It says my account has been suspended, not deleted, I see you deleted my other account, but I have had this farmplantsandseeds2015 account since 2015, I have sold thousands if Australian seeds, and I have 1300 positive feedbacks, I strongly feel and know you have made a mistake. Suraj As previously mentioned, this suspension/restriction is permanent. You will not be able to participate in any buying and/or selling activities on eBay. In addition, any other accounts you own, or that are associated with this account, will also be suspended/restricted. While we know this is not the response you wished to receive, there is no further opportunity for appeal on this decision. My designs on Redbubble 12. Typical Day for Me here at Gin Gin Typical Day for Me here at Gin Gin Lately, whenever I start a new work project (today it was my timber planter for Etsy- just putting the finishing touches on it!) I have my own personal plane that flies over - North to South or South to North. This has been an ongoing thing for years, since I lived at Rangari. The pilot is a mongrel. And, it is akin to my neighbours who used to make noises whenever I went outside (read my photo story “Finally, some normalcy when I walk outside into the garden.”) You know I grew up on a farm, where there were no planes, no trucks, no cars, and no people, in fact it was awesome. And then I also lived at Rangari farm for 10 years, again with no trucks or cars - although unfortunately in this period I did have planes. While I want this story to be strictly about my planters, and any activity I commence, coinciding with planes and or either verbal or other sound harassment from outside; a problem most people would NOT understand, nor have to deal with. There is one other thing that is going on here in my typical day, and that is the washing issue. Since we are in year nine a nine year drought, there is literally no water here at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park. The lake has dried up, and there's no connected town water, so unless you have at least 4 very large tanks connected to your property, you will have run out of water - so everybody here has run out of water. I don't know if this is too icky to mention, but in regards to my bedsheet and duvet, I have had to simply leave them, I can't wash them. The last wash was 3 months ago! And I have to say, they've kind of passed the stage of feeling icky and now it like feels normal! But I am really hoping it rains soooon. (And no, I cannot go to a laundromat; have you not been paying attention at all on my blog? do you not understand what happens when I go anywhere yet? - Actually, I'm not even sure there is one in Gin Gin). After moving further North, the planes have somewhat ceased. HOORAY. Occasionally I still hear one, but living this close to neighbours, I think that plane feels he/she can no longer get away with flying over me constantly. MONGREL. Although as per typically now, last night at 330am thereabouts, a car just drives in and sits outside my unit for 10minutes or so, until I am fully awake, (with the help of Neville, my 72yr old bikey neighbour who wakes me up with coughing sounds from his phone app). Then when I look out the window at them, they leave. MONGRELS. WAKE UP POLICE AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT MONGRELS. I don't think the police can even see the mongrels little alone to do something about them! Society is completely backwards as far as I'm concerned. It's like I'm living in the ice age still when it comes to conscious awareness of the ugly human nature. Update 2025, at a new location, which is not in a very built-up area, but still is in suburbia, I have planes again, they have started harassing me quite regularly. Every evening, every morning, mostly, and always on Saturday morning too. Here, it does not seem to be work/activity related?? Don't ask me why they harass me, they are completely nuts; You know, Centrelink demand that I show them my end of financial year tax statements and balance sheets showing all incomes. If I didn't provide it then they would cut my money and do worse. BTW, my planters, see above, did not sell well at all! So, I just stick to seeds and plants 13. Re-creations Mmm! I do enjoy watching a good drama! Including this one, (6 Feet Under) even though there’s dogs on this show now (repeats on Binge), too bad. Least all episodes are included this time around – interesting amazing story line. But, so, what the dogs do, is they find something out of my past, and they kind of recreate it, or more, remind me of it, and do signs - it’s not really obvious to most people watching, but I know there are a lot of others who can see plain as day. It seems to be a type of humiliation game for the dogs in the entertainment industry. I also mentioned it on “Look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” on p4. (Btw, if you say this is what certain people within the Tv/Movie do to Mental Health sector, and many other sectors, they will call you crazy – they are completely STUPID, and blind as bats). But many Tv/Movie people give themselves away quite happily. Some of the ‘re-creations’ are absolutely disgusting. When they recreate the past, they often manipulate it, so they don’t really stick to the truth, or they are bias. Dogs who play sides. Its total manipulation. Oooh nooo, nothing annoying about that in the middle of a story line. They gets things WRONG all the time. And often feels like a witch hunt with false accusations like back in the day, The Witches Of Salem. Beat it! and get a life you stupid dogs. The show Virgin River does it too – more reflections. L Reflections - this is what someone who is really stupid does. Maybe you should think about that, think about how you can take control of your own thoughts, rather than do somebody else’s reflections. I’m bloody offended and enraged by stupid little bimbos doing reflections. Skank off, you stupid little dogs. BEEP BEEP SOUND EDITORS BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP (they are on Youtube too, ABC news) 14. Art Ban on Australian website Redbubble I sell my designs on RedBubble, not that I’ve sold much, but I want to take this opportunity to express my disgust for the coward people who run this website, (according to wiki: Barry Newstead, Peter Styles and Paul Vanzella) Even though this is website hasn’t ‘banned’ me – they threaten to; The only reason they have not, is because I have my textile designs on here only. I do not have my photos of real life, and my real-life stories, which some most definitely falls under the category of art – art imitating life. And this is an ART website! I did post one picture, one that I felt was way too important not to, regarding psychological abuse that goes on in primary schools by teachers, {“Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools”, P1}, and they instructed me to remove it otherwise they will delete my account. So, you know, as far as internet goes, if I can’t even put my art on an artistic website, absolute shame on them, shame on this country shame, shame on Australia for not equipping people to be able to deal with the truth (so shame on Morning Television shows too). COWARDS Australia: Hickleberry Bully country. Also, according to wiki, someone put up on RB, a comical strip about Nazis, obviously having a go at them, making fun of their monstrous ways, and the bloody Jewish people complained about it, even though, if they have properly understood the comic strip it is plain obvious that they’re making fun of Nazis, trying to portray how WRONG THEY ARE, and taking the Jewish side, so to speak. Yet it was the Jewish people that put in a complaint: silly Jews; you know, they just must have seen the word NAZIS, and totally flipped out, unable to comprehend anything else, just like how a person hears someone’s tone, rather than hear what they are actually saying (stoopid people do this). You know one ought to make people conscious of the nazi personality. You cannot change something if you are not aware of it. This is how positive (non-scary) change comes about – social consciousness. Also, I was later contacted by RedBubble, who said if my controversial photo story involved ‘psychological abuse’ that goes on in primary schools by teachers WHO WERE WHITE PICKING ON BLACK STUDENTS, then they would have allowed it. UNBELIEVABLE 15. My Experience with the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery in Chandos St – committee; Eileen Mair, Shirley Urquhart, Louise Baker, Barb, Fonda Blackwell. Stole my good pen, first change over day. Stole my eski cooler and drink bottle on my first meeting. Stole my artwork labels. Vandalized my mannequin on display, removed it from display. Did not pay me for cards sold, then paid reduced amount, and not say anything about incorrect invoice. Omitted to email me dates / changeovers / rosters. Accused me of nuisance harassment when I asked for dates and who decides the changeover dates. (Louise – you fucking idiot. I literally had no contact with any of those people for about 2mnths, (I failed to turn up at the monthly meeting once) so, no contact at all, except when I asked one of the girls for the dates of the art gallery change over times! Nuisance! WAKE THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID DOG, “Oh some girl I hardly know asked me a question! -she’s harassing me, she’s harassing me.” I just want to point out the difference between someone who has mental health problems and someone who is just plain stupid. THIS ONE IS plain stupid. Told me my artwork will not be hung (it actually was, but I was told it was really hard?) what the? Just being difficult and antagonistic – stupid women. Refused to answer any questions about weight maximums for hanging. (Eileen, cunt) Are you all zombies? What is wrong with you? Get a grip, it isn’t WW3. The art gallery is a place of creativity - NOT War! All those bitchy women involved ought to be truly ashamed of themselves – Council has since put a man in there, as a fulltime position, maybe they will be more balanced now. Little birdy told me that the Barraba Art Gallery ladies were much worse!! Also, I noticed when I was at one of the meetings, that most attending where women, except two men, and the women responded to the men, in this most strange manner - it was like they were literally, and what I term “man worshippers”, doting on these men in unrealistic ways. I was kind of amused by it, and glad I was not blinded by men! Later on, I needed to get some art work in there for an exhibition, but I didn’t want to drive all the way in, and David my landlord happened to be out at my place, so I told David about all the women at the art gallery how they were “man worshippers”, and so then he didn’t mind when I asked him if he might take my artwork in - on the back of his motorbike! He wanted to be around “man worshippers”, so he was glad to do it!! J I did not usually ask anything of David or Brenda, but I could not resist the opportunity as it presented. I do wonder what happened when he got there! Was he “man worshipped!” I notice now, in 2022, there is notable “Abo Worshipping” going on, on the ABC, and SBS, and, yes, in unrealistic ways. If you empower a little bitch, she will just turn in to a big bitch. True of all little bitches. I found that certain people on the ABC are just that - Empowered to be stupid. And another thing I wanted to mention about this art gallery, was that, there were girls who would just come and stand in front of me, and say things that didn’t really make any sense, like they weren’t actually talking to me, as in, having a conversation with me, but they wanted me to hear them, (isn’t that bloody typical of a tv personality?) and I think what they were trying to tell me was that there was no money at the gallery (because indeed they weren’t paying me to volunteer there on the weekends) but infact they were trying to steal money, or use me to raise money for breast cancer? Zombie talk? BUT it wasn’t for actually, a cure for breast cancer, or research, it was for women who supposedly had breast cancer, to stay in fancy hotels, and have massage. And the so called ‘sickly’ women, turns out, they didn’t have breast cancer at all, but were faking it for a massage break! And actually, it was on the news, a story about a woman who faked breast cancer, she admitted so. At the time I thought it was because she just wanted to get off work, and you’re not really allowed to just take time off work, you have to have a reason, it’s a societal norm, so that’s why she lied. But now I realize it was more about the massage. So, all manner of bad things happens at art galleries, in my experience. 16. Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky Above my House The photo part is not hear, but often there was 2 planes messing about above my farmhouse at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australila - 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 DOGS FUEL TO HAVE A GO AT YOU” If that’s the case – piss off dogs. Ohhhh, 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, tthis 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. 17. Stain Sabotage, Happens All The Time on my Good clothes, not to mention Quality items This happens all the time. I have a little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, and try to sabotage them, they also do it on my fabrics, and any other item of good quality that I purchased -sometimes they even swap item over for a poor quality and don’t think that I will notice, like the quality Coco from America, the premium petrol for my mower, the JellyBabies from Darrell Lea, and Pantene detangle conditioner. It’s a “gold star dog problem” that is taught by primary school teachers to little girls; they brainwash them into believing that if a person is not a certain standard then they’re not deserving of anything good like the gold star in 5th class. So those little girls apply the same principle in adult life but substituting the gold stars for quality items. They just love playing teacher - they are completely stupid. My huge 10yr old garden was snatched away from me for this reason. Partly from jealousy too, but mostly it was because I was happy. It seems happiness is what really ‘ticks’ other girls off. 18. Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now; Two young Chinese men, (actually who knows how young they were?, but Asian) who worked at the same company I worked at, called Discovery, put a nail under my tyre, so I would get a flat- lucky someone saw it on my way home, as it was going flat, and pointed it out to me from their car window, (an old man), so I could stop on my way home and get it swapped over, actually it just needed to be repaired - my first flat ever. So, I hope those two Chinese idiots get their comeuppance. Honestly, really and truly, what were you thinking putting a nail under my tyre; what did I do to you? I don’t even know you; some people have no common sense. Just want to fight – just like a little boy who has not grown up. The work place is full of such backwards juvenile-istic monkees from the playground – especially on a factory floor. And the other time was when I lived on Peter Long and Sarah Ferguson’s farm, (lawyers this time) so you can read that story “2 pliers gone missing from Long Cottage, wire cutters similar to these” on page 3 under the “Items stolen at Rangari, Gunnedah” link – again, little boys who like to fight, throwing tantrums, and picking on a woman who won’t punch back. Such cowards. I believe Peter was being ‘egged’ along by my jobs provider, Graham someone arather from JobLink Plus, or possibly the other way around. Suffice to say, pliers were angled under my tyre, so it would puncture it as I reversed out. And the other time is when I took my car to Browns Tyres, and the gung-ho guy, pumped my tyres maximum amount of air, so that after driving around all week, one split and burst - lucky I was able to fix the other 3 before they burst too. So, I guess that last one wasn’t quite as malicious as the two previous ones, but this is an example of typical careless thoughtlessness that goes on in Gunnedah amongst men in their 30s and 40s. And, is this a general man’s attitude; “there’s a single woman, attack attack” – seems like this is the case to me, I list 3 incidences here, but I know it is far more wide spread problem, with many people, 10’s of 1000’s, suffering from these ‘fighting delusions’. How stupid are they? Why the hell would any woman marry a deluded prick? They can’t be that good in bed. Farters. By the way, I think back and look at the companies, various jobs, that I’ve worked. Some of them, I think, you know what, what was the point of working there aside from being able to purchase a meal at the end of the day and rent at the end of the week? - they just didn’t seem to offer anything aside from fight, bullying and drudgery. I guess that Discovery business would fit that bill. Only, I just thought of something; when I was there, one day, one of the girls said we have to drive down to this particular bakery on Marrickville rd, and get some of their rolls for lunch. Okay, sure I said, even though it was obvious she just wanted to use me for my new car and petrol; as I usually never purchased lunch, I always made sandwiches in the morning. But I was happy to go along with it for once, especially driving in my new car at that particular point. (Btw, she was a Volkswagen Beetle driver, she said her whole family had one!) So off we went at 11:45am one day, she insisted we leave early because otherwise there’s a queue. This bakery sold not only normal bread, but they had a Vietnamese lunch, which is called Banh mi. And for $2 they made up one of their French Baguettes with a choice of 4 options, I chose the meatballs with coriander grated carrot and onion, which they make up right infront of you - but, it was truly the nicest lunch I’ve ever eaten - total bargain too. Well worth experiencing, even if I had to go through the whole experience of working at that bad company there all that time. That sandwich experience made it worth it – just! And by the way that Vietnamese Bakery is still in operation today, and it still has queues that go down the whole block!! - Hong Ha Bakery 1151 Botany Rd, Mascot NSW 2020 {Coles and Woollies could take a leaf out of their book when it comes to making bread. Their Banh mi tastes amazing because they made the French baguette rolls on the premises fresh every day, because that bread only last a few hours, it doesn't have anything in it except the basics; flour, water, salt and yeast. Woollies puts palm oil in ALL their bread rolls! Can you believe that YUK. And Coles puts pea flour in their rolls!!} You know, growing up we, in Australia, did not even know what coriander was, let alone be able to purchase it! Thank God we finally discovered it. 😁 This is called “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, but, my “foot” was also attacked; my boots were sabotaged with a hole, so I would get to plantar fasciitis - collapsed arch. It was done deliberately in the same manner that my tyres were attacked, like those first two times. Done by a stupid nonthinking evil twit, who has imagined (for their own FIGHTING ENJOYMENT) some sort of issue, with ME, a complete stranger, I mean talk about delusional. They have gone into their heads in so much detail that they have plotted this evil attack on me. I really can’t believe how mentally messed up the person (at least 3 different ones who have done these attacks on me, are. I would just like to point out, it is the police that put the opposite of those ‘mentally delusion’ people, the ones who are coming up with all these fighting delusions, so the opposite person, in a mental health unit “to see if I was ‘crazy’. So, the actual people who are really messed up in the head, get to go free. SCOTT FREE. Stupid Sharon Morgan. {later the police told me like some suffer from “fighting” delusions, others suffer from false “come ons” – like the ones who follow me in their cars – they think I encouraged them with signs. Totally delusional – totally wishfully thinking! – I have NEVER done such signs, just in case some delusionalists is out there wondering “oh, except that time when I saw her and followed her”!} When I went to check again today (2nd June 2023), what the name of that jobs provider was, all my Jobs provider emails had been deleted from my outlook, so not just the emails from JobLink Plus, but from all agencies over the past 10 years or so! plus when I went to update this story in 2025, the whole story was missing off my PC! Lucky I have several backup options. I did further check the server at Google, re the emails, and there they were still there (sometimes emails are deleted off the server too, but not these ones). So, the guy’s name was Graham Kent, working alongside Courtney Lang, who I thought looked like same girl from SYTYCD, Courtney the rose twirler. She had arranged the boots from Blue Denim in Gunnedah. I am 100% certain that someone sabotaged those boots DELIBERATLEY. Given my suspicions about Graham and Peter, I can only assume it was him. I know he will be burning in hell. What is wrong them? Such a weird thing to do – to someone who has not actually done anything to them to warrant any type of revenge or attack; like did I kill your wife? Did I steal from you, did I interrupt your life in some sort of major negative way? Did you think we were in some sort of special “fighting” relationship? NO AND NO! I DID NOT, we don’t even know each other, we have hardly ever spoken, stupid, you stupid looser. I am not sure if this situation is related to the school principal Graham Cone, from Limbri? It may be – guilty consciousness and all. The truth will come out – there is nothing you can do about it, attacking my feet, and car tyres, is not going to save you. You are doomed. Someone pointed out the hole in my boot was probably from the giant planta wart I got from the homeopathic remedy (wrong diagnosis). Upon further reflection, I agree! But I am not removing the paragraph before, as something suss still went on. And I heard someone tell me that they were going to handicap me – and because of that hole, I have not been able to walk properly or do exercise for the past 7 years. Sounds like a handicap to me. 😡 A definite trace back to that female student homeopath and her supervisa Dr Ken. Although angrily, I have to add, (trying to see the silver lining), at that particular time, the Internet was really still taking off, and I was to have an appointment with them via Skype, video and audio. Now, back then and putting your face on computer screen was a little scary, and it still is for a lot of Australians, so it's not something I would've chosen cause I'm a little face self-conscious. But I had no choice, infact when I had my appointment I tried to get out of it and just use the audio, but they said no they were putting their faces on so I had to put my face on too! So, I did, and really it was just like a little hurdle, because after that moment it wasn't really a big deal of speaking on video calls. I have even done some YouTube videos!! Also, another possibly “lining”; if I had not put my foot out, and had been just walking and working, carrying on as per normal, as I have degenerative disc disease, I could probably well have been in a wheelchair by now. Especially after all the relocating. So, I have to admit this, even though I'm still completely pissed off with not being able to walk properly or do exercise, and have a sore foot constantly. Oh wait, there’s more tyre sabotage, read my “4 Wheels AND 4 Tyres, stolen, off my Daewoo car near Gunnedah” on Page “Items stolen at Rangari”. So, 6 attacks on my tyres and foot. What the hell? Truly obsessed with me, my car, my tyres and my feet - Stop putting YOUR retarded social dysfunctions on me. Car related idiots? You know, I love my PC and the internet. I have microsoft Outlook set up, with at least 10 email addresses that I check constantly. I also use Outlook to set daily reminders, like “Rent due today” or “Remember to switch cameras on when you go out so dogs don’t steal from you”. So, my latest reminder is this “car council dogs literally trying to destroy me – so plant trees, so they can destroy my trees, and not my feet”. Re my story “Non thinking Sarina Council killing Native Trees for no reason other than SPITE”. It would be the same type of person who killed my tree, that is the same type of person who sabotaged my tyres, and my work boots – same person, same child. Oh, I just remembered something else about my work boots; when I first got a pair of work boots with steel cap toe, I absolutely loved them. I really liked them because the steel toe created an effect of a BIG BUBBLE OF IN-PENETRATION. I thought my feet felt completely safe. I remember looking at my shoes, wearing them, maybe every time I put them on infact, and thinking regularly “too bad if you wanted to stub my toe – YOU JUST CAN’T ha ha!” I’m thinking some stupid juvenile dog bimbo, has heard my thinking, and typically rebelly thought ‘want to make a bet’. And has tried to sabotage my feet on numerous occasions (read my “Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off”, plus several others on my Blog too). You know, after I was forced to move from my farm at Rangari; when I turned up at Peter Longs cottage, on their farm, (Peter Long the lawyer). I literally had (and still have) a whole list of people/ institutions that ought to be SUED. (“Right to privacy Act” – ah there goes channel 10, see ya Apple, au revoir Kmart, adios microsoft, arrivederci Telstra – you lose). But instead of doing what he was meant to do in this life, he was so obsessed with trying to be a ‘tough bastard’, to control and to manipulate, and coming up with evil plans; girl attack plans, like stealing my sleepers, putting pliers under my wheels so I’d get a flat, stealing my plumbing gear too, and putting pebbles in my dishwasher. He was blind to the situation. I can see now why he was relegated to Gunnedah, and no longer works in the city. Someone suggested to me I was sent his way, so I could show him he has some mental health problems. 19. Bitch Wind I was reminded of this story when I was watching a documentary about some famous yachtsmen, and he stated, he knows about “Bitch wind”! Photo above taken 1 week before I was given notice to Leave. Those landlords totally screwed me. One fine calm spring day, I was outside in the shade house, preparing some Eucalyptus trays. I had the soil in the tubes, and then I had just sprinkled the very fine seed over the soil, I thought I should take the trays just across to the veggie patch, where the fine spray irrigation was on the potatoes, so the tubes could get a good watering under there at the same time. As I was walking across, on this most still day, suddenly out of nowhere, a gust of wind, blew all my fine seeds off, as soon as it had blown them, gone! It came out of nowhere and then it left - it was literally like the wind sneezed all over my seed tray, and I had to re-sprinkle them. Some sense of humour the wind has. I have a new nickname for the wind now, bitch wind. There’s absolutely no other possible explanation for it, the wind saw an opportunity, and could not resist it. Just like the dogs. 20. Beauty advice for Ladies Advice for young girls; stay away from beauty therapists, they do hopeless jobs; missing great big sections when they wax, burn your eyelashes off, they make eyebrows lopsided with no apologies, and they cause pain when underarm waxing, under the pretence of a “treatment”. They also are thieves; they just want to screw other women out of as much money as possible, especially women who they think are rich or they do not like – they are a part of the dog network who play sides and gang up on woman that some other woman does not like – they are generally stupid people. They also do not keep appointments by locking the shop at my appointment time. Disgraceful behaviour.(Wentworthville) it was later suggested to me that the reason I have all these bimbo bitch beauticians, started then at Wentworthville, because of a girl at work: Narelle, the pattern maker. Not sure if she has just “willed” all future beauticians to be a discriminative bimbo bitch? Or what! It was literally 30 years ago, so I'm not sure if I remember all the details, but what I do recall is that Narelle was the one who suggested that particular beautician in the first place. I thought she was being nice, it sounded like she was, there was no alarm bells at the time – the kind you get when you detect that note of bitch sarcasm in a voice. So maybe she changed her mind and set the whole disrespectful thing up, or someone else in the room heard that she recommended them, and so she sabotaged the appointment (would not surprise me if that was Franca)? Or other beauty competition sabotaged it? Or there was some stupid blonde from JJJ, who was jealous that I was recommended anything and so sabotaged it …. I don't know but apparently it's all Narelle's fault!! Like I say, all problems in life can be traced back to a woman. Hey blonde, how much is petrol atm? And the new online bookings, the IT nerds change the time, (Bundaberg) so I book for 1:30, and I turn up at 1:15, they saying it was booked for 1 and I am late, then charge my cc a late fee of $20, when infact I was not late, I was 15 minutes early (they take cc at booking time) they are thieves. Did they change their mind? Or couldn't they be bothered to do any work that day? Or just would prefer to collect the $20 thievery late fee? Or was that “stupid blonde” there, the one that I'm constantly mentioning about on my blog, who goes ahead of me (in a stalking like manner), to shops or business's that I go to, and manages to sabotage me, dogs who play sides - I don't know how she manages to sweet talk these stupid bimbos who actually work there, but I guess being stupid bimbos, it's pretty easy to do. And these are the businesses who screw me in such manner, and whenever I try to write about it in public, as a review on Google Maps, there is some stupid bimbo at Google Maps who deletes the review: as if trying to say that it doesn't happen. I can assure you, stupid IT nerd at Google Maps, this stupid blonde bimbo is real and she does steal from me in this disgusting evil dog manner. The type of person attracted to being a beauty therapist is a bimbo. Burn in hell bimbo dogs. I have to mention, I’ve had two really good waxers in my 30yr waxing life - thank you thank you thank you for just being a normal healthy person as apposed to STUPID BITCH. (1 in Ryde and 1 in Bundaberg). Also, I have to add, I am always polite, friendly and respectful. Their stupid bad behaviour is their own volition. Little birdy told me – behaviour specific to me, discrimination. They discriminate against you, if you are not attractive – stupid little female bimbos. And, while I am at it, if you think you need a colonic, then there’s something mentally wrong with you. You need to eat a good diet, high in fibre. Eat your greens! And don’t be so gullible – there are a LOT of shonks who want your money. Oh, I just remembered, another good waxer in Tamworth, actually, she was BRILLIANT! What reminded me of her, was since I saw her, about 10 years ago, I’ve barely needed to go to get my legs waxed (been waxing for 30 years). So eventually, I need to get them done again, and I went to a place in Bundaberg, and the girl who did, well, I’m pretty sure she didn’t wax them at all she just cut the hairs off at the skin, so it was just in effect like shaving, (not to mention the big square burn patch she left behind on my inner thigh - that blonde left me with huge red gashes on my inner thighs from ripping off the skin in that bad technique (she was taught by a so called gay man who for some reason was there that day) {Look dad, look how much of a bitch I can be}. Stupid fathers turning out gay men; “be macho tough son – win win win”.) So, the next day I had stubble, what you get when you shave! And then just a few weeks later, I have to go get them waxed again! So basically after 10 years of not having to wax because they’re so slow growing, now I have to wax regularly again! Hopeless little girls. So, I don’t think those waxers really have any idea what they’re doing, not like this girl in Tamworth - she knew exactly what she was doing. I went to find out her name. but the business where she was, is now called Nails for You, so I don’t know what happened to her, and I have no idea what her name was or what her business was called, unfortunately, (this was before I recorded everything). I seem to have forgotten to mention what prompted me to write this in the first place and that’s because now I don’t have any eyelashes! and I believe it was 100% caused by a beauty therapist who tinted my eyelashes (in my 30’s) and she left the bleach on my eyelashes for so long that it has damaged them, and so now I don’t have any eyelashes at all, and I only did it once and that was the result. So definitely do not get your eyelashes tinted, and generally if you can avoid beauty therapist, I recommend you do. 21. My Fiery Horse Story One day whilst eating my lunch (slow cooked brisket on fresh homemade bread sandwich J) I was watching a documentary called CrossFit, and well, what a whole new world they have got going on within that subsector! Fascinatingly fit! Then I was reminded of my “HayBale” story from school, and as I was trying to find it, as I think it was missing, I realised not only was it missing, but my “My fiery Horse” story was missing. I managed to find the My fiery Horse story, and will upload it as a photo story; I was reminded of this story after someone said, if you just read one or two of my photo stories, you might think “oh what a whinger”. It’s not really until you read the whole lot, where you can see that I am not a whinger at all, I’m just doing something about evil in this world. I am NOT turning a blind eye like most people do. Some things are just hard to hear. In fact, someone once told me, I have a Joan of Arc complex, and someone else said that you can’t change the world, and another person said people are going to be the same now as they were 500 years ago. And I would just like to say to that; no no and no! You can change the world; I’ve seen it evolve in my brief lifetime already. People are not the same today as they were even only 50 years ago, let alone 500 years, attitudes are quite different. And while, I did see a ghost once, there was no instructions to rid Australia of the English monarch! Although really, still? (I have written about this before, where I described humans are on a clear path of evolvement, I just searched everywhere for that one, and it’s gone; I can’t believe how many stories go missing from my computer, my life stories. Do I need to spell it out; you can’t steal my life stories thanks very much; do you want to be in debt to me? I think not.) My fiery horse story; I was riding a horse one day at school, it wasn’t my usual pony ‘Bunyip’. (Another story that has gone missing; Bunyips long black mane…) Anyway, this horse was unfamiliar to me, and a tall horse, not a pony. We had been on an ‘outing’, outside the school, and were returning, there was about 6 girls and 3 horse-riding instructors (actually, I think they were just 3 friends from yr 12, I can’t remember now) It was windy, and halfway on the stretch back, my horse really started playing up, there was something majorly wrong with him, and that was just to begin with, but then the other girls made these completely bitchy comments to me and took off home. I got totally pissed off by their bitchyness, and I’m certain then, that my horse could tell that there was something wrong with me, (I know he could) he could sense my anger. 12yrs old brats, could be absolutely brutal (can’t remember who they were). So, I was trying my damnedest to control this horse, (but I was still in my small ‘oompaloompa’ phase! He was about 2 steps short of pig rooting me off completely and bolting up the paddock. So, one of the instructors, I remember now, Miss Burton, she sidled up to me and tried to grab him, she then saw the problem. Meanwhile, the other 2 ‘instructors’ started to winge and have a go at me, about why I was still there, and hadn’t gone off with all the other girls, and, that I had no control over my horse, and I was hopeless. (Well, that last part may have been my interpretation, the implication, besides, they could NOT see the horse situation) I think they just wanted to have a smoke. But Miss Burton could see the situation, this horse was in an absolute ferocious state of mind, it took both of us, all our might, arm muscles and mental abilities, to stop him from going categorically berserk. Now I don’t know if this horse was acting out due to all the rage that 12yrs old girls encounter, or, if he was just fed up about the whole carting around 12yrs old girls thing. We made it home exhausted but safely in the end, thank goodness. So, I was reminded of this story, as my life is not like what other girls experience when they journey through life. I am not saying that everyone else’s life is easy, as I know it is not, and other people have other challenges, ones that I do not have. But powers that be, sometimes cannot see the ferocious dysfunction that I have to deal with. Just like that horse and the other 2 instructors who could not see him. There are people I encounter, filled with monumental amounts of rage and ignorance, and I have to face them and their dysfunction in the form of their stalking, thefts, verbal harassment, discrimination and manipulations. These are not trivial problems; these are big raging social problems. I know, a lot of those people who torment me by the “oh what a whinger” attitude, should be dam grateful that they don’t have to deal with the thefts and the rest of it, because I can assure you, those people could NOT handle it. And I am especially talking about all the women who has tried to remove any of my writings from public. 22. Horse Hay Bale story – and ‘Stop and Deal’. Don’t be a slow reactor I talk about how hard I worked in the garden, doing everything myself. I gave it no thought, if something had to be done, I just did it. It’s only looking back, now as my arms ache, where I can see, there are things I should not have done, because I just wasn’t muscley enough, and my body wasn’t able to handle all of that strain; like all the chain-sawing I did, I shouldn’t of done all that, as my chainsaw was huge, with a 22 inch bar, it was just too heavy for a petite woman, for repeated use, maybe if I just cut down 1 tree here and there, it would be fine, but if you recall, I had a whole pine forest that I thinned down (The Scent of a Pine photo story), with careful selection to aid a few big pines -unfortunately I should not have done that because of my weakling arms, or at least space it out, so maybe instead of going in for a morning, and cutting 10 trees, just do 1 every day. Then there was that post I put in; I went and cut down a huge big 20m high ironbark gum from up the paddock, cut it up, so I ended up with a really long post, dragged it back down to the house with a chain attached to the Ute and, then, after the pool excavator dug a 2m deep hole for me, I somehow manage to lift this huge heavy ironbark post which would’ve been at least 6m long, up and into that hole, which I then cemented. You know I really wish I had a video of myself doing that, I would put it up on YouTube! It was quite an extraordinary feat! But there was one other thing I most definatly shouldn’t have done, I felt afterwards at the time, I really pushed myself too hard, and that was filling the wheelbarrow full of spare excavated dirt, full, and moving it 100m down the hill around and up to an area where it was needed; As I was getting closer to the spot, I suddenly felt my heart thump thump thump, and I realised I had pushed myself too hard, and had messed up my perfect heart, a little bit - just a little. If you recall one of my photo stories (St Leonards Nature Care College FOULPLAY Drop Face AND HIVES From Homeopath), I mention I later took homeopathic medicine for a little wart, and my heart again, went thump thump thump thump (really loudly – so loud, first I thought something was on the roof) so it may have been related to that incident, and the medication was ‘fixing’ the problem that I had done? Or the homeopath tried to give me a stroke? I know they wanted to give me Hives as a joke, as in they thought it would be funny. But I’m not sure about my heart, I don’t know fully how my body works, it’s a bit of a mystery sometimes. -I know they don't know either, amateurs. Someone told me that the reason why I don’t give a second thought to strenuous activity, was because at school when I was tiny, still in my ‘oompa loompa’ phase in Year 7, those of us who did horse-riding, had to do horse duties. Which, amongst other things, consisted of feeding the horses in winter, with Hay, I had to go into the huge shed, and get a bale down from this mountain sky-high pile of hay, then take it all the way down to the horse paddock and 'hand deliver' to the horse . When you’re a tiny Year 7 little girl, this is quite difficult. And so, because I did that at a young age, I learnt how to do something fairly impossible, with my strength, and then that’s an ability I learnt, and still have. NOTHING IS TOO HEAVY FOR ME! I do believe having done this as a child, is the reason why I have taken on so many tasks as an adult that I should not have, like all the chain sawing and whipper snippering I’ve done - heavy duty things that a petite frame with no muscles, should not do, and not only because men are far more suited to the task, but it is from these activities which have caused so much pain in my older years. At age 45, I really lost the ability to use my arms without pain for anything, the simple task of holding a book whilst reading it, is out of the question, even scrolling through Pinterest has problems, even holding my cup of coffee in the morning is out of the question. It’s because I ‘over did it’ by putting too much strain with not enough muscles on my arms. So, if you have petite skinny scrawny arms, do not try and do excessive amounts of chain sawing. You know, some forewarning would have been appreciated (I think) I can just hear the powers that be saying “you gotta figure it out as you go” but there’s been so many generations, generation after generation after generation - this kind of stuff should’ve been figured out many generations ago, and then talked about, in preparation for future generations! I mean, what the hell is the point of school, did they teach us anything to prepare us for the future? I mean we can read and write, big deal. But there is more to life that we need to know about. Or maybe these kind of topics should be discussed within the family; it was always considered ‘poor form’ to talk about health problems in my family. My grandmother told me this is so, because if you point out your flaw, then that person will remember you only for the flaw, which I’ve kind of noticed is true, but if you inundate them with a lot of different things, that rectifies that!! Also, some people will use any weakness you have to their advantage, so if they know you’ve got a sore hand, they’ll come and give you a big handshake and squeeze your hand extra tight - that kind of thing. But in my experience that goes on whether you tell or not. Some people will seek out the flaw like a sniffer dog finding the truffle. Maybe this kind of thing doesn’t happen to a lot of people? maybe people can do excessive amounts of work and reach the ripe old age of 70 and still not have any aches or pains? I know my next-door neighbours at Gin Gin are in their late 70s, neither of them have arthritis, they are both still very active, they have a huge garden. So, maybe it’s just a genetic thing. I think this is a family topic, we should be encouraged to talk about family health awareness and family DNA, health history. You can see why being adopted here would be a problem. I kind of have an issue with adoption, best to be raised by your own flesh and blood, however I’m pretty sure my friend, who was adopted, it worked out for her, and if you read my “Family Photo with Big Boobs Story” you’ll hear about my mother’s adopted plight. I do recall my aunt giving me some advice when I was 26, when I was repainting her mother’s house. And you know what, her advice was crap, she just wanted to ‘powertrip’ and tell me what to do, when she clearly was inexperienced. Had she told me about the whole arm thing, now that would have been helpful. I can assure you, not be able to use your arms properly, as intended, when you reach age 45 is a huge impediment. Oh, not being sick gives one a ‘wiry’ strength, as soon as you catch a virus, you lose that ‘wiry’ strength, well I did. And same as how putting up with pain as a child, teaches you to ignore it when your older; kneeling in church twice a week at same school; teaches your body to ignore important safety signals) Like another time, when I noted I had a bit of pain in my foot, but I didn’t bother to check it straight away, I just kind of ignored it as it was not that bad, and well, I was in the middle of doing something. But if I had of just checked my foot straightaway, quickly, I could’ve removed that piece of Wood chip that had slipped in my shoe and saved myself some pain. I have heard many other people do it to, like getting bitten by spiders and ignoring it until they have finished the lawnmowing or whatever, only ending up in dire straights. Advise that teachers and parents ought to give out; Really and truly, if you are experiencing pain of any kind, stop immediately, whatever you’re doing and address it. “Stop and Deal. Don’t be a slow reactor!” I think also, people ignore it, is because when they were kids growing up, they had to endure problems, they didn’t have any control over, so they learnt; there’s no point in dealing with it, they have endure. 23. My Stolen Black Beauty Horse Story I’ve mentioned on this blog my love of horses, and horse riding. I’ve done a fair amount of horse-riding in my life and considering I’ve never actually owned a horse, have been fairly fortunate. Aside from my wonderful Kootingal experience as an infant. My horse experience got more serious when we moved to Gunnedah, on to a farm, ‘Holwood’, and our neighbours, had horses, plus a girl who was the same age as me in my class. We would sometimes go riding, and her mother taught me how to ‘rise to the trot’, if you don’t know how to ‘rise to the trot’, things can be quite bumpy, when you learn how to ‘rise to the trot’, everything is much smoother, and it kind of feels like a bit of a miracle! I remember seeing her mother many years later, and noted she was quite a striking woman, I thought if she couldn’t teach me to rise to the trot, then no one could! J They also owned a black stallion, and I remember wondering up the paddock with Christina, and talking to this black stallion, he would come trotting over as soon as he saw us thrilled to be able to “talk to the girls”. - Oh, that reminds me, another story that was stolen. I was talking about, where I mentioned “Black Beauty” was on TV, and I wasn’t allowed to watch it, as it was on at 8:30, and our bedtime was 6:30! But I was fortunate because my neighbours had a black stallion, I had a real Black Stallion! I also mentioned about a movie I watched about a wild black stallion who was on a boat being taken over to Arabia, and there was a big storm, the whole boat capsized, but a young boy saved the horse, and they both ended up swimming to deserted island, the rest of the movie was about how these two got to know one another on the island, I guess until someone saved them. (I think it was called The Black Stallion?) I later, not so long ago now, watched a similar movie, but I think it had been changed from the original? And I took an image from that movie, along with that story, it was an image of a sand dune with a horse in the background, it wasn’t a significant image. I suspect some stupid little idiot has deleted that story, because of that image, so I encourage you to take photos of movies and stick them on the Internet, because some little dickhead IT nerd boy shouldn’t be allowed to hack my computer and delete images, just because they think there’s a copyright issue. There is not btw, taking snapshots of movies is not illegal in any way. (I went on YouTube and looked up “The Black Stallion”, there was a trailer, I think that was it, got a similar screenshot) Attention all computer hackers – FUCK OFF AND GET YOUR OWN LIFE {So, as I’ve been thinking about all my horse stories, and discovering all of the stories that have been stolen of my PC, there has also been a whole series of coinciding seed sales. So, I think somebody is stealing them and the same person or maybe a different person who is making it their business to pay attention to my stories, is purchasing my seeds every time something gets stolen! What the!} And, another little horse didi; I did horse-riding at school. One day it was “Share your horse with a handicap day” – it was this community program that the school participated in. For some reason that day I was running late, something that usually never happens. So, by the time I got there, all the horses were taken, and class had started. So, one of the teachers said I could ride her horse. She had a beautiful black thoroughbred; I think it was. When I started riding this horse, I could not believe it – it was like a dream. That horse was so easy, she could sense everything that was required of her, and sometimes in advance, as the teacher was taking the class, so the horse could read the teacher too. It was so different to the school ponies I was used to, who by their age had had a fair enough of little girls who wanted to ride about!! Another lucky and blessed experience, I shall never forget it. 24. Cornfields Stolen Horse Story Another story stolen off my PC! What is the obsession with my horse stories? Here it is again, I found a similar image online of the actual Cornfields. Btw, all images that are NOT mine (but ALSO including mine), that I use on my blog are “Public Domain -Free for personal and commercial use, no attrition necessary”. So if some stupid little girl is deleting my stories because they think there is copyright infringements THINK AGAIN you stoopid little 3rd born. (This includes several of my flower photos too.) And just because stoopid little 3rd born with narcissists CONTROL ISSUES, does not know where the image is from, DOES NOT GIVE THE RIGHT FOR stoopid little 3rd born TO STEAL FROM ME - The police = 3rd ticket for not speeding – some pervert computer nerds telling them I am stealing images – that is BULL stupids. Oh, and if you change your mind about an image, and change the licencing years later – TOO BAD. You cannot use this as a means to steal from people. STUPID POLICE. Do you see how SNEAKY thieves are, they ruin everything? They should be shot. So, my story goes, our other neighbours at ‘Holwood’, actually also our landlord, owned horses too, and I could ride over there. They had a few cornfields, {may have been sorghum} that I absolutely loved riding in, their roads were sandy smooth, so no stones that a horse could stumble on, plus the corn was 8ft high, I just loved riding through those cornfields, nothing could spook the horse, so I went as fast as I could get the horse to go, and she just loved it to, we were a great duo, having the times of our lives. I did have to walk the horse afterwards, so she would not catch a cold – all sweaty. Note my happy childhood and the healthy people around me, compared to adulthood and the unhealthy people around me – an extreme difference of tone. Anyone who works for Telstra and or the QLD police – mentally retarded. 25. Horse stories continued; fast riding, female bullies, and women in the race industry I did horse-riding at school, I was able to get a few good gallops in every time; there was a large paddock out the back, with a gully and a long straight. I would just love going as fast as I could up that straight. I think some of the other horse riders noticed that I sometimes used to ride really fast up that straight. And I’m not sure why, but none of the other girls would go for good gallops like I did? Maybe I did not see? I think maybe they were slightly fearful, or afraid to go really fast. Not only afraid of the horse and the unknown, but afraid of not being ‘ladylike’. Thus, they became not only jealous of me, but afraid of me. {see how women are women’s worst enemy} One time when I was out for a ride, on my own (I was always on my own, after my ‘horsy’ friend Michelle left, due to bullies), and I was riding down the back near the huge pines that adjoin the oval, and there were some girls hiding in the in the pines, they were yelling out obscenities of some sort. Verbal harassment (sound familiar? – this was the first time it happened!!) I couldn’t see who it was, the pines were too thick - but that was their aim, typical females, such cowards hiding and fighting - stupids. I’m thinking maybe it was the same girls who had a go at me when riding during class one time, if you recall my “Fiery Horse story”?? but I am really not sure, still today, no birdy has told me who it was. And it’s a little strange I can’t remember the faces or names of those other girls, as they were in my year, maybe it was Anna Harding? – you know how I love to Name and Shame! The only effective method in combatting grown adult female dogs. So, the bullying involved repeatedly trying to “put me in my place” so to speak, so female discrimination in regards to galloping a horse – utter wild freedom. Dogs trying to oppress other girls. Also, trying to ‘rain on my parade’ , so if I was happy, then they would try to ruin whatever the subject of the happiness, without coming across as a bitches, (no social media or phone recorders back then). The main reason they were verbally harassing me was sheer joy on my part, and them jealous of it – like dog jealous – they could FEEL MY JOY, and resented it, as they were not that joyful about anything – they had crap parents. Plane jealousy. As I update this in 2026, I note, those dogs, not sure if same female ones, but DOGS for sure, still do this bully tactic: I was over at Freshwater point recently and in this very remote spot, suddenly there was a stupid blonde, short dog, who had followed me the 2km down the bush track, then followed me down to the turtle beach and hid in the bushes. Literally hiding from me, about 300m away. As I was leaving, I could hear this stupid woman yelling loudly from her hiding spot, yelling gobbledygook (no idea what she was talking about) – I had my sore foot, so could not run and punch her in the face – as what she deserves. No, she deserves a bullet to the ear. Stupid dogs. Just so fucking stupid: fuck off you stupid blonde dogs. LEAVE ME ALONE. Surely my reference to DOGS WOULD BE ENOUGH TO KEEP TEHM AT BAY??? It’s strange how in life you can have so many problems which can cause great big conflicts, but amongst girls there doesn’t seem to be any real problems in the first place; fighting for no reason at all, yet they still cause these great big conflicts, due to their mere stupid bitchy jealous nature. I note THIS TYPE of person doesn’t grow out of either, they continue their stupid jealous reactions well into adulthood. I think, I know, it’s a 3rd born issue. Mothers ought to stop after 2 – and you really shouldn’t send your kids away to school, no one else is going to look after your kids, NO ONE - you’re naive if you think they will. Having said that I’ve come across mothers who are so bloody hopeless, boarding school would actually be a better option for their kids – I suspect these dogs I am talking about; their mothers so hopeless, they were sent away.} So, I know how to enjoy my life, (on my own) I’ve known for a very long time, I’ve known all my life how to be happy, and positive. I am not afraid on my own – I can take care of myself. I have ‘built in’ instincts. I’ve had to deal with these stupid jealous bitches all my life, - well, since that school anyway. I know how to deal with them; the best way to deal with them is to completely not have them in your life, it’s the only real solution, if you want to be happy – no bitches at all. I used to love riding fast, so much, that I probably should’ve been a jockey, back then! I was certainly tiny enough for it, but back then, girls weren’t jockeys. I do believe later they did a big thing in Australia, around Melbourne Cup Day, around about 2000 - 2002 sometime, when feminists (or stupid bitches, I’m not sure) were putting female jockeys in the Melbourne Cup, and as a result, they were totally bitchy to the existing young male jockeys who were already lined up to go. I saw it all unfold on television, channel 9, it was a disaster, there were these little blonde bully girl jockeys taking over the race. And ever since then I feel like the Melbourne Cup has been rigged anyway. It is rigged. They seem to insert names of my associations into the race and turn their race into a race of life – they are stupid. So not sure if it is 2nd race or the whole thing is fake. Same as the Olympics. Oh I miss horse riding. No laws about how fast you can go on a horse. HA you stupid dogs – you lose. 26. What, No Horse at Rangari! When I moved to the farm at Rangari I decided I wouldn’t see, if I could somehow obtain a horse to ride, I felt I couldn’t really afford to do the shoeing. I found the shoeing was the most expensive part about horse-riding, or keeping a horse, because there was plenty to eat, I think maybe in drought times it could’ve been a different situation, but for the most part, there was no food expenses, and when I rode Batman, he certainly didn’t have any medical issues. The only thing I had to pay for, was the shoeing. Everybody knows a horse has hooves, which grow, and so every 2 months or so, the shoes (that u shaped piece of wrought iron) falls off and they need to be re-done (they can injure the horse if not done). And so while perhaps in the olden days, it would be easy enough to get someone to do it, I feel as the years went by, it was getting harder to find someone to come out to a farm and do this service. I wasn’t confident that I could find someone reliable enough to do it on a regular basis either, a shoe smith is not a job for the fainthearted. It requires someone with strength, so only a man could do this as a full-time job. He needs to hold up the horses back leg, which is very heavy, even a small horse has a heavy back leg, and he has to hold it the whole time while they remove the old shoe, and put the new shoe on. So, the type of person needed to do this particular job needs not only strength, but they have to be good natured to deal with animals, as well as honest, because he’s someone who travels out to people‘s private properties. So, I was not confident at all that I would have a reliable person to do it, even if I scraped enough money up to pay him. {Even though I did have someone good to do the shoeing for Batman, but that was the other side of town}. I definitely missed riding Batman. That reminds me of another story; I had set up pine jumps on one of the paddocks at “Rowan Leigh” there was a big contour bank, and the farmer had chopped down the pines, they’re bit of a weed out there (the ones that have the divine pine scent; Callitris glaucophylla - White Cypress Pine). And so, I had taken those dead pine trunks, and turned them into jumps. Even though Batman was a trained Stockhorse, and he knew it; so was reluctant to do anything else, he would only oblige me and my jumping, because I loved it so much. Provided, I didn’t make the jumps too high; I remember one-day, seeing how high I could get him to jump, I got off him, and made the jump taller making sure he was watching so he could see I was making twice as high. I made sure it was the first jump in the row (there were about 15 jumps, all spaced about 20m apart) I raised the first one, because, Batman did not like to jump like all the other horses, at a steady canter, he liked to jump going at A FULL GALLOP, what I called like a ‘Bat out of Hell’! So hopefully for the first one, he still would not be going too fast – so we set off, but sure enough he balked, and I could see what was about to happen, I was about to fall on top of the jump -you can’t stop gravity no matter how good are rider you are, and so I moaned in anticipation, and at that point my head was kind of up near Batman‘s ear, and he heard me moaning, and so do you know what this horse did, it was fairly unbelievable, I’m not sure you’ll believe me when I tell you, but as soon as he heard me moan, he moved his whole body in a right angle and over, so he kind of caught me as I was coming down, so instead of landing on the jump, I landed back in the saddle, a bit skew-whiff but nevertheless I didn’t fall off, so how about that! He literally saved me! You know it really does pay to express yourself, whenever you can! (Although, perhaps if I made that jump no 4 or 5, in full gallop, he probably would have cleared it no problems, it was like he was making a statement, “yeah, I saw you and no I don’t want to jump too high, see!” I was also saved by a horse at pony camp, I’ve mentioned on my blog that I do not recommend pony camp. When I went there, (Gunnedah Pony Camp, at 15 or something ) I was having such a difficult time from some of the stupid little girl bitches who were also attending. It also involved Steve Carter, infact I would say ALL his fault, as the main “bully bitch” was some stupid blonde that he was in flagrante with; he was egging her on (he is blonde too btw). OMG, the slow realization about the truth of blondes; stupid. Those two people responsible, 3 actually, the blonde bitch had a minion; have done, irreparable damage to my life, and they are going to have some very bad karma. Steve Carter had a ‘spiritual’ chance to make up for his actions later, (I’m talking about the house), but he did not take it. By the way, my horse that I had at Pony camp was smarter than anyone any other human in my life at that time - he was trying to save me with his leg, his “lame” leg. (Trying to save me from Steve Carter and all the blonde bitches). Eventually he did, I left earlier than the 7 days. I guess only God knows what may have happened in those 2 days if I stayed. I recall there was also a total shower pervert there, Stuart Brady, with holes in the colour-bond shower walls. Yuk. Mum had arranged that horse from someone I did not know, and this horse could see what was going on with all the stupid bitch girls, quite remarkable. More so than anyone else. Plus, this horse tried to save me from a terrible situation. I’m not going to tell you exactly, how he did it, because it’s a bit of a horse secret, and I don’t want to let their horse secret known. But horses are way cleverer than any human I have ever met. They are more evolved; they have no fear, so have evolved. 27. Who put that Trotter in there! Oh, and one other thing when I moved to Bulga, (read photo story “Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm” on page 1) before the race horses were put in the yard, I think, if I can recall, someone put in a retired Trotter in my paddock, Mary. So, I was able to ride this horse, another good-natured horse, easy to catch. Except well, I loved to canter and gallop, and this horse only knew how to trot, I ended up getting a stitch every time we went for a ride - rising to the trot - such a fast pace! Who put that horse there! You as the reader might not be able to see exactly what was going on with getting that horse for me. Just so wrong. And while I mentioned those horses on Cull farm. One from the group of retired race horses that were put in my paddock, was very ‘bad natured’ horse. I later discovered it was because of its previous owner, a farmer, who didn’t treat it properly with respect, and so the horse developed a bad nature. I find it extraordinary how a farmer wouldn’t know how to handle a horse properly - they must be simpleton simpleton simpleton. Horses are like little third graders, they’re so easy to control and manipulate, why you would need to use force or cruelty, or disrespect of any sort, is beyond comprehension. Really and truly, for goodness sakes, go and read The Seven Games of Natural Horsemanship. And apparently it was female – some of them admit guilt sooner or later; another case of stupid tyrannical bitch in Gunnedah, trying to teach its horse “a lesson” when it doesn’t quite go her way; I am well familiar with those types, they've been raised spoilt by unloving bimbo mothers and arsehole fathers, and as a result turn out dysfunctionally stupid. Most of them gravitate to working at Centrelink. So that horse was pretty much a right off, you couldn't put it to any use because it had been so badly harassed and treated. Does that sound familiar Centrelink? - ringing any bells, you stupid little bitches. Why do I have to spell this out; how can you be so hopeless at parenting you stupid Australian parents? One old farmer I encountered at Gin Gin, after hearing that story, said back in his time, he used to walk around the local bushland there in QLD, with a gun, just in case anything bad tried to get him! He was implying how silly and naive he was when he was younger, being so fearful. This is a repeated issue: stupid parents raising their kids with fear. Ah those ringtail possums – they might getya!! You know, when I rode Batman, he only spooked once the entire time I was there, and that was when one evening I was visiting my neighbours and found myself still there just after dusk, (we had yabbies for dinner, from my dam, that we had just caught in the morning. Sauteed in garlic – yum! ) But it was a full moon, and a lovely evening, I was looking forward to riding him the 3km or so back to my house, just as we set off, I lit a cigarette (still smoked then) and he gave a little startle to the light, in the dusk dark. Mmm, such happy horse memories…..Batman was an older male horse, but I bet he was raised and handled with respect by his original owner. 28. Horse Story no 8, re Slow Motion Since I moved to my new unit in Queensland, the stealing has greatly been reduced, in fact in the 6 months I’ve been here, I think only 4 items are missing. However, what I have noticed, instead, has been taken, are my little stories from my blog. Currently it is September 2022, and I’m discovering, about on average, 1 little story per week that has gone missing, all traces gone missing, gone off my blog, gone off my PC, and gone from my Outlook emails. I’m having to rewrite them - which is a real nuisance! The person who has taken them are a Nuisance. The latest one I have discovered taken, was another one of my horse stories; One horse riding class, way back in school, in the 1980’s, there was a gung-ho horse mistress, who was lunging horse and rider together around in the arena. I’m not entirely certain why she was doing this, the whole exercise seems pointless, but when it was my turn, and as the lunger had the reins, and the rider had none, and thus limited control, sooner or later, I was going to fall off {although if the horse mistress had of been a little bit savvy, this would not have happened, I believe though it was done deliberatley – I certainly cannot trust a woman with the reins} So, at any rate, I did fall off, and what happened was; I could feel myself falling, and suddenly, as I went over, everything went into slow motion, and I could see the horses girth as my head went down, and then I could see its top leg thigh, then its knee. It was like I was just observing all of these body parts as I was falling, and I was saying to myself each one that I could see it when I got up to it. It was like I was explaining to myself what was happening, until I could see the ground coming, and then suddenly landed, albeit not injured at all, as the ground was a thick layer of sawdust (inside the arena). So, there were two things strange about this situation, one was the slow-motion experience, which was a little bizarre and it just goes to show you how clever your mind really can be. The other thing was why there are certain women that want to lunge young girls around in circles; this is a ridiculous concept, and stems from major control issues. As an old woman now- this problem is still very prevalent in society – major dysfunctional woman out there trying to control the situation, when THEY SHOULD NOT, and HAVE NO PLACE/RIGHT, to do so. Such a little girl problem in grown women; as it is little girls who cannot see it is not their right to control the situation. {This is such a simple issue to fix in a woman, how have these women, as adults not learnt this??}. Years later after I left school and was riding with a neighbour, a slightly older woman, she too wanted to do exactly the same exercise, it was quite bizarre, I had to put the brakes on as again I would have fallen, she was by no means, savvy enough. A few years ago, I was watching a wonderful version of Sherlock Holmes from the BBC, and in this episode, Sherlock got himself into a dire situation, and suddenly everything went into slow motion for him, as he was thinking about what he could do to resolve it, and this was exactly what happened to me, it was just like that scene, only of course I couldn’t do anything to resolve the situation, I just had to watch it as it happened. And so, the person who keeps stealing my stories, particularly horse ones; bugger off and get your own horse, and get your own horse stories. And in case you haven’t worked out, which obviously you don’t know, because you’re stealing; you actually have to pay for everything in life, one way or the other - it will catch up to you, so do yourself a favour and stop stealing things that are NOT yours. Although, having said that, on my blog I have heaps of stories that carry a topic of interest, so I really think any story taken and used and or adapted is most certainly a help to society. Just leave my story where you found it. 29. Horses on Holidays On the 1 holiday I went on, some 20 odd years ago now, I saw a brochure in the information centre, with a horse and rider galloping along the beach, in the gentle breaking waves. I had always wanted to go horse riding on the beach and canter through the breaking waves, always. And around Cairns would be ideal because there’s no big surf to spook the horse. So, I thought, hooray, I’ll go and do it, spend my money on that. Off I went, so ¾ of the way through the trail, which was just through a sparse deforested area that was practically farmland, finally we got to the beach; but the guide said “we were not to go anywhere near the water as it will destroy the tack”. (Tack is horse gear) It was very disappointing, I was really annoyed about this because you can get saddles that are not leather, but actually I think leather should hold up in salt water anyway….AND their brochure had someone cantering along the beach through the water. So, it’s totally false advertising and, I feel this is typical Australians wanting to play Nazi rules – they are so anal, it’s ridiculous, it’s like they have this barrier up to stop themselves and the people around them from having fun. They are so unevolved. They should stop over at the Caribbean and see how it’s done, you can go horseback riding on the beach over there, although they said it’s at a cost $250 per hour! J In one of my photo stories (Future Business Mission on p7), I say, I would love to own a Horse and Carriage business in the tropics, to take people on a beautiful scenic botanical journey, as a part of vacation activities. {I plan on winning the lottery so I can actually do it!} Although, after living in the subtropics now for not even 12 months I can see there’s going to be a huge problem for doing anything horse related, and that is the tics. As soon as any animal wonders past a bush, I’m sure at least five tics jumps on, and then again when they wonder past the next bush…! I have seen some horses in the area, so I do wonder how they survive, they possibly take that veterinary prescribed Spot-On treatment, although if you’ve read my blog, you know that I’m very much opposed to such a cancer-causing treatment. I guess I shouldn’t worry about such a hurdle until I actually win the lottery! Feel free to contact me if you have a beautiful holiday spot that runs near a beach (in the tropics) and would like to offer scenic carriage rides around the property. 30. Zig Zagging through an Acacia lined little country rd Oooh if only I took a photo at the time (if only I had a camera! actually not having a camera was the source of many problems when I was in my 20’s and 30’s). If anyone would like to go and get a photo of the road I’m talking about, it is Wightman Rd & Tunningley Ln, Emerald Hill, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia One day I ventured over to this little laneway on my horse Batman, and it was the prettiest little road that you have ever seen, I was so thrilled and excited about this little laneway, it was in full flower, with the most fragrantly beautifully scented Acacias. My horse thought so too, and he started zigzagging from one side of the road to the other to stop on each side to smell the Acacias!! We had a lovely afternoon! What makes this little sweet road different from the others, is that it is untouched, by councilmen, who typically come along and mow both sides of the roads so nothing grows. For some reason they neglected this road, and now look how beautiful it is. From google maps it still looks like it is Acacia lined. They flower in August (I think it was August?) I have noticed recently, up here in Queensland now, I don’t know if this is everywhere across Australia, but some silly twit has given the go-ahead for councils to spray with glyphosate (a poison). I can’t believe they do this; we’ve survived all these generations without having to use a poisons on the roadside. It is still not necessary today. So could someone with some common sense, please go and tell those councils to wake up and smell the roses. 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Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. LIFE STORIES P1 View this spring 2017 from kitchen window I love My Garden I Love My Grden June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Backyard flying trapeze set up to teach kids how to fly through life 3. June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This is the house at Piallaway near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia, where I had my childhood. I absolutely loved this house and growing up on the farm (“Holwood”) We moved here from Tamworth, where we had our family house at Limbri, on the market, and we stayed in this Holwood house until that Limbri house sold -which was 5 years! 5 years, can you believe it - no one wanted to live on acreage at that point! And we rented this house from a wonderful family who lived next door across the paddocks, at “Clifton”. We were often over at their place playing with their kids and swimming in their salt water pool. They had horses! Occasionally the farmer would slaughter a beast and give our family plenty of cuts- can you believe that? What a landlord, they don’t make them like that anymore!! While we were living on that farm, in Australia we still had cracker night. A time when you lit a big bonfire, and set off fireworks. You could buy them at the local shops, the newsagency sold them if I recall, it was a long time ago. Apparently, too many careless Australian bogans were setting off firecrackers and injuring themselves, and so they ban it. But, it was awesome, every year for a couple of weeks prior, the farmer landlord would collect logs and branches with his tractor and pile them at least 4m high, in a big bonfire. (Now I've definitely written this story before goodness knows what happened to it - not on my PC). I loved watching all the fireworks go off, dad and Prue would buy heaps, my favourite was the little parachute one; after it went off, it dropped a parachute, and we'd all race and get the parachute.... Such happy memories. Oh and the sparklers, weren't they fun! Too bad about the careless Bogans, they ruin everything. In this photo our cousins were staying (the Bones), that’s me in the red parker standing next to dad. My room was on the very corner of the house, you can see my double doors on the veranda in the photo. By the way, both my parents were from Sydney. I was born in Sydney, at mum‘s hospital where she worked as a nurse, Sydney Royal North Shore Hospital. When I was 2yrs old, mum decided that she wanted to raise her family in the ‘clean country air’. Dad got a job with the Department of Education and so we packed up and moved to Limbri. When I was seven mum had met a lot of friends who were actually from Gunnedah, the next town over from Tamworth, so she asked dad to put in a transfer to move to Gunnedah Dep of Agriculture, he was successful, and we packed up and moved to Gunnedah, where they stayed for the remainder of their life, living happily, ever after so to speak. They both loved Gunnedah. 5. A childhood most people would kill for (and photo of Dad’s 1970’s Morris Mini Moke!) I didn’t know it at the time but I had a childhood that some people would kill for. Having a happy and carefree childhood, with both loving parents (yin/yang) sets you up for the rest of your life, in a positive mindset and with inner assurance, happiness and confidence. (Unfortunately, I had 3 or 4 rotten teachers along the way [home school is the way to go]) but all in all, the happy childhood shines through, to get you through life‘s trials and tribulations. There is a slight trade-off, of having a happy childhood; there’s a certain personality type who didn’t have a happy childhood, and, or, who had a power tripping father; and who can recognise it in you, and they immediately hate you, they hate seeing anyone happy or confident. They have chips on their shoulder. (Those people also hate seeing a pet well cared for too, it is instant subconscious jealousy). Men in particular have a problem with confident women, whereas I find a lot of women hate other women who are happy, especially if they’re not married. I’ve mentioned before that one thing that is needed to keep a marriage going well, is an effort to show respect towards your partner, I feel it’s the same with children too - we all had quite a lot of respect in our family, my parents were respectful towards me, for the most part, and vice versa. I will give you an example here, I’m pretty sure I’ve already written about this but it was deleted, so I’m writing it again. My dad used to collect our mail every day after he finished work from the letterbox at the front of the house, no one else really paid any attention to the mail (no such thing as online shopping back then) But if any of us did receive a letter, on the rare occasion, then dad would seek us out and personally hand-deliver the letter to us. I just thought this was normal behaviour, but as I have since lived in various situations and locations, and have come across various people, I have realised that this is an area where there is a fundamental lack of respect within families. Often one person dominates the family and opens any mail to anyone addressed within the household. GUESS WHAT if it’s not addressed to you then you shouldn’t be opening it, regardless of who you are, and by the way, it is actually a crime to open somebody else’s mail, this includes within the family, obviously unless you’re a carer for an incapacitated person. But more to the point it is just disrespectful and unempowering. This area also crosses over to phone messages, taking phone messages, and giving phone messages. I’ve noticed there are some people who just don’t know how to do this basic courtesy, and it all comes down to a lack of respect for somebody else, because they haven’t learnt how to be respectful in their family growing up. I guess lack of empathy too. Back to our family, Dad always cleaned up after himself too, but I don’t think I ever saw him with a vacuum, the traditional role of housewife and bread maker, prevailed, but he never left mess for her, and often cleaned the kitchen; as I wrote before (actually I think it was stolen, but, every night after mum cooked the family meal, he would do the washing up, even when I started to learn to cook, and left huge messes in the kitchen, he would still clean the kitchen up (what a dad!) – we all gave him the nickname of the dick-washer! (His name was a Richard, but everyone called him Dick! He liked doing it, as he could spend a couple of hrs every night on his own, and swoosh back half a bottle of wine. And honesty was big, there were no lies, no one had any need to lie, ever. I’ve actually been told most women were jealous of my father. I can only suppose it was because, you know, back in his day, in the 50s, he was a swing dancer, master of the Lindy hop!! Lol, plus, you know, he never ‘hooned’ while driving, not even a little bit at the lights when they change, very responsible. You know, he took out health insurance for the whole family (only since none of us were sickly it was never used, although, even after all the kids left home, and they were no longer listed on the health plan, dad kept it for himself and mum, but when dad got sick (pancreatic cancer in his early 70’s) - do you think the health provider took care of him? After what, 50yrs of paying regular health insurance, they did NOT look after him, it was not for a couple of weeks of waiting around in pain in Sydney, when finally, one of the nurses noted he had private health insurance, so then he was taken and operated on, with an operation extending his life, giving him another 6mnths or so to live (pancreatic cancer is fatal). Anyway, back to my father hero story, as I’m old and wise now I know a lot of men aren’t like this at all, they’re bullies who don’t know how to live and be happy and raise a child. I hate those fathers because it is their daughters that I encounter on a daily basis and that I have to take to combat because of their dysfunction. So, shape up Australian parents, you’ve got a long way to go. All the siblings have grown up and gone their separate ways - and have been somewhat disappointing in my opinion. I’m not sure how we can be so different but perhaps it was schooling, we each went to a different secondary school. I recall my sister being given a choice when she was 10, if she wanted to go to the same boarding school as me, she said, she noted a change in me, for the worse, and so DID NOT want to go to that school!! So, she went to the local Catholic school. {I believe I did change too; I went from a happy loving environment into a bitch environment; not good for anyone let alone 11-year-old little girl}. Then after Daniel had some difficulties at Tas, he did his final 2 yrs at the local high school where he was much happier, (mum and dad installed a small punching bag and a big boxing bag for him, so he too could learn to fight – I tell you, fairytale childhoods!) so Tomas followed suit at the local high school too. We have different morals and values. Some items were stolen when they were around, if it wasn’t them, it was someone trying to make it look like them. (Never underestimates DOGS) But I know they’re certainly very disrespectful towards me, they cannot handle the fact that I’m not married and like them (a common theme in Australia, everyone wants to be the same as everyone else). Well not me! And they certainly can’t handle the dogs that follow me around. When Daniel and Sherry got married, I was deliberatley excluded from wedding cake, and Daniels, big boob wife gave me dog soap for xmas - I do not have a dog. I will NOT be playing that role – (same as mum). I no longer have bullies in my life. Good riddance. But , I guess I shouldn't be too disappointed, as I know what they're were like. I'll give you a little example; when I was young, we were all down at the beach one Christmas holidays, all the family, we had Lilo's that year, and all the kids were out on these lilos, at least 3, maybe 4…we kind of put them together to make a bit of a raft and we're having fun jumping off into the water….. so suddenly there was this commotion on the beach, we saw the surf life savers buggy hooning down the beach (the beach was very long, at least 1km down to our end), the guys in the buggy were waving us in, and shouting. We were a long way out, I didn't hear what they were shouting, but my cousin I think it was him, said “shark shark, there’s a shark!” So then suddenly everyone jumped off the lilos and started swimming hell for leather, - leaving me stuck with all the lilos!! So, I had to swim in, somehow managing to pull behind me, infront of me and alongside all the lilos!! I went as fast as I could, but, I am not so sure there was a shark – I did not see a shark, and I know what those surfies are like, hooning down the beach in their buggy is fun for them. Well, at any rate it was a kind of lesson: your family will leave you for dead in an emergency situation, they cannot be relied on {pretty much has been proven to be true}. I’m always on my own, and I’m more than capable enough to handle everything. I found in my 30’s, back at Gunnedah, my sisters main aim was to play sides with everyone I encounted, and now, stupid dogs from TV, copy her, like popular American celebs who (don’t they have anything better to concern themselves with, other than my family and I). After dad died it was a bit of a case of ‘when the cats away the mice will play’. I certainly don’t want anything to do with them, it’s better for my health, not only my mental health, but physical health, you know when a sibling wants something they can be very wilful, even if they want you gone. Although mine are far more easily manipulated by other dogs who want to play sides too. Btw, all my siblings are considered ‘fully functioning’ and are “comfortable”, so when you read my blog and you see the photo of this Mini Moke , which represents ‘fun and freedom’ from the 70s, don’t get the wrong idea about my parents; parenting without an Ironfist, is the only way to parent as far as I am concerned. It’s just I am a little different than most, and society is not yet quite fully equipped for me. At least I have fond happy childhood memories of everyone. I remember the last Christmas we were all together, quite some time ago when dad was still alive and he paid for all the food. I specifically remember it because, as per usual I was doing all the cooking, and that year would've been the hottest day that I was aware of, I checked the temperature gauge, it was 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was 44°C - in the shade. VERY HOT DAY. My feet had swollen up from the heat so much so, that I could no longer wear my shoes, so I had been in the kitchen cooking with no shoes, by the end of that day I was in some pain, and that was the end for me, of any more hot Christmas lunches with the hot ovens going. {Albeit, I do remember the food that year was delicious!} The photo next to that one is another shot of the 6. Holwood house near Currabubula, with the car! Ford Falcon , the trusted family car. In 1983 dad won the lottery on the scratchies, (!!) what did he do; bought a ford falcon, and sent me to private boarding school. We rocked up to my school in that car, - not that I really was paying too much attention then, but later, so it seems, (I have the gift of seeing now what I couldn’t see back then) - then, I wasn’t into cars in anyway, nor was I into the monetary value of such things, but apparently some young 11yr old girls are (I hate to think what their family life was like, yuk and superficial). So those few year 7 girls noticed my car and assumed our family was really poor, (!) and I was there on some sort of charity case. Most of the cars that were parked in that year 7 carpark on the first day were Volvos, Mercedes, and new modern cars, none of them certainly had any dust on them from driving on muddy dirty roads like ours! (even though it was a school full of famers daughters!). Farmers had ‘town cars’. By the way, I enrolled to go horse riding, and spent 4 years horse riding, each term, I felt I was lucky to do this, although the cost of it wasn’t that great in my opinion, if I recall, about $120 a term and there were 3 terms a year. (Owning a horse would have worked out to be far greater) And I could really do as much horse riding as I wished after school and on the weekends, - I got my bang for my buck! And anyway, I put it down to my parents being able to afford horse riding, because they didn’t waste money on expensive cars. A lot of girls with expensive cars couldn’t afford to go horse riding, and were jealous. (I’m from a family who has common sense, well at least dad did anyway, that’s where I get it from!! Mum – 4 kids, actually she wanted 5 – total nutter!! I actually believe that fact that they could send me away was a bit of a relief for mum, as it was one less to look after, not that she would have agreed. But, as a sidebar, if it were not for mums 4th born, our family house would’ve burnt down back in 1986! You see when Tomas was born, as there was such a large gap between him and everyone else, everyone just loved him, everyone thought he was the cutest little toddler ever, he used to make everyone laugh with joy! He really had ‘carte blanche’, and did whatever he pleased - for example, mum had a rule that at dinner times, everyone was to sit at the kitchen table for the whole duration of the meal until everyone had finished – ‘family time’, she was really strict about it. But Tomas, well, this rule seemed not to apply to him, he could wander around and do as he felt needed! I guess in retrospect he may have been a little brat! Actually, I don't remember him being a brat when he was young - too cute, but when he was older, 18, he definitely was! Rude and disrespectful in my opinion! And, I am aware that this ‘carte blanche’ can cause mental health problems in some people when they're older, because they never learnt discipline, and how, not to “have their own way” all the time, when they were young. So, they were never given the chance to throw that tantrum when they were 2yrs old, as parents never wanted to see them cry. So, anyway, this one night he had wandered off, and he returned back to me at the table, and took my hand and said “come e-lily, come” (he could not yet pronounce Emily). He insisted, but as, I had not been giving the gift of ‘carte blanche’ I was somewhat reluctant, but he persisted. He took me into the living room that had a fire blazing, “look” he said “pretty e-lily, pretty” - and there I saw, a HUGE burning blazing red ember log, had rolled out onto mums thick woollen handmade rug below the fireplace and was smouldering away in that wool, getting ready to burn the whole timber federation house down. Tomas, must have remembered and knew about my loud scream, thus I suspect why I was chosen – not to mention the prettiness! I do like pretty things! And soon after my scream, dad was there to rescue the house and put the log back. I should mention that rug, was one of those long shag pile rugs that you make with a latch Hook and place each individual length of 12cm long wool yarn into the base rug. We would all tease mum about making it, because the rug was about 4m x 5m, and we didn't think there was any chance she would get it finished, and she used to give us each a latch Hook and ask us to help her! After about 40cm across, she realised it was too big, so she gave up and folded the unfinished rug bit under the part that was done, and put it in front of the fireplace! Lol. Also it would've been probably a few weeks before this incident, when I was going through a ‘Can-Can’ phase, I might've been 12 or 13, I can't exactly remember my age, but I was doing the Can-Can in the kitchen, I was seeing how high I could get my leg, and I got it so high, that I fell straight down on my butt, it bloody hurt, I let out a huge scream, and little Tomas was in the next room, and he would have heard just exactly how loud my screen is Lol! Actually, here's a good spot to mention; in our family, everyone was involved with their own situation, as in, their own individual lives, everyone was busy, and we all had friends, and a lot of ‘life’, going on outside the family unit. So, no one was really too preoccupied at any time, with what somebody else was doing. I mentioned that, because it seems that there are many people who don't know what this is like, they seem to be so far removed from themselves, that they can only concern themselves with what other people are doing. So, for those people that form obsessions with other people, (unhealthy obsessions), I blame their parents for not encouraging them to be active and involved in the community as kids. This is where all the leeches were! 7. The Leech Story - the above photo shows where t he leeches were! Cockburn River at Limbri - such happy memories of picnicking, well barbecuing, b y the river, as a young family. The house was about 500m up the road from that spot. I want to share a little story, as recently I was trapped by certain bullies of society and this story is for them. When I was a little girl I was fortunate enough to live on a farm that had a river running alongside it. One weekend we were down there as a family swimming -the thing with this river, is there were giant leeches all along the shoreline, and you had to swim out to where it was flowing quite fast if you didn’t want to get eaten by leeches. And me, being a little girl, wasn’t too pleased with this arrangement and one time when everyone was out the middle of the river swimming and I was still on the shoreline, I saw 2 of these huge big fat leeches (there about 12cm long) and so I kind of trapped them by building a little circle out of rocks and dirt, they couldn’t get out, they were just swimming round and round. So we left and that was the end of that, it was a distant memory, only some years later at school, on an outward bound excursion, we had been walking quite a lot, and we found ourselves sitting down in the forest resting, and all of a sudden this huge giant leach jumped onto the crotch of my jeans and was wriggling about in a very menacing manner - all the girls screamed, including me. Lucky one levelheaded girl emerged and removed it for me. So I believe this leach ‘leached’ onto me purely as a result of trapping those two leeches many years before. Such is life and the way it works. Watch out SM. The photo next to that is our Bieman family from 1988, we were in Sydney on holidays staying with Grandma Bieman; 8. Bieman Family 1988 with Story to try and Tackle ‘Quality Inhibited’ parenting in Australia The older I get, the more I figure how naive my family, and most families are, about certain fundamentals. (As savvy as my parents were). Countless times I’ve observed parents (actually not thinking of mine here) berating their child to me, because they might be embarrassed about them in front of someone else, and by berating, I mean, putting down, implying that their child is stupid or inadequate, and hopeless, behind the child’s back. They do it in the hopes that the other person (me) doesn’t think this, before they say so. This comes from a place of fear, basically their own personal fears of inadequacies (which they probably are anyway), and so this is inevitably projected onto their child. This is really wrong, I can’t believe so many Australian parents do it. Have some family pride, learn pride, teach pride to your kids. You have to try and raise kids that aren’t hopeless, that’s your aim as a parent. It’s your job to do so. Also, the importance of discussions (and I am thinking of my family here), discussions with your kids about ‘bad’ things that happen in life, is important – if it happened to you, chances are, it will happen to 1 of your kids, that’s how it works. Encourage discussions. If you get an opportunity to tell your child an ’honest-truth’, take it, relish it. Lying does not protect your child, get gritty and grimy. Also discuss money, how much money the family is earning, talk about the family budget, really teach kids about money from an early age, and personal finances, private family money matters, and why they can’t spend money on toys all the time, or talk about finances to their friends. Friend jealousy. One more family thing: just a thought, parents who raise their kids to be sent away, out of their childhood community, lose in my opinion. As there is more of a chance that launching their career within the community where they were raised, will result in happier souls with a sense of place and community. My parents sent 2 of my siblings off for 12 months on exchange in high school, one went to Finland the other went to Canada, and well, neither of them had anything negative to say about the experience, but I personally believe it’s not a good idea to send your child away anywhere - a child needs its family for various reasons one of those reasons is protection against unseen forces. The metaphysical world. The world that you can sometimes see portrayed in the art world. Those real human ‘forces’ can see someone that doesn’t have their family support around them, and will go on the passive aggressive attack, just because they can. I know as an adult I have experienced such situations, so I know the importance of keeping your child protected. Some people believe this is a religious thing, like if the child is “confirmed” then he she will be protected anyway. And, having now witnessed many different family situations. I can’t tell you how fortunate it was as a child, to not have a broken family, to have stability and not have people coming and going all the time, knowing that when I got home from school, mum would be there getting dinner underway, and dad would be home later. That kind of security I had growing up, enables a strong sense of self, and inner assurance. Also, if someone is attacking you (not a family member) but a bully, if they’re slandering you, telling you you’re crazy and or stupid, whatever, they are not only having a go at you, but they are having a go at your whole family, as you’re all related with the same DNA, you think similarly. My family and many families I’ve met, don’t get the whole concept of ‘you’re from the same place, therefore you’re on the same side, and you have to stick together, have one another’s back so to speak, in order to win FAIRLY in life. (Same with a childless couple - you’re on the same side). I put FAIRLY in capital letters, as unfortunatly I have seen many people try to win unfairly. Stupid thieves. Anyway, I’ve come to the conclusion that if you don’t get this, you’re UNWISE, and you need to rethink your whole thought process. Note in the photo in the bottom right corner, there, lying on the grass is a Listerine bottle, I had to laugh when I saw it – Dad used to rinse his mouth every day with Listerine, he never had to go to the dentist ever!! So much a part of daily life, it somehow got caught in the shot!!! Dad btw, worked as an accountant for the big mental institution in Sydney near Balmain (not sure of exact time, but probably around the 1960s) At the time he was there, there was a big political uproar as stories were coming to light of all of the atrocities and abuse of power that goes on in institutions, particularly a mental health one. {Its ALL about punishment (and still is – the Australian police cannot lock me up so the give me fake speeding tickets 3x$500 – punishment for “name calling” – idiots.)}. So, dad was the inadvertent fly on the wall – NOT a spy or informant. The Institute was closed down and my father found a job in the Department of Education, and then a few years later the Department of Agriculture. It's a little ironic, and reassuring that dad played a somewhat small but important role in the closing down of those disgusting mental health institutions. Our family just doesn't like them: they are cruel and unfair. Lol. And ha ha corrupt power tripping police in Queensland. I wanted to mention dad, because I've had major problems with people stealing from me as you know from reading this blog, and one thing I've noticed, these girls think that I'm really rich, "I'm repeatedly hearing it, especially between 2020 and 2023, and before at Rangari "oh you’re really rich" it's like a dog call, those bimbos on television the ones on Netflix who steal from me I believe, it's one of the main reasons they steal from me without any qualms, they think rich people deserve to be stolen from, since the bimbo dogs are poor, (obviously they're stupid). And it's a little bizarre why they would think I am rich, since I haven't been working full-time since 1999 (if you don't work you don't have any money - der fred!). So, then I thought these stupid dogs maybe thought dad was really rich? So, I want to mention what dad did for a living; he had a government job as an accountant. He was not a business tycoon. Lol. He used to collect stamps. He became the manager of his division after 20 years or so. He died with 1 house that still had a mortgage. The last photo across that row shows a 'roof' shot of my much loved front yard at Rangari, in 2017, with my HUGE vege patch and Fruit Tree strips; 9. Stolen Garden So, the farm where I had been living for 10 years, was tragically sold by my landlord, David and Brenda Heywood, to my neighbour Steve and Sophie Carter, who already owned a large station at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW. And I was asked to leave, as Sophie (formerly Sophie Powell – starting to see yet? - Well actually, no you probably can’t see - I’ve only just remembered that Sophie‘s maiden name is Powell (2021), she, and Charlotte Powell, and Amy Powell, would all be related. And Amy Powell was in my year, and if you read my “school bully” story, Amy has a starring role. I’m not going to repeat what I wrote, but to cut a long story short, the bullying had nothing to do with me. I didn’t know anything about the bullying that was going on. But Amy must have, I’m thinking, has gone and whinged to her older relatives Sophie and Charlotte, about me, and they possibly have been responsible for a lot of harassment, that I have encountered. I mean, I have no idea actually what Charlotte Powell looks like, and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t of even known what Sophie Powell looked like had not seen her on that day when she came by and told me that she could fit a family in my house, (not that she had a family lined up) so there’s probably a whole heap of other revolting situations that this family has inflicted, that I do not know about - looks to me they are a whole bullying family. And I guess the only thing I have to say here is; get screwed, get a life, leave me the hell alone, you little dogs. (It was only a letter get a grip wussies, written by a little girl in yr 7, and involved mere name-calling, who cares, why would you follow someone around and hate on them for thinking they did it? You are ALL nuts) Anyway, back to the story; so, Sophie, said they wanted to put family in the house, (what a naive attitude, she is a blonde, a fake blonde) and Steve said he wanted a farmhand to live there. (The real reason was pure Shameful Australian Gardening Jealousy - There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I had little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, my weight, even the way I speak. And they try to sabotage, (women are jealous of everything - they are disgusting) They also try to sabotage my fabric designs, and any other item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a “Gold Star Dog” problem, that is taught by primary school teachers who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely STUPID. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) - Related: This is what happens in my life: every time I walk in front of a crowded open street café, I would have some girl yell out in an abusive aggressive insulting manner at me, this happens every single time I walk past a café, every time, no matter what part of Australia – even in the café at Bunnings – just minding my own business shopping, walking past the café - DOGS !! Oh, I had some dog in Hollywood,(2025) try to tell me that it was just women laughing, as women do in a restaurant situation. And that I was, you know, reacting in a ‘mentally unhealthy’ way. So fuck you - you stupid dog. This is not the case at all, and who the hell do you think you are? If I say I have some girl yelling out at me in an “abusive and aggressive manner” then that's what happened. Take your “trying to save the stupid dogs” - embarrassing and shameful narcissism and shove it up your arse. And yes, for many years, you have been WRONG. At one point you will have to admit it. (stupids). Anyway, I was devastated, (still am several yrs later) as I had planted 1000’s of trees, shrubs, herbs, veges and fruit trees, possibly 10’s of 1000’s, I found a real passion for nature, especially the native flowers. I had planted so many native plants, that I was able to collect the seed and sell it online as a business “Farm Plants and Seeds” (today, if I were still there, I would be rich! all my hard work brought to fruition, there is a huge demand, especially for edible plants, covid19 times, everyone has cash to spend on gardening. I also put solar panels on the roof and built an above ground lap pool to sort out my 3 slipped discs in my back (not to mention exercise) And, not to mention the chook yard, sheds, fences, fruit fly tunnels, shade house, landscaping, etc., etc. I mean, I buried 3 of my cats under 3 orange trees. Just many hrs of hard work that was only possible for a genuine love of the land. (Btw, after I was asked to leave by David and Brenda, David told me, that he had tried to give me ‘hints’ that I would have to leave, as obviously if I had of known, I would not have spent $38000 on a pool and solar panels – David was still yet 15yrs away from retirement age, I did not know he was going to sell to Carters in 2018, and I did not know that he knew the Carters would want my house vacant. –I’m thinking to myself “what bloody hints?” what an idiot giving me “hints” YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. I truly can’t believe how unthinking people are! So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food /good health has been stolen out of pure jealousy. So, in this little story, I am trying portray how angry I was back then, about being thrown out, and still somewhat are. All those people involved in my ‘casting out’ of Gunnedah ought to be truly ashamed of yourselves, and bad things will happen to you, you’d better be prepared. BTW, I watched Steve Carter, as he suddenly kept coming around to my house, this was before he purchased the farm, before I knew he was going to purchase it (but he knew) - and he knew deep down (somewhere in that brain of his), he could not just kick someone out of their home, so I watched him come up with all sorts of reasons why he should, picking fights with me over nothing. I listened to jealous dogs manipulate him, assuming the worst…...Olivia Newton-John, Maggie Bear and Bette Midler had something to do with the brainwashing too. Aswell as the show ‘Insight’ – For some reason I had dogs on SBS, they got all the farmers wives in Gunnedah to hurtle abuse at me, not really sure what the point was. I’m guessing jealousy, (that is the typical underlying issue that concerns other women when it comes to me); about where I was living, I struck gold. That women who hosts, is quite nice, a female with commonsense, but easily manipulated same as everyone else. I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Dogs brain washing Steve Carter. Stupid fucking dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid fucking women, so fucking hopeless I can’t believe it. I have come to the realization that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS thing, she is friends with some of the girls I saw on that show. Jessica is the one who helped turn my tooth black, along with Gina Burn - trying to convince people I was on drugs – Major bullying going on in Gunnedah. Btw, I do not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school, nor Gina Burn? Both their sisters were in my year, neither were enemies in any way. Stupid dogs. But I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Stupid dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid women, so fucking evil, I can’t believe it. So, Steve Carter reckons he was making all the decisions! Ha! The only positive part of my eviction was that I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is a typical power tripping bully misogynist (that whole family is, and I have a NO BULLIES rule in my life, even though after I received the 3mnths notice letter from Heywood’s, I phoned Steve Carter to see if I could stay; all that work I had done, I was not about to give it up – I told him I was an excellent tenant who always paid my rent on due date, but he said no) I guess living somewhere slightly warmer is better too, because of my virus situation. Plus, I could leave the petty thievers behind -or so I thought, they are still stealing from me up here in QLD too (retailers follow me home). There was a mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, I am pretty sure the sales girl was incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman, - my family is fucked too) whenever there is a girl at the shop, I get ripped off by that shop. (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) I should mention – that ‘girl’ factor, that still happens now in 2021 at Gin Gin, if the ‘girl’ is there then they will not fix my sewing machine (had to throw it out ($1000 worth) will not treat me at the Dr’s (literally have to go elsewhere), heaps, 100’s now, of other examples I could mention. I do not know this evil girl – I do not know how those bimbo shop owners/receptionists could allow some evil girl in, to dictate what customers they can or cannot have? That girl needs to be severely fined. I think that girl must be from TV industry – those people are worshipped. And whenever I try to leave a review and mention this stupid blonde bimbo who has been “placed” in the shop to try and steal from me; my reviews get rejected from Google Maps. For some reason, staff on Google Maps do not want to admit that there is literally a blonde bimbo following me around stealing from me, they think it's “crazy”. I can assure you this stupid blonde bimbo is very very real (and yes, it is always a blonde – but not always the same one. The dogs are doing a “blonde” thing. They think they are funny. I'm trying to do something about their bullying ways, but Google are trying to pretend a part of life doesn't happen. (Could be organized by Google?? IT nerd problem?? – this would be something stupid they would do. "We want to talk about stupid blondes"} Admin people on Google Maps; you are stupid. {Apparently the one Google staff who is obsessed with me and deleting all my reviews, even if I create a different account, is black a “black bitch” I was in informed – yeeeah I’m sure.} I was also informed, they "insert" thieving stupid blondes, because they want me to "live in fear". Well you stupid little blondes, your plan has backfired. And how typical of a stupid blonde to come up with such a cockaninnie plan: you are stupid, you are thieves: go fuck yourselves. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. 10. 10 Years of gardening in my Garden at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW collage 11. I spent a lot of time horseriding in my youth, I loved it. This is a photo of me on a horse at a riding school (if you could call it that) in Tamworth near Kootingal. It was more like ‘grab a horse and let’s go for a ride in the mountains’ !! it was great fun- that riding school knew how to live life. I miss riding. 12. Travelled twice in 30yrs - Travel sickness So basically, in the past 30 years I’ve only travelled twice, once to Port Douglas for my brother’s wedding, and once to Sydney, and both those times I got sick, and both of those times I believe it was a deliberate attack on me. In Cairns it was a girl outside my Thala hotel room where the air con was – pacing up and down for hrs, very suspicious {such stupidity outside - My family are also aware of the stupid dogs who follow me, and thus use me to get rid of them. I'm not sure if you can understand what's going on in this situation; but after having been badly treated by anyone, (this time my family), I am then stuck with the stupid dogs who can hear me and who follow me. So then my family (or anyone), are FREE of the dogs - and obviously not too concerned if I stick around or not. And those stupid dogs think, - they have the audacity to think, (they have the arrogance to think), that they are doing me a favour by following me and accompanying me, - so much so that they steal from me, because they feel like I owe them something for having been there! They are seriously fucked disrespectful stupid women, who deserve a bullet to the ear. Even more than arsholes who use me.}. After quite some years I suspect the dogs are now so organised that they can actually extract money out of {I'm not sure who. possibly my family....} The other was in Sydney at Mount Annan gardens, those BOYS in black hanging around my car, again highly suspicious (read my Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan photo story). I feel it worth mentioning - there is truly an element of evil out there who know about the weakening affect that a virus has on a person’s immune, and it’s a big handicap if you have a virus in your body - it has to fight it, constantly weakening you. (Or stupid dogs who spit in peoples food do not know about the contamination factor (spitting in food is a problem in this country, after hearing many chef stories in my time, you would never eat out again, ever, if you knew). Other people are disgusting. I did travel to Melbourne in 2006 - I moved there for a very brief time for 3 months, and in that time, I did not get sick, so that’s something. It seems I have the stupid bimbos who are hung up on class, follow me around, if I travel for a holiday - I have them on my back, as they do not consider me worthy of having a holiday, and so follow me around and persecute me and try to make me sick, give me a virus – they can do it – BUT STILL STUPID, STUPID MENTALITY. Why I get picked on when I travel is an issue those perps will have to take up with God (seriously, take it up with God, it’s no good trying to exact revenge on someone when they don’t even know what you stupid issue is). Get a brain and start praying. Also, I have noted there are certain sectors of society who know what’s going on with me, and if those people are ever present whenever I go anywhere the dogs who hound me, skedaddle. I’m not entirely sure who those people are, maybe they’re just people of importance, in the right spot at the right time, because most dogs are revolting if they think no one is watching (they steal mainly). Newsflash, someone is always watching. BTW, one of the reasons I never go anywhere is because I have dogs that follow me around, and harass me, when I travel, again I think Cathy Goldman is behind it - rack off you stupid psycho dog (I think she rounds up anyone who has crossed my path, ever, and brings them along with herself to follow me on my trip, I am certain I saw her with at least 50 young girls when I was in Port Douglas, for my brother’s wedding). What is wrong with her? She belongs in jail. Thieving dogs. Go on your own goddam holiday. I’ve also noticed, if I go out for a day trip or a morning trip somewhere, like across to the nearest big city, or as I’ve moved to Queensland, I can drive over to the beach; I’m pretty sure I have seen my neighbours follow me, it’s very odd, they don’t actually approach or interact with me. They just follow me. When I visited Moore Park Beach once, instead of the typical empty beach, there were at least 20 people there, all just staring at me, one tried to steal a necklace from my bag, and one hissed at me. (! – that could have been a snake?) The last outing, to the local beach up here, I had at least 12 people follow me to this really remote and quiet alcove (on a Wednesday morning); it’s really unbearable to have people follow me like this wherever I go. Don’t they have anything better to do? Why would they think I would want their company - or at any rate, want someone watching me from afar? As they don’t usually bother interacting. Total perverts. I mean what’s wrong with them? Don’t they have any common sense in this area, or are they just so arrogant, that they think it’s fine, following some woman around? Someone told me it was politicians following me around, someone else told me it was just arseholes wanting to catch me in an unguarded moment, to try to humiliate me on camera. Someone else said it was Centrelink staff, or people who think anyone receiving any Centrelink payment, ought not be allowed to go anywhere. {Such stupid people; as if they have a say in where I go; so arrogant - anyone else who thinks that they have the right to tell me what to do in life, or where to go/ where not to go, is beyond stupid.} I have always thought it was the ‘dog network’. Anyway, who knows really what their motives, I have no idea why they would follow me around. But I hate it. It’s not like I’m famous or anything, maybe you would expect a famous actress or singer to be followed around. But even then, that behaviour is really quite absurd and certainly, I’m sure, it would be unwanted. It’s total uninvited, unsought, unasked for, uncalled for, unrequested, undemanded, not required, unprompted, unwelcome, condescending, antagonistic behaviour. After writing this, they still do it – everywhere I go. Also, I’ve noticed a pattern that goes on, hard to explain, but there’s a bit, then another bit, then there’s a big commotion! like a plane will go over, and cars hoon past. Or a boat and a plane and a helicopter, plus car revving….. car hooning, motorbikes hooning, sometimes verbal harassment. I am not going to explain anymore, it’s too tedious, plus I really usually have no idea why there is such a commotion. But stalker narcissism related. You know, if I do not do what you like, and since you never told me what you expected, then it you have only yourselves to blame. There is no point ‘sending in the dogs’. Repco, stop sending in the dogs. I don’t have extreme amounts of money to spend in your shop, deal with it. Such absurdity, and childish tantrums. What do they want, the perfect customer all the time – one who is a millionaire! It seems to me retailers have got some major control issues; why would you want to control me? We do not know each other, we’re not married, we have NO RELATIONSHIP at all – and as a result, you do not get a say in my life. (Just by the by, I would never tolerate such imbecile of childish nature in my life, – only a sucker would. You might want to stop after 2). It’s like I have to remember in the future to NOT start my day until 3PM, if I want to go out somewhere, in peace and quiet. When I was at cairns for my brother’s wedding, I went to a national park spot which was a creek with rapids and clear water – but it was so unbearable, because there were so many people, 100’s IF NOT 1000’S, in this beautiful pristine spot – RUINING IT. (I don’t believe related to me, just tourists, except for the dog there that yelled out at me as I walked past, quite typical at this point in my life – surprised there was no food – just water!!). There are too many people in this world already. Also, if there is no prospect of ever owing your own home (read below HOPE), or no prospect of travelling, then, what exactly is the point of working for some rich dick with a bunch of stupid bully bitches in the work place? Come on, tell me? {Since I put this in, they increased rents, so a home loan is now cheaper than the cheapest rent option, but TOO LATE.} Possibly older girls in that girl Wainberg’s year stalking me? (If this is true, talk about an unhealthy obsession. And, it’s not like I feed them! You know, like stray cats. This reminds me of this little story; I noticed when I think about myself, and conjure up an image in my mind, I often imagine myself as I once looked when I was 18, that is, in a slim trim and ‘the beauty of youth’ way, I no longer look like this at all, (approaching 50), but yet I still imagine that tight little butt, with hardly any fat!! Quite different to the reality of what my butt looks like now!  - It’s just a harmless, positive wishful thinking way of thinking, I guess! But I notice with women, like the above mentioned, this is what they do when they think of themselves, and their personality and their nature, they think they are someone really good and just, without any flaws, dysfunction or biases. They don’t know, they can’t see, their own dysfunction. Like these girls following me around trying to play God - this is a major dysfunction. WAKE UP. I am also fairly sure, those girls, not only steal from me literally, but they steal buying ‘opportunities’, like, things that I see advertised, like specials, at the supermarket, or eBay bids, they swoop in and buy before I get a chance, if there’s something I want I never win, there’s always some rich person who wants to beat me? {This was before when I was living at Rangari and not banned from ebay at that point}. But I think they still do it; aswell if I note some product is really good, or on sale, and has been for several months, as soon as I see it, suddenly it goes, again before I get a chance to purchase. ANNOYING Oh, I just remembered, I also drove over to Coffs Harbour in 2005, it’s only 4 hours from Gunnedah. I stayed in a shack holiday house in the forest. I took my four cats. I visited a Butterfly sanctuary and I went snorkelling, it was still tremendous - it was the middle of winter and the water was freezing, but I didn’t get sick (this was pre-initial virus). It was a memorable weekend. Rosey ran away into to forest (Norwegian Forest Cat) I had to stay another night! Well, if I must. I think the dogs tried to gain entrance with owner of shack holiday house, but failed (they don’t usually fail, hence my blog, so, this situation, I had a lovely time, no dogs no sabotages, nothing went wrong. AMAZING. More beeping outside as I write. Also, when I worked briefly as a live-in nanny, we all travelled to Port Douglas, no dogs there then (oh wait, there was, at the hotel restaurant, a girl stole my buffet dinner plate full of food while I was in the bathroom). Thieving dogs – that girl would have snuck in to the fancy hotel restaurant, and just helped herself to my food. Thieving scum. Those hotel people were happy to have her; she must have been pretty. I would have given her the boot. I find it extraordinary how pretty much All other people, think it's perfectly fine for thieving stupid skanky bimbos, to steal from me. Well, it's not, and you thinking it's okay, makes you guilty, just like the thief, and like that stupid thief; you’re going to have to pay eventually too.} Before 30 years ago, after I finished my Associate Diploma, I worked a couple of years, then I went to a friend’s house for a holiday, who lived in Hongkong. Ofcourse there was no internet back then, and so travelling when so young is kind of wasted. And, I can’t stress the importance of prunes when you’re travelling. But I do feel travel in general is way overrated, (a lot of desperate people in the industry trying to push it, trying to get as much money out of you as possible – wanting to screw as much money as possible from people they don’t know rather than people they do know in their community). Better off spending money on some good house features. Actually, I don’t really recommend travel for anyone under the age of 40 either, particularly girls. Even if you’re not on your own and with a friend or a group you’re still going to have people steal from you, according to YouTube there are absolute professionals thieves out there now, there is a whole industry of people who steal from tourists. Pickpocketer are rife in Europe, particular France, because the police there take a ‘soft approach’ with pickpocketer, who are mainly young stupid girls. {If I caught a young stupid girl pick pocketing from me, I would kick her in the head until she could not get up}. I have enough problems with people stealing from me in my own home town, so travelling would be a huge problem with me. I saw on YouTube, some Chinese guy travelling in Italy, he had a body cam on whilst travelling through the subway, and he caught a whole family working together to steal from him and his family, and he managed to break one of the thieving girls finger! So, hooray for him! 13. Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends No one tells you at school that there’s going to be girls who follow you around and try to eavesdrop on your conversations, with your friends and family. They are desperate for ideas, they want to know everything that young people are into, what their interests are, what they want to talk about. In fact, I would say it’s more about those two things, than even what they’re spending habits are. Which is why I think it’s radio related - people from the radio industry are desperate for ideas to talk about. Anything that comes out of your mouth, they grab hold off, like parasites. So, not only do you have to be mindful of people “purvin” on what you say, but you can actually be quite influential, so you have to be careful about that too. You have people watching you all the time, well, I did. I remember specifically on the train home from Fashion school, at Tafe, at Hornsby, all along the North Shore, against peak time, so there were not many people in the carriages, I frequently had youngish girls follow me, and if I were travelling with someone, like a friend from Tafe, then those girls would sit right next to us, in the empty carriage for the sole point of eavesdropping on our conversation – I mean they were totally obsessed with me. Very odd, you know, I am a normal healthy thinking person, surely, we are not that unique? I mean I know I have met my fair-share of bimbos in my life, but it can’t be that rare, that you would follow a seemingly interesting person and hang on every word they said? Then they copy everything, they copy everything, they have no common sense. They also don’t tell you at school, if the dogs steal from you, then later, after they have stolen from you, there are packs of people, (women) who work together, to come up with a plan to try and disrespect you, inorder to protect themselves against any accusations that you might make; so, you lose credibility. A plot against your credibility. (What do you think metal health units are for? – I can asure you, it is this sole point, of dicrediblity.) I am adding to this story; After my neighbour left today (April 2022) on his blue Superbike, a huge retrofitted Harley Davidson. When another neighbour down a bit, had someone turn up at her place, with a purple superbike Harley Davidson; it was like they were copping my neighbour – they wanted to show off their bike too!! Also, the blonde daughter in a show I am watching this easter (Start Up) looks like that “short blonde bimbo” I am always raving about who follows me around and steals from me. Just a feeling. (Excellent show) 14. Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) When I was 18, I moved to Sydney to start my study then working career in the fashion industry. As a young single girl on minimum wage there was not much hope in actually being able to afford to buy a house. Housing was very expensive then, and still is. Banks are reluctant to give young single ladies any kind of loan, (I recall at 25yrs, CBA even rejected my small car loan, – but Nissan Finance saved me, but at twice the bank rate). So, after another 5 years, I realized buying a house was out of the question, and thus the whole point of working became a moot point. {This would have only been overcome by getting a home loan as soon as you got your first job.} So, with no hope of obtaining my own home, I packed up and moved to the country, where I was happy enough with not much money and renting a cheap old farmhouse. Which was easy to do back then, - there were plenty of farmhouses to choose from. Unfortunatly, due to all those farmers I knew growing up who had multiple quadruple quintuple kids, suddenly in 2018 there were no more farmhouses (not only farmhouses) but no houses left at all to rent in Gunnedah, NONE. Now, as I had worked out, as long as I took a cheap rental at no more than $150/week, then this would be a good alternative to buying a house, affordability wise, it would be cheaper to rent (mainly due to greedy over-priced council rates, who want all the money to spend on unnecessary road works, to keep young hopeless men employed, - never ending dog cycle). Unfortunately, life is different when you get older, you actually need a house for security, and freedom from stupid twit landlords. Times have slightly changed, (but banks still won't give single ladies a home loan) But, the gov will, under the First Home Loan Deposit Scheme, plus there is a Grant, (rules apply, but if you work full time, you’re in luck – you should do this if you have just started working at age 20 or so, no point wasting your money on rent. NONE; rent is for naive suckers, NO, rent is for VICTIMS). Personally, I am really not sure what my parents were thinking, when they sent me down to Sydney to start paying those high rents (perhaps not thinking at all). But. no hard feelings. As we have internet now with real estate sites, people can search and see housing prices across all of Australia. I was inspired to write this story because now even young people without any money or any hope can look at this app, especially when they are young to determine what kind of lifestyle they want, how much money will they need to buy a house, what’s the minimum amount they will need, this hope was unavailable when I was 18. (a lot of kids have parents who will put down a deposit for them (some buy them a house on their 18th) – you should pressure your parents, as they should not have had kids if they can’t afford at least a deposit for you, they have to provide hope, in my opinion. Too late for me at age 48, (too late gov, even though rental prices are more expensive than mortgage repayments). But not too late if you’re just starting out in the work place at 20. I encourage all young girls to get this app and start looking! It will give them hope and a goal. (You do have to be careful of outsource parties, who have application process onsite: if you’ve ever had a dispute with a landlord, then the application won’t go through on ANY other listings that you apply for - which is completely unfair, and basically discriminatory. This is why you need your own home, because you get discriminated against as a renter. IT’S THE MAIN REASON ACTUALLY. And Rental real estate girls are young, and the worst. Landlords are greedy arsholes, you will inevitably have problems with them if you’re a single lady – they can’t but help OVERSTEP the boundary. They are useless and weak. Note, in 2024 I had extreme problems using realestate.com, they refused all my 40 applications based on my income, “not enough” for even the cheapest rental in Australia. Can you believe that, and what a waste of time putting in applications with all their privacy abuses – wanting to know ALL my financial information, salaries, any other incomes… past residences up to 7yrs for one of them, acquaintances, landlords, references – they are truly tyrannically evil. Since I am low income, it is not too much for me to give up my financial information, all 40 real estates who requested it! (infact it has saved me several times from the stupid little bimbos who work there – see, I have little money, no point following me for the point of stealing….) anyway, but I imagine if you are wealthy, being forced to give them this info would be a total privacy outrage – I would encourage you to forge information if this is the case, - as it is NONE OF THEIR FUCKING BUSINESS – who do they think they are the tax office!! I resorted to putting a poster up at my local supermarket for ‘rental wanted’, lucky I got a reply, otherwise I would be sleeping on the beach. You cannot trust .com or real estates in Australia. Although I suspect the reason I have my new good place is not about me, it is about my landlord; there's something he needs to know, something along the lines of my "stolen pliers story" - in fact, exactly the same issue: old man over the age of 50 with certain types of personalities, they are completely blind. I'm not a man worshipper, I'm not going to worship you. I'm respectful, and polite. But that is the extent of my 'man worshipping' - you're just going have to deal with that old men, and stop taking your "I want to be God and worshipped" frustrations, out on single ladies. The ones in this area also use fear tactics. LOL! If you do not have a deposit for a home loan when you start working, you really have to live at home with your parents in order to save for at least that. And, I have heard about parents charging their young kids rent – OMG, only a total tight-fisted, stingy, selfish cretin would charge their kids rent. If your parents are charging you rent, you should probably move out anyway, as you would be better off without such anti-love in your life {fair enough if you all want to work out food bills, but rent, no way, those parents ought to be hung. The family home is meant to be a safe place, and as a parent if you have not given your child enough skills to be independent, you will have to endure them at home. YOUR FAULT. Not to mention any money for other accommodations.} Oh, and you can’t study at uni/Tafe if your home life isn’t happy, you need somewhere safe and comfortable, so you can concentrate on studying, and not have to worry about thieving flatmates, or high rents, and all the other problems associated with being a young single person with no money, I mean you really have to eliminate all other problems from your life, so you can take studying, and a career seriously. I know I did this when I started my first job, but really you have to start at college too! Parties are way over-rated, not that I was a party person, but study is not just ‘something to do’. And you certainly can’t be going through any medical situations either. Btw, a young 20-year-old girl just out of college on her own has got no chance of succeeding, you are way too much of an open book and you’ll be taken advantage of at every turn, and there are forces at play trying to stop you, they hate women in power. Apparently its ‘political’ and there are old men, in power, who drive around and try to muck things up for unmarried women, or women who are banded together, as there is a strength in women uniting, certain men can’t stand it – they can’t stand that strength. (All other issues about retarded (retarded as in socially inadequate) men who follow single ladies around too). Maybe I would suggest to find someone at college you can trust, team up and go into business together, but having said that, really the whole marketplace is organised already, it’s like one great big crime network, and the big players destroy the small players, so they can make more and more, and more…. the whole workplace is dominated by the biggest bullies on the block. So new starters really don’t have much of a chance, well, not unless you’re really savvy, and have a lot of savvy older help. So, if you are on your own, without friends and allies, you will not succeed. I wish someone had told me about all the obstacles. I felt it was a case of the blind leading the blind when I was younger. I attended Fashion School, and learnt the basics, but hands on experience by a competent mentor in the workplace, would have been good too (actually getting a competent person would be hard) BUT I recall one helpful teacher stating, young girls make plenty of common mistakes when they are starting out, and it is better to make those mistakes on someone else’s’ dime, rather than on your own in a new business!! Lol, it’s true, very true, plus it is so nice to get that first ever pay check at the end of the first week. And again, I will state here, they, as in high school and higher education, do not teach about pay/conditions/overtime/super/holiday/your rights/minimum wage/ salaries etc etc (SHAMEFUL). Managing money. Also btw, that first job I got after graduating from my Associate Diploma Course, was at Bonds. And, that company was the only one, of two employers who actually paid my super in that 10yr period of working in the Fashion Industry. But I was still very much underpaid at this job, as a 20-year-old girl compared to the young 20-year-old boys who worked there (they got an extra $200/week more than my wage, and they did not have a 2yr associate diploma). Also, I was a very conscientious worker, I worked quite hard, I didn’t ever stand around chitchatting like most of the other girls did. I was told I was the only one that actually got any work done in that Sample room! But actually, it was a little bit of a hindrance, being so diligent, because it is expected, in a workplace full of women, to undergo a specific amount of chitchat, it’s like a required social rule. (I have never been big on social norms, ‘norms’ are for coward sheep types) Just sidebar; I recall at school noticing how ‘sheep like’ all the girls were, it used to ‘incense me’,- you don’t all have to wear liberty shirts and do your hair in a big poofs (the ‘tucked pony tail!’) And when I started using Sydney Gregory’s, I noticed so many street names and towns were named after ones in England – it’s like back in the day, they were so fearful of being creative of any sort, like thinking up a new name! Or the Sydney Art Gallery, it was based on the famous Pushkin Museum in Moscow, practically identical front fascard! So, I can see, as I get older, that we’ve actually evolved along the way, compared to how we were back at the dawn of settlement time. But really this area is a total coward area. And if you read my “Designs to match Personalities”, you can see it is something that I also struggle with a bit. I felt I did everything right in order to make a career and money, but it wasn’t really the work that proved to be hard in the workplace, the impossible thing is dealing with bimbo bully dogs, actually they make it really difficult and impossible for my personality type. And it’s pointless staying in such a situation where bullying and female exclusion games exist (not to mention toilet attacks in the bathroom). In the end I felt for my own health, my mental health, and physical health, I would most definitely have to leave the workplace and I did. And it was the best decision I ever made. As I was able to start up a little business on my own which worked out well enough albeit short in the whole cash area. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace. DOGS. {Someone mentioned to me that this is society’s motto (based on Darwin’s theory) of ‘survival of the fittest’ – she pointed out to me, if we allow this to be the case in society we would end up with a dog bully work place only, with no diversity, creativity or intelligence. So true. Update in 2022; the cost of rent has soared and it is now cheaper to pay a home loan repayment on a cheap house or unit, than the cheapest rentals on market – by half, which means I would have half my supposed rent left over at the end of the month, if I was paying a home loan instead (which would go towards rates). So, it is absurd to continue to pay rent. I found a cheap unit (seek and ye shall find), and contacted the bank. They said even though I have my own business, since I’m supplemented with a Centrelink payment, they would not give me the loan, they won’t even look at any other factors like my ability to pay rent of twice the price of home loan repayment. She said they think anyone who is on that payment, is irresponsible. Such irony, as the bloody bank call girl put me on hold for an hour and passed me back and forth from bank department to department. Who’s irresponsible? CBA female staffers. So, a young girl needs to know, if she has a job secured, she should be able to secure a low home loan, under $150,000, well that’s how it is now, but when I was young it was NOT this way, and who knows what it will be like in the future, but buying even a really crappy house under $100,000, beats renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving…….. It is worth securing yourself a job when you’re 18 and securing a home loan, even if you become unemployed later, you will still be able to pay the monthly repayments, but you will not be able to secure a home loan then. It will probably help if you parents go guarantor for you if your only 18. It is worth knowing this and acting on it, renting has HUGE social and physical negative impacts, I believe renting is actually life debilitating, as in, you will have a reduced life, if you're not a homeowner. You might think that's a bit extreme, but I have many examples to proof my point, from mouldy rentals, smoky rentals, asbestos rentals, toxic poison rentals, bad neighbourhood rentals; I have talked on my blog about them all, but I can give you a quick example here; medical researchers believe that 4x 20-minute saunas per week, will actually prolong your life by 66%! But if you rent, you cannot get a sauna, -so expect to die before all the home owners! For me personally, I feel basically there was no hope when I was 18, and still no hope nearing age 50 for proper home. Least at this latest address I find myself at, it is a good one finally – it has a new floor, and plenty of water and privacy, albeit, still there is thieving, and I have to be totally nazi about locking everything all the time. {in 2025 they have come up with portable steam tents, I have fashioned my own relaxi sauna:} 15. 3 bimbos who shoplifted from me when I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. They had; one girl to distract the shopkeeper (which was me) one girl to keep a look out at the door for any oncoming customers, and the other girl would do the actual stealing with a big bag, this is how they worked, all 3 girls in cahoots together, all 3 girls were relatively tall (not petite either), pretty and blonde, and they had their routine down to a tee, specifically targeting young retailers who don’t know about the girls who shoplift together like this, as a pack. Which is another reason why I’m putting it here; all young girls who work in the retail sector should be advised that people will try and steal from you, and this is how they do it (one of the ways, plus you need to discuss a plan with the manager of what do to in such a situation). Although I believe I was specifically targeted in this situation because they were under the impression that a girl from my school was in cahoots with me to shoplift (of course this is completely untrue, but I am of the understanding that the other girl did shoplift on a regular basis and she used me (as well as other girls she befriended), used as a distraction, so she could steal. I just I didn’t know about it and I wasn’t in on her little evil plan. Or, it could just have been a coincidence, but I don’t think so, knowing the way women work – their stupidity (it could have been monkeys on my back, trying to “teach me a lesson” ? So those 3 tall blonde girls, are a part of a bigger network of petty crime in Australia, acting in ‘return retaliation’ under their bizarre philosophy of what goes around comes around, and want to take matters into their own hands by playing God, and trying to recreate justice and to teach their victims a lesson (power tripping) and that’s why I called them bimbos, especially because anyone who steals is a bimbo. But stealing to teach someone a lesson for stealing, when that person was not the guilty party, (because the perpetrators had jumped to conclusions or listen to bitchy bimbo rumour and gossip) is just stupid. STUPID WOMEN. The older I get, the more unbelievable it is, to see how stupid a typical woman really is. Btw, I don’t know whether other young girls were as naive as me when it comes to petty theft. I mean I grew up in the country, on a farm, and there was no stealing in our rural life ever, nor in Gunnedah; we never experienced theft, we never talked about it, we never witnessed theft, we never heard about theft in the community, our friends never stole anything when they came round, or at large parties or social gatherings in the neighbourhood/community. We could leave our windows open all night, all day, not lock the doors either. It just wasn’t an issue AT ALL. Can you believe that? Here I am at age 48, trying to tell people about the biggest bane in my life, and you know what, its theft - petty theft by petty small minded petty (stupid) people, mostly women. Maybe girls in the city are used to this kind of behaviour. Maybe it’s the norm for girls and their friends to steal from each other, or for everyone who lives in Sydney, when they see an opportunity to steal, DO IT? It’s like they have no morals - no moral compass. I strongly suspect after I moved to Sydney when I was 18, I had women who stole from me then, and who proceeded to follow me around for, so far, the rest of my life, and have stolen from me, on a regular basis - it’s what they do, a full time for a job of petty theft. And I don’t think it’s just me they steal from, they see who I speak to, when they follow me, my family my friends, and they try to steal from them as well. I believe Tomas’s, (little brother), bike may have been stolen by exactly one of those female dogs. Actually, I recall now, as a child, I noticed this; our family, our friends, all the other young kids I knew, well, we were a certain way, with one another. Our behaviour was respectful, and this attitude was across the board, as in across all of our peers, all the varying socio-economic factors in Gunnedah. But when we got together with my cousin, who went to school in Sydney, - the inner-city suburbs, he had different standard of behaviour and respect. I really noticed it. While we got on very well, he was generally good natured, we spent many hrs together playing, and he was a smart little kid. But he had this kind of streak, kind of a bit like a ‘street tough bitch’, with that bitchyness really coming across, the older we got, the bitchier there was. It was like he had been hanging out with a lot of bitches. The kids in the country, were, way more ‘laid-back’ and good-natured. Less fight. Which proved to be a HUGE problem when I moved to Pendle Hill in Western Sydney and worked at Bonds when I was 19. Not just Sydney bullies, but Western Suburbs bullies, whole other class unto themselves of bullies. I make no apologies for having been respectful and nice. Just an observation. And you know, if a young girl notices something like this, then you can be sure it’s actually going to be even a bigger issue in Australia. Although I was later advised via telly, that my cousin played water polo, and that’s where he learnt ‘street tough bitch’ – apparently, they are quite sneaky and violent under the water, out of the public view. Lol. Actually I think I've mentioned this somewhere before, but gone; my cousin wanted to be a lawyer, all the while, while we were growing up he said he's going to grow up and be a rich lawyer. When he did the HSC, he got 99.7%, so he's pretty smart. But that wasn't smart enough to get into law school. He could either wait 3 years and apply as mature age student, or do something else. I don't know what the cut-off % for a lawyer is, but I'm thinking now, like 99.7: I'm pretty sure that would be smart enough to be a lawyer. I'm thinking, the cut-off rule, was just made up - it just smells like a dog rule to me, a personal one for him, because the powers that be did not want him to be a lawyer? At first I thought this is probably because he is “good natured”, and ultimately to be a lawyer you really need to have a more of a killer instinct - the lawyers that I have encountered have been truly revolting people, so it's definitely true. Lol But then of course, no, the real real real reason was because dogs don't want me to have a lawyer in my family; because I could do some serious damage with a lawyer! Oh, Seb met, oh, no, didn't even meet him, he just heard of one of dad's friends who worked in advertising (?) when we were at school, and it just kind of stuck in his head that he could go down that path - so he did. I have since moved away from the Gunnedah community, and have lived in a few different places in Queensland. One of them in particular was quite remote, those parents have chosen to raise their kids in a situation that is well out of mainstream society, and after my encounters with them, I really wonder how those parents can expect their kids to leave home at 18 and survive in mainstream society, with so much competition, and better understanding of how the world works, out there? I can understand why there are so many problems and dysfunctions for people in their 20’s, but it is an easy one to prevent, rather than try to fix the dysfunctions afterwards. I guess it comes down to “bumbling parents”. After writing this, I felt I could definitely relate. This is kind of the way my parents raised us all, and I was expected to thrive in Sydney, after such a pleasant easy childhood. But I had a few advantages that kids in those other areas don’t have. You know, it is a little strange that those thieving bimbos, have chosen someone who doesn’t really have much money, or much in value - you would think if you’re going to all the bother of stealing from someone, they would actually choose a wealthy victim, so as to have something worthy to steal. I mean all the crap that they’ve stolen from me - crap crap crap, that’s what it’s been, crap. (That would come down to stupidity). So, the reason why thieves are thieves, is because of their bimbo mother. It is only their mother who is to blame for someone who steals. The way they have been raised, without any morals or ethics. Hopeless Australian Bimbo mothers. Btw, there comes a point in a thief’s life where they can continue to disparage their mothers name by continuing to steal, or they realize they can choose – so if you see someone in their 30’s or even 40’s who is still stealing – well, they should be shot for sure, STUPID. Btw, I did see Heath Barwick in Gunnedah, when I was 18 steal from one of the Carr boys, then in retaliation one of them tried to steal his plants. But that’s it, no stealing growing up. Heath Barwick belongs in jail. I do not believe he has been convicted of any crime yet. And, I have to add, when it comes to retailers now, 20 years after I witnessed those 3 blonde bimbos, is it is now the opposite, with retailers stealing from me, not just 1 or 2, like it started off, but ALL - if there is a woman working behind the counter – then they steal, try to, all of them – such untrustworthy nature most women have – they are disgusting, I feel like I am living on an alien planet. 16. The bizarre, dirty phenomena of following other people I have come to the realisation that a LOT OF PEOPLE think it’s okay to just follow someone without their knowledge. Not only as an adult, but as a child I was followed too, (well once, that I was aware of as a child – Mr Brown – but if I saw one person, who’s to say they weren’t others that I did not see.) And followed often not only all day, but for several days, and no matter where I went; out to friends, up to a different country town, into the supermarket, just wherever I went. A lot were NOT following me as a sexual predator but as a NOSY CONTROL FREAK, wanting to know exactly what was going on in my life, who I spoke with, who were my friends and family. I find it really bizarre how people think that this behaviour is okay, people of all sorts too, not only young people in their 20’s, but I once saw a father of 2, where I nannied, and plenty of young girls in their 20’s – I don’t know what to call them, dogs or sheep? so strange; because it was so prevalent in my young adult hood, and has been so prevalent all my adult life - and still is so prevalent even in middle age, not so much now, but still. It’s not okay for you to follow me you idiots; mind your own goddam business, you do not need to know everything about me, and who I speak with. Show some restraint. Show some dignity. (Allways bare in mind - I took to very important people!). I know I would never follow someone around. I have never followed someone around, ever. Not a friend nor a complete stranger. It’s just a ridiculous concept, you may as well be declaring to the world “well I don’t like my life, I have nothing else better to do, I can’t think for myself, I have such low self-esteem and I’m such a weak person, and this person doesn’t know I’m watching so that that makes me feel powerful, special and important; to perve on their life, without their permission." It is as dirty as a toilet. Could it be toilet related? Read my Life Stories bit, you’ll see what I’m referring to! Bidet from eBay (I had a photo of my charming ‘loo’ with wooden seat and Bidet, but I will refrain from putting here, especially as I am trying to reduce file size! It was $30 – so clean! Go Australia, get one!! -and no tree cut downs NO toilet paper (can also use a handheld bidet on a Compost Loo, saving water). Quick Bidet Review! Should I choose handheld or should I choose underseat bidet? Well at first I opted for the underseat bidet, and for five years, I used that quite happily. I wanted to put another one on, at my next address, but was unable to, because it was a compost loo. So I opted for a handheld. Only a little bit of plumbing skills required for connection to under sink coldwater pipe. When I have to relocate again, I wouldn’t go back to the underseat, because the handheld has a lot more pressure, and control. Plus the underseat one is a little more complicated to clean, taking a little bit more time and effort. And that’s my expert opinion! First photo; 17. Me, off to beach xmas 2021 - I love the beach, Moore Park Beach, whilst living at Gin Gin Next photo is of the Gin Gin Bakery, along the lines of NAME AND SHAME; 18. The “RobinHood Game” This has happened to me a few times; (as in 100’s) other customers in the shop getting free food or items -they don’t have to pay, and when I check my receipts, I can see my bill has been overcharged, they do it deliberately to give their friends free food. So, it’s not exactly the traditional RobinHood story, it’s a warped female interpretation of that story {actually turning out to be the opposite of the RobinHood story} -it’s a little girl retailer game, ABC radio encourages it – as it amuses them. I feel those stupid girls need to be told what would happen if it were up to me. Now I’m just going to tell you what happened, I don’t know any of the names at bakery, so I’m not going to name names. I believe if I did name names, I would have to also add “this is my suspicion, it’s not a conviction” just making my statement legal and not slander. I have looked into it, because I have received 6 complaints via my landlord; for some reason she says she is getting complaints against me, (turns out she was a liar), rather than myself receiving any - I certainly haven’t received any complaints. I’m not sure what’s wrong with my landlord and why she doesn’t tell those possibly imaginary people to bugger off, or take it up with me - but that’s her business. {So, it is pointless taking me to court to try and get me to remove this, because I will not be removing it, it’s essential to doing something about it - if you didn’t want me to write this up you shouldn’t have stolen from me. (It has been deleted several times, then I reupload it – other people tell me if it’s been stolen J)} So, in the above photo, the sales girl in pink gave that girl with the tawny long hair/blue jeans a free coffee, and the sales girl in black overcharged me. I was forced to purchase from here due to a new credit card - bank needs atm or eftpos first transaction, otherwise I would purchase these at supermarket, as basically all retailer boutique shops do it, well, a lot. I try to avoid them – they all need a whipping. BTW, that girl in blue jeans is really rich. Bimbo thieves. It is a ‘opposite interpretation’ of the RobinHood fairy tale. (In the fairy tale, the blue jeans would be poor, not the other way around). The old man butcher at Gunnedah Butcher did it too, (no conviction), the girls at mitre 10 Bundaberg did it, (no conviction), Bundaberg Northsides Produce Agricultural service, tried to do it - heaps of other shops have done it, including medical business – they steal my appointments from my care plan, then charge me, when it should be free - Bundaberg Physio (Crofton St - Cody Amos) Bundaberg Podiatry – Taylor Tatarelli, Gin Gin Chiro, Sarina family clinic……. Anyway, there is not too much I can do regarding the medical ones, and I’ve never really paid too much attention instore, only note later, I have been over charged. But since I now wear a camera, I can see what goes on, -see the DOG NETWORK in action, plus I am low income, I do not have spare money for fake bimbo charity cases. Goddamn thieves; I recommend buying everything from the supermarkets. (Since I starting wearing a body came to shops, I have caught 2 people stealing from and I have caught 2 people behaving oddly, and that was only in the first 2 mnths of me wearing a camera). Such a big problem, is retailers stealing from customers. I’m happy to sacrifice not ever going to this bakery again, even though it’s the only bakery within a 50km radius - in order to expose the little thief network. And by the way, before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a public forum, and I was blowing the whistle on certain companies who do dodgy things, can’t remember exactly what I was talking about now, maybe it was the so-called volunteer scheme, where they ask volunteers to work for them - it’s a scam - you shouldn’t volunteer for anyone, your time is more valuable than nothing, and those employers know that you’re a sucker with a good nature. Anyway, basically the conversations that proceeded that was about me implying, “that girl is never going to get a job in Bundaberg ever”, implying that most businesses in Bundaberg are dodgy and do dodgy things just like that business I was referring to. So, it seems to me that most people are too cowardly to name and shame these injustices, for fear of being unemployed, such is the bully nature of Australia. So, it is important for people who can stand up to those bullies to do so, as they are numbered. My duty. By the way that girl in the photo, totally looks like my cousin Stephanie Bone. Although I am pretty sure it is not, as Stephanie has shorter hair; {“we can see what those retailer bitchy girl thieves do, and we’ll help show you” – there are some women who do this.} But I have noticed if I’m ever out and about in the quiet, of about 6 o’clock in the morning, I often see someone from my past or someone who is the current ‘flavour of the month’, or someone I have been wanting to call, or just someone I have been thinking about lately. It’s like someone goes and gets them from their life, in whatever state or town, picks them up and drops them down to ‘present’ them in front of me in this kind of manner, ‘people smuggling’ - so I might recognise them or I might not! They NEVER speak to me. And usually, I am bad at recognizing anyone, my facial recognition skills are near non-existant, but in retrospect, later I might see them, as I think about the day and my encounters. I have a bodycam now! So, I suspect whoever is going and getting those people, on such a regular basis, and over many years now; this is a paid job for her, it is her livelihood. So, whoever is sabotaging and stealing from me, I suspect, is most likely this person, because they can make money from it. And who’s paying for this transport? why would they be paying and wasting money in travel? I feel like this is an intrusion of my life, of my privacy. And I feel the people they go and get, just want to play judge and jury. I suspect those people have been transported by plane, as I’ve stated before I have planes harassing me quite regularly, especially at Rangari, but now a little again up here in QLD. I have a message for that people smuggler, if I wanted to see someone, I would contact them and ask them to come up here. If I don’t do that, then it means that I pretty much don’t want to see anyone. And since I’ve previously stated I find most people disrespectful, rude and threatened by me, this means that I don’t want to see anyone, at all times (even the good ones). Comprehende (stop getting famous people too; what exactly do they want?). You know, not everybody wants to meet and greet their favourite celebrities! And btw, just because we don’t want to, does not mean we secretly hate you – it’s not personal J! And btw, I haven’t spoken to any of my family in over 20 years, except my uncle, and Stephanie / Gwenda. I sometimes call and email Chris, because I need a reference for rentals, and he’s a retired magistrate with common-sense (very smart), he should be a good ref (you would think) {Btw, I really find the whole reference thing completely pointless, you can never possibly get an understanding of someone from someone else’s bias reference. I’m a little outraged by rental girls demanding up to 5 references, for low-income housing, who the hell do they think they are?}. I suggest to them if they want to know anything about me, they should speak to me directly (or read my blog!). Actually, I have a wild theory about why they wanted 5, I think that one rental girl demanded 5, specifically so someone could go and ‘people smuggle’ 5 people?? The Real Estate was Nutrien Harcourts McCathies Ayr real-estate. She wanted to give a free holiday to 5 people, she wanted to be some sort of ‘free hero holiday giver’. I certainly never spoke to those 5 people, and infact only 1 of them bothered to reply to me. They are all busy people, too busy to bother about young rental girls and references. I can’t believe how disrespectful rental real estate girls are. Possibly Telstra putting my calls through to other people again? The reason I have come up with this wild theory, is I spoke to that rental girl Louise Aguirre, twice, both times I was told it was the same person, Louise Aguirre, but I can assure you, it was not. I spoke to 2 different people, with 2 very different voices. So really, I can only speculate what’s going on. The first girl I spoke to was REVOLTING, I suspect she was from Telstra? See, evil plot to make me appear nuts. I assure you I am not. Btw, my sister Penny, who I have had no contact with since Dad died, (when the cats away the mice will play” thing (she went to a catholic school), did email me out of the blue a few years ago, because someone from Facebook had contacted her and tried to manipulate her, stating “your sister needs serious help”, that person was a bully from Agnes Water, and most likely the guilty person who was stealing from me and sabotaging me (Der, how can she be so easily manipulated? So easily fooled by the dogs?) And so, I did email her back and tell her she was a manipulated fool. That’s it with my family, little contact. Quite typical for adult families, so I have been told. The last image above, is not uploaded yet. I did have a photo of my jack , but again, not neccessary; 19. Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to Decorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots?? My next little story has been deleted numerous times, and I have had to rewrite it again, and again!; 20. Hay bimbo Nazi heads This is also along the lines of “saying it like it is”, in the hopes that it will stop (seems to work for some unknown reason) Okay so this is sometimes what happens, it’s been happening for some years in retrospect. I have these girls that follow me around when I am out and about. And when I stop at someone’s place (probably happens everywhere I go, but I only started to noticed it when I’m at somewhere remote like on a farm, - and as I leave there’s always some girls waiting in a car just down the road, with engine running, and I suspect what they do is go in and see the person after I’ve left. (in fact sometimes, they come in before and interrupt me -that’s happened a few times, come to think of it) and they kind of like ‘play sides’ I call them “the dogs that play sides”, so that the next time I speak to the farmer/person, they suddenly are really rude and disrespectful in some way, like for instance, I went to collect some Hay from Scott Warren, the guy was nice and friendly, we had a chat, the neighbour was burning his cane, we were looking at it -quite spectacular, he gave me an extra bale of Hay; 4 for the price of 3. And that was it, I left. – I saw as I was leaving, just parked down the road from his farm, on the dirt road, guess what, a car with girls in it, just sitting there, engine running. So, the following year I was looking for his Hay sign that he puts out, finally I saw the sign, so I drove down there, he’s about 10k’s out of Gin Gin, and I get there and there’s no Hay at all - he wasted my time, and my petrol. And it would have been because of those dogs in that white car that previous time. BTW, I have no idea who those dogs are, I don’t know them, I don’t recognise any, they never speak to me, I have absolutely no association with them, they’re not friends they’re not enemies, they’re just nobodies (I guess they would be enemies now, to be behaving like stupid stalking harassing dogs - they could be NEGS girls, or most likely prostitutes?? - anyway, they have no business following me around, it’s a disgraceful form of bullying). So yeah, this is what happens to me frequently, it’s like deliberate sabotage, just because I’m ‘me’. Oh, I have mentioned before problems with an obsessed house mistress from school, harassing and stalking me, this is just the same thing, isn’t it, so it could be her Cathy Goldman – I have reported her to the police. And, BTW, last time I drove to Bundaberg I had some bimbo following me around in a ute with hay piled in it. This happened every so often in Gunnedah too, only it was a big truck piled high then. A hey sign. I’ve come up with a way to deal with these dogs and that’s by taking photos of them, they will run and scream if there’s a chance, they’ll be caught on camera it’s quite amazing how it works (that’s the dog’s gift – an uncanny sense of the moment before being caught in the act of harassment or bullying) btw, I have stated before if I catch a dog on camera behaving as a bully, I will instantly upload it to YouTube. I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on you Tube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change all the good movies too) there are editing geeks who want to save the ‘fair’ bimbo. I’m sure now that I’m fully conscious of what these dogs do, I‘ll remember many more incidents. I carry my camera with me at all times, but it is actually quite hard taking photos when your out and about (and busy) so often I use my phone to video what is going on, I wear it around my neck. One of my favourite plants is the Pig Face above in my garden at Rangari; 21. You’re not the Boss of Me – combating nazis So, I’ve just discovered another piece of writing that has been stolen, and that’s where I describe what condescending cocky people (bored twits) do when I go downtown. This problem I describe below is HUGE, a monumental issue for me that has an incredibly large impact on my life – reducing the quality of it significantly. Before I start with this bizarre little story, I want to show ‘recognized issue’ example: I’ve heard counsellors winge of the same phenomenon. They frequently get men in to see them, because their main anger/issue in life, is that they don’t have a girl/partner/wife, somebody, that they can boss around – So the fact of not having a girlfriend or wife, is NOT the issue, the issue is that they don’t have somebody that they can boss around AND CONTROL. (!!) (btw, I expect that’s the reason a lot of mothers have kids too, WRONG REASON) Plus, this particular female councillor said, they will actually try to ‘boss’ her around during the session, as like in, wishfully thinking she was a bimbo wife, or dogsbody. I might say to such person, hey start gardening, you can control that, plus reward yourself with a good garden and food - start cooking for yourself, or for other people; gives you complete and full control. Or get a dog! – but I have seen those woman who put their ‘trained dogs’ on show, you know, have them jumping through hoops and the like -MAN THOSE WOMEN ARE SICK – fully dysfunctional, but they and anyone paying money to see such a show, would have NO IDEA exactly how mentally retarded they are. Having said that, I have encounted a lot of bimbo women in my life, I have talked about it - the dogs go and get them deliberatley, so they can use them to manipulate while they ‘sleepy’, they show off. Like how I mentioned the Wainberg girl (dog), manipulated her sister that day in the park, same thing. I don’t know if they are getting these bims for her, so she can use them to have a go at me, or perhaps there is a whole spate of dogs in rotation? But I have encounted a lot of really clueless women in my time as a result of their trying to impress (impress someone?) with their manipulation tactics. So those men who are so adamant in trying to control a woman – go and find one of those bim types, they will need help in everything they do, you can save me in this manner by marrying all the bims! Lol! Lol (I see Casey Chambers is married now, thank goodness, same with that timber planter order guy in Mackay, which ever dog that was – so many now). Anyway, so, I have people in the street, total strangers to me – perhaps they are neighbours? Perhaps they are bored council workers? Perhaps they are old school girls? Perhaps they are all the sister/brothers of my friends?; who try to control me, as I am single. STUPID MORONS. And I say stupid morons, because that’s what it comes down to; an absolute total lack of respect for anyone else, thinking they are superior and can make the best decisions for somebody else. AS IF, AND SO OFFENSIVE, so condescending. And thinking that they know better than everyone, and therefore are entitled to boss around other people. The whole thing is vile and disgusting. Bimbo related, only someone who is stupid would do this to someone else. No compassion, no empathy, no morals - stupid. This is exactly where the whole nazi problem in Australia stems from, this exact phenomena, and it’s not just single men who do it, there are plenty of women to, married ones especially - honestly most women have no idea how stupid they are. Plus, I believe it is even an issue that kids too, they suffer from this phenomenon, due to their own nazi parents, they too, look for someone to try and control. So, a lot of people looking for someone to control, rather than looking for someone to love. So mixed up and dysfunctional, it is BIZARRE. BTW, wanting to have control is not a bad thing, but trying to control someone else, is the issue, especially a complete stranger, someone that does not ask you to interfere in their life at all – or gives you permission. NOT WITHOUT MY PERMSISSION. Control yourself. So, this is how they ‘passively aggressively’ try to control me. I’ve mentioned before I have people on phones doing signs (read my story about flash mobs pre flash mobs just below). So, if I go into a shop where they don’t think I should go, then they verbally shout out at me from across the street (out of sight) - harass me, or do something like start banging something really loudly, as in, like what a child would do throwing a tantrum. But if I go into a shop where they think it’s okay, like if I go into Vinnies, then that would be okay - going into Vinnies is ok, because I’m really poor, so I belong in Vinnies, and they don’t harass me. (Vinnies - it’s got to be a woman doing it) But if I try to go in a hardware shop, forget about it. And you wouldn’t believe what happens if I go to a doctor for some sort of medical problem (I did describe what happened one time when I was at Gin Gin medical Centre - stupid dogs, read my “Red Rubber fulcrum for physio” photo story) and I have written about it before when I walk past a restaurant or coffee shop – I always get verbally shouted at by unknown people if I venture too near the food place. Apparently, I am NOT allowed to eat out. ? {That would go back to when I was living in Hornsby; one time I felt like having some Chinese beef and onion stir fry , a craving. I went down to the Chinese take-out, and there was a family, husband, wife and a little boy sitting in the cafe. And they started talking about me and how I shouldn’t be there ordering food, it was quite strange. They all three were total strangers, I’ve never seen them before. I do not know them, I do not believe they knew me, why they were questioning where I was eating, I can only imagine it was because I was on my own. When most people when you see them out at a restaurant they’re not usually on their own - so this whole family couldn’t handle the fact that I was there ordering (not even eating) on my own. STUPID PEOPLE STUPID FAMILY. (There is the possibility that they are dogs from entertainment industry, knew I would be there, and so arranged an attack – a personal attack on me?? – like a coward) But, really and truly, this is the kind of bullshit that I have to live with every day, it has been this way ever since I can remember in my adult life. You might not think it's that bad; hearing someone just yell out verbally, out in public. But I can assure you, it is! It is akin to a dog barking at me out in public area, constantly, like obviously that person thinks that I shouldn't be there, and starts barking, like a territorial dog. It's REALLY OFFENSIVE, and it doesn't just happen at once or twice, it happens every single time I go near a food place! And if I say that that's what they're doing; being verbally aggressive and yelling out obscenities, then that's what they're doing!! Someone suggested that it's just because there's girls in the food places, laughing at me as I walk by, and I just think they're laughing at me, as in, a psychological problem! WELL NO, wrong completely. I'm aware of normal typical restaurant sounds thank you very much, I have no delusions about anything, and can see quite plainly what it is going on. If I say they're yelling out to me in aggressive manner like a dog barking, then that's what they're bloody doing -if you too offended just by hearing me describe what they do, imagine what it’s like for me all the time. (After I wrote this, I happened to have to walk by a food court, banking related, and there where about 6 old men standing around, ‘placed’ ! – trying to curb all the stupid dogs!!! Lol – it worked, no harassment, other than 6 old men staring at me!). So, but, as you can imagine by now at this point in my life, 52, I don't really go anywhere near food places, try not to. Drive-through Maccas is my favourite place to go because it's relatively peaceful (although I frequently have someone in a sleek black car following me there?? – I think they are from Woolworths, same car from Gunnedah Woolies?). Like, even when I used to shop at bunnings, and walked past the bunnings cafeteria; abusive dog yelling out obscenities – most of the time it is not legible, but like aggressive grunts/yells, reprimands. So in 2025, I have a theory as to why women yell out at me in this aggressive dogbark manner: (aside from the fact that they are non-thinking dogs), it relates to me and my “immense liking and enjoyment” of food. So just my personal thoughts of some foods, can evoke a thought reaction that may sound sensual; “mmmm” – if you’re a pervert DOG. And so out in public, if some stupid dog thinks she hears something sensual, she without thinking, like, in a confused state, gets angry, because “you can't have sex on the street, that's wrong, so clear off” (!) - without fully thinking the whole thing through - DUMB DOG. Fucking wake up. Btw, when I was younger, say in my 20’s - it didn’t start off like this, they were more like ‘accompanying’ me, so if I wanted to go somewhere then they would do signs to like ‘clear the path’ so to speak, actually traffic light people were involved, I’m not going to get into that though (all green lights – yah!). At those particular times, I was just amused at such antics that people, total strangers, get up to, and was not concerned about these people at all. I didn’t consider them a nuisance or intolerable. But over the years instead of like ‘accompanying’ me or ‘helping’, they have evolved into being ‘nazi dictators’ under the pretence of “helping and guiding”. They are unbearable. It’s like they have grown to have big egos and be selfish, in the same manner bullies become bullies, because nobody stands up to them, and thieves continue to steal because they never get caught. It’s kind of an odd concept for me, acting in such a way towards total strangers, I really thought about what motivates people to do bad over-controlling behaviour like this, and I think it all just comes down to stupidity. Like my peacock, who discovered he could herd my geese around the backyard - it’s exactly the same thing. That peacock was peabrain! Dim-witted vanity of the peacock! So, I would be way smarter than people who are trying to “help” me, which makes it so ridiculous, ludicrous and ironic. I don’t need someone to tell me what shop I should go into, and what street I should go down to get there. NEVER HAVE. I do believe it reached a point where they would set traps, so if I didn’t go down the street, then they would send their council friends to block the street off with fake roadworks. So, then they could say ha ha, you should’ve listened to us, and done what we said, as in, played our ‘Simon Says’ game. (There most definitely has been quite a few fake roadworks that I’ve passed by, although Council has more money now, and even the fake ones put out their expensive machinery to make it look like they’re actually doing something.) And you know what, I have never seen this kind of manipulative behaviour in a movie – and I have seen 1000’s of people’s life stories in the form of movies. But once when I was watching the news, they were doing a segment on Whitney Houston, in her later older years, it was a live ‘unprepared’ interview on the street. And I could see she had the dogs, plain as day, you could hear them from afar, on the camera. Anyone watching would have thought it was just the Press hounding her like that, but I am not so sure – just reminded me so much of the dogs that hound me – and I certainly do not have Press that follow me around.) By the way in the past, usually it’s always women (little girls) who have done this “trying to control me” behaviour, some people have coined an expression for it – “Ride her like a horse”, (people on channel 7), but I think the boys are copying the girls, as now I hear male voices yelling out, verbally harassing me from across the street, in the past it’s always been female voice that shouts/yells verbal harassment. {Actually, at the moment its either some girl or a toll truck driver following me, and I’ve noticed often, over the past few years, lately, that they have been trying to manipulate the situation in order that I will ‘lose’. If you read my photo story called “bank staff trying to unempower customers”, that’s a pretty good example of what I mean here. It’s like they’re trying to change destiny, and the way that things are meant to unfold, and they know that’s what they’re doing, and that’s what they’re getting off on, ‘playing God’, this again goes back to the girls I went to school with, in church, who later work at Bunnings and Mitre 10 - all girls trying to play God, there’s a big cult of them, the dog network, as I call it. Those girls are really stupid, they don’t know that they’re going to get their comeuppance.} I have a right to be single and go from A to B without being harassed. Do you see how fucked this country is STILL, I recommend not having kids. I know I would never have kids in such an ugly world. BTW I find most women don’t like being around people they can’t control. And by other people I mean other women. They actually get pissed off, if they can’t control the situation and then cause conflicts. They even have the audacity to take it further- in my situation at least they do; because they can’t control me, they then blame me for the conflict that they’ve created - because they’re so pissed off that they can’t control the situation. I find most people quite absurd. I’ve had a lot of experience with women like this, my grandmother was particularly like this, but also her daughter my aunt and my sister all want to try and control the situation and none of them realised that none of them were smart enough to control the situation anyway. My Grandmother especially used to get very upset if her perception of reality was contradicted, like she always thought men to be smarter than women, but when I came along and proved otherwise, she was so angry, she smashed her glass into the kitchen sink!  lol! However, my grandmother seemed to have major passive dysfunctional problems, the biggest one, in fact, was to try and create ‘the common enemy’, so she and whoever she was talking to, could have something to talk about. She couldn’t ever talk to someone without bitching and ‘playing sides’ like that, for her, that was the only way she knew how to communicate with her friends or family, she did not know how to be ‘equals’, she subconsciously thought there should be a ‘hierarchy’, and bitching about someone made her feel important and superior, actually very sad, and it’s too bad that nobody pointed out this to her, when she was alive. Although she did start having a go at my little brother, when we were talking one-day, and I pretty much stopped her in her tracks with some curt comment to save Thomas, then I didn’t have any more problems with her regarding my brother, but I don’t think she fully understood what she did; her personal dysfunction. And you know, this is why I have such happy memories of going over to the beach, because grandma usually never accompanied us, it was so nice not to have to listen to anyone bitch about another member of the family or friends (or neighbours). And, someone told me, a guy named Billy Baxter was doing Simon Says, he worked on the radio, apparently. He was from Gunnedah too, I never met him, but I think I saw him in Melbourne when I was there, he was surrounded by about 10 young girls (I would say 10 young bimbos, possibly thieves?). Maybe he wants to be “Billy the Kid”. RACK off. Another theory as to why I am harassed when I go down the street shopping. I suspect it may be to do with eBay, as eBay sellers want to supply goods to me via eBay, so they can make a profit. For instance, some T staples which I need, I can’t purchase them anywhere except for Bunnings, and of course I refuse to go to Bunnings since they steal from me, so I’ve had to buy them on eBay at triple the price. It may be just a conspiracy theory but given the nature of people I wouldn’t be surprised if this is somewhat true. You know, if you feel you need to “help me” when you see me, perhaps you could send donations to my PayPal account; emilycbieman@gmail.com - that would actually be helpful!! Or buy some of my seeds or fabrics. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds Or my bathroom needs cleaning, toilet could be due for a scrub! GET REAL!!! I know just writing about nazi behaviour has reduced it. 22. Australian building practises, its renters who get stuck with HOME KILLERS This is how I am dressed atm inside my rental (2021). At night, I can literally feel my head shrinking because of the cold, and the lackadaisical building techniques that Australia allows. Really every single residential home needs to be brick, preferably double brick, in Australia brick has insulating properties that protects people from heat and cold illnesses, and those illnesses are silent killers. Living in a well-insulated house is how to protect yourself against many diseases. (Not to mention the flu virus) The photo showing me all 'rugged' up was taken at Gin Gin in winter, surprisingly, they actually get an occasion mild frost there. But you ought to have seen what I looked like in winter at Gunnedah - literally 7 jumpers, I looked like a sheep ready to be shorn! (lucky I am a knitter). This cold weather allergy is all Centrelink’s fault with forced work at the Nursing home {still affecting me 15yrs later - do you think I am entitled to workers comp HA AS IF}. It is also part caused by substandard housing with little insulation. As this story has had such an impact on my life, I want to repeat myself; about the total scam CENTERLINK Work for The Dole- this is slave labour, there are no ifs and buts about it. If you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional - DELUSIONAL - it is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, (first time in my life due to a burnt throat the season before) and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs (those women at Centrelink ought to be SHOT) at that workplace, a nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever. 3YRS of mild fever too. Here is a good spot to mention; a few years earlier before this incident, I saw an ad for a Pat Parelli Horsemanship workshop, out past Coolah. (Do you see the dogs). At the time, I thought well that sounds fun, I love horses, so I went, drove down there, but little did I know, out past Coolah (can’t quite remember where it was now (some girls farm)), it was much colder there than in Gunnedah, and from the moment I got out of the car, I was basically freezing - the whole day, freezing. FREEZING. I wanted to stay on though, and hear what they had to say. Because I had a great interest in horses, eventually I left, went home, and had a hot bath. I didn’t get sick, not the flue, nor a cold, nor even a sniffly nose, after enduring 4hrs or so of FREEZING. This tells me, I mean, I knew it already, but this is proof, it’s not the cold that gives you the flu or pneumonia, it’s literally a contagious virus that is the problem. (That horsemanship day was scam, I bet it was Charlotte Powell’s property, Amy Powell was from Coolah – I tell you, obsessed with me) And, in retrospect, the seven games of natural horsemanship is a great philosophy, and there are elements of people out there who really have no idea how to behave around animals, and in fact they’re quite cruel, and they don’t have a caring nature, but they still want to go horse-riding; Pat Parelli’s seven games of natural horsemanship is for them. It is for people who need to learn how to be caring. It would be for Charlotte Powell. I can definitely say, I needed not have bothered to go, this is not something I needed to learn, I already had those attributes. Anyway, why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – apparently the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. Actually, as soon as it drops below 20°C, I can feel a change in my head, I become slightly lethargic, that feeling you get when you’re an immune is fighting, it may be confused with feeling hungry/slightly dizzy. So, some people reckon that it’s just an automatic immune response that doesn’t actually mean anything, that your body has been tricked into reacting in a certain way, it’s the same reason why they believe asthmatic people have asthma attacks, it’s just an immune response. I am not sure about this? maybe virus has somehow got in, found your weakness and somehow has made a permanent place for itself in your immune? and when feeling giddy, it is a serious attack on the body and your immune is fighting it. That’s why you can feel it. So, the experts don’t know what exactly your immune is fighting, and why cold weather triggers some sort of bad reaction (try sitting in a waiting room under the air con – what a disaster! - of course my burnt damaged throat allows the ‘badies’ in) Although, at least I’m not in Gunnedah still, it’s much colder in Gunnedah - at night, at times it got so cold I could literally hear my brain slowing right down, my thought process was in ‘slow motion’, it was quite bizarre. Later I was told that this happens in Antarctica; a couple of researchers were down there, and they experienced the same thing when they were outside doing their checks. It’s a known phenomenon that happens in cold weather – although obviously the Gunnedah temperature would be considerably warmer than Antarctica, which tells me, there’s definite weird problem going on, as far as I’m concerned. It was triggered by a virus (100% sure about this), plus, I believe it was given to me deliberately (that last deliberate part, may be debatable, some people in high places said they would know about it if that was happening, but I am not so sure….) - signed the form so I would not sue them. They knew at least if you work there, you will get sick. Not sure what they were so worried about, no lawyer in Australia would sue Centrelink anyway, lawyers in Australia are all way too whipped. Did Centrelink think I was going to win the lottery, so I could afford a fancy $50,000 lawyer to sue them? “That girl has definitely got a chance of winning the lottery…..“ lol, well, you know what there’s hope then, if the government, thinks that I might have a chance of winning the lottery, there’s hope!! I have to update this in 2025 because I found a place further north my head no longer gets giddy in winter although I do still have to sleep with a beanie on in winter but it is a fantastic spot and I can't believe my luck and fortune. So in Gunnedah and all other rentals since, (since it is cheap rentals that have the worst insulation ), those homes did not have sufficient heating, and this probably perpetuated my 'cold allergy'. Plus I also realise that food and diet has a lot to do with coping with illness, the better you eat the better, the better your body can deal with sickness. And from looking at my little pussycat; the better you eat, the longer you will live, regardless of what's wrong with you. I do suspect my mother who was adopted at age 2, was nutritionally starved before she was adopted, and this played a role in her illness. And in fact anyone who has dementia I suspect it can be traced right back to from when they were in the womb and pour nutrition, particularly people who went through the war, and went through periods of starvation. Just a feeling and somewhere along the lines of Socrates. 23. Poor Renters in Australia 🎻Monday, 7 August 2023 (I pretty much update this every time they steal something precious to me) As I watched my current landlord farmer one Saturday (2019) drive by my cottage in his cattle truck, down the hill then back around past my house again, REPEATEDLY – ALLDAY, (what a nutter), I decided, as a lifelong 45yr old female renter, I would compose a list of hardships that renters have to endure. Aside from that kind of obvious car nuisance harassment. 1. Landlords coming around when it pleases them to go on personal power trips about irrelevant issues, male landlords especially. (Darcy Ward, Steve Carter – not even my landlord). Female ones wanting me and everyone to be like her child, so she can boss them – weird. GO AWAY. 2. Once I had a female landlord (not mentioning any names, Julie Knapman) that kicked me out because she only wanted cash (she was screwing the government), and the other main reason (as I WAS paying cash, {I just did not want to and asked to do it (nicely) by bank transfer – same as how EVERYBODY else does it}), was because I was happy. It really ticked her off every time we spoke, so she kicked me out, jealous! She reminded me of Tina Sparkles from Strictly Ballroom - psychotic jealousy. As I was moving from their house, she was in a car and she kind of chased me down the driveway and pushed me off the road into the paddock, what a total dog nutter. LITTLE GIRL Plus, I’m 100% sure she and her daughter went in to the house when I was in town, as one day orange lollypop men put a traffic jam on the road with fake roadworks (not a COINCIDENCE), so I had pulled up behind Julie and her daughter - she saw me, there were only 2 cars on the road, hers and mine, and as long as it took for those lollipoppers to hold up the traffic, was long enough for her to decide she wanted to go and stickybeak in the house, since she knew I was in town; she did a U-turn right there, even though the bridge is just before town on a ½hr trip into town, and went back. Manipulative lollipop men. Plus I know she was in the house, as my cat was totally freaked out when I got home, and they killed the unusual and very large spider who lived at the front door. 👎 I have cameras now so my landlord can’t do that, but I wish I had one installed when I was there - I would put it up on the Internet to show everyone what she was really like, and the kind of things that I have to put up with as a renter. And, now, I try not to personally attack anyone on my blog unless they’re a thief, or if I am returning the favour – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. At that house, I had turned one bedroom into a walk-in closet, (btw, see how to do this in my Renters walk-in closet story – no structural change ofcourse), I turned the huge living room into a craft room and the other huge living room into my bedroom, it was a good-sized house (read my Tulcumbah photo story). I just turned it into my kind of ‘lifestyle’ house, rather than a family house for kids, GUESSS WHAT people who do not have kids, can do this – I had not started my seed business at this point either). Plus, also I don’t drink or spend any money on any other vices, (as a mature Australian adult I’m well familiar with the Australian culture, but imagine if one day as a grown adult a little fairy godmother came along and gave you all the money in your life that you have spent on booze, you’d have heaps, wouldn’t you? well that’s me all the time!!). So, she’s another woman who can’t understand the fact that I don’t have kids, and I’m not married, she can’t stand the fact that I’m happy because of it, that is a concept she just doesn’t like, but she subconsciously realizes the benefits of both those things and resents it, she’s jealous. Typical Australian woman - jealous bitch. I am, quite frankly, fed up with being blamed for situations just like this not working out, when I am not to blame, I had to leave because of her dysfunction, NOT MINE. Infact at least 6 places I have rented, this has been the case, their problems, not mine. (Stop breeding WAKE UP! Any more than 2 creates health problems anyway; women, start showing signs of intelligence, please!). Btw, that little girl-woman also never notified me of neighbours aerial spraying pesticides – by law they have to, so the neighbours doing it would have advised them, but then in turn they did not advise me their tenant – such is the disrespect of farmer little girls. 3. Then there is the issue of using grey water on the garden, landlords expect tenants to pay for pipes and plumbing to do that, I have spent $1000’s on other people’s grey water systems, and then they ask me to leave when lease expires – it is unfair. One house had all its grey water empty onto the side passageway outside the yard on the street, causing major drainage problems and grass issues in a little patch, then they withheld bond as the grass was so long there (unbelievable theft, Elders Gladstone, Tamara Smitz, Lacey Bimrose combined with the Builyan police power trippers, who I later discovered had been sneaking in to my house while I slept and stealing.)) 4. Same house, the water in the kitchen was so bad I could not drink it, I had to use laundry water that had town water connected - the landlord simply refused to fix rusty old leaky tank. 5. Maintenance is a huge issue; I have not had one landlord who has been prepared to fix rusty leaky gutters (Except Ernie!). On rain water reliant houses, this is vital maintenance. (One house had 1 tank that leaked badly, it is really unacceptable to offer a house with no drinking water) and I might mention, unacceptable to offer a house with dam water for a garden, then not actually connect it. (Alistair Darcy Ward) infact another weird thing that at least 3 of my landlords have done is told me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, I discovered that in 2 of those, not only has there NOT been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been ANY water at all. LIARS. {And the 3rd one, in the last five months straight there has been NONE either}. I know real estate agents do this when they’re trying to sell land too – make it look all lush, when in reality it only looks like that after drought breaking rain every 7yrs or so. So, my landlord has decided that they too will lie to tenants! Either there’s water or there isn’t; You can’t say there’s water when there’s not - don’t be dishonest. 6. One landlord used to go through my stuff when I was not there and steal, once he not only stole my pliers, but he angled them under my car tyre, so when I reversed, it punctured the tyre. (Peter Long, and I think he was incahoots with my jobs provider, Graham Kent and Courtney Lang? Egging each other on - both no conviction) Common problem of landlords snooping around (break and enter with their own copy of the key). Actually, I think I have only had 1 landlord that did not do that (lovely Italian couple down at Pendle Hill) (change locks when you move in, no copy to landlord – they DO come in without permission, even though that’s illegal to do. (Course, change back when leave). 7. Adult kids of landlords coming round and stealing – HUGE PROBLEM, Long/Ferguson/Ward, all infact. No conviction. Neighbourhood stealing too, copycats; general disrespect. Infact entering the house when I am not there and stealing is so rife as a renter, by not only landlords and their kids, but also their kid’s friends, plus neighbours, who like to play stupid games like “big brother”, (“we’ll save you landlord” – imaginary wars – there is major dysfunction in suburbia), and the kids who live next door, and NUMEROUS other people who all arrogantly think they are entitled to just waltz in and help themselves to my things. HUGE PROBLEM. HUGE. {Little birdy told me it is related to my school days, as at school the house mistress’s went through all the girls dorms every few weeks, they called in “Dorm Search”, looking for reasons to expel or discipline in some way. Basically, they were perverts, so all the girls (the stupid ones), now think it is perfectly OK to go through someone else’s living quarters. It is so widespread, that I guess personal privacy is ‘a thing’ in many family situations. Families of perverts. Yuk. {The girl who steals my essential oils – you are a pervert.} 8. One house in Petersham, Sydney had a house next door that had an open pipe in it that the people in that house could see directly into my window, which would’ve been a bedroom but I turned it into a sewing room. I could hear them, I think it was two young teenage boys that were gagging and carrying on, being able to see this young woman without her knowing. So disgusting! Another neighbour, or those 2 boys stole my handbag from my house one night. I remember seeing this short blonde girl walk by one day, she yelled out some sort of abuse at me – she was dog nuts, and I think this is the same girl I saw in Melbourne who was apparently my flatmates girlfriend. Major dog stalker, I am thinking some famous persons daughter? She seems to be protected. Seriously she needs to be locked up, or at the very least kept on a leash. This is the reason why you ought not have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18, just not worth it, otherwise. The world is full of SCUM PERVERTS. 9. Renters are often forced to be transient, this creates all sorts of social ‘displaced’ problems, for instance in one suburb I moved to, I could not open the windows, as not only did the neighbors kids climb in and steal things, but the teenage boys jump up to peer in and spy on me (disgusting) - Neighbours hate newcomers, they automatically hate them before they even know you. They hate people they don’t know; they hate single women who do not have a husband, and they especially hate unemployed ones. In each neighbourhood I have had to live in, it’s always the same, maybe one in 100 people may treat you with an ounce of respect, but not usually. I have many instances, stories, names I could name, but today I am just going to name 3 neighbors at Colosseum who would be known in the community to be nice, respected upright law-abiding citizens, however I know them to be disgusting, unaccepting, disrespectful hateful people: Bev and Bevan Ross, and Glen Blackburn. 10. Another issue is backyards, when the tenant is renting, they should be able to do as they wish with the backyard, i.e., plant a vege patch, maybe some fruit trees if there is room and a long lease. While they pay for the property, it is up to them what they do with it, if they do not wish to mow lawns, then that is their prerogative, unless there are special inclusions that are SPOKEN prior to signing lease (Verbally stated - I keep writing this “verbally spoken”, as in stated out loud and discussed with the future tenant, so that the tenant fully understands a major condition of living there. – this part keeps being deleted, so I’m going to write it 3 times “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”) In fact, it’s my experience that half the rules in the lease, the actual landlord doesn’t give a toss about - it’s the rental girl who’s got a b in her bonnet about all of those rules. Which is why it’s really important that all of them are discussed. Most renters do not bother reading fine print. Plus, I would say, all of the landlords I have encountered, if they were given an ultimatum before I moved in; I’m not going live here if you want me to mow your lawns - then the landlord would’ve said (pretty sure, it would have been 10 out of 10) “oh okay that’s fine you don’t have to”. It’s really only the Real Estate rental girl, at the end, when they leave, who has the issue, and will say to the landlord, oh well you should withhold the bond because they didn’t mow the lawns, and even though the landlord wasn’t really too concerned about it in the first place, but when they see there’s an option to get several hundred dollars of the bond - they go “oh okay” - it’s plain theft, and I’m having a crackdown on dodgy rental girls they are young, manipulative and stupid. If you rent a house for the sole purpose of wanting the lawns mowed, then the landlord ought to be paying the tenant to do so, the going rate for lawn mowing is $60/hr. Landlords should not have powers to ‘use’ tenants like this. {btw, I did not really have any issues with the lawn in any rental, just using it as an example – the dogs have MANY such rules.} 11. And, common problem for me is gardening, with being harassed by neighbours who are friends with landlord while out in the yard; common dog problem. General disrespect from the locals. “we’re watching you” 12. It is none of a landlord’s business how much furniture a tenant has – NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And tenants do not wish to have the landlord’s spare furniture in their home. REMOVE IT, all of it. 13. If the landlord only wants to rent the house for short periods, like 6mnths, this needs to be disclosed to tenant, as it is a monumental task to move house, apparently it is one of the most stressful times for a person (and as having to move for the 5th time in less than 12 months due to reasons OUT of my control - I assure you it is beyond stressful, and physically straining for mature adults). So, lying landlords about lease is common. (Elders and Ward) 14. I have to mention carpet in rentals, only a landlord that lacks monumental amounts of common-sense would put carpet in a rental. 15. Another stressful issue for me as a tenant was living somewhere for 10 years, then being asked to leave. I mean that is my home and where I had my life including my business, and I was just kicked out when landlord sold it, easy as pie for the landlord. My life was snatched away from me. Not sure what they can do about that, but it is a hardship. 16. Another thing is cost for unemployed people. Did you know unemployment is $327 less each fortnight than a pensioner? An unemployed person on Centrelink benefits cannot afford to pay more than $180/week, anymore and they will not be able to eat 3 meals a day or pay car rego / electricity etc. There are very limited free-standing houses at that price, and most of them appear like they are “drug houses” fit for only people who are looser junkies. There are a lot of single unemployed older ladies who are not junkies and require a more ‘hopeful” quality of life. 17. Don’t get me started on the cost of ink and printers for their last century forms. I can’t believe how many Real Estates don’t know about online digital forms, or simply sending pdfs that DO NOT REQUIRE A PASSWORD. Businesses these days who want you to fill in PDF’s, do it digitally, so you can either download a digital form or you can fill it out in their browser, it’s really easy and it saves printing out literally dozens, if not, sometimes hundreds of pieces of paper, especially when only a signature or even an initial is required per page. I mean, there is the application form, 9 pages. The lease, 11 pages, not to mention all the terms and conditions, and other special clauses, and forms for each agent, there are literally dozens of forms, I have to print out because hillbilly Real Estates still haven’t cottoned on to the Digital age. You know it cost $44 to replace the ink on a typical low-income HP printer, 1 rental requires at least ¼ to ½ of that ink, so if I had need to put in multiple applications on different properties - it’s way too expensive not to mention wasteful. Then there’s the $100’s of dollars added on to each move, in the form of hiring a truck ($2500 last time, $4000 time before that, and $1400 the time before…I won’t even mention what professional removalists charge!) and as of late, most rentals only want short term anyway, so it is constant moving and wasting my money. 18. One of the biggest problems is pets. Do you actually know anyone that doesn’t have a pet? It is unacceptable asking for ‘no pets’ on any rental. It’s not a question of allowed /not allowed, it’s none of the landlord’s business what the tenant does /doesn’t do, or how they live their life. NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. Don’t be so blonde Nazi. (realesate.com, at least 95% of listings state NO PETS, still) I should mention, ages ago, my folks, after dad’s mum died, purchased a rental in Wilga St, Gunnedah, for a very brief time; after the first lot of tenants left, they went in to have a look, I kid you not, as soon as they entered, the whole floor of the living room was gone (hardwood floor) and you could see the dirt! yes, I’m sure the $400 bond would have covered that! NOT. (That would be ‘the powers that be’ in Gunnedah giving my dad bad renters, because he was new in town – they know who the dodgy ones are, gossipying little girls.) That ended dads attempt at being a landlord! Oh, no, wait, that’s right, he sold it and purchased some land in Queensland; he was talked into it by their new friends the Henry’s. I'm not really sure why he would possibly have done that, it was in a remote part with no power or water, he had to pay rates on it every year. Queensland housing and land didn't really start to go up until the 2000's and if he had kept it that whole time he would've paid way excess in rates. As it was, there was major depreciation, it was a total bad investment, he ended selling that too, after still losing $1000’s in yearly rates. I guess, they didn't have my realestate.com back then. So there gone my future house.  19. OMG - bathrooms that slope out to the corridor!! Every bathroom on every rental built before 2020 – so bad! Please, go see The Block, see how it’s done! – floor has to slope towards drain. 20. I have to mention windows and security, if a door or flyscreen can be easily pried off or cut to gain entrance, IT WILL BE, THEY DO IT, every house I have lived in, neighbourhood thieves, not to mention organized petty crime rings, will break in, even sometimes just to snoop around, sometimes they take ‘souvenirs’. Proper security screens on all doors/windows are a must in rentals. From now on I will not look twice at a rental that does not have security. 21. Inspections should not be allowed by owners or realtors; it is a total invasion of privacy and a total power tripping exercise for the estate agent and or the typical middle-class landlord. By law, they can do it every 3mnths, as it is written into a standard form 18a lease. That’s unacceptable – ridiculous. Especially taking photos of all the tenants stuff inside house. Do those rental ‘lease rule makers’, not know about the pervy tyrannical power trippin’ nature of women? OUTRAGEOUS. AND, how come they’re allowed to do inspections, but why is there no compulsory inspections by building inspectors for basic standards of living?? I can assure you if there was, this current building, would have failed and have been BULLDOZED by now, 2022). 22. After having so many landlords now, there’s a major problem with snobbery, most landlords particular ones in Gunnedah think that people who rent are inferior to them. It really is a form of racism - superiority complex! Some landlords I know, and I’m thinking of two in particular here - they’re absolute complete doofusheads, and they would be totally lost if they weren’t married. They would not last 2 seconds without their wives due to their incompetence and general thoughtlessness, yet both those men looked down upon a renter, with passive disrespect, no matter what their capabilities. So, you need to throw out these stupid feelings of superiority thanks very much. And hey, buffoon head, I know you can hear me. 23. DISRESPECTFUL landlords, although, I have found male landlords are far more respectful than females, infact, I find this in general, a weakness of women, they are by nature, disrespectful and selfish – VAIN. Attitude problem in regards to renters: “2nd class people”; so, omit basic house amenities, like fans, aircons, flyscreens, properly functioning working doors, steps…… I have noticed, of late, selfishness, greed and money are the no 1 priority for most landlords, more so than providing a dwelling for another human. Such a lack of empathy. Really only wanting to provide a “stopover” for someone, rather than a safe place to call home. Majority of landlords lie to facilitate this. Birdy said, the ‘ugly’s’ are forced to be gypsies. 24. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, there is 1 ‘pro-tenant’ paragraph (just 1 “pro”); “landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises.” {If this is not provided, I personally consider landlord in breach of contract, and inept to me, regardless if the case is brought before a court. (If it was brought before a court, the tenant would still lose, they make it so, at court, at Qcat anyway). That means practically ALL my landlords from David and Brenda onwards -in dept to me.} Stealing is a breach of reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. Switching my electricity off is an interference with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. At least 3 of my landlords have done this, and on a regular basis. 25. Just remembered something else: by law a neighbour has to advise its neighbour if they are aerial spraying poisons. I have had at least 2 farmer landlords that did not bother advising me, they are so arrogant, they thought, oh, she’s no-one, just a renter, no need to warn her. And on one of those occasions the pilot saw me out the back of the house and deliberately flew over to me, and directly sprayed over me then over the house/roof where my drinking water collects, (a 1km deviation from his paddock) toxic stink! This happened twice, the 2nd time, they used pyrethrum. (Bret Knapman and David Heywood - and because those owners didn’t bother to show me any respect by warning me of such things, their kids, and those young stupid cocky pilots see that behaviour, and this is why they sprayed over me, because the landlord ‘set the bar’. Stupid arsholes. Copycat problems. Also “fumigation” is a problem, especially on poorly constructed dwelling that have holes and then bugs – they spray poison which in turn causes sickness. I wrote a whole story about the Sarina unit on my blog…. 26. On one rental, I wanted to confirm that the person I spoke to was indeed the owner of the home, {as I’ve actually been sent on a wild goose chase’s in the past, from someone over the phone}, and this rental was 2hrs away to see before I decided. So, I phoned Bundaberg Council and I told them who the owner was, and they confirmed, yes, it’s true. However, I phoned council a couple of years later to see whether I could get someone to deem the house liveable or unliveable, same house (this by the way, is more of the poppycock rubbish renters have to go through, because my landlord wanted me to leave 6 months before the lease expired, so she has come up with a cockanninnie excuse of ‘unliveable’, so I need proof to say to the court, oh but wait, she’s a greedy liar, it is ‘liveable’ – which eventually I did – she lost after I had to spend weeks researching all the rental rules). Anyway, the point of the story is, that Council then told me, that there’s no way they could tell me if there had been a change of ownership in my rental house, and he was actually implying that there had been, but when I asked him about it he said he can’t say anything due to very strict privacy laws, and if I asked him if he could confirm or deny who the owner is, if I told him the owner, he said NO he most certainly could not do that. HE COULD NOT ADVISE THE NAME OF MY RENTAL’S OWNER. I suspect that person I spoke to at council, Steve Percell is lying (?); there’s no reason why as a renter, I can’t know who the owner of the home is!! Infact to not advise a tenant of who actually owns the house they are living in – if requested, is morally wrong, it lends itself to enabling extreme control obsessions. Has no one seen the movie “Single White female”? They get OBSESSED! So not sure if this is a rule that needs to be changed or he was lying, or the girl I spoke to initially was lying? {A dog from Telstra – they often put me through to stupid dogs who pretend to be someone else. I wrote a whole story about the Telstra antics on my blog….} 27. Also, the option of Body Corporates is, well, plain bad for a renter, they especially, like to come up with nazi rules, not to mention extreme overcharge annual rates. Any rental with a Body Corporate, ought to be avoided. This applies to any home purchase with a Body Corporate too. 28. Lastly, I want to state something about a landlords intentions, over a tenants – there are some members of the community who will NOT listen to anything a tenant says, they will give them no heed at all, just ignore them, but, imply the landlord, gets to make any decision about the tenant – I can’t believe what a problem this has been. Such stupidity in the community. I have many examples, but I will give 1; my bottle of used Bleach was stolen at my new address near Mackay. I had a mould problem at this new address so sprayed the bathroom with it, but - it didn’t really work; it made no difference to the mould, so I thought it must just be painting stain on the walls and not mould. But a few months later, I decided that there were definitely other areas in the bathroom, that was mould, and I needed some bleach, so after discovering my bleach was stolen, I purchased some more. I used the new bleach on the mould, plus also I sprayed the ‘paint stain’ area too, just for good measure. And well, lo and behold, it kills ALL the mould in a matter of seconds. So, the bleach they gave me before just didn’t work! Faulty bleach? I don’t think so, my theory is, and this is so typical of stupid dogs; what they did was listened to the ‘intentions’ of my previous landlord, as it was a green eco-village there, and my landlord, was opposed to chemicals of any sort, - she had no common sense whatsoever, and was a pothead. Such irony. And now, I am a very ‘green’ person, but when it comes to mould, bleach or vinegar is the best solution, as it kills it pretty much straight away, and has minimal impact on the environment because you just spray it onto the mould area and leave it, that’s it, simple. So, the supermarket dogs, saw bleach in my trolley at checkout, and must have thought, oh well, her landlord does not want any chemicals at that address, so, we’ll just swap this bleach over for watered bleach that will not work. It was covid19 times when I purchased that other bleach. There was a bleach shortage. But damn those stupid supermarket thieving dogs. In conclusion, if you have to rent EVER in life – you are a victim. Every time you hear a news story which describes some sort of difficulty and unavailability of rentals due to shortages; when all the landlords hear this, they will be really pleased, because they know they have a guaranteed rental supply, and they can probably put their rents up too. In fact I think sometimes when I hear those stories, the news people are specifically talking to the rich people “good news folks!”. So do not have kids, not having anywhere to live makes it not worth it. No money; then don’t have kids. I’ve noticed people who rent all their life, by the time they reach 50, they are considerably more pissed off, and don’t feel they are quite so ‘lucky’ to be alive, than people who don’t rent. I really feel the government needs to intervene, otherwise peoples greed for rent money is so overconsuming, that a renters hardships are akin to war time. When infact it is peace time in our country, and has been for many decades. Plus, Australia is an affluent country. {One of my pet peeves: hearing rich people telling a poor person to stop complaining}. So far, the government has not done anything to help renters, infact they have done the opposite, so today it is more difficult, more expensive than EVER before. Although, apparently in 2024 the gov brought around some changes to make landlords fix problems, quicker. Plus a few other changes to make it more amenable to renters. But I still feel a renter is like a small seal who gets tossed round by the big whales. You should do everything in your power when you’re young, to make sure you don’t have to rent. You can’t live a proper life if you have to keep paying rent to somebody else. Renters get a very poor deal, and I don’t really see anybody out there standing up for them, which is why I’ve written this, I did have it on social media a couple of years ago, but I was banned. { “oh no! someone who can think, what are we to do? she wasn’t even elected into power, how can we let her put up these thoughts and ideas out there - no no, it’s out of the question, get rid of her”. True.} 24. Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts I was just going through my list of stolen items to see if I could mark off any items that have been mysteriously returned... and I saw, I mentioned, when I was living at Colosseum, and when a few items were stolen, at that time, there were people lurking about, I heard 2 female voices outside my window, one night in my shade house (they stole some of my plants plus a 40L black storage box – with Gunnedah 18 Henry st, written on the side). I remembered then, also that there was a girl down the paddock too during the day, I heard someone, it might have been Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, the only people I knew in the area, or it could have been someone from Facebook, as I was selling my plants - they saw and they came and took. {not that I gave out my address, but it was a small community and a lot of people (women) make it their business to know other people’s business NOSY BITCHES.} actually I suspect my landlords wife, Julie Ward – no conviction. So, you might read this, and be kind of concerned, and think there were ghosts around, (I know there are some people that actually think that…) or I was delusional and hearing voices, (I know there are some people who think that aswell – idiots (Sharon Morgan) as my location were quite remote. So, I thought I should say, I wasn’t concerned at all when I heard these girls voices, because this is a really common for me, maybe it sounds weird to you but ever since I was 18, I’ve had people hang around my house at night. It happened in Gunnedah after I came home from school from Armidale, (and in retrospect, in Armidale at boarding school, I would’ve had, -I did have problems with the house mistresses – so there would have been housemistress’s (Cathy Goldman) hanging around at night too, I have some vague memories of part dreams and incidences involving them). And when I moved to Sydney - way more people. I think in Petersham, where I lived briefly, at one point they would’ve been at least 100 people outside on a nightly basis, - I usually just sleep through whatever is going on outside, seriously, I used to pay no attention to what other people were doing, none, not really a ‘people person’. I firmly believe this is one part about me that has kept me sane, -as you get older, I think it’s normal for people to be more observant of what’s going on and more understanding of what’s going on, I’m pretty sure when I was young, I didn’t have much of an understanding of what goes on in life (it’s all bad)). After that theft at Colosseum, I put a cctv on my shade house. Goddam thieving women. But on one night at Petersham, I was awoken because there was a loud thump on the door. I got up, opened the door, I was half asleep and squinty, a big bright light shone right in my face, and it was the police, they said; Did you call the police mam, I said, “no I did not call the police, I do not have a phone, I’d just been asleep, only woken now.” (Later on, I thought I might have had a vague memory of having a dream before I was woken up, of me saying “call the police” in my dream, because someone was annoying the crap out of me! -which would’ve been all the voices I heard outside in the garden, the hordes of people (a garden shared by 4 units), but it was a dream, I really didn’t call anyone, I didn’t actually have a phone, I was literally asleep and probably snoring -it was like someone was perving on my dreams, and facetiously called the police on my behalf (without my permission or knowledge). I had a similar dream some yrs later, after I moved back up to Gunnedah and onto a farm – where I did actually get a cat!! My cat had kittens, seven of them, and one night they’re all in my bed, the mother too, so 8 cats! They were purring madlyhappily, and I was asleep, and so I started dreaming that all my kittens were going to go up to heaven! as I knew I would be annoyed if I was awoken. This is kind of a very cheeky dream because obviously I didn’t want to kill my cats or want them dead! but they were annoying me because they were purring so loudly and would soon awaken me. Lol! So, that dream it’s kind of exactly the same thing as dreaming about calling the police, as there is too much noise going on, and I would be soon awoken. I know image transfer is common, and I’m a visual person, some people can see, some people can’t. Some people can see, but don’t know it, (actually I think probably everyone can see, but they don’t know it, as it is often a subconscious thing – and most people are “sleeping beauties”. The irony of the whole mental asylums is bordering on the point of ridiculousness at this juncture. So, some of those people give me problems in life, I call them dogs, they attack like dogs, they are non-thinking and stupid. Some see very well, and ‘play’. I recall at school, once, we were on an excursion in a commercial kitchen, we were having a tour. And we went past the chocolate sauce area, the guy stopped and explained in great detail about how the chocolate sauce is distributed etc, then we moved onto the next thing. But I was so mad, because we were standing around looking at chocolate sauce for what seemed an eternity, and we weren’t allowed to have any!! I was mad mad mad, so mad, that in my mind I picked up the whole kitchen bench and threw it at the guy who was doing the tour, and, I kid you not, the guy looked at me with a cheeky grin and then he ducked!! Like he could tell the difference between reality and a projected image! One stupid woman dog attacked me, when she could see me with scissors chopping up all her fabrics. I actually wasn’t doing it, I was just imagining it, - {I amuse myself constantly!}, But she literally couldn’t tell the difference between reality and a projected image from someone else (some people can’t tell the difference between their own inner voice, and someone else’s inner voice too, some dangerous territory – they think it’s God). A lot of people are like this. Those people should watch out, because attacking like that stupid woman, one day someone’s going to bite you back. And I deeply resented her attack, I wish she was dead then, and still do – note, all this time I wished her dead, but I haven’t killed her, not even seeked revenge. I later saw that one on the ABC- bimbo nazihead. I think the ABC do rewards for bad behaviour, or at any rate, like to employ stupid dogs. Anyway, this night after the police asked me if I called them, I looked around in my squinty vision, and there’s dozens of people literally staring at me, they were all in my garden, and all out on the street, (it was a divided {1} house complex, there were four other units in 1 house (ridiculous real-estate greed)). I was in my nighty – they were staring at me in my nighty, squinting. It was humiliating. I had no idea what was going on out there, except I thought it was some sort of party, or more like social gathering, as there was no music or booze. And I am not a party girl type of person at all, I have mention, I don’t drink, or do drugs or go out to pubs and clubs, or really socialize at all, except for at work with work colleagues. So, seeing all those people was actually quite disturbing. It’s like they were doing the ‘opposite’ of what makes me happy and comfortable, it was a form of unbearable torture. I did not really understand about images back then, AS NO ONE TALKS ABOUT IT. I suspect that’s why they hung around at night rather than day, to see dreams. And this why no one is held accountable, and can be sued. It’s like a deliberate form of bullying that they can easily get away with. The radio, JJJ, was involved. Not really sure what the attraction was, because it’s not like I was living this perfect life, and having these idyllic dreams, infact I recall having quite a few nightmares at that time! Sweaty. I was designing clothes at Grave Attire – gothic shop. I did have a happy childhood; I suspect this has a lot to do with it. So, you know, this is typical that people hang outside my house, (it happened at Hornsby and Pendle Hill too). I have people who follow me when I drive too – they think someone is going to see an image and crash, the people that follow me around, harass me, torment me, are facetious, controlling, manipulative, dishonest and liars. How dare they follow me around. Have they no idea what that would be like; if you were being followed around everywhere you went, and not overtly, but secretly on the sly? Like Co-conspiring behind my back, is a form of bullying. I can’t begin to explain the problems that would arise from this kind of situation - truly I am surrounded by stupid greedy moron bimbo bitches. I want compensation. Back then we didn’t have camera phones, but I would’ve liked to get a shot of all these people just hanging outside my house, as some sort of proof in case anyone here doesn’t believe me, although I think you can plainly see I have no reason to lie, and photos too, of all the other times when there was only one or two, or when the salesgirl from Harvey Norman was hiding behind the bushes, so I could post to you now, so you can see this strange and secretive phenomenon, -and it has been going on over many years, and so there would be quite a few people that have hung outside my house now, like as in I would say, 1000’s of people. All those people involved have given me permission to tell the rest of the world – to go fuck yourselves. That too would have intrigued the police if they were driving by “what are all those people doing there?” And that was one of the huge reasons and bonuses of why I moved on to a remote farm, in the country, it was only lucky that my parents lived in the country, and we had friends and acquaintances in a rural area, otherwise I would be truly stuck, because slipping into country life is not something that is easily done, rural people are very sceptical of outsiders. But after I moved out there, it was bliss, finally I could have some peace and quiet at night - which I more or less did (aside from those grievances that have been discussed on this website.) Once at Bulga Farm, I woke up to see my peacock running around the garden with something in its mouth, on closer inspection, I was to discover it was a used condom! Yuk. I suspect it was Robert Cull’s son!) After about 18 years I was forced to move out of Gunnedah, I was ‘cast out’ – due to this very issue, people cannot handle a single lady. I am now 1500km away in QLD. (I’m really old now, 49 – I suspect age has a lot to do with it, a woman on her own in her 20’s is a spectacle for some people – retarded people, people who work as radio DJS are stupid, this is their nature, and to entertain other likeminded stupid people.) Aside from my neighbours, I’ve only heard a few people hanging about in QLD, and one of those times it could’ve just been someone walking down the Fire trail. (Although I did suspect at one point someone put a phone somewhere under the house, so I could hear them on speaker occasionally? People are really fucked. – BTW it is NOT ok for you to lurk outside my house while I sleep and perv on my dreams, nor to just sit outside across from my house staring in for hours, nor is it ok to walk up and down past my house all night. Are you stupid? (I feel like John Malkovich from the movie “Being John Malkovich”-I wonder if they’ve changed it, edited it….) Although I know they can see things that happened in my past this way, things that I can’t remember, as I was too young, or things I may not have put together or noticed back then. This is how they discovered what happen re the NEGS kneeling thing and the evil terrorist Mr Cone, the school principal at Limbri school, and plenty of other things. They have looked back at every birthday party I had as a child too….and this is not something that is done formerly like at an appointment with a specialist. See someone is always watching you idiot thieves. By the way, when I was living at Gin Gin, someone told me that the reason why I can't "see", is because my father used to drink, like even before I was born, too much, it affected his DNA. At the time, well I thought, it was actually pretty healthy and normal not to have "visions" so to speak, in your head! But I realise now, it was just those stupid bitchy dogs trying to save themselves, and the real reason why I can't "see", is because I apply common sense, and choose not to live in somebody else's dreamworld. I'm the sane one! And I like it that way. I believe those people who follow me around to perv inside my head, have a dysfunction, it's kind of like the same as if they were addicted to drugs; wanting to live in somebody else's dreamworld - they have huge problems, (stemming from stupidity.) So, to those stupid QLD police who thought I was delusional, nuts, and hearing voices, you have absolutely no idea, you are completely clueless, you should just quit and go home. And get the fuck away from me. You too, naive mental health workers. Get the fuck away. You can’t control everyone. 25. 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, but if they don’t fall into that trap and go on to uni and a career – then they still will later on go through that rebellion phase or extended lifestyle in some way, maybe white collar theft…..tyrannical behaviours, dysfunctions in their relationships…. Ongoing problems from BAD PARENTING). 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 personally think its not just rebellion, its stupidity – can’t control themselves. One person said, no, it’s none of that, its Tourette syndrome!! Lol}. Oh, people love coming up for excuses for such bully behaviour. I’ve heard them all. 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 (and parenting skills). 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!! lol) - 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, anyone who was abused themselves, 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) she wanted to imply she is ashamed, as even though she did not want any kids, society dictates that women should. It is normal to have at least one, even if your unmarried now. {stoopid unspoken rule}. 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 at a child’s birthday party when I was about 8 or so, can’t remember whose, and I did go through my whole list I have of the kids in my class back then… did not recognize anyone, so that’s weird…So while I don’t remember whose birthday it was, I sure as heck remember her trash bitch mother! I did write this story, I thought I put it on “Bell the Ball” but when I just checked that it's not there, there’s just like a little brief mention of fearful mothers. But I specifically wrote about the details of this birthday party, but it is nowhere on my computer, so don't ask me what happened to it. I remember the house too, it was kind of a nice part of town, a big 4-bedroom house on a big plot. I had really been looking forward to this birthday because I wanted mum to buy me this new pink dress that I had seen in the window, and a birthday party was the perfect excuse (little girls know how to handle their mothers). So, I got the pretty little pink dress, and I was so excited about this party, when I got to the party, I asked the mother where I could change into my new dress, and she practically bit my head off, saying that nobody was getting changed into party clothes, everyone was to stay in their school uniforms. As you can imagine, I was not happy about this at all, and was determined to get changed into my party dress, which I did, and of course I was completely shunned by this trashy bitch mother and her friend. The kids did not mind. But the mothers; THWY HAD A HUGE PROBLEM. {Even as an eight-year-old I won't let anybody else dress me thanks very much, and when else can you wear a party dress other than a party!}. So, while that mother might have had her own insecurities to the fact that she probably couldn't afford to buy her daughter a new party dress, OR just did not want to spend money on her daughter…. She didn't have to be such a rude condescending bitch to a little girl at the party, who had a nice dress. She was so disrespectful, simply due to her own feelings of inadequacy - and she was taking it out on me, as if I was all that was wrong with her, all her problems, were as a result of me, this young eight-year-old girl in a pretty dress. This by the way, is why a young girl needs to be accompanied by a parent wherever she goes, because you have stupid trashy mothers who feel inadequate and use young girls to go on a power trip, to try and make themselves feel better {by putting other people down}, they're out there, they're real, they exist, particularly in the mother world: mothers seem to fall into this trashy category way more than men. In fact, it seems to be a female problem, even though men are the ones who are the main money makers...... So, it's a little unfortunate that I can't remember her name. Which one of my friends has this revolting mother.......lol. I think maybe, I've had problems also from her since then? Or maybe someone pretending to be? Like the dogs who know about this situation? I think they might have inserted her in Target or Kmart at Gunnedah, and it could be why I'm having so many extreme problems purchasing from Kmart now? Still resent me for having a pretty pink party dress….so still causing problems. I had someone call me on my phone recently, and in the messages they just started laughing and hung up – but it sounded like that trashy woman? I think it's related to that woman. {I now have a permanent message on my machine “if you're from Centrelink or the jobs providers….” Well, I have a ‘creative’ little message there personally for those people who bother me - they are so bothersome, I let all my calls go to voice message now. {Extreme problems from them who overstep their boundaries – just like that trashy mother who wanted to use me to go on a personal power trip}. So, someone like that trashy mother, would really like the fact that I have to leave this message. I feel like it was deliberate set up, - the echo chamber people from media - so I would talk about it on this blog; So here is this story, exposing trashy fighting mother's. Got it. I bet you still not happy! Stupid centerlink cunts trying to play “Henry Higgins”, to try to turn me into a fighter – just like those trashy dysfunctional mentally unwell fighting mothers. Oh, so looking back I can see exactly why my mother wasn't there!! She would not want to be around a woman like that. She was a little picky and choosy of friends, despite wanting to be friends with as many people as possible....maybe a weakness, but I would not want to be around trashy fighting woman either. 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 push 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, 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 – 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 suspect that the “ball punching movie scene” was based on somebody's real story - but not entirely sure. I want to say: you're allowed to talk about things you see in the movies! I'm not entirely sure, but I think this story “Observation of the reason for the bane of my life:” was deleted because of this particular scene in the movie that I talked about?? – So I have also noticed, there is an element of unbelievable stupidity, possibly kids (?), going on rampages, deleting things online that they suspect are from movies, claiming copyright - which of course, there's no copyright for talking about anything you see in the movies - YOU STUPID LITTLE PERSON). I want to add, if I had children I would not be punching them, as I would have taught them respect in the first place. 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! Image above is my textile design "1960s Pop Perfection", from my earth groove collection. I couldn't decide whether I wanted that one, or the more demur "Earth Groove ddd4c2", so I put that one below too. I love them both. Although the "1960s Pop Perfection" doesn't have a repeat, so it needs to be mirrored, and mirrored repeats aren't as good as a proper repeat, - due to the gradient it just didn't work unless it’s mirrored, I guess I didn’t get around to doing a proper repeat on this one. As I update it in 2026, I can no longer sit at the PC for hours due to osteoarthritis. 😔 26. FOMO - I know this may seem greatly offensive, but I feel it really needs to be said, it is my duty, since I am pretty sure no one else is going to have the audacity. If you’re a single woman with a child, I’m sorry, but you fall into the “completely stupid” category. First of all, you would’ve had a child out of fear - fear of being alone, fear of not having anyone to talk to, fear for not having anyone to look after you when you’re old, fear of not being the same as other women, fear of missing out. Not to mention, the ‘husband substitute’. There is also the reason of ‘playing sides’; the mother wants someone to be on her side, so she can gang up on husband or even other child, or extended family members, with her own child. Finally, she can have someone on her side. And ofcourse, the number one nazi reason, needing to have someone to ‘boss’ about and control – a subordinate. ALL ridiculous reasons for having a child, TRULY – this is not why you ought to have kids. (Oh, and the woman who brings foetus to birth, because it just happened; something started to grow, suddenly she had a big belly, and they could not be bothered to think about it, or think about doing something about it before it was too late – OMG – too bimbo to talk about any more). GUESS WHAT, no need to feel alone ever - you may not have noticed, but your never alone, ever, it is all a state of mind. And so, after becoming a single mother, then you wonder why it’s a struggle, and you don’t have enough to eat, and why are you getting ostracised from the community. You made a stupid decision, and now you have to live with it. IT TAKES Ying and Yang, to raise a child - male and female influence. Put your ego aside ladies and stop breeding like rabbits, you silly twits. Please note: I would never ostracise a stupid women for having a child if I saw one. She has made her decision, now she has to live with it. Btw, I believe all those above reason why a woman has kids, also applies to married ones. And, someone told me, it is common within a marriage also, for the husband to pressure the wife into having multiple kids so his ego can be passed on. Stand strong against your spouse’s egotistical pressures!! (In my family, it was my mum who pressured dad into having multiples!) (Take up gardening – far more enjoyable, less expensive!) I recall a high school teacher telling me that some of the year 10, 11, and 12 girls, were deliberately getting pregnant, so they could get the then Baby Bonus from the government, which was $5000 cash when baby was born! Stupid libs, they don’t know how naive young women are, how they are incapable of thinking and planning ahead due to their inexperience. And no one tells them, that unless they have a clear set path of 3 meals a day for the next 20 years, then they should not even contemplate having kids. How about that for REAL disgrace. I believe the Baby Bonus has been scrapped (thanks to Julia Gillard, hooray), the previous politicians seemed to be under the impression that Australia needs to populate, well WRONG, this is not the 50s any more. Australia needs to curb its population; we have run out of water, or at any rate, send people up to the far North, like Cook Town, hardly anyone up there. {And stop wanting your investment housing prices to skyrocket – plain greed.} I know there’s women out there who start off with a husband, then have kids, but things go awry, they get divorced, or he dies, and she’s left on her own with the kids. The thing is, if she had of known she would end up on her own, she probably would not have the kids in the first place. I mean, what’s the point, on your own. The husband is designed to bring home the bacon, so then the mother can get on with the feeding and raising, it’s a common-sense situation. So, I’m thinking there should be insurance against “husband loss”, and actually I can’t believe that there isn’t already insurance for it. There seems to be insurance for everything else, so why not this tragedy. (I know some things are hard to hear, but there is still more; I personally believe husbands in long term marriages, who run off with younger women, do so, because that is the nature of a paedophile; wanting to be around naive young women, who don’t know how bad/evil/difficult life is.) Unfortunately, I can’t take credit for having that stunning Acacia in my garden - part of the much-desired cognata hybrids 26. Moving to a Big City When I was in year 10, my mother suggested I go and speak to the school careers counsellor, to get some advice on what I should do after I left school. (Kind of the WHOLE point of school). So, I went and spoke with her, her name was Dr Scarf, and well, what happened, was strange - she basically refused to help me, her exact words “I can’t help you”, she insisted I leave her office. She was such a bitch. I’m not sure what her issue with me was, I certainly wasn’t rude to her in any way, maybe she just didn’t like me, but she would have nothing to do with me. I mean, I could cry blatant discrimination, but I’m not entirely sure what she was discriminating against? She should certainly not have worked at that school; she certainly should have not been a careers counsellor. BTW, that was the same woman who used to eavesdrop on the girls conversations, and try to will ‘swearing’, so she could pocket a $5 fine. She is just another typical evil women, I have encounted quite a few of them in my life. Perhaps the fact that she could not ‘will’ me, was the issue as to why she did not like me? Anyway, so since, later after t hat encounter with her, I won various awards at school and in Gunnedah for fashion related projects, it was expected that I would work in the fashion industry. {Although I suspect there may have been some manipulations going on, as in year 10, I was contemplating leaving at the end of that year and attending the famous Ryde Cookery school, as I did love to cook, even went down there and checked it out, even enrolled. But after I started Textiles and Design in 3rd term of year 10, and did so well at it, I decided I would stay on – so I suspect this may have been a bit of a sinister plot on behalf of the school, who wanted paying customers to stick around. Possibly in retrospect it would’ve been better for me if I left at the end of year 10 - but really who knows. When school finished (1991), I would have been quite happy just to stay at home, in the family home in Gunnedah and see what panned out, (probably would have just remained unemployed…{I did have a woodworking project going on, consisting of building a large dolls house – not really sure why, possibly the only thing really on my mind – I want a house!, and yes, I should have been an architect…Do you know, if someone had of told me back when I was seven years old or something, that the only possible way you’re ever going to be able to build your own dream home when you’re older, is if you become an architect - I’m pretty sure I would’ve set about becoming one. But anyway, back then, and when I was 18, the concept of being an architect was not conceivable. But after school my mother would not hear of me staying in her house, she packed me up and basically dragged me down to Sydney, enrolled me in the Fashion Production course at Hornsby Tafe, and set me up in a flat in the wannabe hoity-toity suburb of Chatswood. Little did she know that the couple she selected me to live with were hard and fast potheads, and were totally addicted to their lifestyle consisting of coming home from work and sitting down to consume 30 hits of the bong! - then doing it all over again the next day, and every! It was quite an introduction for me into the Sydney adult world. The couple were very lovely, and seemingly very normal, (no tattoos!), and they happily answered my many curious questions I had about drugs. I quietly deduced; boredom and laziness, but above all, rebellion was their motivation (this would stem from nazi parents, nazi school teachers 100% over controlling, power tripping ways of raising children – such stupidity in this area, still). I did ask them why?, and he said, “so he could feel normal”. I wondered well, if you feel normal, then what’s the whole point - kind of seems like a big waste of money- paying some exploiter all that money, just to feel the same as you always did and do!! – you know, one has to step back and apply common-sense in every situation you find yourself in! Btw those people who sell drugs, are predators, looking for victims. You would have to be a sucker to indulge them. They are just as bad as mental health care workers or musicians - looking for victims – they all want the same thing – YOUR MONEY. Btw, I'm fairly certain I had dogs from the ABC (triple j) follow me around at this point, they seem to be obsessed about the whole drug thing as well, they then went on to create a section on triple j, radio station for young people, their audience, could phone in and ask questions about drugs. I tell you; pervert dogs my whole adult life. And this is what you get if you don't have privacy, you get complete ‘lack of commonsense’ situations by desperate for ideas dogs who work in the entertainment industry; encouraging young people to take drugs on the radio! They were probably incahoots with the musicians, as it’s easier for musicians to get money from people a who are not fully paying attention! Radios: total scams. And btw, after living with my 2 new flatmates briefly; I did not become a drug user. I had relatively savvy parents. Fashion school was ok, I was good at the design side of things, there were a few nice ‘originals’ types there, but also quite a lot of shallow fashion bitches. I won’t put the story I have with one of the girls, actually, 2 maybe 3….well, one of them, was unbelievable, she was such a bitch! The bitch antics that small women do, that one did contact me relatively recently, after all these years skyting about her fancy university teaching job! Isn’t that typical; giving the bitches the well-paid job. One of the girls was from Honk Kong, and a couple of years later, I stayed with her and her family in Hong Kong, we got on well enough. My fashion advice; chose comfort over style, every time. But I didn’t last too long at Chatswood, and later moved in to a flat with a flatmate from school -which also didn’t last very long - actually I want to mention that living with a flatmate will / would never really work out - people just aren’t designed to live that way, amongst friends, or flatmates. People are designed to live within a family unit, where there is an underlying theme of love - which will get you through all the fights, torments and nuisance behaviours, that you experience when living with someone, if you don’t have that underlying theme of love, it’s not going to work out. And this makes things really difficult, because basically accommodation is so expensive you have to share or be prepared to have a considerably reduced lifestyle - which I have decided is the better choice, rather than unhappily try to share with someone. It’s bad enough when you’re young, around other young people, but when your older, sharing is way worse, as people have scars from life; we don’t want to have to share a house in our 50s with some complete stranger who is most likely an arsehole as a result for the bruises and scars they’ve received as a single person….hear me? (This part about flatmates and love was deleted, I had to rewrite it. Dogs probably stole it. BECAUSE IT IS SO TRUE). I find it strange why this fact is not acknowledged by governments, and why there is not better accommodation suited to singles (and no not small, we ALL want a proper house thanks very much – not a hotel room). They still have not done anything about this in 2025, and the situation is getting 50000 times worse. I don't think I'm asking for too much here, or being too precious about accommodation. I know there's some people who say ‘well you know that's the whole point about life and working, having somewhere to live, your own home’. But, it's just, you know, it doesn't work out for everyone, or there's many people that I've encountered who lose everything - everything that they have worked for is snatched away from them; many divorced situations, many tragedies can happen. So, I think like the safety net of housing needs to be taken way more seriously. I want to say, all my life so far, 3 proper meals every day – no exceptions to that. Then suddenly at 18, I was thrown into this world with no job, no money no food, no proper home, only study (no Aus study, just $20 a week cash for all expenses, from mum, then when I winged, at least explaining to her about the weekly train fare of $12.50, she raised it to $30). Very weird, my mother, I think was clueless about money. I did spend those 2 years studying, eating tomatoes on toast and near starving, I developed heart burn from all the tomatoes, still have it today. My parents were opposed to welfare to. I would have been eligible to receive it. Such snobs. Such vanity. Plus, if you do not have stability in your home life, then work life is not going to work out, firstly, you do not have a sense of permanence at your address, then there is no motivation to make an effort to make things work out at work, there is no point, as you will have to move anyway, especially if the money is minimum wage. And secondly, feeling like you do not belong in the community around your home and work place will be the determining factor to leave it too. When I first moved to Pendle Hill on my own after I left study, and got my first job, I lived in the main street of Pendle Hill, on top of a BBQ chicken shop. Inside the unit was okay, nice and clean with wooden floor boards (but not an ideal location). One day I ventured across the road to the bank, there was an ATM, and the ATM was off the street some, you have to step up a ramp to get to it. So, I was up there waiting, and this girl was walking along with her dog, a big fluffy German Shepard, and she saw me, looked at me directly, changed sides of the pavement, and walked over to me. I felt like she did it deliberately when she saw me on my own, because of what happened; When one comes across someone with a dog, right next to you, one usually would want to pat it, (well in the past this what I did) and so I attempted to pat this dog, but I was unable to because it tried to bite me - I was able to react quickly enough to not let it really cause any damage, just a minor scratch, my hand was quickly retracted with a slight shriek, but then this girl just left, she didn’t say anything, it was like she literally came up to me as she knew her dog would bite me. Dogs rearing dogs. Mmm so this what the women in the western suburbs of Sydney are like. This girl, same age as me prob, blonde hair, without having any motivation, as I had just moved to Pendle Hill, I didn’t know anybody in the area at all, just simply attacked me in her in her passive aggressive manner. In my experience, this pretty much sums up the personality of all women of the western suburbs of Sydney, they want their dogs to bite me - they are fully sick in a totally dysfunctional way. (Note there was a woman in Gunnedah who did this too; Mrs Finlayson, I wrote about it on Life stories, somewhere). Total ban of all canine dogs please. Plus, I have noticed over the years, there are many other women who do this with other females, in fact males aswell. So, they use other people as ‘weapons’, just like those two women were using their canine dogs to bite me -puppet dogs – it is exactly the same manner. In fact, this is such a common thing and exists everywhere I've lived, I can't believe I'm the only one that has ever talked about this issue, as I've never seen it mentioned anywhere, rarely implied on TV / movies either. My neighbour across the road uses her son or daughter in the same manner. I think the Real Estate uses that family too? Or the landlord -someone who poisons my trees – or some idiot trying to play big brother or big sister – this is a common problem I have in life with dogs trying to play big brother – they are sheer evil and have NO COMMONSENCE. Major 3rd borns. And I've seen movie produces do it, and boast about it, like skyting about what they can get other people to do, some even without their knowledge. Zombies. You know whilst I think those two dog owners deserve a bullet to the ear, I have noted that there can be situations in life where this skill, can be of help. Some people are just really stupid, and other people can see what's going on, and so they can use someone, in the moment, to rectify a situation, solve the problem, or end the conflict - in effect people using their powers for good. HOWEVER, I don't think I ever witnessed this ever, I only see people using other people for cowardice reasons, mainly to chastise somebody else. People are pathetic. I tell you, hardly anybody is going to be going through those pearly white gates after they die. See Ya! I note there has been a change in that suburb Pendle Hill now, in 2023, if you look it, it is full of immigrants only, mainly Asian, with hodge podge extensions and renovations. Shanty Town. Too many people to quickly – slow down you bloody greedy immigration policy makers. Actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish; while some parts of Sydney is a fairly good place to live, like where my parents grew up, but if you do not have a familiar community, a place where you belonged, and who are too, familiar with you, then there are many despots who will try to latch on and take advantage of young single women. And, especially when it comes to public transport – a young woman is a walking victim. Unmarried girls really should stay at home in the family nest and not leave until she has fallen in love with someone. You need a strong support network at that vulnerable age. No one warned me about stupid reflective bitches that follow you and torment you. (Why was that, when they are just SO prevalent?? Am I living in bizarro world suddenly? I had 18yrs of normal life, then suddenly after I left the family nest, I get bimbo ‘mirror girls’ plus ones who do twisted mirrors! What the hell?) And the thieves – OMG, desperate greedy selfish bitches, married and singles, rich and poor, does not matter - they are thieving scum, so prevalent all across Sydney. Actually, I should change that, as the targeted theft from me, did not start until after I had left Sydney. It started after I got back from Melbourne, when I was living with dad briefly. So it is Melbourne people who are the biggest thieves I would say, way more than people in Sydney. WAY MORE. But then there’s all the copycats. All the ‘stupids’. By the way, someone told me the reason why I had never encountered stupid people who do reflections before, was because we hung out a lot, with our neighbour, and this woman, married to a farmer, an extremely good cook, was one of those eccentric types with an overt big jolly loud personality, and she has a tendency to wake the people around her up! Which I definatly think is true. (Akin to Mary Murphy’s excited scream!) Although this doesn’t really explain school and the school environment, I mean you’d think I would’ve noticed people doing reflections, maybe it happened and I just didn’t notice, I mean it wasn’t until I was in my 40s that I really started to understand why I would have these problems, and how often I felt like I was having a conversation with myself when I talked to certain people, with women in particular, as well as talking to a third party, instead of the person in front of me, who may actually not be present - and learnt about ‘empty shells’, I’m pretty sure if I had of known about this before, it would’ve made my life less confusing, more understandable. You know, in some cultures, some religions, (including Christianity - which is predominantly the religion in Australia), they believe that people who allow themselves to be ‘utilized’ in this manner - have sold out their souls to the devil, in other words, they have done something that is so bad, that the devil now can use them to play with, and have his evil little way with. Now, whilst I did go to church twice a week every day for six years not to mention Sunday school as a child, I’m not an expert with the Christian Scriptures, but in my experience, it is not the devil that does these things, it is real people, who do these things. They are people who like to play the devil, instead of the usual game people play; Playing God - something also evil. But the ones who want to Play Devil are much worse - they are real and disgusting. I recall asking both my parents why they moved from Sydney, and I was a bit annoyed with them, as they had told me, it was because they had not liked it, and wanted to raise their kids in the clean country air. But I mean, if they didn’t like the city, why would they think, (their very own flesh and blood) would like it?? Gunnedah life for them was really a little like fairy-tale world. It was like a bubble world that they, and our whole family, and friends, were living in. Quite different to what goes on in cities, and in areas where there’s mass population. But they were both from Sydney originally, they both grew up there. I guess they didn’t hang out in the inner-city suburbs or Western suburbs very often. I am not saying it is only these groups of people who steal, oh, no way! But us growing up, we just did not experience any of those ‘primitive’ problems that I encounted in Sydney, and still do with scum followers. I also noticed, there were a lot of same age, my age, ethnic people that they used to hang out in gangs, especially at shopping malls, in the inner and outer western suburbs. Not sure if they still do. I did find it a little odd because I never saw any white people hanging out in gangs, it was just an ethnic thing that happened. And if you’re one person, walking past a big group of people, who all stared at you as you went past, sometimes making snide comments at you - it just makes you feel uncomfortable, and leaves a certain impression of that ethnicity. I believe in my opinion; people hang out in gangs because they just want to fight. They want to live in gang world where they don’t have to be respectful to anyone unless they are in their gang. Plus, they get to fight, little boys love to fight, not just the alcoholic’s disease. They don’t have to live in the real world that way, where they would have to show an ounce of decorum and respect to all others; living in the real world so to speak. A case of “Lord of the Flies”. {I have heard it to be the other way around for certain ethnic girls encountering groups of western men, but were I heard that, the source was a known liar and trouble maker.} Anyway, life does not really begin, until you start gardening! Image above is my fabric Design E Design. It would've been good to have a photo of at least my end of year fashion parade design, which featured in the finale, but there were no phone cameras back then. So I have chosen this "E Design", which comes in many different colours, and slightly different patterns. I specifically chose it because I had some unwanted childdog on my back, about this design, not being my design - when in fact IT IS MY design. I designed it -but I did not draw it; I manipulated the letter C, by joining them together to get an ℇ in Adobe illustrator, then manipulating it until I got the shape that I wanted. I think the font I used was Tahoma- it's my favourite font. I have mentioned before on my blog I'm not an illustrator, I can't draw to save myself, yet look what I can do in illustrator! Love it. And well, I really like this design, maybe because it's just a little personal to me with E, E for Emily! 😁 27. The unfairness and BIAS DISCRIMMINATION of university graduates Now nearing age 50, so far as I can see about life in Australia, for a working person, is those who go on to graduate from university, usually get the well-paid jobs. They can work their arses off for the next 10 years (or not in some cases), but then have enough to be able to buy a house, at least 1, if not 2, or for some put down a mortgage - by the end of those 10 years. And it’s expected to be this way, by “the powers that be”; it’s expected that people who do not go to universities, get minimum wage jobs; they work their arse off for this 10 years, and usually don’t end up anywhere near owning their own home, if even been able to save a for a deposit, and will be most likely renting in a crap house. What makes this so bad, is that the university thing, is often not so much about being highly educated, but it’s about supporting university staff, and especially, cushy research careers at uni (research about life) – which, I grant is important; but the whole way this works is so totally BIAS and DISCRIMMINTRY, I can’t believe they are allowed to do it. I know with my little brother; it was the same for him on minimum wage in his first job out of school in Sydney. But then his company offered him a wage increase if he went to uni part time in the evening, relevant to his field. Which he did, and he got paid, so far as I can gather, 3 times as much. Plus, he was doing the same work after, as before! (I ought to mention he got married just before the offer was made – I personally suspect this has something to do with it – more discrimination against singles). In fact, I recall when I was working at Bonds, after I had finished my 2yr Associate Diploma Tafe course; there was a new guy who started working there; we were talking one day, plus another of my colleagues, and he started talking about his salary, and he was telling us, he couldn’t believe how much he was being paid. He was fresh out of uni, first job, a young 21yr old or so, he had no experience. But he implied, he was getting at least 3 times as much as us – we were on minimum wage more less. Extraordinary isn’t it! But, {the kicker is}, now get this; his role, his job, - well, he actually did not appear to have one! Like, we all had our individual set tasks, contributing to the production of the famous Bonds Singlets! But, his ‘job”, it seemed, was simply to make sure everybody else was doing their jobs!! So, he didn’t really even have to work as far as I’m concerned; it’s not like anyone there was naughty or rebellious - everyone did their job as far as I could see – which explains how he could hang about and chat with us about salaries!! So really, if you happen to be someone who is blessed with common sense, then that situation, just does not make any sense at all, and quite frankly I don’t know how I lasted the whole 2 years there before I finally told them to shove it up their arse (politely ofcourse). But, having more experience now, that company was one of the better ones to work at in Sydney!! And it was really bad – bully nation. And you know what, I think those “powers that be” expect someone working on minimum wage for 10 years, to totally lose hope, and possibly even drop out of the workplace altogether, or take other negative life choice options. It’s like a standard of normal that is perpetuated by greedy universities. I would even take it further and say that some of those “powers that be”, possibly ones in the education system, pick and choose who those people are, they pick who they want to win, and who they want to lose. When I look back at those 10 years working in Sydney for near minimum wage, it was just a total waste of my time. The only good thing I can say about it, is, well at least I know what it’s like working a 60-hour week for minimum wage Lol, mmm, maybe I learnt compassion!! yeah, it waasss reeeally good. If I had of known about the way it works, there’s no way I would’ve worked so hard for those 10 years, if at all. NO WAY. (I have mentioned on my blog how I got a 2nd job in the evenings, and it still was not enough to save for a house deposit after rent and bills). I want to add here, I didn’t drink, nor do drugs, nor ‘party’ and go out. I think even back then, I must have had dogs hanging around, trying to come up with ways to steal my money. The more I think about this, the more I realize how naïve my parents were. Maybe it’s different for other people, like I was thinking about the brand Palmolive, and how this is a huge brand in Australia, with multiple products. I have purchased them over the years from time to time, until finally I realized exactly how crap all Palmolive products are, there are, by far, better and superior alternatives out there. So, I am thinking well they must have a lot of friends in Australia to have that big a market share, with such crap products. Perhaps it’s the same thing, the more friends you have the more money you get, only it is expected uni-grads to be nerdy and friendless, thus they automatically get the good money; a total bias towards university graduates. Maybe they don’t expect non-uni graduates to work these things out? 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women are completely different around men, they suddenly adopt this, you know, totally sweet eyelash battering persona, whereas on my own, with no men to watch - revolting vulgar thieving bitches Life Stories P18 1. Insights Antics, and Sleep Torture Story Some reason I had dogs on SBS, they got all the farmers wives in Gunnedah to hurtle abuse at me not really sure what the point was. Gang Em style. I’m guessing jealousy, (that is the typical underlying issue that concerns other women when it comes to me); about where I was living, I struck gold. That women who hosts, is quite nice, a female with common sense, but easily manipulated same as everyone else. I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Dogs brain washing Steve Carter. Stupid fucking dogs, how dare they not even ask me about the situation, or ask me what I want. Stupid fucking women, so fucking hopeless I can’t believe it. How much is petrol atm? Did I learn my lesson you stupid farming cunts?? There was also some stupid woman on SBS, I think she may have been a doctor, who was telling everyone, that the reason (I personally) could not sleep (it must have been the time I saw Dr Nadia, if you read that in my Dr stories, re stress from police). So, she was telling everyone, the reason I could not sleep was because I had Alzheimer’s. And it was not, it was because I had stupid bitch neighbours waking me up, – {literally my neighbours were waking me every night, some IDIOT was paying them to do it, I think it was a form of sleep torture, an experiment by Drs or the police?, plus it had something to do with EVIL BITCHES who work at channel 7? Egging them on? It lasted for ages, and well, I can let you all know, for the experimental purposes; you actually get used to not sleeping, your body adapts, and you're no longer tired if you only get 3-4 hours sleep. But it took about a year. I am not sure if Heath Barwick was still there, as when I went over there once, there were always some girls there? So, I bet those farm twits on SBS, they too started waking me up every night – but as some stupid Dr told them I had Alzheimer’s, well, get this, they woke me up incase I needed to go to the loo, and because obviously I was a drunk. CAN YOU BELIEVE the revolting stupidity I am surrounded by? Fully toilet trained. I still don’t drink. This started in 2015 btw, and THEY STILL do it. Just today, as I write this at Sarina, angry pissed off piece of blog, I literally saw stupid bitches drive into my unit at 350am and just sit outside, and when I got up and went outside, they drove off. OMG, fuck off you pathetic COWARDS. That is harassment and bullying 101. And ofcourse when I get waken at a time like 350am, I do not just fall back to sleep, it takes me about 1 ½ hrs to fall back to sleep or no sleep at all, (this is typical for me, always has been, not that I have often before being awaken, actually before 2015, pretty much 7rs every night, uninterrupted). But at 530 – 6am, is just the time I ought to be waking up, that’s a good time to get up, I have pre-determined. So, STUPID FUCKING WOMEN, OMG, could I put it more plainly; I do not have Alzheimer’s, (your stupid community really are stealing from me), and I do not need to go to the loo, and I certainly do NOT need sleep torture. And, I still do not drink. I think those women literally need a smack in the head with a baseball bat so they get this message – FUCK OFF all the time. MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS. I think at Gin Gin it was truck drivers waking me up. I think someone is paying them to wake me up, which is why they lie and say I need waking; as they want to still get paid and have a cushy job of doing fuck all, except making a loud noise at 350am. Who they hell can I complain to about this? Police can’t do anything; maybe it is the police doing this wake ups?? Since I called them multiple times back in Gunnedah about the thefts (which they also did not thing about). I have come to the opinion that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS Insight thing, she is friends with some of the girls I saw on that show. Jessica is the one who helped turn my tooth black, along with Gina Burn - trying to convince people I was on drugs – Major bullying going on in Gunnedah. Btw, I did not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school? Her sister was in my year, and I do not believe we were enemies? There is a bloody rooster at latest address. Man they ought not to be allowed. 3-4am every morning. 2. Whenever I make phone call to determine price, I get ripped off Advertised in Mackay Council tourist brochure for $200, but when I called; “5-minute helicopter trip off the coast of Queensland from Mackay to Keswick Island quoted price at $2840” return with no waiting. However, if I were to have a day trip, it would be the same price, only an additional $606 per hour of waiting time, would be applied!! Can you believe that? Some cocky pilot wants me to pay them $606/hr to wait on a beautiful tropical island for a few hrs! I assume there are a whole bunch of billionaire helicopter pilots roaming Queensland, or no one actually takes a helicopter anywhere, aside from politicians who love to wrought travel expenses. (Auriga Aviation – although they change their name all the time, and advertise themselves in slightly different locations up here – but it is all the same 1 local Mackay company). I’m pretty sure we are in need of some competition when it comes to helicopter trips off the coast of Queensland - to the islands. Am I the only person that gets seasick? By the way, a seaplane cost $1200 for 3 people, provided none of them are overweight. $99/hr wait time. (Horizon Planes Mackay) All the people I spoke to inquiry about these quotes were female. I can’t remember the last time I made a phone call and spoke to someone who was genuine. 3. Hooning Farmer Police This is what happens on a road just out of town, one that has hooning farming driving in and out of town; careless and thoughtless farmers. There has also been dead cats and birds. Plus, they are thieves. The game of thieving by the stupids. This is directly related to me, as I have “hoons” who harass me in particular, they follow me around, hoon outside my home. Metaphysical world related (that has nothing to do with me). And those people, not only steal from me if they see an opportunity, like when I went down the back and forgot to lock the door, but they kill 100’s if not 1000’s of wildlife in the process of their “wannabe in control” hooning, over all these years. They are a menace to me and to mother-nature. WATCH OUT, what goes around comes around. And why the hell does the police not do anything about these stalkers? And no stupid police, I am not talking about catching speeders. YOU IDIOTS. I’m talking about people who drive around aimlessly – bored people who like to drive; they drive around and around on the streets – like territorial dogs. They are people who drive cars and steal, opportunists – dogs looking for opportunities to amuse themselves either from annoying the crap out of a woman, following/stalking or stealing something – usually there’s no speeding in such cases. I remember at Rangari, when I had my trailer on the back, I especially had people follow me - in the hopes that something with fall off my trailer, and they would be able to get it. {Pretty sure that was Emma Finylason, Heath Barwick and Shannon Bree – friends of my little brothers}, but who knows? And I remember when I used to drive down in Sydney, all around infact, and on a regular basis, there was a network of car people who know exactly what the police were doing, and where the police were at all times. They would do signs. (That explains why I had a cop; plain clothes block the speed trap at Mackay 2026; they were talking about it in the Mackay police watch Facebook group – those police are thieves plain and simple. This is maybe why there are car hoons who do signs about the police. Stupid police. Maybe it is the police stealing from me all these years too? Opportunists plain clothes retarded 3rd born police? Tyrannical overcontrolling behaviour equals rebellion plain and simple. STUPID POLICE. Being unable to walk, and having back contortions, not being able to do much of anything, I find myself watching many autobiographies and movies about people in their lives, and I noted that all the really good movies that I enjoy - there’s NO CAR HOONS in them. None. So, I'm wondering if those people do not have car hoons in their life? Are they not familiar with what I'm talking about here, or are they just ignoring all the car hoons? Omitting the ugliness of society from the story of their life? Pretending they don't exist? As car hoons are such a blight and a big part of my life - I really want to know? Maybe ridiculous car hoons are just an Australian thing, I mean I'm certainly sure you wouldn't catch the Norwegian young adults (female just as bad as male) acting in such a manner. Australians are primitive, unsophisticated and uncivilized. {I had a bit here about traditional games Norwegian young country men do, I saw this documentary, it all looked very healthy. Although I can’t remember what it was they actually did, river jumping or something… I wrote about it, but, gone, so I googled it, and nothing – so that documentary may have been total BS , and they got some hacker to steal the writing? Weird. Not so wholesome. I discovered that Norway is one of the most affluent countries in the world. I decided to find out why from the outset it just looks like a whole bunch of green fields! I discovered Norway struck gold with a discovery of oil in their ocean, and instead of spending it all, madly like by cutting taxes, they didn’t, but decided to invest the money, particularly in projects outside Norway, in case the oil runs dry they can draw on their investments. This was the 70s. They are now pretty much set for life and will not need to worry about money, and are doing all sorts of wonderful things. They invest in education and dealing with social problems; with a big chunk being given to welfare which I found very interesting because I bet Norway doesn’t have a whole bunch of bogans hooning around. Car hoons been total nuisance buggers. Or perhaps they had an immigration tactic like the UK; sending all the bogan Norwegians elsewhere back in the 70’s and 80’s! lol} Car hoons: Constant incessant problem for me, for years and years. Still, as I update this at 2am May 2026 - car hoons driving back and forth outside..... Do they have something preventing them of thinking of something to do with their lives instead of driving around town aimlessly? Perhaps no one has told them it’s up to them to think of something to do, to occupy their time, something to entertain themselves with, or to amuse themselves….. so, they don’t drive around, aimlessly, annoying people and being a total nuisance, {plus polluting the air}. No one is going to stop you and put you ‘on track’ – it’s up to you bimbo car hoons to do it. Stop expecting someone to SAVE you. Same with dirt bikers. I recall Radio National talking one day, - oh no, actually, it was an ad I saw on telly; and 2 girls were making fun of a car hoon as it revved by, - they were using their little pinkie finger to do so (!) well I’m sure I don’t have to spell it out, but they were implying ‘no virility’. This was the first time I have ever seen anyone say anything derogatory about the wretched nuisance car hoons. At least someone was trying to combat the nuisance and absurd polluting mongrels. All other Australians seem to ignore them! (Oh, except for someone who called the police when the nuisance motorbikers were tearing around near the beach, and on the beach. Hooray). Today, nearing age 50, I think I need to do a special blurb about car hoons and how awful they are. How much of a blight they are on society, how much pollution they expel from their cars, how much noise pollution they create, how annoying that car hoon sound is, and what pesty behaviour they are. Car revving, OMG, rack off. Car beeping, rack off. Car stalking, RACK OFF. They are a real problem. It is them who destroys the atmosphere, not just the air, but the vibes of the whole community. They add dirty, loud, obnoxious, juvenile rebellious, and create boisterous vibes. THE OPPOSITE OF CIVILISED LIVING. They are total villains, I am amazed nobody does anything about them, nobody meaning, mainly the police, but also there must be people in Council’s for instance, who know who the hoons are, and can do something about it on a community level. But they do NOTHING. Just because they are not yelling, swearing or urinating in public, does not mean that they are not a public nuisance. This applies to motor bikers too. Especially kids on dirt tracks near national parks, or bush of any sort. If I had it my way, I would be lining up an assassinator on their arses. This is not the 80s and 90s any more. There’s no excuse for car hoons, so bugger off and grow up. Yes it’s true, you really are little boys. I believe a psychiatrist have a syndrome to describe them: “the Peter Pan complex” that is just people who refuse to grow up and be responsible, they still want to be like they were as a child, (this is due to their mother of course, the mother has mucked them up so badly that they are traumatised into having this mental health problem). I do believe the ‘Peter Pan’s could address the issue if they wanted: they don't have to be stuck as ‘Peter Pan’, they could honour their family, by self-help and becoming aware of who you really are, and who you're meant to be. But since they don't like their mother, they refuse to do it. A never-ending cycle of motoring mental illness. Plus, I have seen old men encouraging this Peter Pan complex in young men. Like, trying to justify their own dysfunction. “Keep riding go on” – they give them dirtbikes to ride. Also, I do believe this is kind of issue is related to back in the 80s when men didn’t want women working alongside them in factories, because they were so scared, that they would have to act ‘proper’, if there were women around. It’s exactly the same thing. Although I believe there are female car hoons, who suffer from the same issue. I guess that those ones must be extra stupid, as they haven’t worked out the root of their motives. Female Car Hoons more stupid than male car hoons. Herd the expression "Hootin' Nanny" – old ladies do it too. Oh, also I think this issue is related to female school teachers. I know back in my day a lot of the female teachers have issues with loud boisterous behaviour, and want everyone to be quiet and conservative, so I think these car hoons are rebelling against that, because after all, it is not normal to be quiet and conservative all the time, especially for certain personality types. So yet, another issue that can be blamed on hopeless school teachers. So many issues go back to hopeless school teachers, it is strange how so many people send their kids to schools that have hopeless school teachers. If I had kids, there's not a chance in hell, I would be sending them off to school. BTW, my next-door neighbour on Range rd has started copying the car hoons beeping - she has worked out that if she scrapes her wooden chair on the floor just so, it sounds like a car horn; so, she has started beeping at pertinent moments. Stupidity. Rack off. And btw, the first 3mnths of living at the new location, nothing was stolen, but after my neighbors left, and she moved in (Danielle Wilson), that’s when the thieving started. Females thieves are the worst. She also pushed my tile collage that was in between our units over, broke it, plus stole a mango from the plant table right next to it, pretty sure it was her, but did not see it happen, although the old man from further down pushed the ladder onto my car – same manner – whoever was responsible (or in a manner, not responsible) is going to burn in hell. They need a baseball bat to their head - be prepared for the judgement day. THINK YOU STUPID BITCHES. Life can be hell at any given moment. {2026, they still hooning outside my new address, I am fairly certain today, at any rate there was someone sitting on the roadside about 200m from my house, just revving their car, waiting for me to go outside, and as soon as I did, they took off. Idiot. And hey stupid police – no speeding. (The police steal via fake speeding tickets, they steal from me, I am not sure if they steal from other people in this manner - I certainly have not heard anybody complaining about it – like they should if it happens to them. All the time I lived at Rangari, no speeding tickets, suddenly in QLD, 3}. Not only do I have criminals who target me, I have stupid police who target me – this proves how corrupt the QLD police are. Oh, and this is also related to all the dead animals that I see on the side of the road; it's not that there are huge amounts of wildlife here, but those car hoons (possibly the wannabe police) collect dead wildlife, then place them on my road infront of me, SO I SEE THEM. This has been going on for quite some time, years. I have written about it before but nothing was done so I guess I should've just mention it again. These revolting people literally are killing wildlife and then placing them on my road for me to see the dead wildlife. Aside from them being totally sick in the head, it is possibly along the same lines as some stupid bitch went and got smashed up cars from car accidents, and started putting them on my road, in my path, SO I WOULD SEE THEM. - Like using me to try and control the whole of the community who speed. Fuck off you stupid try hard brain washed 1994 wanna-be good civilians - you are fucking evil and you deserve a bullet to the ear. If you want to use me in this manner then YOU HAVE TO PAY ME – instead of steal from me. STUPIDS. I saw a wombat in captivity on fb, the other day, and felt that it was bored out of its brains, behaving quite strangely, and made the comment so, including ‘I've never seen a wombat in the wild, I've only seen dead wombats on the side of the road, due to the idiots that follow me around and speed ahead of me trying to be in control of the situation’. I should add here – those wombats were “posed” along the side of the road. POSED in upright positions. And as I write this, another placed dead kangaroo at the Campwin Beach turn off. (Later in 2026: Last 2 trips down to the mail box – no dead kangaroo on the side of the road, first time ever in years. Not sure what’s going on there, as there still most definatly is SAME nasty dog bitch trying to sabotage me when I drive into Sarina. WILL NOT BE RETURNING as much as I can help it, they literally are trying to kill me (with bad food, meat), then come out to my house and beep. See what happens when you try to do something about the nuisance people, the criminals, the hopeless. They try to kill you. Well, not going to stop writing my BLOG you little criminals. And it’s not like Sarina actually has anything good to offer, so no love lost there. Your loss (you probably are not even aware about why it is your loss, idiots.) But I’m sure the dead kangaroos will be back next trip anyway. PREDICTABLE evil. Butcher PREDICTABLE evil. Oh, that reminds me, if you read my blog you will know I have had a lot of kangaroo meat stolen out of my freezer, but since all my cats have died now, I no longer purchase it – and I am fairly certain I saw an add on FB with some woman winging about cat food – HA she can’t steal mine anymore HA HA HA. {Another 2 trips down to the mail box and still no dead animals by the side of the road!!} also, there is someone in a white single cab Toyota Hilux who follows me around- they hoon, all the time. Pretty sure it is female, and could be a cop, they are really arrogant. Possibly she is same person who is putting on cat videos on YouTube atm, and showing people being cruel to animals. Pure evil. Not entirely sure why following me – it is like they are a stray dog following a stranger home. Maybe the cunt using me with dead animals, smashed up cars, and now animal cruelty. I sometimes catch their car in my car cam or body cam. Have not got a number plate – that girl is pure evil, trying to be a hero – major mental health problem. Infact I think this was the girl at Mitre 10 Sarina harassing me on the radio when I was in store; she was trying to be tyrannical bitch – targeting me. Pure obsession!! I’ll get her then, those ones that are obsessed are stupid – they fuck up. Sooo obsessed they can’t apply common sense. Maybe it was her who stole my Pension at Gin Gin – stole my back xray??? Last night I could not sleep, (no, you don’t need any money…..) 2am in the morning, I knew there was mail down my drive way in the letterbox, so I thought good a time as any to get it, nice and cool at least – oh guess what suddenly down there – a car hoons. All the time I am harassed by car hoons. How exactly am I meant to get rid off them - set up my own personal spike strips? I don’t see why I have to “get rid of them” I did not invite them” I did not invite them. Stop using me. As yet, the police still haven’t done anything about the multiple cars that harass me. There are certain cars and people that drive up and down outside my house and have been doing it for at least 20 years. I have noticed this year, they seem to coincide with when a movie has ended; suddenly a mad rush of cars drive past my house. And do not ask me why they demonstrate these insane crazy actions, I have no idea. But those people are the ones who also steal from me; any opportunity they can see, they will take it, they are scum not to mention they disturb the peace and pollute the air. I also know there are other people who are aware of the scum, (they work in the entertainment industry), and they too try to get rid of them by, enticing them with Kylie Minogue antics. Until the police do something about those car scum people, that harass me in this constant vile manner, I am always going to assume they are fully incompetent. They are fully incompetent. Clueless too, I bet they don’t even know about the scum who drive up and down and past me in this manner - completely clueless. 4. Brampton Island This is a Google screenshot of what it said when I looked up Brampton Island, just off the coast of Queensland, near Mackay. First, I thought, “purchased by United petroleum”, that can’t be good, thinking they probably just wanted to mine it or something, but after thinking about it, I figure they’re just a rich company that wanted to buy an island; who doesn’t want to own an island for holidays? Plus, if you venture out there, there is nothing stopping anyone from hopping ashore and wandering around. It is beautiful, stunning, magnificent….(summertime swimming only with stinger suits). And, worth way more than $5.9milllion I thought at first, – but I guess there is no power or water on these islands, not to mention, and you know, there are going to be a whole heap of problems if you want to build out there, in obtaining materials (read my automated blind story in “Car Jack stolen out of my car whilst it was parked at the mechanics” – an Australian bogan thing? Plus, every now and then, there are cyclones that wipe anything out that is not “cyclone proof” which means one has to spend money on proper construction, something QLD, is not famous for. So, then I was thinking, I noticed around about 2000 – 2010, there was quite a lot of closures of holiday resorts in QLD. Aside from cyclones, I personally believe this is due to the Internet, because now we can see where we want to go, we can find images of places we want to see, we can totally investigate what we want out of our holidays. Whereas before, we didn’t have any, or limited information, we could only take the word of the travel agency, and the travel agency, together with the hotels, were in the business of making money, so in my inkling feeling, there is a difference in reality, and of what you previously saw in the shiny brochure that tempted you in the first place. Well, as I don’t know, I can only guess! So, another excellent thing coming about, due to the internet and social interaction online - travel shonks are exposed. And while I’m at it, I add, there are quite a few (heaps) of islands off the coast of Queensland, and they are all stunning and highly desirable places, and mostly so far uninhabited. (I do find it a little strange, that the most desirable places are uninhabited – what? are you all opposed to living in desirable locations? preferring the overcrowded suburbia?). There are a few resorts on some of them, but there seems to be in an area of adequacy, and that is transport to the islands, it’s like some of the owners thought, “oh wow what a beautiful spot we could easily open up at little hotel here, many people would come, it’s so gorgeous”, but they hadn’t given any thought to how people are actually going to get there, a lot of them have outsourced the transport, and those companies don’t have any incentives to get a lot of tourists staying at the resort, and are unreliable, so they charge an arm and a leg. Like if you book a week’s stay at an island resort, then you have also then had to look for transport out there. It seems to me, that the resort ought to be arranging transport from the nearest centre, not the tourists! And, factor in seasick people. Anyway, I would love to live on a secluded island, if anyone needs a caretaker, please let me know, there does not seem to be any adds for one, anywhere! 5. Gardeners have been Dazzling me for Years I am not a keen traveller, I haven’t really ventured anywhere too scenic, (read my “Travelled Twice in 30 years” photo story on page A.) I did however use to catch the train to and from Sydney for holidays whilst I was studying in Hornsby. And what reminded me of this 1 trip, was, that now I spend a bit of time on Pinterest, and see all these amazing places, “spots”, and also people‘s wonderful ideas they have for their backyards / street fronts, - just a vast array of really wonderful interesting things /ideas that people have come up with, to decorate their lives. I think back to those times when I caught the 5hr train trip to Sydney, starring out the window into people’s back yards, and I don’t recall seeing really anything of great interest! It seems Australians have sidestepped the whole ‘creating an interesting space’ for themselves, when it comes to gardens and backyards – well the ones that live along the train lines at any rate. However, I do recall a flash of colour once; I was “squared” into my chair after 4hrs, or so, head slumped on my hand, staring out the window, staring at all the sparsely spaced gums go by, with their dull hue, seemingly every roadside verge and new paddock looking the same as the last, and all whizzing past. Then, and I literally only had 2 seconds to take it all in, but in the mist of all of the sparsely spaced dry gums with their ashen mood, suddenly a large luminously red object dazzled by; it was a clearing in the gums, with a house , and the whole thing was covered in that wonderful exotic Parthenocissus - ‘Boston Ivy’! It was an autumnal flash moment, of red brilliance! Quite memorable. 6. The Professional Bikie -Harley Davidson One time I was driving down to Sydney from Gunnedah, via the back old scenic highway. I was probably about four hours into my trip and thought I should probably do a bathroom stop should I come upon such a place. Then I came up to what looked like a big restaurant, and there’s a whole heap of bikes, about 50 Harley Davidsons parked outside. So, I thought, well, I’m not busting, so I’ll just pass that one, hold it until the next opportunity. An hour later another rest stop came up, there weren’t many cars parked there, and by then I was kind of busting. So, I stopped, but as I started walking to the rest rooms, I was suddenly inundated by Bikie‘s, they were suddenly everywhere, I am not entirely sure where they came from either! So, to get to the bathroom, I had to kind of weave in and out all these really tall ’geared up’ bikie people! There were dozens of them, and all very tall. I got a close-up look at all of them actually, and they were all basically well-dressed men, middle-aged, it was obvious that they were ‘professionals’ who were out enjoying the weekend, going for a ride. So, I kind of cringe now whenever I hear stories on the news about the ‘bad bikie gangs’. When really, they are good citizens just out to enjoy their weekends on a good bike, in the bright sunshine. Those news people just want to make everyone afraid of Bikies! And, it works; Bikie below is my neighbour (72-year-old man – retired rodeo horse man, and SS driver). He tells me, if he stops, he sometimes gets verbally attacked by other men; the police told him, it’s because of the bike, people assume he is a BADIE. So silly, news people ought to be ashamed of themselves. And it reminds me of my persecutors “banning me” from all social media’s, because they are trying to make me the bad guy – it’s the same thing. There is a real social problem in regards to this world wide – and it is definatly television story related, with heroes and villains. Superman related. I should add, that bike does smell when running, it burns up a lot of fuel, and Bikie types may not notice it. Also, my neighbour is still living there after he told me he was moving, so he is a liar. Bad. There is no point in talking to a liar now is there. I bet bloody obsessed stalker psycho Miss Goldman (house mistress from school), had something to do with going and getting all of those Bikie‘s, to get in my way - what a little bitch. 7. Zam Car Harrassing Me There’s something deeply disturbing about ordering online from Kmart. I believe they have dogs online there that sabotage my order. They make things unavailable at checkout, but they also seem to not stock online, the same products that they have in store, and or they vary in quality. The dogs are at online Kmart. So, anyway, I believe this person above, that car owner , as the bimbo dog who was standing by the car, skedaddled as soon as I took my camera out, has something to do with it. I’ve had this kind of problem with this numberplate before over many years, unfortunately this is only the first time I’ve got a photo of the numberplate. ZAM – easy to remember. So, I have no idea why I have dogs harassing me, sabotaging me and following me when I go shopping (for years and years), but they do, and this is one of them, the girl standing there was short and skinny. She was standing there staring at me, so to any onlookers, it appeared nothing was happening, and they weren’t actually doing anything; THIS IS EXTREME HARRASMENT going on here. Oblivious police. Certainly, I could not complain to police “oh there is some girl staring at me with the same number plate” – they would not consider this harassment, they would not be able to see it, over all the years, in different locations. BUT I know that is not the truth of what was going on in this situation. This person is guilty as hell OF HARRASMENT, possibly theft, and should be in jail. So I know now it is ‘shopping related’, possibly some chain store owner owns a chain of cars with the zam number plates, and is trying to steal from me by overcharging?? 8. Thefts to state “I’m watching you” – a predator DOG statement For some reason, there seems to be an element of people, like a network of people. Maybe a gang or cult of people, {at first, it was only a select group of people in the television world, but now I have my neighbours who copy them, and all the other stupid little dogs in the television world who copy them}. They try to make me feel like I’m being watched all the time, like constantly for every second. Or to try to make me sound paranoid. I strongly suspect, NEGS old girls are responsible for this misconduct. For instance, if I’m in in the middle of doing something creative, creative especially, and not thinking about anybody or anything else, I’m just in my own element, ‘in the zone’, then they like to interject usually verbally, at those times, especially, to tell me that they’re still watching. This has been something that has been going on for at least 20 years in my life. I am not paranoid. Actually, quite the opposite, considering. But having to describe what happens in my life, the very act of describing what they do; makes me sound paranoid. 100% passive aggressive bitches. I have mentioned people constantly follow me too, even though I have talked about this on my blog, they still persist. Like last month I treated myself to a day trip, snorkelling, and guess who was on the boat watching me, the dogs, there was this one girl, she looked like an old NEGS girl, who specifically, at one point was standing in front of me, doing signs. I’m not going to get into what she was saying?- something about her stealing all the seasick tablets? Also, I don’t know if it was her, or the hosts on the boat, but I brought a tab of ibuprofen just in case, and it happened to be a brand-new tab, but when I got home and unpacked my BIG bag, there were 3 tablets missing from that brand-new tab. Now this is really typical of dogs, it is a part of still saying “I am still perving on you”. There was certainly no one on that boat that I knew. I have found whenever there are dogs around, something of mine is stolen - it doesn’t matter what it is, valuable or not, just as long as they can tell me that they’re watching me, and they’re stealing from me – and trying to powertrip over me. It sounds like older school-girl bullies doesn’t it? The thing is, when I was at school I don’t recall any older bullies, maybe 1 or 2, but nothing along the lines of what I now experience – nearing 50 years old. Plus at the end of the trip, that girl and her man were suddenly standing behind me, so there was some weird thing about taking the skinsuits back to the shop – they did not. They wanted me to see them, in their old Mackay Air Con van. FUCK OFF. Also, I noticed after such occurances, there seem to be others or the same (?) who want me to “smile”, as in “forget” about the great injustice that has just happened, and be “positive” - OMG opression101. I would like to know why these women have nothing else better to do than obsess with what I’m doing? How could someone be so empty inside, that all they can do is obsess about a complete stranger? -or at any rate, possible someone that they went to school with, someone younger?? Why would they think I cared what they were doing? Guess what you big ego heads I DON’T, but bugger off out of my life – stop harassing me you utter COWARDS, (WHO KEEP YOURSELVES UNKNOWN). I would like to tell you BIMBOS, from now on, for every second of every minute of every hour of every day, I’ll be telling you to fuck off. You know, I think this goes back to school days when the school teacher is telling them to pay attention, so for a certain personality type, it gets jammed into their head, and now these people want to prove to the world, about how much they pay attention - sickos, raising sickos. 9. A Sydney Street taking ‘Public Gardening’ On - Well Done to Them I couldn’t believe this street when I turned into it on google maps. A whole huge section of this long Street has been planted with these very well manicured trees, that have been clipped and pruned into tight rather largeish cone shapes! Extraordinary, and I do wonder who planted them and who maintains them? This street has got to get the monthly $50 award for one of the best streets in Sydney. J Btw, I came across a garden on Google Maps, that I classified as the worst garden in Australia! I took a screenshot and uploaded it to my “Street Stuff” Pins on Pinterest, but somebody deleted it! I will not bother finding it again to reupload, as all it showed, was a front yard full of white pebbles, and that was it – not a blade of plant of any kind! But I want to say, my personal theory as to why some people do not garden, is because they don’t receive credit for it. I mean sometimes it takes 50 years before a garden reaches maturity. So, it’s not because they don’t have enough money or ambition in life - it’s because they have big vain egos and want to be ‘pat’ on the head like a 3rd grader!! J - which ofcourse no one is going to do unless your garden is somehow extra spectacular, but even then, probably not. Lol Researching plants; So, it’s Temperate, Tropical, Subtropical, Cool climate and Cold climate. Don’t know why those Americans make it so complicated with all their zones and numbers! Got to apply the KISS Principal whenever you can! 10. ‘Skipping Along’ Car Some people just know how to live! Pink Porsche! what a dream car...however, but, alas, I could not own or drive one of these cars, as this situation, is what I would term as a 'skipping along' car. By 'skipping along' car, I mean, there is a phenomena, that if a certain type of person sees someone who is happily and merrily skipping along, (particularly a woman on her own), then they automatically go out of their way, to put something on their path, to trip the happy person up. And this car, exactly falls into the category of skipping along. So, if I were to own such a car, something bad would no doubt ensue. And shame on those tall poppy killers, for this reason, I don’t think anyone (not just me) could own one of these cars in Australia – Australians are just to dysfunctional, too bogany, too JEALOUS due to bimbo mothers breeding multiple kids – so stupid, wakey wakey. I am going to add a little bit: to be jealous of someone is like wanting to “walk in their shoes”, and really, this is in absurd concept. I imagine you would feel so uncomfortable living somebody else’s life, even if it was somebody you deemed had a good life, you would still feel uncomfortable. I suspect it would be uncomfortable x 50,000. You know our bodies are shaped by years and years of how we live our life, so nothing would feel right, your body would be all wonky. You won’t know what to do with yourself….. jealousy is not a real – yet they give in to imaginary feelings!! Jealousy is a sin in the Christian religion. {Is this why some idiot puts dead kangaroos on the rd that I take? (I had here worded ‘skippy killers’ before) Jealous of my triton? And so then steals something of mine?? Geeze, gets a real jealous issue! Photo from daikiridelimon. Tumblr Btw, I do say Australia is too bogan for a car like that, but I believe in South America, or should I say, countries south of America, well, if you had this car there, it would probably just be stolen! They have a reputation of being huge criminal countries who have a high crime rate, and notorious drug problems. Bad luck. 11. Nuisance Dysfunctional People Who Hang Around Me, Beep At Me, And Follow Me I put a video on YouTube of how to do a bias binding, as I was writing the description, I realized there was an issue I have not yet written about on my blog, and that is the issue of fucking arseholes or stupid bitches (I’m not entirely sure who – cowards at any rate) who seem to want to judge everything I do, especially sewing and any sewing related things I do, like patternmaking. And if my technique is not perfect, then those cowards, outside my home, spend a lot of energy telling me what a loser I am. This phenomenon sounds very strange, and a lot of you won’t know what I’m talking about, but I know a lot of you will. They do it, you can hear them easily. I can assure you that this ugly phenomena are true, and I am not suffering from any mental illness. It has been going on for many, many, many, years. And I suspect old NEGS girls has something to do with it, little people, little women. At first this was the case, now every stupid dog wants to copy them. So, I made it clear in my video, that this sewing project is just for me, and my personal use, it is not to be sold in an haute couture boutique, in fact, it’s not to be sold at all, since I pretty much have been banned from any social media outlet. Sabotage. It is unclear why I have these stupid human beings, on my back about these little details. Who do they think they are? I can tell you what they have, and that is a major mental health dysfunction themselves; “Mind your own goddamn business.” I suspect jealousy is the ultimate motivation, the jealousy dysfunction is so big in Australia, they are embarrassing. And if I do my project better than whoever, possibly my neighbour, she feels she loses. So, she throws a tantrum, and gets all the cars in the neighbourhood to beep, and therefore be a nuisance for me - a sore loser is the epitome of someone who is stupid, of low character, bad breeding and morally inept. Oh, and before I think one of my neighbours, was going around to my other neighbours (what looks like a shed of some sort, out of sight from my unit, up the hill a bit) and just sit there, for hours, and does this exact thing I am talking about, by beeping her car horn. Fucking nuts, but mainly she is a nuisance, and this falls under the police’s “harassment” law (I bet she’s a 3rd born, or 4th). – Why don’t you lock her up in a mental health unit? That stopped after I posted this, the other things have not. I mentioned this has happened a lot, over many years, not only in my home, but it happened when I was in the work place too, they have obsessive means and ways. This story also reminds me about; these stupid women I have who follow me around and want to ‘beat me’ at whatever I’m doing, so if I’m taking photos, they want to take better photos with a bigger and better camera. Or obviously any sewing projects, or cooking, or cleaning or gardening (lately I’m pretty sure it’s making YouTube videos), just whatever I am doing, they, want to do, whatever I’m doing too, but they try to ‘beat me’ by doing it better, they like to turn every situation into a win or lose situation, even over trivial things that aren’t traditionally, competitive. It’s a bit hard to explain what they do, but they do it, and they’re stupid, this is their stupid game that they play to amuse themselves. I don’t know how else I could possibly combat such stupid women, other than writing about it, as again, they are cowards, and like to remain anonymous. Then on top of that, there are other women out there who see what’s going on, and see some dog do something better (occasionally it happens!), then they think, “oh poor Emily, she must’ve lost, and therefore I will need to send help in the future for her”, and so do send in women to help. It’s just this incredible stupid cycle that goes around and around in circles! Dogs. Extreme harassment. Add to following a woman is a dysfunction, beeping incessantly is a dysfunction. And, a little tip for you, healthy women aren’t into dysfunction. Fuck off all Bimbo women; you know the day to day, things that I do, is not a competition. Unless there’s a start gun at the beginning, and a finish line at the end, it’s not a competition. And I certainly, do not need your help, if I missed a spot, I don’t give a flying fuck, comprehend. (Note, of all the hordes of dogs that they send to so call ‘help me, NONE of them have ever helped where it counts, like cleaning the house or putting cash into my account. Plus, a lot of those so called ‘helpers’ are the ones who steal from me, not only my things, but my ideas, skills and techniques.) Oh, and also, I heard they do this to other people, other artists who have talent, they think they are helping them, by pushing them with critique to be better, it is a known ’thing’ that dogs do. It is a power trip cat and mouse thing, NOT a helpful thing. 1 2 . This is What your Teenage Son Does – wake up BIMBO MOTHERS This bloody little shit next door neighbour teenager, used to get into my house at night when I slept, he would take things, upset my cat, and God know what else. This is how he did it; They use a knife to make a small inconspicuous slit in the flyscreen door just above the inside bolt. (Most homes have a flyscreen door in summer, as Australia is too hot to keep the main door shut.) Then they use the knife to insert through the slit, and pull the bolt across, so it becomes unlocked, then can be opened. So, but if a padlock is on the inside bolt (not even locked) then they can’t do it, as the top of the padlock stops the knife from flicking the bolt across. It is a monumental nuisance to make sure there is a padlock on the door all the time. And if you are not aware that this is what they do, then chances are you will not even have a padlock on the inside. Rental houses have NO security, not one I have lived in, has been properly secure. Its like they pretend this type of thing just doesn’t happen. All teenage sons are sneaky. This kid also followed me to 2 new address’s after I moved (some 100km away), and did the same thing. Like I said, it is a monumental nuisance to make sure there is a padlock on the door all the time. Especially when they steal the padlocks too. Also, what they do, they sometimes sneak in when I check mail or do something outside, so I am only out of the house for a minute, they sneak in, quick as flash, and take the padlock off or take the rod out of a window, they do it quick, in 23seconds or so, while I am not looking; so, they can later return while I sleep, as I don’t notice the missing rod or lock). Monumental nuisance. So, they still get in and steal, since I put the padlocks on the inside, items have still been stolen, I suspect some thieves have the key, and help themselves when I am out too. Where there’s a will…... Does anyone have any idea about how revolting these little shithead teenagers are? Most people are bloody clueless, I seem to be the only one who knows about these stupid thieving dogs. The local police did nothing, but later made sure I paid a $600 fine for car related ‘police set up’ situation – they are corrupt and have a soft spot for teenage sons. You know, I hope one day I see a bank robbery or something, see the person who did it, by chance know their name and address, then when the police ask me, who did it? I am going to say “well well well! I am not going to tell you, unless you pay me for damages caused to me by the police, in the past” - It would be sooo satisfying!! J 13. No COOL CAR ORNAMENTS due to Single Mothers When I was a fashion student at TAFE, I met another student who was this older woman, with a teenage son. Her son was bad. She lived nearby me at Chatswood. She confessed to me one day, that he used to steal those car logo ornaments from front bonnets, around the Chatswood area in Sydney. She was a single mother. She was an immigrant. Croatian or Romanian, somewhere round there. Different values. But I guess not any more. All the baddies are here now thanks to greed. Greed of politicians and councils who get more money with more people – they short sighted. (They no longer make those cool ornaments, due to this very fact.) Did you hear that - no more car logo ornaments, due to single mothers, raising disrespectful, sons. Could it be any more obvious? or hasn’t anybody made any correlations between single mother sons, and criminal behaviour? I’m sorry to tell you, but single mothers just can’t hack it, when it comes to looking after teenage boys. Clueless. Bimble bimble mothers, just want a ‘baebee’ - they don’t think about the fact that they will grow into individual other people, separate from them, and perhaps most of them don’t really know what men are really like before they get knocked up. They must have this fairytale idea about what men are like. Maybe they think their son will be the exception, because “I shall raise him the way I want, the good way”. Stupid women. (I was going to say Naive women just there, but you know it’s more than naivete, it’s like, not wanting to understand reality. I would go so far as to say a mental illness issue even, mentally stupid.) The above car ornament is a photograph of a scene from a movie “The Highwayman” and this movie has dogs in it. DOGS. In fact, I want to talk about this more, because I’ve noticed a recurring theme whenever there’s dogs in movies; there’s often car associations. Dogs in cars, dogs in brand-new cars, cars with fancy features. (I’ve talked about that before the people who show off new car details to me.) Always accompanied by multiple car beeping. You know, I don’t actually know anybody that works in the car industry. I’m not sure whether the whole industry is comprised of dogs who have socially retarded behaviours, or if it’s just the pushy rude car sales people who have infiltrated the television and movie world TO BRAINWASH CONSUMERS into thinking they need fancy expensive cars, so they think this kind of behaviour is acceptable – I think, they think, they are product placing via creating ‘jealousy competition’. Quite frankly, I don’t know who’s worse; single bimbo mothers, or pushy car sales people, I’m thinking possibility the 2 have combined, to create this revolting 21st-century monster. So, I just want to mention, that up to this point still, I hadn't had anything stolen from me in Sydney. Not that I had much when I was 18, but the people who steal from me, well, it doesn't really matter that I don't have anything much, they steal whatever they can see. If I only have the clothes on my back, then I take my jumper off as I’m hot – they would take it. SCUM. But when I was living at Chatswood, I had moved in as a flatmate to this couple, who had been living there for some years, they were a little older than me, and they had killer dogs in their backyard, literally dogs who were trained to kill intruders. So that could explain why I didn't have anything taken while I lived there! 😁 I recall the first item stolen from me in Sydney happened when I went to Parramatta Centrelink, and it's just kind of progressed from there, getting heaps worse after I moved to Melbourne and encountered all those students at RMIT. But if I recall, when I was friends with this Croatian woman, she sold me a sewing machine that was faulty, an overlocker that did not work at all. she knew it was not working, but said it was her sister who sold it to me - in retrospect I am thinking it was her. Stupidly dishonest. Btw, one time at Chatswood, I forgot my keys, and I tried to venture around the back, as I knew the back door was unlocked; I tried. I got as far as the wire gate on the side, but was met by the killer dogs, who even though they know me, know that I live there, as soon as I put my hand to the gate – such reaction, those dogs would’ve ripped me to shreds, they were so vicious. As I was standing there, staring at them, trying to calm and relax them, I could see they had so much hatred in their eyes, you couldn’t imagine it – no one would have been able to get through to that back yard. Dogs trained by dogs. Oh, and I absolutely have no doubt that whoever made that movie, the car people involved, have stolen from me, because I have used that image above: one thing I've noticed about movie people, they are completely anal about their pictures, and that they are not to be shown anywhere unless they say so. Simon Says. So, a screenshot – the dogs will think that is not ok. When in fact, it is ok to use a screenshot, it is the same law about filming whatever you see in the course of your day, and uploading it to social media. (I have checked with lawyers about this). If they want to make up Rafferty’s rules and steal from people as payment, then that’s their bad karma, they will be going to hell. I'm not stealing anything, I'm not claiming that this movie was my movie, that I took this shot, or I am making any money from it. It's just those people in the industry are completely stupid about this particular issue, it's along the lines of the people who steal from me, they are stupid because they can't figure out how to obtain what they want. Some call them zombies. At one point I heard female computer nerd perverts, were hacking people's computers, in antagonistic retarded manner to “see” what other images were on their computers, what other screenshots, and then stealing from anyone who had a screenshot of anything!! Stupid girls, coming up with excuses to steal, to justify their hacking pervert behaviour. Unlawful. (Btw, I believe there are “bootleggers” so to speak, and HA, you can’t perv on them, as they don’t live in glass house – so HA HA HA TO those stupid hackers, - go the bootleggers – and way to get people to choose a side that encourages movie theft – stop using me you stupid narcassitic dogs. So, while there are many smart people in the movie industry, there are a lot of REALLY STUPID ones. I don't think I've actually mentioned this before, but considering how much theft I have had from stupid actors (I even really don’t want to call them actors, it’s like they are street people: they got just any unemployed person off the street, to read some lines infront of a camera – same as what the Dr’s receptionists did at Gin Gin to make me wait. Bimbo stuff), I think it's worth mentioning right here right now. An industry of stupidity; stop talking to me stop stealing from me you stupid little bored desperado dog leeches. As someone advised me; you don’t need an “education” to work in the television and movie industry. It attracts non thinkers and love-starved attention seekers. And no, I will not be replacing that car ornament screenshot with an image from a “royalty free website”, because this issue needs to be exposed, I'm exposing you too, you little pathetic petty thieving bimbo computer hackers. I have been advised by the “television industry”, that they are have stopped doing single mother placement. Yes, this is actually a thing, the television industry yield a lot of power in society, and they have been encouraging single mothers, all these years. They have also been encouraging adoption of overseas kids, because overseas there is less “care” than there is in Australia, and so there are way more problems overseas. So the wannabee “I’ll save you” people, were trying to get Australian single women to adopt those poverty kids. I'm not sure if they've stopped doing the overseas adoption, but they've definitely stopped product placing single mothers in popular TV shows - so thank goodness for that. Because single mothers cannot do the job properly, it takes ying and yang, not just ying. Most women can't even look after themselves properly let alone a child; without love, without attention, without a discipline: you get a criminal. Mothers: the root of all problems. 14. My Good Flyscreen Door. This fly screen door, I couldn’t resist putting a photo of it on my blog, because I absolutely loved it. I purchased it for $5 at the Gunnedah tip, then restored it, painted it and put some fancy prints on it, plus a catflap. I had it on the Rangari house for the whole 10 years that I lived there. I had it on the next 3 rentals after Rangari. At my last rental, it wouldn’t fit on the door, so it had to stay outside, and in the process got warped and mostly ruined in the Queensland humidity, plus by this stage, I’m getting a little bit too old to be carting things like doors around to every place I have to live, I already have enough little additions that most rentals don’t have, like my induction cooker, benchtop dishwasher, fridge, shade house, multiple storage units, wardrobes, spice rack, proper lights…. For every rental house that I live in, they all require certain additions to be functional; same with furniture. Some furniture pieces’ just don’t fit from one place to the next, and have to be thrown out or stored, plus replaced with one that does fit. It’s a monumental effort and COST to constantly keep having to relocate your home. So, I had to throw this door out and I’m annoyed about it. I need a door like this that has a catflap on it, no rentals have cat flaps, even if cats are allowed. And a lot of rentals don’t even have proper fly screen doors that can be locked. My latest place, there’s no catflap and it’s a nuisance to have to open the door for my cat every time he wants to come in and out. I tried to find a second-hand door that would fit, but of course up here near Mackay, there are no second-hand places to get anything like a second-hand door. This area is really lacking behind in this area. I don’t believe anyone recycles anything? Or maybe Queensland is just too young yet, and all the homes here are mostly new, and there’s been no renovations yet or changes made, inorder for people to discard old features. Because you just can’t get any products second-hand up here, aside from clothing. Also, when I found this photo, it reminded me that I had already talked about it, and used this very photo, but I could not find it, so it was either taken, or it was done for Facebook before I started my blog, and before I was ban, or microsoft PC search is misbehaving. Sidebar; my sewing machine is set up on my kitchen table, that does not fit in my kitchen, so it is in bedroom. It’s one of those wooden picnic tables that has a barrier or a foot rest below it. Therefore, my sewing machine foot doesn’t quite fit, and sewing is a little awkward. My original sewing table that I started off with when I was 20, (I think it was grandmas hand-me-down kitchen table), after the 5th relocation, it fell apart. Typical of a lot of furniture. So it is furniture, my cats, and myself that loath and cannot handle having to constantly relocate, yet that is what I am forced to do by DOGS. THIS IS OUT OF MY CONTROL. Curses 15. Things That Pricks Do: Throw objects on my roof at night to wake me up before I fall asleep. Fuck off you stupid dog. {Heath Barwick and friends, used to do that at Rangari, in the last 3 years there, too. Plus aswell as at Kookaburra Park, GinGin} Park outside, and sit outside your home, at night, and sometimes then steal something before leaving early in the morning. (what the?) Drive past and or park, then beep outside my home repeatedly, constantly, daily. Do signs. Including number plate signs (Melbourne sign dogs). Set up certain, multiple, people, to cross my path, and or just stare at me, repeatedly. Rev their car repeatedly. Drive up to you, then turn around and drive off, repeatedly. (and beep) Follow me into town and beep at me. Follow me to the post Office. Follow me wherever I go, and steal something. Follow me into shops to eaves-drop (or, used to be public transport). Overcharge me at the counter, - sales girls do this, repeatedly. Steal out of my locked car when I leave it to go into a shop. All towns. Tamper with my car in car park, so when I return, it does not start, (, btw, those nasty bitches refused to allow me to use their phone to call the mechanic. FUCK I HATE THEM; they seriously need to be shot). Key my car. Try to manipulate me via distractions (this is huge - plus they have done it for many years) Kill my plants. THERE ARE HEAPS MORE, I can’t think of them all this morning, but I will update this list as I remember them all; there are heaps more passive aggressive ones that COWARDS DO. Non confrontational cowards with “imagined” problems with me, instead of real ones – that’s why they are passive aggressive; non real issues, of mentally retarded delusional idiots. As you can see there is a lot of ‘car’ related prick activity. I suggest they do a whole special paragraph in the “learn to drive, L plate P plate, handbook”, about how to conduct oneself, it you are annoyed about having NO CONTROL. You have no control over me; we do not know each other, we are not friends, we are not married, we are not lovers. You have no influence whatsoever on me – (as you failed to do the ‘hard yards’); DEAL WITH IT. Deal with having no control, do not take your frustrations out on me, a single lady. 16. Ways to Get Rid of Pricks I write this, because, I have problems, not so much from men ‘hitting’ on a woman, but literally from people, (woman too, mostly woman actually) who just hang round outside my house, wanting something. Either close or outside in the street. (weird) • Read feminist books or Christian bible stories • Listen to classical music. • Do hose spraying; they perceive it as a sign. • Do housework, clean the toilet. • Stare at them, take their photo (if they are not so coward that they hide in their car or behind the bush, or outside….). • Talk about thieves who steal, and my security cameras, let them see themself on camera. • Talk about health problems – but not as effective as talking about thieves. • Laugh at them. (This works 100% of the time, something about remembering the playground in primary school). • Talk about your feelings. • Yawn when they talk. • Be the Cat, not the Mouse. This works 100% of the time. • Get over-weight. (I am thinking, chopping off all your hair would work too). • Call them at work. • Write about their bimbo mothers who created such an arsehole (although I literally have had men hang around and be a nuisance, for the sole point of wanting me to write about their horrible naive mothers.) It’s always the mothers fault. • Explain to them all about bimbo women, and they ought to find one of those types. • Make them understand that you are smarter than him -although in my experience, this only happens after A LOT of familiarity, and ideally, you want to get rid of them way before that point. 😁 This works with women too, ones who try to control you. Stupid ones. • Psychoanalyse them constantly. • Wear your all-white terry towelling outfit, or your ivory silk velvet tracksuit with ribbons!! • Surround yourself in strong floral scents, like, tip some in a wash load, burn essential oils. • Let them know what they really want, make it clear, it’s money, (they are stupid, they will believe you), and you don’t have any for them. Don’t give them anything. Don’t take any bait, don’t be sucked in. (It’s really control they want). • And ofcourse post photograph of them online, along with naming and shaming (also 100% affective, although this may drive them 100% nuts too!). Laugh at them again Originally, I had ABOVE a some clip art of a man cowering over a woman in the bathroom – clip art, free clip art, but as I update this, I am recalling all the problems I am currently having with stupid computer nerds accusing me of stealing images, (it’s a way they have devised to steal by stating free, but then stealing from me later as payment – scammers, dotcom scammers – but also there are a lot of really stupid “artists” - they have been showing me them on YouTube – unbelievable ‘beans for brains’ devising these thieving plots – possibly total narcs showing me these people; but they take things a step further and send me any artists whose work hangs my house, free or PURCHASED, and not in a good way, there’s like an underlying message of “be careful what you hang on your wall – you might ‘will’ it in to existence, or be stuck with an odd ball artists haunting you”). mmmm, so, I have replaced clipart with my fabric design “Leptospermum Flower 5f5dc”. This design is a matching co-ordinate with the design on my “Polite Ways To Turn A Man Down” story. It is currently not available anywhere, as I have been ban from selling, so this is the only place you will ever see it! Unless someone steals it – I am sure the QLD police will help you if you want to steal it. 17. Under the Carpet Stuff Under the Carpet Stuff Google search: “he was a seedy character” “If you describe a person or place as seedy, you disapprove of them, because they look dirty and untidy, or they have a bad reputation.” “seedy” definition and meaning; Collins English dictionary. The real meaning of the word ‘seedy’, is the word used to describe perverts who steal women seeds. So far from what I can gather only 1 person I have encounted, gets what I am talking about in the full extent. Little boy problems. One of my landlords, David Heywood, used to come round to smell me, yuck. I just looooove having landlords. You know some might say, the very worst things that happens to me in my life, hasn't even been written about here on my blog. But for me the very worst thing I have to deal with has been the stealing, and has been what prompted me to write about my life in the first place. Everything thing else I can handle. Stealing is a crime in Australia, against the law, there are people paid to do something about it. There are no laws about other seriously handicapping activity, like for instance stalking, harassment, verbal bullying and metaphysical stuff. I mean I have complained to the police about the thefts on numerous occasions, not that they have done anything about the thefts anyway, but I've never complained to the police about the harassment, even though the harassment would be by far a greater occurrence {and there have been a lot of thefts}. The only time I have seen it written as law is in a Tenancy agreement: “there has to be quite enjoyment of the premises” - so that would be free from harassment. But I've not lived anywhere where this has been followed, like I have received so much harassment, some places I had but no choice to leave. The police would not do anything about this, maybe the landlord would, but in half the cases it has been the landlord or landlords kids harassing, so- NOT – or they get manipulated by the baddies – female dogs who play sides. And so basically anything else aside from thefts, is not going to be dealt with by any kind of authorities, or “powers that be” - people who can do something about it, EVER. Although, I have noted, just quietly, there are some authorities who attempt to write those wrongs, sometimes they DO, {as I mentioned I think before, I had a specific problem that I had endured for over 15 years by someone, some unknown stalking person, and one day, it stopped, just like that!! – I had written about it on my blog}, But those people often get situations completely and utterly wrong. And on the other hand, there are perpetrators telling me that those good people who can see the situation as for what it really is, and try to do something about it “have packed up and gone home” - in the hopes to get me to stop writing about my life on this blog – and naming names. Not going to happen. You are right to be scared. I will mention some of the harassment at Rangari because it concerns landlord David Heywood in relation to the people who harassed me. Even though I did live 40km out of town, and my nearest next-door neighbour was half a kilometre away, I still was harassed. I can assure you compared to living in suburban area, it's certainly 50 million times better. But I still was harassed, I've talked about the planes as a big constant nuisance following me around, and out there on the farm they would sometimes just circle over my house for hours, and for days, - completely annoying. There were multiple things that I haven't even talked about on my blog, like hundreds of weird things that people did, they would sneak out to my place and do weird things - not just the stealing. I will mention one incident: I looked out across the paddocks one evening was at dusk, and I saw a shed on fire, it was at least 1km away, difficult to see, but I could see flames. I had been over in that area before, and it was a kind of an abandoned rundown area on Davids farm, so if a shed was on fire, it wouldn't be burning anything of any value. I thought it’ll just die down in a matter of moments as it’s all corrugated iron. After 4-5 minutes it stopped. Now David came around the following morning (in retrospect this was not a coincidence). I told him his shed over the way was on fire yesterday, and he was completely non-phased by what I said, like, a normal response would be, What! Fire on MY land?! Where?. But no, he just grimaced and that was it. Weird. I mean, some might say well why didn't you call him yesterday, but I actually didn't have a phone out at Rangari. (And that neighbour half a kilometre away was a drunk who stole from me, and the other neighbour next to him used to spray pesticides over my house). And as I mentioned not a serious fire. Anyway, so after that odd incident, sometime later I saw on the news; they were doing a fireworks story and they had just invented this really cool thing of putting images on a building, and guess what I saw: someone had put flames on a building - it was just like what I saw on Davids shed. So, I didn't see a shed burning after all, only a projection of flames on a shed wall – in the distance. So, knowing this, I then could see why David didn't react as a normal person would to a fire, on his farm. So David knew about all the people coming out onto the farm and harassing me - and he never said anything to me about it, he never tried to stop it from happening, in fact he probably was pleased that he knew something that I did not: some sort of control and power over me, because as a tenant, he didn't have any over me, aside from Tenant duties that I am obliged with, which I always diligently did; I am not going to give anyone fuel. Plus, out there, basically I just had to pay rent. So, he had 2 kids, both girls, who then, where in their 20’s – so as their dad, he could speak to them how he chooses, he could yell at them if he wished - not that I ever saw him around his kids, or ever met his girls. However, with me, NO, he could not exert is power over me in this manner – and this as it turns out – really pisses certain men off. Lol. And btw, this is why not all people ought have kids – as kids are not there for your personal flexation of psychological muscles. WAKE UP. So, maybe he was approached by someone who wants to play a trick on me, and he's gone ‘yeah sure’ thinking that it will be harmless and amusing. Well maybe harmless and amusing to him, but I can assure you being harassed in this manner is not harmless or amusing to me at all, I was not laughing at any point. And it's exactly this type of fun ‘yeah go ahead’ which also tells the community that, “yeah tricks, do it – and stealing small invaluable items, that’s a trick too, that will be really amusing – so sure go ahead”. It's bloody stupid behaviour on behalf of a landlord – let alone one fully gown adult male in his 40’s. So as far as I'm concerned, this is monumental arsehole behaviour. Thers no exceptions. 18. FAT SHAMING Now normally, I wouldn’t complain if a business sent me a wrong size, because I could just return it and get the right size, or they would issue me a refund, but this seller didn’t want to do that, for some strange reason. Therefore, they are dodgy seller. Their name is Undercover Hosiery & Lingerie AU, The Undercover Customer team Michelle and Safel. The problem is being that they have waist and hip measurements on their webpage listing, and so I measured myself accordingly and chose the size. Only their sizing was off, because it was too small, and as I had specifically measured myself, it should’ve been a perfect fit. Why they didn’t just send me a larger size or refund is beyond me, in this situation, as it wasn’t a change of mind situation, they were in the wrong. (I can only assume this company is run by little girls). So, I returned the item, at my expense, when infact they should’ve paid for return shipping because it was their fault, and in our conversations, they were not very nice, and still refused to refund me, or send me a larger size. So, when I explained to Amazon customer care what happened, they gave me a refund straightaway. I don’t know whether amazon charges the company the refund amount, or pays for it through profits, I just don’t know. But as I am on a personal mission to stop thieving, and, retailers, at present, are coming in at the NUMBER 1, for biggest thieves in Australia, I am going to the effort of writing my grievance down. {All retailers try to steal, they push faulty products on to me, they short change me, and they overcharge. Plus, a lot of them are selling clothes that are 1 or 2 sizes too small, and if I manage to find one in the right size, instore, then they swap it over, after checkout, (sneakily) for smaller size! Why the hell would I want clothes that are too small for me you little girl idiots? ARE you trying to dress all women as little girls? Grow the hell up.} Update in 2025, retailers are now stooping to a new low by photoshopping and enhancing online product photos, so that when you receive them, they are quite different and YUK. So, international online have been doing this for some years, Pinterest, but this year I noted local Australians are doing it (copycats): Lincraft, Mr Fothergills and Australian Plants Online, although I suspect those companies are not actually Australian. I strongly feel Asian maybe Korean (?) online retailers, on ebay and Temu, are stealing from their customers if the customers returns and item or demands a refund due to faulty product (a network here). I can confidently say the retail industry is made up of some really stupid people; the kind of people that want to sell you something that doesn’t work, at full price, and then when you take it back and demand a refund because it doesn’t bloody work; they’ll give you your money back, as by what the law states, but then they’ll follow you home and steal from you so they feel like they DIDN’T LOSE even if it was their fault with faulty product. It’s a stupid mentality brought about by nazi parents instilling in to their child NEVER TO LOSE – and the irony, it’s often straight A students who later have this problems (not used to failing, can’t handle it at all). I personally believe because they are in the wrong, but still STEAL do recoup their loss, they cannot see the situation for what it is, not due to mental illness, but due to stupidity. Stupid. Just because you passed the exams does not mean you are smart! By the way, they did claim that they never received the item, which is a possibility, maybe somebody stole it at Australia Post (It has happened before), but due to the way that they talked to me, and treated me, I am more inclined to think they are the guilty ones, who just said they didn’t receive it when in fact, they did. BUT, as well, somebody computer savvy, hacked my computer, and stole the photograph that I had taken of the stamped parcel with the senders address. So, somebody went to a lot of effort to try to cover their arses, and get out of refunding me; all to no avail, because I have been refunded, although this does suggest that the person who stole it actually got away with stealing it, and as well, as I got the refund. But the person who stole it, is a bloody idiot, because retailers and Australia Post are a huge network, and they will know exactly who stole it, if it was stolen via Australia Post; you’ve got to be a total bimbo to steal in this manner. Mind you, I find a lot of times when I report stolen items, they go ahead and investigate, and they discover who stole it, (this includes the police as well as retailers and Australia Post ), but after discovering who stole it, they still don’t do anything about it. They just know who stole it, and seem to be quite content about the situation so long as they know who stole it, and give me a refund anyway. In fact, this has happened quite a few times, it’s like they personally know the person who stole it, and know she is a pretty bimbo, and young, so they give them a chance, and forget about it. It’s ridiculous, even pretty bimbos need to be held accountable, otherwise they just continue to do it. By the way I couldn’t find my bike shorts in the correct size anywhere in Australia so I had to purchase a man’s pair of black bikies, which, for some strange reason actually fit quite well, up the top part, although the thigh part was a little small. As I’m getting older and bigger, I’m finding it impossible to buy large size clothes. In fact, and as I know, the whole clothing industry in Australia is run by little girls, I suspect that they, are on their own personal mission of ‘punishing’ women (the bimbo dominatrix) who are overweight, or just plain big, by not stocking any size over size large (L) (size 16 or 18). And if retailers do stock them, then they only stock 2 items in larger size, when in fact they’ve got probably a market base of several hundred thousand women who fall into that larger size category. FAT SHAMING. Plus useless buyers in the retail clothing sector – either that or their target market are young skinny women, who are the only ones still stupid enough to constantly buy new clothes as per the trend dictates. 19. Women Throwing Tantrums If Someone Speaks to Them IN A RAISED VOICE. Obviously, these women I’m talking about, are not Greek or Italian. The Greeks and Italians are infamous for yelling at each other. Dealing with their problems, and emotions, especially within family units, through loud verbal communication. It is a part of normal healthy life. In fact, this is a page from a book, that a typical Australian could learn from. Now there’s probably been a few people in my life who have taken revenge on me somehow without me knowing it, but since I don’t know about it, I can’t write about it or therefore have any idea of any offence that I have may have caused. But these two instances here, of irrational overreaction behaviour, (possibly hysterical), have had a long-term lasting effect on my life. And it is much to their misfortune, as well as mine, unbeknownst to them. One of them was a retired schoolteacher, and the other one was a policewoman. Shirly Urquhart and Sharon Morgan. This absurd behaviour, I feel would come about from the women being spoiled little brats. But I mean possibly after ‘lauding’ over, so many people, such as a teacher and a policewoman would do, this intern could build up their ego, and so they have fancy tickets on themselves and therefore would be overly offended if somebody yelled at them. You know when most people get yelled at, the person just yells right back at them. You have a yelling conversation, then it ends. You get on with your life, or rectifying the yelling situation. Which does not involve seeking spiteful vindictive revenge. But these two women were so offended by my raised voice, one of them incarcerated me for seven days to see if I was “crazy”, and the other stole an item of mine; an expensive cooler and water bottle. Now, considering how many items of mine have been stolen; I can’t remember having any raised conversations with anyone else, but given the above ridiculous scenario, it wouldn’t surprise me if there was something just as trivial, that has triggered other Bimbo women to steal from me?? Yes, that is correct, this behaviour is bimbo. I am not really sure how I can possibly deal with this kind of dysfunction, other than writing about it, so those big ego heads, can hear about their bizarre nature, of their very own personal dysfunction, in the “collective consciousness”. And maybe, they can step back from their power tripping ways, possibly humble themselves, just a little, so they can keep a grasp on reality, and not turn into monstrous, bully bitches. WAKE UP. And by the way, the reason why I was yelling at the Gin Gin Chief Constable in the first place, was because I was advised previously; when dealing with the Gunnedah Police, at a previous address, if I wanted the police to do anything, I literally have to yell at them, so to get them off their arse to do something about, which, by the way did work to a certain extent, I had a few items returned in a very strange mysterious manner, after yelling at the local police! (But can’t you just imagine some older wiser cheekyars, whispering to me “go on yell at them, yell at the police” – and I’m like OK I will!) – how was I to know they are anally retarded about yelling? BTW, the cops in Gunnedah have to be on rotation, like they can’t have the same police working in Gunnedah for too long, as there’s too much comradery and mateship, then crimes are overlooked, and there is corruption. I feel this policy ought to be applied to Gladstone and Bundaberg police. And the reason why I was yelling at Shirly Urquhart, was because the admin at Gunnedah council, specifically the arts council Admin; were stealing from me via my cards, only giving me 40% of the agreed profit margin. And Shirly Urquhart, not an admin person, but very much involved in the gallery, would have known about it, everyone knew about (even my jobs provider knew about it, who later paid for card replacements! J). And she was the person there at the time, when I called about my cards. So, it was her I yelled at her for stealing my card money. Actions=Consequences. I need to add a special paragraph about “knowing about something and not doing anything about it” I see this a lot, especially when it comes to petty theft. Its like, other trivial matters, like “well she said such such about you and called you this name” – they have NO problems telling. But when it comes to lawful matters, like theft, arial poising, deliberate nighttime noise makers, and domestic man/wife matters, they suddenly go quiet, fearful. SUCH COWARDS most people are. {Mary Lung, you belong in jail – this reference was from a docu I watched – can’t even remember what it was about now, or who Mary Lung is, but I made a note about it at the time!! J } Note all those vector images above ; I could not find any free female ones, which is worth commenting about, because I suspect those 2 above mentioned women, in particular, do not except things that are different from the social norm; the social norm being women should act like ladies at all times, and being a lady doesn’t involve yelling! This is a ridiculous concept. We have a wide and varied vocal ability. It’s there to be used when we see fit, it’s not there to be oppressed. 20. Cure for Seasickness on Great Barrier Reef Snorkelling Day Trips In November I did something to my back, as I was lifting a box skewiff. It was quite painful and after a 2 weeks, had only partly heeled, so I knew I would have to drive up to Mackay and see a Chiro. Now, as I still had my sore foot – Collapsed Arch, and had extreme general moping feelings, about not being able to walk anywhere or do anything for the last 5 years; so, I thought I should treat myself to a snorkelling day trip just off Mackay coast, hoping the swimming would help with my back pain too, aswell as uplifting my spirits. Plus, as I have recently only moved here, I wanted to discover a bit more about the oceans in the area, (locals are tight lipped about things like stingers and crocs – actually I suspect the majority of people who live in QLD, are ‘new’! as in everyone has moved here from NSW over the last 20 years). So, at a total cost for the day incl chiro and petrol, of $300, I set off, the drive there was very painful. But the chiro was wonderful, and helped straight away. The boat trip out to the island reef was horrendous, 10minutes in, I was suddenly dazed, stupefied, nauseated, then sick, for the rest of the 40minute trip – it was awful. Ginger does not work. We got there, then we all snorkelled. In the water I slowly recouped. I love snorkelling. 2 hrs after, when we were meant to be on the boat eating lunch, I just stayed in the water for that hour, where I was happy and ‘sickfree’, I did get fairly cold, it was only November. My whole body was kind of stiff with the cold, but I figured it would be better to be a bit cold, than to be seasick. As it turned out, that cold helped tremendously with my back, and my foot. I awoke the following day to no pain at all – TOTAL CURE for my back, plus my foot seemed not to be hurting as usual. So that cure was not only from the Chiro, but it would be from that cold water – I was in there for 3 hours. So, worth it then. But the seasick does ruin the overall memory of the day. The host of the day, said he had never seen a croc on any beach at Mackay, and there were none on the beautiful Scawfell Island we stopped at. One of the others, said apparently there was 1 croc spotted in the Mackay marina since it was built. I have since read about the stingers, and there is a chance you will be stung in the ocean over summer, especially after big rains. So, I feel a stinger suit is necessary if you want to swim in the ocean. I have already purchased one, it is on its way from the UK, (none available in Australia), just in case I get the chance to swim again, maybe wishfully thinking…. BUT I have come up with a solution for seasickness on the ‘Wildcat’. The Wildcat crew, could easily rig up a (I think they’re called a parasail), with multiple hang-seats. I’m thinking you could get at least 16 across the back of a Wildcat, possibly 2 rows, so 32! I’m not sure whether anyone else would want to sit up there for the whole journey, 40 minutes or so, but I for one, would be delighted to, not only would I love the view of the ocean, and the sea breeze, but it would be a totally seasickness free stretch, saving a whole heap of nausea, vomiting and generally feeling like you are going to die. So, worth doing this crew? I did send this image to Wildcat, suggesting their Mackay team do it, but I didn’t hear back from them; such hesitancy to try something new…. Quick mention also, seems a lot of dangers about QLD ocean waters are ignored by tourist brochures (especially those brochures), and operators. Not saying that Wildcat fit this bill, as we were all given ‘Stinger Suits’, but a lot of operators are really quite irresponsible when it comes to describing anything NEGATIVE, they only want to encourage ‘bimbo happiness’, and don’t want anyone to know that there are DEADLY encounters up here; in the hopes of not deterring any paying customers. It pays to watch those documentaries on sea creatures. Above image is an old add plus parasail edits, from Wildcat Brisbane 21. Cruel Farming Tradition – Barbed Wire My artwork above from 2013 ; as it was evolving in illustrator, I liked it because of the little curls on the striped outlines, it reminded me of Barbed Wire and my childhood freedom wandering down the back paddocks..... Living on farms, pretty much most of my life. There’s always been a lot of Barbed Wire lying around, most of the fences were done with Barbed Wire. I’m sure most people are familiar with Barbed Wire; it is a long wire with wire knots every 20cm or so, ‘barbs’, they are very sharp, so if you get too close to a Barbed Wire fence, it will catch you, cut you, rip you, and you will start bleeding for sure. They are very sharp and painful. The original point of the Barbed Wire, was to deter animals from crossing the fence, but I can assure you, it doesn’t have that affect it all, instead what it does, if an animal gets too close, or wants to go next door for some odd reason, they feel the pricks, then panic and struggle, and keep pushing, sometimes they get completely torn up and develop a major injuries, possibly resulting in infection, then death. And of course, there’s so much Barbed Wire lying around on most well-established farms, and often their fences are falling apart, so there are loops and tangles, and giant balls of Barbed Wire lying around all over pretty much every farm I’ve ever encountered, especially down the fence lines, so stock like horses and cattle get cuts regularly and sometimes it’s very bad, as I have witnessed it. Some farmers, most, tend to be a little lazy when it comes to fencing. It’s a total hazard. You know, maybe in the past when people weren’t quite as savvy or evolved as they are now, it would be acceptable, but by today’s standards, it is not acceptable to be cruel to stock or wild animals, and use Barbed Wire, there are by far, better fencing options available today, it appears some farmers are very slow to give up their old bad ways. And in my experience with daughters of farmers at school, this streak of cruelty has been inherited, and it really shows and shines through. And actually, I find it a little strange how farmers in Australia are pretty much highly revered, and they get a lot of political privileges, well, in Gunnedah, they did. But it is an industry that is wrought with dysfunction; social dysfunctions, family dysfunctions, sadistic dysfunctions and class/ ’airs and graces’ snobbery dysfunctions, particularly with the women/wives, who tend to turn a blind eye to their husbands and sons ways. I believe it is up to those wives to do something about their lazy husbands. How much is diesel now? $3.13? Wake up and smell your weakness girls. 22. Umbrella stolen from my car by bimbo I had 5 umbrellas, I am now down to one bad one, see blue/white one below – with the other 4 all STOLEN. Actually, that green checked umbrella was given to me by a friend back in 1993, (Rachael) and she had got it from the shop where she worked in North Sydney because, she said, dozens and dozens of umbrellas got left there constantly, and they were forever having to throw umbrellas out. She basically had an unlimited supply to umbrellas. So, she gave me this green one, actually I’m not even sure why she gave me an umbrella, it’s not like I asked her for an umbrella, she just handed it to me and said here you go. And when this green checked one was stolen, at that particular time, back in about 2016(?), (I think I used it once in that whole time), but, who did I see presenting themselves to me on the street (in the typical fashion that I have seen girls present themselves usually from afar), but Rachael’s little sister, Sarah Wainberg. So, I’m thinking someone thought it would be funny upon hearing that my umbrella stollen, to suggest that it was probably Rachels little sister who stole it, as she thought Rachel should’ve given it to her, (!) or it actually was Rachels little sister who stole it (?) no convictions, or, it was Rachael’s older sister who stole it, wanting to blame her younger sister, thinking it would be funny (?) {family of 4 girls}. Who really knows about what these silly blonde women get up to - that whole family is German, dad was a Doctor in Gunnedah (I think they moved?), I bet Rachels older sister (not the very eldest one – as if she would have done anything like this), but the 2nd born one, I bet she had something to do with it (the one that I can’t remember her name for some strange reason, who looks like my current landlord, who btw, has a completely different name, Cate Rogers). I did actually check before I moved into this house with Council, if the person who told me owned this house, actually was the person who owned it, (been on a wild goose chase before by stupid bitchy women), and Council confirmed that it was true. So, either my landlord is who she says she is (from SA), or my landlord is completely a different person, who has changed her name!! who knows! But I think she had something to do with the theft of my big black golf umbrella at kookaburra Park; this umbrella had been painted with a very dark green paint in order to hide the advertisement that was on the umbrella, as at the time, when I was purchasing this, (it was a gift for my golfing father), there were no golf umbrellas that didn’t have any ads on them - it was very disappointing. Anyway, after my dad died, I inherited this umbrella, and so I painted it. It was in fairly good condition and it is now recognisable, if you see someone with a slightly dark green umbrella, if you look closely, you’ll be able to see the ads still on 4 of the sides. I want you to go and rip it off them, and hit them over the head with it, and tell them shame on them for stealing an umbrella from an old lady. They will be going to hell. And so, if it was not my landlord or her sister possibly Sarah Wainberg who took this, it was my neighbour there; Every time my neighbours come up here to stay (because that was not their permanent house; anyway, whenever they come, something gets stolen when they leave, and this time it was that umbrella, it was stolen off the back Veranda which is where I put it, has earlier it had rained (drought breaking rain) and I had been wandering around the garden with that big umbrella, especially over the side, of that neighbours, where they could peer down at me from their Kitchen window. Actually, I kept it on that back veranda always, it had been there for the last 3 years. The neighbour who owned that house is named Stella, (looks like Niki Barret), and her son, it was her son who had been there doing chain sawing, and sometimes he has a girl around, I think she may be a prostitute? Short blonde girl. 3 times over the last 3 years I have seen her, sometimes she acts weirdly, and talks to me on a pretend phone (I am not talking to her – she is nuts). That’s all the information I have on them, I don’t know anything else about them. Aside from the fact that the son is in his 30’s, who possibly steals from single women, and his mum is slightly zombie, as she told me she was selling her house, when infact she was not and did not. Liars and stupidity go hand in hand. See major problems with my neighbours wherever I go – they are all like that. Stupid and Nuts. So, their ‘seeing’ me or my landlords history with possible stolen umbrella and identity issue, I am not sure which one stole it. I do know there are certain characteristics which make people look the same, and it can be confusing for me, not being too good at recognising faces. I always thought, if I was a school teacher, who had year after year, a new group of kids, I would kind of flip out; because there are certain characters, who look the same (on first glance), and develop similar personality traits, because of their appearance. I’m not sure if I am explaining this correctly, but in a class full of kids, you’ll see different personalities emerge, and your mind will match the personality to their faces, to help recognize them. But when the next year comes along, with all new kids, you actually will observe similar personality traits, as the previous class, and what’s more these personality traits, will actually match in appearance too (on first glance) it is a little weird - but I’ve noticed and observed that this is a real phenomenon. I believe this comes about, because; peoples personalities are shaped by their appearance, because people react to someone’s appearance in a certain same way. An obvious example is if someone is pretty or not pretty, they get different reactions from others, but I think it is even more complicated than just that (like height, weight, neck shape/voice….weighing in to shape peoples reactions to a person). So, after people react to someone, continuously the same way, that person develops a certain response, and thus a personality trait, the same as another similar looking other person. mmm, basically, there are too many people! (Slow down the breeding!) Someone told me that a girl stole my above theory and used it for her university thesis!! (Whatever a thesis is, I did not go to uni, and have an opinion about some universities and uni graduates, that is not good – certainly not smart.) But I have no problems with people using any of my ideas, facts or opinions on my blog, and talking about them; that’s what raises peoples consciousness. (Although if you could actually leave the photostory were I put it, and not delete it off my blog or PC, that would be great.) I looked it up; thesis: a statement or theory that is put forward as a premise to be maintained or proved. – hey guess what, my Blog is full of them! So, of my 5 umbrellas, that I hardly ever used, living in Gunnedah, where it hardly ever rained, that blue/white golf umbrella below , is my last remaining one. The others were taken from my locked car, mostly when I was parked in town, in Gunnedah and Tamworth, one was taken when parked at Gin Gin or Bundaberg. As you can see below, it has had better days, but I am reluctant to replace it, as not only has most of my budget been taken by others before I have even receive it, but being in such a bad state, all my neighbours who see me walking around the garden when it rains – which is a lot now, being in the subtropics, they will NOT to be tempted to steal it, like my last neighbours. It’s like I have to be poor, or else my neighbours will steal everything. The older I get, the more I realize who this whole country is; Stupid repressive thieving Australians – all of them, no exceptions so far. 23. This is a Warning I have a water-skiing story, and as there are a few dogs in my unit complex who could do with a warning. I’m going to do a Photostory for it; Our family used to regularly go on picnics with other families in Gunnedah, out to Keepit Dam, every summer. We were often there every weekend. One time we were there, a family had a speedboat, and they were doing water-skiing trips around. So, I got to try water-skiing! Fun! I think I might of been 10 or 11? Water-skiing is a little difficult when you first try it. Most people usually can’t just stand up and go, they fall over; there’s a knack to it, I think maybe after a couple of tries I got it, and it was great fun albeit probably better suited to someone who does not have ‘Chicken Arms’. I think also it depends on your driver, there’s also a knack to driving at just the right speed to get up, for that person? Anyway, a couple of years later, on a school excursion, we were given the opportunity to go water-skiing. So, all the girls were divided up, when it was our turn, I was ready, but again on the first go I fell over. And one of the other girls, was just, bitchy about it “as if Emily will be able to do it”. You know this kind of thing was quite typical at that school, I was constantly underestimated by all of them. I usually just ignore such comments, and never have the desire to stand up for myself, but in this particular instance, I had a very clear memory of the previous time I went water-skiing, and I turned her sharply and said “no, thank you very much, I can do this, I’ve done it before”. And, on the next go, I did get up and had more fun. So, after me, was that particular b girl, and this girl crashed badly into a tree on her exit, and I believe, it’s because she had a go at me, AND, I had bothered to turn around and contradict her. So, bearing this in mind, I always wonder why girls try to have a go at me like that, (still), it’s like I can turn around and say one sharp sentence to them, and their whole life would come crashing down. Yet still, they try. Looking at it like this, you know, I have saved probably thousands of b girls now, from crashing. I have other stories I can tell you, but I think you might get a little bit too scared if I go ahead with them all. I know there are a lot of people who are aware of this ‘plain fact’ of life, and are scared of me, and hence part of the problem of, why I have nasty dogs who follow me around wherever I go. And also, see how it’s important to do activities like this in childhood. Not to mention the importance of family fun and love. 24. Texting Dog Nuisance Beeping Network My neighbours in communication with other neighbours via texts. I think she maybe texting them to beep their car horn - she likes to time it at key times – halfwit in the head. HARRASMENT. For the sake of keeping the peace, could someone please go and put a bullet in her ear. Little girls who bully on the playground, go on, to live in their own places, but still carry on the tradition of female bullying, but often with new and creative passive aggressive techniques. Like this. At the moment she has discovered she can scrape the back of her chair on the floor, to sound just like a car horn. So she’s being beeping all week long. And most likely scratching the wooden floor too! Bloody Beepers. Those beepers are thieves. Car thieves. Btw, what she does is actually unlawful. And considered a crime - being a total nuisance is a crime, there have been laws written about it. But I was advised it’s up to me to sweet talk police into doing something about it, because if they choose not to, they don’t have to. {omg lol} Also, I mentioned in one of my sewing YouTube videos that the dogs do signs if say, make a mistake in my sewing (completely annoying and also harassment) but I have noticed they mostly do it if I do something better than the stupid bitch next door or whoever, (fucked if I know who those stupid bitches are), so if according to their little game, I ‘beat’ them. So, she throws a tantrum and gets the neighbouring cars to beep, and therefore be a nuisance for me. Like a sore looser. Spoilt brat. This behaviour, especially when I was not trying to ‘beat’ or not ‘beat’ anyone, is absurd. You now, a sore loser is the epitome of someone who is of low character, has had bad breeding with incompetent parents, are love depraved, who are unconfident due to their inferiority, (not imagined inferiority), and are morally inept. So, I suggest if you don’t want to give away these characteristics about yourself, you may wish to stop throwing tantrums whenever you think I have done something better than you. You may not be aware, but life is actually NOT a competition, underneath it all. Also, since I wrote and posted this, the chair beeping has not stopped. I do not care what you have to say, or what you are trying to say in such a disrespectful manner, so fuck off fuck off fuck off. Photo: small house next door at Sarina with old man idiot beach chair car beeper I'm updating this because I want to add a photo of the house next door. So if it wasn't the girl next door fake beeping me with her chair, it was some arsehole in this holiday house: he used to sit outside in a beach chair and reach across to his car and beep his car horn; I went out there one day when he was doing it and I saw him doing it literally {for some reason not sitting in his car? Maybe there was someone else there hiding, who knows, I was down the driveway so I couldn't see 100%. I did advise the police of this nuisance behaviour, also because I suspected that person was stealing from me (possibly from Gin Gin?). The police advised me not to go around they, will go around there! And I described it as a holiday house because nobody actually lived there permanently, it was only built after I moved in next door, like I know it was specifically built for someone to go there and annoy the crap out of me with a car horn. But as if the police would actually even believe that notion, let alone be able to do something about it. I have since relocated, at my new address when I first moved in here, that beeping and the “little boy” started up next door; I immediately kicked up a huge big stink, called the police, because there's no way I was going to live here with what I had just injured at Sarina for those 2 yrs. With that stupid little boy harassing me, and car beeping idiots. And it worked somewhat, stopped for the most part, although occasionally like, not sewing this time, but when I do woodworking, cause I'm doing it outside, and of course pervert neighbours are wanting to spy and see what I'm doing. I think, they think, that they're an “overse-er” of some sort - so they're telling me if I'm doing it right or wrong, winning or losing: they're such fucking dick heads I can't stand them. its pure harassment, pure power tripping fuck off fuck off fuck off. 25. Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems A woman called me on Saturday 10am, stating she was from Centrelink’s National Customer Service Centre (as I had the day before put in a complaint about their website and jobs provider creating 2 initial appointments for me – 2 – no common sense), anyway, the woman I spoke with was unhelpful. However, she pretended to be helpful in a long and tedious way. I realized some hrs later that the woman was the same person I had spoken to 2 years prior about a lymphatic drainage massage – I wanted to know whether it would help my plantar fasciitis, we spoke for some time, in the end I opted to see a physio. Although recently I have discovered it was the lymphatic drainage I should have had too, as I have lymph problems, and have had long term now. I believe that woman had been stalking me, trying to explain about lymph ever since? – as Dr’s are CLUELESS about lymph, all 4 of them failed to see the lymph build up. FAILED. So, while it is great to understand finally, I have lymph problems, I do not appreciate being stalked and lied to by crazy lymph knowledgeable person. By doing so, she appears to me, as a stupid dog. I guess no one thought my initial complaint to Centrelink was important. (Although the face-to-face appointment did result in sickness, a contagion spread by medical people lurking down at the office- I guess no one believes me that this really happened.) Btw, ofcourse I can NOT afford lymphatic drainage therapy, and the government does not recognize this as a valid health problem on Medicare, but I discovered on you tube; Adam Thomas from Canada, who is a reflexologist, and did a series of videos about his trade during covid19. And what a GODSEND he was, he showed me how to remove all the lymph build up, which resulted in pretty much immediate relief from the pain that had accumulated in my left breast, aswell as removed all the swelling on the top of my foot, so much so in fact that I could see the fluid still in the other foot, and had to apply the same technique to my other hand (he shows reflexology on hands too, apparently they have the same affect as reflexology on the foot!) Australians have to turn to Canadians for youtube health, as all the money and knowhow in the health sector, in this country, is devoured by greedy thieving woman. You know, everything I do, is in an attempt to save myself. Stop and Help 26. Washing Dramas at Sarina Just noticing one of the males in my unit complex at Sarina, he reminded me of one of the little boys in my class at Gunnedah primary school, look wise, I actually never met him. That boy back in primary school would fall under the ‘socially retarded category’. Many mother’s and teachers in Gunnedah back then, had no idea how to raise a child in a functional manner, probably still don’t. I was advised by a press birdy, that this is why it’s such a big deal in Sydney sending your child to the right school in the right area. It’s a total competition amongst mothers, and a bitch area, she says, because some schools have a reputation for having teachers of a certain standard, others, no standards at all. And, she said, it’s not a matter of private and public down there either, she says, it just depends on where you live; some suburbs are more desirable for a teacher than others. As I heard this, at the time I thought; jeez, my parents wouldn’t have given any thought to the ‘standard’ of teachers, when I was in primary school - it’s just whatever school was closest was the school it was going to be. No thoughts at all to psychological impact that a good teacher versus a bad teacher has, no thoughts at all about the psychological advantage of being empowered at school. No thoughts about power tripping motivated child care workers/teachers. No thoughts the competition amongst peers, in absolutely everything, which all accumulates, in getting the right job and career. Anyway, I mention this guy, (he would be the same age as me, 50 this year,) because of the 13 units in this complex, he has the STINKIEST CAR; big, old, noisy, and it bloody stinks from toxic petrol fumes. I think I am allergic! Oh, he participates in some sort of strange and weird behaviour on Sunday mornings, involving driving his big stinky car out, passing my unit on the way and putting all the stinky fumes in my unit if the door is open {mad race to the door to shut it whenever I hear those revs}. But then he returns 5 minutes later, only to depart, and return again, then depart and return, depart and return, depart and return - all morning, every weekend. I mean, dare I ask, what strange little boys get up to. I certainly don’t want to encourage him in any way - I have discovered in life, and it’s unfortunate, but just talking to some guy, or even a friendly nod or wave of acknowledgment- they can interpret that completely the wrong way, and for some reason, possibly thinks it’s an invitation of some sort (some nuts). So, I just have to guess his activities. He doesn’t appear to work? And I know bored little shitheads, get up to mischief, plain and simple. A birdie later advised me he was doing his washing!! Lol! There's no laundry in each of the units here, and he didn't have a washing machine out in his carport, like I did, or a few other of the neighbours do. So, he was taking his washing either to the laundromat in town or who knows, to someone's place. There is actually a laundry in the basement here, when I arrived, the 2 coin washing machines weren't working, they did fix them eventually, and one time I used the coin dryer, (no wind at all there) I had to spend $12 trying to dry my doona, $12 it still wasn't dry, but that was all the change I had - so I mean, what a scam! No wonder nobody uses them - that real estate and landlord should be totally ashamed of themselves for not providing a laundry in a residential area, it's just disgusting greed on the part of whoever collects that laundry money. When I was 20 and moved into the flat at Pendle Hill, I had to hand-wash my clothes, I didn’t have a washing machine. After 12 months, my grandmothers friend (Richard’s mother), heard, I didn’t have a washing machine, and so she donated me her old twin tub! Very thoughtful of her wasn’t it. But if you’re not familiar with using twin tubs, they’re not good, better than nothing, but, they consist of two basins in the machine, one that fills with water and moves about to agitate, the other basin just spins and drains- so you’ve got a move clothes from one to the other, by hand. It wasn’t for another 10 years, when I paid my car off, that I decided it was time to purchase my dream Fisher and Paykel washing machine, since I was still used to making my car repayments, I would continue to make washing machine repayments. $800, when you’re unemployed, and back then, it’s a lot. (20 yrs later washing machines are still the same price!! -bout the only thing). So now that I finally have my washing machine (ended up with a LG) - there’s not a chance in hell that I’m giving it up. I didn’t know before moving here at Sarina, that my washing machine might be an issue, because actually I didn’t know that this place was an old hotel/motel converted into units before I moved in – sight unseen, no choice, this was the ONLY place available, in the whole of North Queensland. {By converted, I mean they’ve just taken the sign down, and now advertise residential rentals}, so people live here permanently, as their home. Even though this place is not designed to be people’s homes. I did actually arrange with the then Real Estate that I would connect my washing machine in the carport, and also use the hose to water my ferns. It was no problem. The real estate owners changed hands, but really there hasn’t been an issue, as there is quite a lot of water up here in the subtropics, especially that year, drought breaking rains, and compared to Gunnedah, although I suspect some of the other Tenants maybe jealous (?) I know two of them at least have put in their own washing machine in their carports, since they saw me doing my washing. So, the only people I would say that may have a problem with it, is the local laundromat, because she misses out on my business, or possibly the tubby young girl who collects change from the washing machines every month, in the shared laundry downstairs. But those are not valid concerns as far as I’m concerned; it’s a case of tough titties. Ofcourse, there was the stupid little child next door harassing me at washing times “washing nazi” dysfunction…. And I want to add, you know; wake up tenants. This is an old budget hotel/motel, it’s like, there is no place for you here in Australia, so much so that you have to live in an old crumbly hotel, so if you want to put a bloody washing machine in, DO IT, you have been screwed enough. I will include the “washing nazi” dysfunction….story; Full Load Monitoring - by Child The child next door at number 108 is monitoring my washing, to make sure I have a full load each time, and I don’t waste any water. I think he is maybe 10? Could his mother, please go and take care of her “little mess of nazi dysfunction”. Actually, I realise after all my little diti’s, on this blog, I haven’t actually mentioned the “washing nazi” before. This whole “washing nazi” situation is not something new to me. It started when I was living at Rangari, on the farm 17 years ago. Even though I lived out there in that somewhat remote location, and on my own, (as a lucky, single lady), there seemed to be people in the area, who not only got “antsy” if I forgot a load of washing in the machine, or I hadn’t taken it off the line as yet; But they managed to come up with ways to show their annoyance. Mainly it was, with aeroplanes; They would fly back-and-forth over my house in a really annoying manner, with that really annoying sound that those little planes have. It took some years before I cottoned onto the fact, that it was about the washing! As soon as I got the washing off the line, no more planes! Reactionary dogs. I definitely found this strange. I mean, who cares whether I get the washing in at 4 o’clock or 5 o’clock, or even the following day! It really didn’t matter to me, as long as I eventually got round to doing it, which I always did. I mean, the washing cycle in the machine must finish; I hear that it finishes because my washing machine has a little loud annoying tune that it plays, and if I’m in the middle of doing something I’ll just not worry about it, until I finished doing what I’m doing. But that whole time that I’m not worrying about it, it’s like there’s somebody else out there, who is greatly disturbed by the fact that there are damp clean clothes just sitting in MY washing machine, Tik Tik Tik time is going by, and the whole time that I’m simply not concerned about it, someone else is! And they are getting more and more antsy, as each minute goes by. Reactionary dogs. Lol! And well I have to say, HOW ABSURD and; mind your own business and get your own life. I’ll do my washing when I dam well please. And by the way, these people showing their annoyance in the form of planes, (don’t ask me who they are, or how pilots are connected to me in this strange house-chore way, because I don’t know any pilots or anyone that can fly a plane for that matter). Even though I seem to have had planes following me around for many years, one time they even followed me down to the central coast at my grandmothers funeral. As far as I know, it wouldn’t be children flying the planes, concerning themselves about my washing routines, like at this address here; it is most definite a child who seems to be taking upon himself to be annoyed if I don’t have a full load. (Someone told me, it is his mother, using her child as a puppet, to scold me! – talk about a fucked-up mother – what right does she have, having kids?). So, again, I need to say; mind your own business, you stupid little dog. But, my washing habit problems, does not end with the dog family and child across the way; my 72-year-old next-door neighbour in the units here, has also developed an unhealthy obsession with my washing ritual. He also ropes in another older woman down the way too, an old lady, both of them now seemingly have an obsession with when I do laundry. It seems there are so many people who want to play “washing nazi”. You know, being an obsessed “washing nazis”, is a definite dysfunction. A mentally flawed person. Unhealthy. Inferior. So, DO NOT BE A WASHING NAZI. Hey little idiots, don’t put your dysfunction on me thanks very much. I don’t get hung up on trivial things like being ‘lapse’ about my washing, WHY SHOULD YOU. BTW when I went to get an image of a full washing machine, there were absolutely no free images. What is going on with all the images on Google? There seems to be a big thing on online images atm, with powers that be wanted to control ALL the images. And removing any free images that people upload (or hiding them from searches), so there are only images available that you have to pay a Royality for – SUCH GREED. AND, hey you big ego heads, if you offer your image for free, but then say you want attrition - this is just ridiculous! I mean, some images, I can see why you would want credit, but for a lot of images, such as a full load of washing, only someone with a big ego would want attrition for it. Now I have to wait for my next load, to get a photo... 27. To Confront or To Not Confront, Your Criminal Perpetrator - Restorative Justice Just been hearing about “restorative justice”, as in perpetrators being held face to face to their victim, so the victim can tell them exactly what they think of them (bare in mind, this is done in a public situation!). Maybe this will work. I don’t have any experience in criminal convictions, I have mentioned before if you point out to a bully what they have done, they will just laugh at you, but if you add, if I had a baseball bat, I would smash your head in, they may start to understand the impact they have had. I suspect if you further start talking about your feelings, this would also drive them a bit insanely guilty. BUT, from my experience being chased by bullies, especially when I was young, it was always the attention they wanted from me, that was ultimately what they were looking for. {Obviously not knowing how to go about to get what they ultimately want; stupid}. And so, if I ignored them, and did not give them what they desired, the bully takes a hike, not even fully realizing why they are feeling lost, but feel like there’s no point in chasing me. Sometimes they may even think they won because they were ‘bully’ – clueless as to what they are really after. I suspect there will be many criminals just like this too, in which case there’s no such thing as “restorative justice” - it’ll just be an opportunity for the criminal to feel like he won, because he was able to victimise you and then rub it in your face, with him/her getting all that extra attention. And, as I was physically assaulted twice as a child, by other children, actually make that 3 times, now, I just remembered a third encounter down at Perisher (Stupid other bimbo mothers) (And this does not include other horrendous non physical assaults either); I don’t believe that people can change, like if you encounter a young adult teenager, who is violent and a bully, they still will be so when they’re older, they just might have learnt to curb themselves for social purposes, but fundamentally that’s who they are. That ‘fight’ has been instilled in them, when they were a child, and it will always remain with them. Hate to tell you….. 28. Dogs on Phones This is a terrible shot , but I had to put it up, as I have had problems for many years, with women standing infront of me, presenting themselves to me in such a manner out in public, talking on a phone – sometimes they don’t even have a phone, they just pretend they are talking on a phone. When you are faced with literally 1000’s of these bizarre girls, at some point they become a nuisance, a monumental harassment nuisance, so now I just call them “Dogs on Phones”. And after I took a shot of one, at my last address, and uploaded it; that was it, I had no more problems with “Dogs on Phones” at GinGin. Woohoo So, at my new address, after just 6mnths, suddenly there was one in the car park infront of my car. So, I got her, and am uploading today, as after I saw this one that day, there were 2 more over at Armstrong Beach a little later, so, I know now, that I ought to have uploaded it straight away, to deter other Dogs on Phones. I was planning on doing a collage, as there have been so many Dogs on Phones, but it is a bit of a nuisance to try and capture them on camera. I should add, it was suggested I have Dogs on Phones, to deter arshole seedy men from following me. A case of the good and the bad is both bad. I am sure there is an expression for that, but could not think of it….it’s probably German. 29. Highway Construction at its Best I had to include photo of ‘government works’ architecture, which is of course, a Highway in America; this one surpasses all other highways w orldwide. With all the native wildlife being left in peace to romp around without any danger of being hit by a car. Not to mention the ease of getting from A to B in a straight line, by simply going over all obstacles. BRILLIANT. (I have since seen YouTube videos of China’s new roads, and they too especially have a vast amount of amazing raised, extended bridges). 30. Spare Life Stories P18 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17, LSP18(this) , LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Page 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. 3. Computer Nerd Drama Typical! I sell seeds on this website now; it’s called &^&))(*()* . It’s just started to take off, after I was ban from eBay {basically I have lost several thousands of dollars after being ban for the past two years from ebay - -and no work covid cash money for me – Centrelink does not consider my business paid work – as they are cunts} But this person, web master, has done a website, and I can sell my seeds again. They are definitely selling quite well, but this morning there was a system clean-up on the computer (CC Clean). After that I was unable to login to my &^&))(*()* account. As soon as I couldn’t login, someone on the highway went past and beeped the horn, not a coincidence if you have read my whole blog, this is a regular occurrence if someone steals from me; they drive past my house and beep their car horn. HARASSMENT with negative connotations. I have no idea who is doing that; I suspect it’s radio related, a whole bunch of power tripping mentally challenged people on the radio. Infuriating beeping. Now if there is a show with beeping, I thumbs down and unsubscribe, immediately (usually)! Anyway, I have contacted the web master for this website, and I’m sure he’ll fix the website. By the way the reason I was ban from eBay was discrimination, they need to be sued, and nobody will do it, because this type of discrimination; they don’t even factor in as a problem, single lady discrimination. It was the same with Spnflwr, the American website, they ban me too, and it was from discrimination, another business that needs to be sued and woken up from there sleeping beauty bimbo discriminative ways. BEEP BEEP Update: after a couple of years, I was ban too from &^&))(*()*! (I removed the name, as NO PROMOTION FOR THEM.) Apparently the guy was stealing from me somehow, so dogs interfered (??) So fake name and new business name: “australianbackyardplantsandseeds”, and back to ebay – they had stopped stalking me online after 2 years, finally, so they did not delete my account after ½ hr as per usual. Although, I still, do not access the site from my pc, as they somehow can detect my PC but not my devices. Bit of a nuisance. Whatever. I was more annoyed about having to change my business name. Stupidity. Good spot to add this Computer Nerd Drama: There seems to be some computer nerds who work together to create a computer situation where anything I do, doesn’t work: for instance, if I create an account on a website, go through all the process, inputting your name…. your email…. your password… and the page says “success! account created”, but then you go back the next day to login and it says “no such account”. It’s like that whole thing you did yesterday afternoon was erased. Erasure! So, I’ve gotta create a whole new account. Again. This has happened numerous times, not only accounts, but payment procedures too; order suddenly disappears, and I ‘ve got to not only pay for it again, but go through the process of adding products to the cart! (yelling loudly). So this relates to have to start my business again, same problem from computer nerd. I believe this may be some sort of computer nerd game rather than a glitch. Passive aggressive hatred by people who have been bullied at school, so they take their aggression out on all people they don’t know. A chance for payback. Dysfunction from being bullied, social problems arising from school. A mental health issue: ask yourself – are you a prick? Do you do this, if the answer is yes, well, I could say ‘seek counselling’, but I'm not going to, because you know, you don't really have to if this is your problem; it’s just a matter of discipline, as in self-discipline, self-awareness. (Something you should have learnt as a child but you didn’t because your parents were crap and stupid). (Many female C.N.G. too). 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. 27. Stolen Painted Woolworths Wooden Chair This is a Woolworths wooden chair from dads garage storage, I painted it {for some weird reason}. And, it was definatly NOT stolen. And it is not a “product placement” – woollies is too expensive. I have since carted it around to every address {8 in 7 years}. I occasionally use it. One day I went to use it and could not find it. I searched all my photos of all my stuff – I keep record this way, and I eventually found a photo of it on the front veranda at Kookaburra Park, it was named “gave away this chair after notice to leave”!! Well now, I, have NO recollection of “giving” away my chair!! And when I read the words “giving” away, alarm bells went off, I would have sold this chair if I wanted to get rid of it – I do not know anyone that I would simply “give” my chair too; all people who cross my path steal from me and so are unworthy of my chair! I believe it was stolen off the front veranda by a bimbo at Kookaburra Park, that place was full of thieves. And computer nerds have changed the name of my photo, to save stupid bimbo. They regularly do this type of hacking and saving, so it is not a too far-fetched situation. I can’t be 100% sure since I have no recollection at all – but ‘no recollection’ is more an indicator that it was simply stolen, and at the time I did not notice, as I did not use it at all, I never sat on the front veranda, I would only sit on the back veranda after I had my couch re-upholstered in my new Hakea fabric, this is way more likely than maybe some sly female managed to manipulate the chair away from me? Plus when I moved I had highly undesirable “squashed” unit with no room for any chairs at all. Plus, if I wanted to get rid of it, I would have sold it on Gumtree, and there are no records or photos of listing – so I did not sell this chair! When I was looking for a photo of my chair, I saw a photo with 3 chairs, 2 antiques and this one. So, the other good antique chair – God knows what happened to that one? I don’t really even remember that one. Must have vanished at Builyan, I think those farm hands around there were acting very strange, probably stole it when I moved to Colosseum /Miriam Vale – heaps of thieves there too. And when I went to find that photo again for closer look to see if I could recognize it, the photo was gone, so whoever took the chair, saw the photo too DOG, and then has taken hacked and deleted. Also, at that time, some stupid bitch was sending me weird ‘little girl’ Sherry sounds! and Sherry is my brother's wife (who likes antiques) so I don't know why they would send me her, maybe they were trying to accuse Sherry of stealing my chair. But I know it was those local bimbos and not my brother and his wife. They live 1500km away and have not spoken to me since Dad died (thankgoodness - I do not really have any time for bullies). btw, my mother had accumulated a lot of antique furniture from the country sales over the years, they would've been a lot of jealous women of her - in fact she had heaps of chairs if I recall, all dotted throughout the house. I wasn't really into antiques, so after dad died, probably Sherry took most of them, all I ended up with was the small antique chair that nobody wanted, and I had already claimed the Woolworths chair from the garage that nobody wanted. I really can't account for the chair that was in the photo, maybe that photo was added in, as I was looking, PC hacked - this would not surprise me at all. {and HA! to the idiot who thinks I stole the antiques – YOU ARE SO WRONG – and you are wrong, because you are STUPID 3rd born! -and btw, TOO LATE, you will be burning in hell for your wishful thinking vigilante thefts from me – HA}. So the 3rd chair in the photo, it was another antique, mums small phone table chair, that sat in the hallway, I inherited it as no one else wanted it – I used it for sewing until one day at Rangari I sat down and the whole thing collapsed!! {My new found love of food!!}. I threw it out at kookaburra park, as I realized I could not fix it. I tried, it was really sweet, had the Classic Barley Twist legs – I recently saw a pair for sale, $547.00! No one in Queensland has any skills – for fixing. So, this painted woollies chair is very easily recognisable, because I painted it bright colours, so if you see this chair, you might want her to determine from the owner how they acquired it?? And note, add to “Things I wish I was told when I was 18”: never buy any wooden chairs as they will be stolen by local Australian bullies. I remember when I painted this chair, I was living at Tulcumbah, near Keepit Dam, on Bret and Julie Knapmans 2nd farm that they had just purchased from their neighbour the Withers – in their lovely brick house with heavy terracotta tiles – so comfortable in that house, the person who built it, deserves my $50 Brilliance award!! It had “green” passive technology. {Only lasted there for 2yrs before jealous Julie Knapman booted me due to ‘she wanted cash’, and I wanted ‘bank transfer’}. Anyway, I recall, Julie Knapman came over one day and saw my chair, she asked me what brand it was, (brand), I told her Woolworths, as it had a badge on it, clearly written. When I saw the badge, I thought it must be very old, as Woollies does NOT sell furniture anymore. I thought it must have been originally Grandma Bieman‘s, before Dads? It was a really nice chair, good design, strong and sturdy, yet collapsible, portable and “shiek”, as far as a wooden chair possibly from the 50’s can be. Anyway, the fact that she asked me what brand it was. This tells me it was her who has hung up on class - and this would make sense with her behaviour as I was leaving. She is a complete nutter. Total 3rd born. I mentioned it before: at that time, I had problems with female dogs following me around, female dogs ofcourse – I thought 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 I inherited from mum while I was living there. And they were at Keepit dam on the speaker phone, I’m pretty sure trying to annoy me, as I cannot usually hear the speaker phone from that house. They stole my good quality garden tool, and some sewing items. It was very odd, as this was the beginning of the stealing / drive bys / verbal harassment. This was possibly another story that has been stolen off my PC, (?) but I felt like I was being harassed while I lived at Tulcumbah by someone who was completely hung up on class, like she felt that I was unworthy to live in that house, and she made me aware of her opinions. Because I don't really know anyone who's that hung up on class, 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 are psycho. Wait – did I have bath at Tulcumbah?? I'm updating this story now, but later, in Feb 2026 I wrote about being harassed when I have a bath. Like someone is obsessed when I have a bath – they are dogs and seem to know when I am having a bath!! A dog instinct. Weird and inappropriate. They must think I'm using too much water?? Maybe they think anyone who's like me, {low income}, should not be entitled to have a bath? –and that they think a bath is only allowed for rich people!!? I remember a bath at that Tulcumbah house, but cannot recall having a bath… I might have, I guess this was a time before needing to keep track of BATHTIME. SO, I must have, and it must've been the bath that has pressed this stupid person's buttons? Like it is somehow some ‘stupid dogs business’ if I have a bath or not! ITS NOT YOUR BUSINESS YOU LITTLE PERVERT. Some people think that I'm deliberately kept single, by psychological torment, so they can continue to perve. Some say I am used by the cunts, like in the game Chess; as the queen that they’re sacrificing, so all the stupid derelicts of society, {the bath perves}, hang outside my house, as opposed to outside the house of them and their friends. Stupid derelicts. This bath harassment has happened before, I wrote a detailed story about it, you can read it, it's called “Punctured deliberately by neighbours” on page Items Stolen still at yet another address Btw, there was plenty of water available to have bath. There was no drought on at that time. 2 huge cement tanks. Now, after realizing this hang up (this mental health problem) of this inappropriate person – I am going to extra relish every bath I have – I have a spa bath now! Hahahahah (They must have gone nuts when I purchased that inflatable spa! – oh wait, no they just stole $1700 from me then, so they could buy spas for themselves). Page 5 NEXT 1 2 3 4 5(this)

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 2 Another Foot Stabbing By Passive Aggressive Bimbo.jpg METAL PARFAIT SPOONS - 2 STOLEN, MAY 202 retailers overcharging me still.jpg Purslane stolen by neighbours or landlor photo of all my knitting equipment layed tree guard stolen from near front gate.jpg Birth certificate STOLEN in November December 2021 sometime, Gin Gin, QLD, kookaburra Par Watch and Wait - Little idiots waiting till I go outside.jpg reading glasses stolen.jpg SEED STOLEN Acacia baileyanna - Cootamundra Wattle.jpg Russel Pattersons seed of Eucalyptus sideroxylon STOLEN.jpg ILikeSeeds rip off.jpg bloody chiro.JPG kookaburra park road entrance and lake.jpg Fisher and Paykel stealling again.jpg companies stealing via google search results showing my name.jpg ebay thieves.jpg Green long horizontal aluminum tube STOLEN.jpg Legal Courier theft going on by Pack and Send, and Just Freight Bundaberg.jpg PVA woodworking glue STOLEN, from locked house.jpg stolen because they can.jpg brahmi tea stolen.jpg tap valve replacement STOLEN FROM INSIDE HOUSE KOOKABURRA PARK, GIN GIN BY DAVID HOOKERS S strange world.jpg Items that have been stolen through Australia Post.jpg Page 2 NEXT 1 2(this) 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 29. Companies Tricking Customers into Product Early Retirement so you buy another: Mouse. The company that makes this particular PC mouse is stealing from its customers; by creating malware which they insert on people’s PC and it causes problems with a mouse after a set time, usually about 8 months or whenever they feel like it. So, you think that there's something wrong with it, it's come to its end of its life, and you have to purchase another one. BUT in fact there's nothing wrong with it - it is just a greedy thieving hacker making you think that there's something wrong with it. If you do buy another one, keep the old one, and then after six months try the old one; you'll see it works perfectly fine. by the way, this is a special smaller size mouse for people with petite hands; women, possibly children too. You would think that there would be quite a few you could choose from, but actually there's limited smaller sized PC mouse, and this one's probably the best, it's the smallest and most ergonomic. I have not seen any other competition for it. Just, unfortunately the company who sells this appears to be evil. It’s along the same lines as how Apple installs device updates that reduce the running quality a little bit every time, as punishment for having an older device. A bad community. 30. IT Telstra girl who stalks me online and bans me from social media Telstra switched off my Internet two weeks ago, I’ve been trying to speak with them and get it fixed but I just seem to get little Ditsy bimbos every time, no one really knows what they’re talking about….{this was pre-2026, they seemed to have somewhat evolved in the meantime after I wrote this, initially.} I record every single phone conversation that I make and when I played this one back I realised this is the same girl I’ve spoken to her several times and I’m pretty sure this is the IT bitch that stalks me online and ban me?; somehow persuade Admin to ban me or close my account? I can’t access any social media sites, she did it in 2021 and I am still ban from eBay, Facebook, and a couple of others. I mean it is pretty hard to identify a person just from their voice but this one is unusual because many of the IT people I speak to are usually Asian this one is not so she’s more easily identifiable. I mean you could look at it a different way, and think they’re just trying to product place iPads and Sims for cellular mobile? I don’t really condone product placing someone else’s stuff (especially if I don’t get paid for it), although personally, I believe you have to be a fool not to have an iPad anyway, I love mine! I mean how can you get around if you can’t use Google Maps! But it seems to me that there are certain personality types that form online obsessions and this girls one of them I have many articles that I write go missing from my blog some of my other accounts online and my PC and the person doing that would be a computer nerd who knows what they’re doing and this girl would fit into that category I can only write about it, so she can see her dysfunction, and get on with her own life. On my first page I wrote about Bogan Immigrant Theory. I feel this definitely includes Telstra employees, because Telstra are UK based and I think they have sent all of their worst thieving employees down to Australia, and as a result Australia is a backwards country now. I truly believe it's mainly related to Telstra and these communication problems that happen in Australia. Although I was since advised, one lady I knew in Gunnedah, and was friends with her and her daughter, used to work for Telstra, and this would not surprise me, she is a “talking person”, and she would definitely fit into that cliche of a gossiping ladies who talk with everyone; she was a very nice person, very smart too. So because of this knew information, I suspect there was a group of women who worked at the Post Office, because when I looked up the history of Telstra, it started at the Melbourne Post office and they came up with the telephone for their local area in the late 60’s early 70’s (not very long ago), - realizing the problems that come about due to a lack of communication – since they all were such talkers!! lol; and eventually that sector of the Post office branched off and became telecom {that's what wiki says}. Page 3 NEXT 1 2 3(this) 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 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 good; “the best” (just read my story “the big jellybaby 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 blonde bimbo) have morals, and strongly feel one needs to cost cut in other areas, and not on laundry powder, and the environment). So that 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. – So note, stealing NOT because in need of washing powder, but stealing as a narcissist. Get out of my life you unwanted NUISANCE. BTW, this situation, is brought about by that stupid story Robin Hood. This is what 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; these were 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. I encourage all other ‘wilful’ people to have similar thoughts and speak similar words. I wrote this back in 2023. Now in 2026, I can see major changes occurring, to “care” for nature - HOORAY. That girl from that show, is going to be one of the thousands that perish, along with many many thousands more. Wisen up women. So often at every address I have lived at since Rangari; every time I do a load of washing, my neighbours harass me. Update; since I posted this at Sarina, the harassment from the “washing nazis”, ceased. (They later popped up briefly at next address). And also, now, I have proof of theft! 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, like 1000’s of $$$$. I used to practically buy a new box every month at EVERY SHOP – and for years this has been going on, well, since Gin Gin. 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. {I know even when I go to peoples homes who don’t know I am there, as I am walking through their frontyard up to their front door, I always feel slightly uncomfortable, like I am trespassing on someone else’s turf. I am always relived when they open the front door and can see me.} That thief who stole my washing powder must be so arrogant. Also since I wrote this, I think they have changed the cheap washing powder I think, as I had to switch to use it in 2025, and none of my plants died as a result, I think. 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, Again Nuisance Beepers, and Zomby Girl 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 most people in Australia are kind of a big, 16, 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? I can only speculate – I CAN’T HEAR YOU, YOU BLOODY STUPID DOGS. 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. Btw, good spot for this phone zombie story: when I was looking for somewhere to live back in 2019 (I was living at Colosseum then, before Gin Gin), I saw a place in Sarina, somewhere near Bolingbroke or somewhere, a farm, and it looked ok. So, I called up the Sarina Real Estate (there’s 2 in Sarina, can’t remember which one, I bet it was Ray White), so, called them to find out more about it, and OMG, you should have heard this conversation, it was literally like I was talking to a zomby, this girl, could not communicate AT ALL. Very very weird, she basically refused to speak to me over the phone, she could not answer ANY of my questions, and ended up saying something along the lines of: “it’s available”, then “oh its maybe available”. Maybe she was only used to “pop in” people, and could not handle phone inquiries?? I was wanting somewhere “sight unseen”. It was just totally bizarre, literally like a 4 year old girl on the phone. I mean, maybe Telstra put me through to some stupid dog, as I feel they often do; maybe they put me through to the dogs because they wanted to control where I live? This sounds plausible to me. They thought my destiny lay down with Rachel Wainbergs, older sister, the stalker, who now resides by the name of Cate Rogers at Kookaburra Park, who so had a rental available, and is where I ended up, until I discovered exactly who she was – the stalking thief little girl?? You know, there isn’t even a word in the English language to describe her dysfunction: unaware of her own behaviour, concerned only with her own personal profit and pleasure, has an exaggerated sense of her own importance and abilities, self-entitled, sneaky, bossy controlling to the point of narcissism. Temper tantrums!! A big tell: showing your dysfunction, showing your weakness. 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 was stolen. You might look at that image and think, ‘yeah right, as if anybody would break into a unit just to steal that?’ I can assure you this is exactly the type of thing they steal, it’s nuisance behaviour. Like they steal a jar of sugar, or a cup, a bowl, a cable; they steal small items and have done so for at least 20 years - and nobody is doing anything about it. As, as I update this 2026, last week they stole my spinning wheel yarn guide from the kitchen counter. Fucked politicians in this country, allowing this behaviour to continue. So, I did not see him near my unit, only disappearing back into his unit, sneakily and hurriedly. He was so sprung. 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. They are the root cause of this problem. 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 mother’s 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. {Many people suffer from this phenomenon of not knowing when they lost – at what point, usually, actually its women, and not men, but this time – male}. And I mean this is how retarded and stunted they are. Acting like a child, throwing a tantrum, 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. His tantrum btw involved yelling and screaming, plus kicking the rubbish bins, then throwing the rubbish bins and all the rubbish – at that point his neighbour called the police, who showed up straight away. Also, after I wrote this, that boy STARTED WALKING UP AND DOWN TO 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, a deliberate act to make me appear as if I have been tricked into ‘crazy’) – 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 – and heaps of other things. - 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 with Movie Industry UGLINESS 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, out of scene – did not really make sense, 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; 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 a really BAD show; 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 in my other jug. And the other one was taken. The filter 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. 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 and steal something trivial from. It’s like, are they stupid? Why don’t they steal something worthwhile from a rich person??? This filter is crap; it’s c-r-a-p, 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. There was also a neighbour woohooing yesterday next door, 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 – Gods sees everything. Also, if they came in here and stole that, then for sure, they would have stolen food from my fridge. I keep my unit locked all the time, but I later discovered my lock on my front door was broken it only appeared locked, but really was not. That’s 2 yrs of stupid bitch 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. I know how people like to have “compassion” and like to “save” the “poor”, even though I am fairly certain most of those young people are NOT poor, but instead just rich and spoilt thus have socially retarded behavioural problems (like kids who have crap vain selfish celebrity parents}. 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. Cool, bad and legendary. No police would EVER do anything about thieving actors. They seem to have no jurisdiction over the television and movie industry. The television and movie industries are people unto themselves. A community unto themselves. There is a lot of stealing that goes on by ‘dog’ personalities in that industry. There are a LOT of stupids in that area, non thinkers, non academics. And there are managers who try to play Robin Hood, they think ‘their community’ is the underdog, because they are stupid. Like not a 9-5 job, so they must be poor and are disadvantaged - so those managers deliberately seek out to people who in other sectors, who they think are wealthy and steal from them {in their sneaky dog manner}. They are truly evil. Which of course is a character trait of someone who's stupid. An example; One of my very favourite TV shows "So You Think You Can Dance"; show about dancers, showing good dancing, but also it showed background history of the dances, and then backstage antics; their personalities coming into it - it was really an amazing show. I loved it, and watched it over and over many times, plus it lasted for years and years and years…. Anyway, there was one couple, the male dancer was very specific personality; total Peacock, showing off to the cameras at all chances. Infact you see if the camera panned to him, he would feel inclined to do something amusing for the camera - and this feeling that he had, kind of overtook everything else, like as in, common sense - and he would do things that were unacceptable in my opinion, like dropping his partner when the cameras were watching multiple times {supposedly in non-majorly serious ways}. Popular people get away with a lot. In the first run they didn't really show this happening, but over the years, they did a lot of cut-backs, and I finally could see what was going on with this couple. The young girl, his partner, won the season, and while she was an amazing dancer and certainly deserved of winning, I'm fairly certain if he she didn't have that ‘stanley’ brute of a partner who treated her so badly in front of the cameras trying to be funny, she would not have won -it's like they gave her the title so she wouldn't complain about being treated so badly. And that young man, was encouraged by the producers to behave in such a manner, and then later rewarded with other work in the industry, still continues to work because of his disrespectful nature towards women. It’s like he was used by older men who are frustrated and fed up with women, so were taking glee in watching someone treat them badly in such a passively yet overt way. So, I mean, you can imagine I would have a lot to say about this incident, but here, I'm just writing exactly what happened, and what happens. Anyway, so after the theft of my crap Brita filter, I cancelled my Netflix subscription, there's obviously no way I can have anything to do with a group of people who steal from me in this manner; why would I want actors in my life? NO THANKS particularly ones from the UK who are obviously criminals. That was 2023, now I just stick to YouTube and Prime Video, but then over the next 3 years, prime video; man, some of those actors are arrogant; I feel like they kept sending me bad actors on a metaphysical level, it's like they think, the reason I'm watching them is to connect with them? THIS IS NOT TRUE, I do not want to connect with you at all, I do not want to talk to you, I have no desire to have any kind of relationship with you. I find it strange how they can't comprehend this, as they're so arrogant. In the end I had to cancel my prime video, and they asked me the reason, and I told them because they were sending me metaphysical rapists. The following day, I had at least 3 backlash incidents from actors, {rapists don’t like to be told that they are rapists}; saying ‘it's normal’ – WELL, no it's not you 'stupids' -not without my permission thanks very much. Rapists, thieves, and harassers; what the hell is wrong with you all, this behaviour is unacceptable. You are not welcome in my life. Being on TV does not give you permission. You surely can't be that stupid? Turns out they are. Sliver of a dream. I have to work everything out from a sliver of a dream. If you cannot get within 10 feet of a woman when she’s awake – same applies when she’s asleep – YOU LITTLE COWARDS. I want to specifically mention those women in the industry who know of these completely undesirable people, ones who are completely socially retarded, or known thieves and disrespectful people, and they deliberately send them to me because they want to try and get rid of them out of their community, so by pushing them onto me, those idiots can obsess about me, and leave those other women alone. Those women require a bullet to their head too. I blame mothers for all stupid behaviours. Those retards are from utter hopeless families. There is a lot of hatred for women: so, you stupid little thieves: stop taking your aggression for your mother, out on innocent women like me! You’re NOT INVITED. And you know what, since nobody else has the guts to talk about this, it is why the whole thing continues to happen. Btw, at my next address, {yet another one}, the jug that goes along with that stolen filter was also stolen! (I suspect guests, from the movie industry who were staying at my neighbours all week, stole it – I went round there and confronted them (the guests had already gone by then). They are a couple (the girl, wife I think? was a short blonde girl, well what do you know), she rudely demanded I leave the premisses after hearing my accusations. She is non thinking dog. They had other guests who stole my essential oils aswell, heaps, multiple times, {I have had to ‘hide’ my oils, as in, put them in a spot that is not easily accessed, so neighbours sneaking in to my house, would not have time to go through the process of ‘unboxing’. It’s a bloody nuisance. They have other guests who make sound recording noises too. Curlews and rooster. I was later told by the landlord, that girl used to be friends with the previous tenant and was always over here – so she would be familiar with the layout. Utter stupidity. And they are not the only neighbours who steal either. Plus, there are the bloody stupid motorbikers over on Finnato rd who harass me – they seem to be using the revving sound to goad me on? Not really sure what for – it is so utterly stupid. I suspect they are from the movie industry. Newsflash Movie industry: I don’t want to talk to you ever, let alone deal with your harassment at the neighbours for the following 4 weeks after a show ends. Also btw, the landlord came round one day with 2 of those filter jugs, brandnew still in box. He asked if I wanted them, said they were spare from the back of his shed!! 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. Cunts. 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. PERVERTS 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. There was another one too; there’s an area that is not ever mown, it’s near a steep creek underpass, and I planted a tree there, and so of course what does Council do 12 months later, they come along and mow that area with a special crane Lawnmower, to reach it. They would not of mown it if I didn’t plant a beautiful tree there. Destroy destroy destroy - no regard for the environment, and in fact Queensland wide, so far, I have noted these councils are completely backwards, compare to the rest of the nation when it comes to the environment, (2022). 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 Dads house 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. And, just by the by, there is landcare nursery in Mackay, but only council are allowd to purchase from them, it is not open to the public!! Can you believe that - some major issues going on. 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. Items Stolen at Sarina - Page 1 NEXT 1(this) 2

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 Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Wikipedia, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon, and my new fake name account on Flickr is blocked to everyone but me). They can track me, and as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, I have tried to open several now, all deleted, those computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID. Do they realize how much time goes into putting up your profile, what it means for some stupid little twit to just delete it? Stop making ME into the bad guy, you TV raised wannabe heroes. (Its exactly like that show on telly, Superman, before Clart Kent left school). After 4 years of being ban from facebook, in 2024 I found I could open another Fb account under a different name, and same with ebay, but an account under a different business name – OH NO NOT A NUISANCE AT ALL. So, in 2024, there was some stupid Chinese IT girl nerd, who made a big deal of communicating; that she had “made a mistake”, on Netflix, I think it was Netflix (a business who are notorious for stealing from me, especially in 2023). I suspect that this is the stupid girl who literally has been stalking me online and deleting all my accounts; she implied several times that she had made a mistake. And that was it. There was no apology, no compensation, or any other information at all. I mean I can't even guarantee that it was some stupid Chinese girl IT nerd, because on Netflix they use people like puppets, so it could be someone else manipulating some Chinese actress. But after I heard this, I went to create another account on Facebook, and I could, my account was no longer deleted, so I know that this was “the stupid IT nerd” talking to me. I also created another account on eBay to sell my seeds, I had to use a different business name which is just ridiculous because I had a lot of customers and they know my business name, so having to change my name is just stupid - it goes along with “the stupid IT nerd” - they truly have no common sense at all. And, after a while, I'm pretty sure two of platforms who banned me; flicker and Spoon-flower, tried to coax me back into opening an account with them - And so I would just like to say, mmm, how does that song go, 'no way, get fucked, fuckoff'. I literally spent six years building up my studio portfolio on both, I sold quite a few fabrics on SF, I purchased even more, and they didn't even offer to reinstate my account portfolio, or apologise or compensate for all the missed royalties over 4 years. Just fucked little girls. And, get this on flicker, at some point, before I was ban, my photos were all in the public domain; I had a whole heap of plants and flowers, all available to the public if they wanted to use them for anything. But I noticed when I did a Google search for one of my plants: none of them showed, and they had been on Flickr for years, it was like only I could see them if I was logged in. Such IT cunts. Just like my google map reviews. They're seriously needs to be some sort of government policy mandating online platforms because they are run by twits. In late 2024 there was a gov mandate to ban all under 16-year-olds from using social media, I feel this is a good thing). But in 2024 I'm still being harassed by Microsoft and Apple IT nerds; they appear to be doing the opposite, like whenever there's an update, they remove features instead of adding, from my PC and ipad and iphone, like I can no longer use Siri, I can no longer use tab search, I can no longer use form auto fill. Just seriously nuisance people with no life, and are still OBSESSED with me. I think they must be third borns. Once again, before I go on, I want to try and express how angry I was, after I was ban from such popular, accustomed sites. If you heard someone talking like this out on the street in a conversation, especially if they could hear my tone too, they may probably run away scared as hell. (Well, I know a lot of people would, most people are complete pussies) But what they did to me is outrageous. I should be angry. I should be mad as hell. In fact, its comparable to in China, they have a one child policy, and if a couple has more than one child, then the second, and every child thereafter; doesn’t receive recognition that he or she exists, as in, no birth certificate, or identification. And while I think having a ‘one child’ policy is fantastic, obviously, not acknowledging someone’s existence is pretty bad, pretty bad being a complete understatement of just how bad that would be. (This is what I was taught, but their policies have changed since). I feel this is what they are doing to me, they are trying to write me out of existence, and to lose all credibility. And so, when you’re reading something like “burn in hell you stupid dog” try not to freak out, and remember what they’ve done, and how you would feel if someone was trying to write you out of existence. Sometimes I get feedback about my stories “you lose” that one, “you won” that one…. well guess what, I’m not trying to write a great blog. I’m just writing about my life and what’s going on. A lot of people are going to have issues with it. Truth telling. People don’t really like the ugly truth. Although sometimes the feedback is ”Well that’s not so bad, thinking since I’ve been “ban”, that it’s going to be incredibly offensive”. And, its really NOT bad! Everyone interpret things differently, and has different expectations of what they ought to be reading. I just want to make a point of saying: I’m not trying to win any competition, any writing competition or best blog competition!! My blog is way more a cathartic tool for me rather than an “entertainment purpose” for somebody else. So, back to the bloody dogs - do they know about the dogs I have when I go down the street, so its best if I only purchase online – but they have ban me from ebay - ebay staff are LUDICROUS, burn in hell. Btw, I have talked about what eBay have done online in other arena’s, (where for some reason, I have not been ban) because I think it’s completely wrong and literally communistic to ban someone from the marketplace. An injustice. And now I get eBay emailing me insinuating that the reason I was ban, was because I didn’t pay my monthly fees - which is absolute garbage. I paid my monthly fees via an automated PayPal system, so whenever it’s due, it gets paid. I don’t owe them anything, but when they banned me, in such a revolting manner, I went onto my PayPal account and cancelled my contract agreement with them. And it’s so happened, that that month, which was only halfway through, had a few dollars accumulation. So, they’re trying to blame that fee amount, as the reason why my account was deleted. When it was not. They deleted my account for discriminatory reasons, they are cunts. And I will not be paying the accumulated final fee until my account is reinstated, which I have advised them of on many occasions. I strongly suspect all of the recent items that have been stolen this year, was from them - bimbo IT Nerd revenge – carried out by my neighbours who play sides – stupid. (There was one ebay staff who implied that it is actually some of the sellers on ebay, actually a lot of them, who are stealing from my house, after they obtain my address. – I am not sure if that is true) None of the coward ‘bann-ners’ wanted to communicate with me at all about the reasons - oppressive Nazi personalities. Hence, I have created my own website, and they cannot shut me up. (I feel my google photos and Pins have also been blocked, but I am not sure about this.) And before I was banned from Facebook, at least I got one thing in, that is, brought something into social consciousness, and that is the “oven oven icebox icebox” that is, Shipping Container living, especially here in north QLD. Can you believe powers that be (rich powers that be) where encouraging people to buy shipping containers, cut a hole in for a window, then another hole for a door, - and call that a home - OUTRAGEOUSLLY CRUEL and unacceptable form of housing. I strongly feel describing my life in the following light helps tremendously, as, in Australia there are so many jealous bitches (seriously, huge problem, they are jealous of everything (including my bowels {yes, I really mean my bowel} and they would steal it if they could – some hopeless mothers do not know how to feed their kids properly, and so they grow up to have bowel problems) -Jealousy is from bimbo women who have more than 2 kids, 3rd born jealousy thing, carries through their whole life) Don’t blame me for your crap childhood, or your crap parents. Anyway, by describing my life here, it will put an end to this big jealousy problem (and has done so a lot, (there is no money here) But they still steal, and it’s from jealousy and a feeling of superiority over me, as in, you do not deserve that good thing, but I do, the main motivation to steal, jealousy - you love me, you want to be me. lol – so dysfunctional to be jealous) Did you know jealousy is a Sin in the Christian religion? Does anyone know any Australian women that aren’t jealous bitches? I do not. If you weren’t worshipping every step I take, you wouldn’t be watching. If you’re taking the time to read this you might wonder “why is this girl writing her life here? Who is her target audience? And no one really gives a shit?” - I do still continue to have people who follow, harass and hound me, STILL and it’s those people in particular, I know will see this blog, and indeed a lot have stopped harassing me and stealing, with their attitude, “oh I am not jealous anymore”, so, they see what I say about them, and possibly start thinking…. But, also, it is some of those ones who have read about themselves, who are suddenly protesting and trying to get me evicted from any social media websites or forums and indeed at present, I’ve got someone trying to close my website down, so I can assure you all this writing is not in vain, it works. The older I get the more I can see how oppressed both Australia and America really are, the FEAR about being angry or seeing someone express their anger is EXTROADINARY (so backwards still about this, and gov officials will still declare you as mentally ill with schizophrenic if you display anger, AH DER no such thing as schizophrenic. Speak out, stand up to thieving bullies and don’t be afraid to name names. And admin, have some guts; stand strong against women complaining about other people-they always have an ulterior motive, how are you going to make the world a better place if you do not even want to be aware what’s going on. (Oh, and again I do not have a mental illness, just thieving guilty (popular) bullies, would wish for it to be true) and, I AM NOT A DRUNK. I do not drink at all, nor am I am on drugs, I am just ANGRY, you silly bimbos) And, you know what, since I’ve written this on my blog about the fact that I don’t drink, I have definitely noticed a change in some of the current movies that I watch where there are people in typical party scenes who would normally be getting trashed, they are opting to say to their peers I don’t drink. This is something that has never been done before in Australia or America - alcohol is kind of rife. So, I like the idea that I’m giving people a choice, you don’t have to bumble along and get drunk and be a party person to have a good time in your 20s and 30s. Although I feel, pretty much every adult over the age of 40 that I have encounted, usually ends each night on the couch drunk. I make a point a point of not contacting anyone after 6pm, as I know they will most likely have started drinking (landlords especially), and thus are antagonistic, rude and resentful at being disturbed. Before I put here the blurb story, I had on Rav (account for 10yrs, and also Flickr, another account for 12yrs, that was deleted, by nazis) where I name names, apparently it is quite shocking if you’re an uptight housewife type, or a sheltered child, brace yourself. {I heard there was one girl who read my blog, and afterwards, then entered into an arranged marriage! No single lady persecution for her!}. I will do a quick recap of what has happened to bring me to this point in my life: including my pride and joy garden that was stolen! I had spent years building it up, I started gardening in 2000, and it was now 2017, so years and years, and at least $60,000 on the Rangari garden (incl 2 fruit tree tunnels, 5kw solar panels, 2 sheds, lap pool….….actually prob more close to $70000, incl any spare cash I had each week, went to 100’s of plants, over the 10 years), as you would have read in the above photo story “Stolen Garden”, so this little bit continues from there: I believe in the end; it was pure garden jealousy/bullying was the reason that I had to leave Rangari. So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food / good health had been stolen. The only positive part of my eviction was that I could leave the petty thievers behind (or so I thought (- mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, the short blonde discriminatory sales girl (who may have been incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman??), overcharged me (stole from me). Which was why she (they) continued to do it; I mean $2200 is a big incentive isn’t it?) {The Good Guys – that is why they opened in Tamworth}. In about 2016/17, sometime back then, I was watching this documentary about Fraser Island dingoes. It was good, informative, pleasant, it showed the dingoes in their natural friendly manner for the duration of the show. Towards the end of the show, they showed something most interesting. One of the crew had brought their young child along, she would’ve been about 4 or 5, I guess. All the crew had got to know the dingoes, and had befriended them, there was an element of trust that the dingoes had with them. But the film was showing this little girl on her own, just separated from the group, and one of the dingoes came up to her, and she patted it, it was licking her face in a typical friendly dog manner, then another one joined in, and then another, and another. Now what happened then was quite scary - the camera was on, so I am thinking it may have been a trap to show the viewers the nature of these dogs, but what these dingoes did was go from that friendly licky dog, to suddenly now all circling this girl and we could see, as a viewer, in a matter of moments, these dingoes had taken on a totally aggressive manner, the lick turned into hair pulling, the trotting/skipping about had turned into stalking, and there was slight ‘pounce’ attempts in play, but with a serious slight gnarl, like a dry run, and they clearly would soon have started attacking this little girl, she was pray. So, I guess lucky someone was watching, and the girl was pulled to safety. But from this video we can clearly see the nature of these dingoes and indeed they are most likely to eat a baby or a small child if given the opportunity. It’s just a natural instinct for them. They are not evil, and anyone who would shoot a dingo for such behaviour is ridiculously backwards. Anyway, I put the story here because this major theft, and the people that harass me in Gunnedah and Tamworth; this is what they’re like. You know they must see my curly long hair, then even hear me speak (apparently, I’ve got a really high voice, or did), and I’m always out on my own. And it triggers something in them, they start behaving like those bloody dingoes in pack mentality (I’m going to stick to calling them dogs) Obviously those girls who harass me aren’t dingoes, they aren’t dogs, they are human, and so their behaviour is evil. If you can’t class those girls as evil, then it is stupidity. Back to my reasons as to why it may have been a good thing I left; I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is an outright power tripping bully - he is disgusting. But this story is not about that. I want to write down what happened after I was given 3 months’ notice that November 2017, just before summer hit (and it was hot that year, no rain at all, year 5 of drought) btw the Carter family, are “the wrong side of the railway track”, and ironically one of the wealthiest farming families in Australia. I placed 2 adds in local newspapers for a farmhouse and searched all online sites and placed adds online too. And approached all the real estates in Gunnedah. NOTHING Now, the thought have having to pack up everything was daunting enough, especially given the state of my arms (very sore) and I had a foot injury that was taking all eternity to heal, (2yrs later in QLD was diagnosed by a Chiro as Collapsed Arch, bloody incompetent Gunnedah doctors, another story; unable to walk properly for 5 yrs now, I still have it (2022), as I did major damage wearing the work boots that had a “deliberate” hole in the sole, (to deliberately handicap me) whilst having to move 5 times in 2018-2020) actually, I need to interrupt my story and briefly talk about this, as it has greatly contributed to this blog, having time to write due to not being able to walk. I found out if you have had your condition for longer than 3 years, it stated I would be entitled to receive Disability pension, which is $300 more a fortnight than my current income, I did finally put in a claim in 2021, but Centrelink denied me (even though I know 2 women my age on it, and have no disability at all, 1 has a 14yr old son – so it is not what is wrong with you, but who you know, determines whether or not you get the money). So, nothing wrong with them, but they don’t have to do the jobseeker activities answer to cunty jobs providers and centerlink staff, not to mention Dep of Education. Plus they get heaps more money, meanwhile, I can’t walk for more than 5 minutes at a time. It is really NAZI of Centrelink to deny me – and those people that did, will be getting cancer and dying. I later found out, if you can work at all, they will not give it to you, it is only for bed ridden or paralysed chair people. Since I can sell my seeds now without hurting my foot to badly, they refused me. But this does not explain the other people I know who receive it and have no disability at all. It wouldn’t suit the bullies at all, if I were to have more money. Little birdie told me it’s because they’re too busy having fun doing the class thing; I have mentioned on this blog, read my “The Big Jelly Baby Scam”, and indeed they do play that game. I recall a group of women from the UK, I was advised they were distant relatives of the Royal family, aristocrats or wannabe types. And having seen me before, living at Rangari with my huge garden that I created for myself and my cats; and now seeing me live where I am now, and to hear about all the unpleasant things that has happened to me via this blog, they were so happy, and so pleased that I had been ‘cast out’, and they told me my house was ‘shed status’, and not a normal house, but merely shed status, and in an area of extreme bad air quality. Such glee they were portraying - just one of many incidences I have experienced when it comes to other people taking pleasure in somebody else’s misfortune. I have a sneaking suspicion that one of the reasons aside from my big beautiful garden, that they wanted to handicap my foot, was so I couldn’t move about properly and be healthy, and therefore put on weight and look more normal, rather than tall and slim. I think this, because, back at school especially, I’d always been very slim, and it’s been a topic of extreme jealousy by most women, some more than others, - short women especially are jealous, especially 3rd borns, they think my life is easier as I am taller, and thus have a psychological advantage – and they do not want me to have any advantage at all. Back then it was very desirable to be unhealthily slim. (Btw, I really like this Gin Gin house, and do not consider it a shed, I love the open plan-ness of it. It maybe is just a bit too small, and there is a big gap, or window up the top that only has chicken wire – no glass, so in winter is freezing, and summer is boiling, which are both causing health problems. But in QLD, things could be much worse, this is the state who wants everyone on low income living in shipping containers! Liberal government. I have plenty to say about non-thinking house design in other photo stories. {If it were up to me, we all would be living in mansions – and btw, the reason we are not, is not due to money and the current and past economics, the real reason is because there are so many rich snobby hoity-toitys that like playing the ‘class’ game they get kicks on thinking someone is inferior to them. I tell you, a lot of people in this country should be ANGRY AS HELL} Anyway, it is a good thing I am a Crafter - when you’re a Crafter, you know that there is absolutely no time to spare, because any spare moment you have, you can do one of your crafts. Like my knitting, although sore arms make this limited. I do believe this is why I especially have held a grudge against anyone who wastes my time, because I always have something better that I can be doing, rather than being put on hold or attend pointless appointments, or be given the run-around by sales people, or call centres, or Centrelink people. They are HUGE time wasters. You know life is pretty short, and anyone who wastes your time, even for five minutes, is unworthy of being in your presence. I value other people‘s time, I value my time, I expect you to value my time to. So, back to my “cast out” story, not actually having anywhere to move to was downright terrifying, not like in my youth when I could easily just pack up and move to where the new job was or as the situation required, it was an extremely stressful time, with what seemed like only haters at every turn in Gunnedah. I went through my phone book, and basically called every farmer that I knew, which proved to be of no help at all and, and most were downright rude, but one of them was a previous landlord on a farm out near Keepit Dam where I used to live before moving to Melbourne / RMIT, for a brief time, her name was Karen Cull, she was a teacher at the local high school, she mentioned I should call an old x school teacher Prue Kesby, as they had a house out near the Cull farm ( although Karen said she and Robert were now divorced and she no longer lived on the farm) Now, as I was talking to Karen, it was the bizarrest thing, she literally sounded like a little girl, it was very peculiar, and my instincts said NOWAY, HANG UP, DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SILLY PERSON. But, as I knew Karen, and knew she was not a little girl, (although there was one incident; we were in Tamworth for the day, I was doing an upholstery job for her. We were choosing fabric. We were outside a fancy restaurant, where before we had just been in, talking to some people I knew. And she deliberately threw something of mine, well scattered it on the ground, so I had to kneel down and pick them all up, when she just stood over me. To all the onlookers there in the restaurant, this act looked rather inappropriate, so basically, she has some control issues that she should work on, and leave me out of it - this type of behaviour is dysfunctional. I have noticed, this behaviour is typical to school teachers, I would go so far as to say 90% of school teachers (public school) have these self-important and major control issues, and want all the kids to worship them.) In fact, I think I need to interrupt my story, and do a whole special, other paragraph, to talk about this, because I have experienced it a lot; a lot of women don’t seem to be able to handle other women as their equal. They can only handle subordinates, which is why especially your find a lot of these women as teachers because they get to be around children, as in people that they can feel superior over, it is a serious dysfunction. Plus, it is widespread. I remember my grandmother, who wasn’t a school teacher, she was a housewife all her life, with three girls, but she definitely couldn’t handle other women as her equal, and all throughout her children’s adult lives, she still wanted them to remain as children, so she could treat them as subordinates. The very meaning of subordinate is a lower rank, or position, or of lesser importance, inferior, and needs another person to have authority and control over them. I know that expression “oh, you think your better than me!” this is where it comes from. From dysfunctional women wanting to treat other people as their personal subordinates. So, I guess for Karen Cull, and all other women in fact (my landlord Catie Rogers) that I’ve ever encountered, guess what, I am your equal, you are not better than me, you are not superior in anyway, you have major dysfunction, is all. Anyone can wear the dress! {reference from that wonderful movie “Maid in Manhattan”}. And I know I, (you!lol) would prefer you deal with it, rather than take out your dysfunction on me. So widespread! I definitely wouldn’t be friends with any school teachers. And in fact, in my experience, this is probably the reason why most women don’t like me, because they want to feel superior to me, as I am single and poor, but I don’t let them, so it pisses them off. I remember back when I was 18, all I would have to do is put on a Red Hot Chili Peppers T-shirt, and put my hair over my eyes, and people would think that I was on drugs; they think this because they wish it to be true, because then they could feel superior, as they themselves are not on drugs and thus better than. Then they think their knowledge of me gives them permission to act superior, when really they've just concocted this whole superiority issue for themselves. Not on drugs! I was just merrily humming along thinking Red Hot Chili Peppers were pretty good back when I was 18! I'm middle age now -they're not! Just a few weeks ago, I was comparing my life to a young woman from the past, Dido Elizabeth Belle (1761 – 1804) who was treated one way by her loving white family, and as she was black, and another disrespectful way by the community where she lived. - I say this because whenever I venture out, I often get harassed, followed, and pickpocketed, plus all the other shenanigans people get up to, I would often come home at Rangari, in tears. People are crap, crap bullies. Yet, when I am at home sitting on the couch eating my healthy home grown food, watching my favourite shows, I truly feel like a bit of a princess! I am treated as another viewer, a respected member of the public. So rare! Then I get back to my life and just noticed something else that has been stolen.... - it’s almost like there are two versions of life. Some shows, as in a lot now, have the dogs on them now, who harass me, they have taken over certain sectors of the entertainment industry - since I hardly ever go into town, they must love harassing me so much, they can't get enough of it. Stupids, brainwashed by primary school teachers.) One stupid bully told me she was exacting revenge on behalf of some blonde bimbo in the tv industry who cried, when she “herd” me use a swear word and was “upset” by me! Seriously, that’s what those stupid blonde women do. They are fucking NUTS. I CAN’T HEAR YOU! Stupid Sharon Morgan – trying to save movie star! Some ‘old and wise’ person, said it was not “crying from hearing swear word” that was just the excuse she used to manipulate bully dog into exacting revenge; it was crying from being jealous. JEALOUS. Like some women are so messed up and threatened by other women who they perceive as “better than”, that they do mean nasty spiteful things. So in my case, she (no idea who, but there seems to be many of such fucked up women), she used some stupid bimbo in my local area to be a bully, she manipulated stupid dog by crying (you've all seen those movies women really do that apparently!! And other women fall for it.) So, I'm wondering what is the stupid girl in the television industry so jealous of??? Is it my vast amounts of money that I have!! Maybe my extreme beauty!!! lol My abundance of looooving and adoring family and or friends??? Lol. Yeah right! So, I determined, it is jealous of the fact that I'm not married and don't have kids, which intern prohibits ‘one’ from operating in society in a lot of situations; because you're perceived as someone who's not normal and then are discriminated against. And this exclusion intern provides ‘freedoms’. Little perks of being different from the norm. The same ‘old and wise’ person said they're jealous of me “winning” and them not “winning”. Well, there must be some sort of imaginary game that they've concocted of WHAT THEY THINK WINNING IS, but see; “exacting revenge” because she was jealous is plain stupid - that's the kind of stupid 3rd born things that I have to deal with. I personally wouldn't not hang out with someone who would be jealous of me, as I would perceive them ultimately to be stupid. Did I invite that jealous woman into my life? NO, I DID NOT, yet, through no choice of my own, I've got to put up with this jealous stupids dysfunction, plus the dysfunction of some stupid bimbo dog who does as she’s commanded. When it all boils down to the fact that I didn't do anything at all to provoke those STUPID WOMEN. Merrily plodding along, minding my own business. (Business of selling seeds and growing plants). And this happens to me all the time because women are SO FUCKING STUPID. Btw, on YouTube now, if I see any dogs harassing me via their ‘position of power’, I can just delete their whole channel!! I love it. No stupid jealous dogs for me thanks very much. I went to delete one such channel, and YouTube hid the channel from me, so I was unable to have that satisfactory moment! and another time after I deleted a quack Dr channel, they undeleted it! Such online tracking pervert cheekiness. Anyway, back to my story, I was so excited about the prospect of relief from all my stresses of finding a farmhouse, I was on the phone straight away to speak to Prue (and Mark) Kesby. And, I could not believe my luck, they had a sweet little brick farm house in a secluded area, perfect for me (as being single, I am targeted by female thieving bullies (and old NEGS girls) in Gunnedah, so I need somewhere private, I really do) and Prue and Mark seemed absolutely super, so nice, the both offered to help me move my stuff (very rare). So we started, we hauled about 5 Ute/trailer loads in the heat of that summer, btw, I want to mention during one of the trips I made over there, - I went the back way, through the Crooks place, they gave me a key) I was followed by a Ute with 2 guys and I didn’t see them until I reached the end of this particular road and they beeped at me, they got out of the Ute and came up to my window, said “what the hell was I doing, was I lost?) –very aggressive manner, and like it was any of their business? It was odd, I told them I was moving into the Kesby farm, they left. (See, dogged, wherever I go. Get a life!) Anyway, it was arranged that I would feed Mark and Prue’s animals and water their plants that coming week as it was Xmas and they were going away, they paid me $100 in advance for my efforts. And in the mean time I helped them plaster a wall in the house, as it was not quite finished, so 1 whole day doing that. BUT, the next morning I received a phone call saying they had changed their mind and did not want me living in the house, as Angela Crook their neighbour did not want me living next to them, as they had read my article online, about a colleague of Prue’s, a primary school teacher - Debbie Croft, who spent the whole of my 4th class humiliating me ( I was very tiny, an oompa loompa, the smallest in the class), choosing me as her ‘whipping boy’ to get the boys to do their work or else ‘look what happens’ (Apparently, this a common teaching method for certain teachers, because, they say, it works {DISCUSTING}. I guess, Prue, as a teacher did not like the fact that she/they could be held accountable for their POWERTRIPPING BULLY behaviour later. (I had not even started writing my blog back then) She would’ve seen that article on Ravelry.com, which I was later banned from – I would say because of people like Prue Kesby putting in complaints to Rav, and coward women on Rav, giving in to them. COWARDS. How can you fix these things if you don’t even want to know about them COWARDS. So, at that point I didn’t even have a blog, and I hadn’t really even begun writing about my life (think they were offended before – try reading it now you stupid bloody women). I just wrote 2 or 3 articles, and especially that one, because I felt it was so important to do something about that disgusting teaching tactic, that primary school teachers have been getting away with for so many generations - it causes so much dysfunction and I can’t believe it still goes on. WAKE UP. And, if you think my life is offensive, try living my life, try seeing things from my perspective. This is why I’m writing about my life, anyone who is offended by anything I write, should be offended by the whole community, because this is what happens to me, and I’m merely writing it down. I have very strong convictions about FreeSpeech, and anyone that asks me to remove any of my writings, I will strongly condemn and assume as guilty. So, that was it, back to major stress out, and big shame on Prue Kesby, who would like to live with her head buried in the sand, like a little girl. (Again, the irony of the situation). I would like to point out also, when one is in the housing market, the real estate agent doesn’t say, “if you purchase this house, you have to adopt the family who live next door aswell, one comes with the other!!” It’s the same for renters, we are only interested in the house. 1 family is enough. And looking back at Karen’s phone call, then Prue’s behaviour the evening before she made her announcement, - call me paranoid, but I am inclined to think she and Karen had planned this big set up from the beginning ‘teach me a lesson’, that would be typical public-school tactics, and reminiscent of the 3 teachers from my primary school that used to hold staff meeting to come with ways to humiliate me, they are hung up on humiliation. BTW, someone that takes ‘gunshots’ like that, is not a teacher, that person is the child running loose around the schoolyard, that infact needs the teacher to come along and call for order. And really, do they think I am going to remove my posting? Stupid bitches, again the irony. All involved need to be saved as they are going to hell for sure. (Plus, I have twice seen Karen (or a look a-like) since then, when I have needed landlord references, so I think someone goes and gets her, same as all the other bullies they get from my past, seems to be for the point of harassment, as they never actually approach me or speak to me?) I need to point out here, the same thieving problems I had a Rangari and Kookaburra Park, would have followed me to the Kesby house aswell – so I am not sure it would have worked out anyway, - the niave Kesbies sure would not have been able to do anything about the thieving, and the dogs. I could have set up, and planted a whole heap of plants there, (my pool), only to have to move after a couple of years anyway? Who knows? But I think living at that house still would have been better than any other address I have since moved to. (Not factoring in the climate, and my health). 2. Rangari house , 2008 before I moved in. I have to say, so far, I’ve never been too fussy about appearances of a rental house, because I know I can transform the whole look and feel with the garden. As long as there is a big yard I’m happy. However it seems only a few Gunnedah landlords were ok with me gardening. I have discovered some landlords are completely anal about their garden, even if it’s got none, or it’s really really crap (like that one at Builyan), possibly a territorial dog thing - they think it’s really good, and think that if the tenant does any gardening, they will destroy it! Poor little people, they miss out on my skills and ability! So below, 6 forced rental relocations in 2 years, all, by myself and with a Collapsed Arch, and which is why I now have nerve damage in my ar (except when going into Gin Gin, I had help from 2 facebook boys, 1 good one and 1 bad one) 3. Promised Kesby house, 2018 – the one that I moved half my stuff to then they “changed their minds” due to revolting Angela Crook 4. Long Cottage, 2018 at Gunnedah, 10km out 5. back of bad house at Builyan, 2018 6. moved to Colosseum, 2018 , 12 ute loads by myself including all pool parts - 25mlap pool and horticulture stuff. 7. me on Veranda at house at Colosseum 2019 , age 45yrs 8. house at Village Lane, Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, 2019 9. present day 2022 , teeny tiny unit near Mackay - old hotel BTW, the next location in Gunnedah was even worse, (thieving powertripping landlord and their kids) so after another extremely exhausting and expensive ($3500) move, as I was not able to find anywhere in my home town of Gunnedah to live, and had to move to a suburban country area 700km away in QLD, where I literally have to ‘start again’ (so far, another 5 times), such is bitch life, I recommend NOT having kids, or don’t have any unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 and home school them. BTW, (Since the whole of Gunnedah retailers and local yocals were stealing from me (I was really targeted by them, it is a hateful town, passive aggressive underground movement – they must be lost now with nothing to do now that I am gone), probably good that I moved, least QLD is warmer, still dry though, water issues WATER ISSUES) But, next spot at Builyan, the only place available on the real estate apps in QLD, not in a city. {oh actually, the only place near the coast, but at that time there were heaps of big old houses in outback Blackall (nice realtor, heaps of bore water, cheap – had signed a lease even, prob should have gone there? Not sure – I do so love the beach, so opted for the Builyan one when it popped up at the last minute. I have to say most of the people who live here, and at Miriam Vale (close by), would have to be the biggest country hick stupid thieves that I have encountered. It's really too bad how that cliche of sleepy country people being that way, fits so perfectly in these two spots. But seriously it's like there are generations breeding new generations of stupid Hicks it's quite disturbing and disgusting. It's like there's been no progress or change or evolution at all. I unhappily lived at Builyan for 4mnths (it was soo awful, and a scam low-income house with other hidden costs, no privacy, no fruit trees at all, still; stealing car hoons, perverted neighbours. See, I was planning on setting up my pool there, it had a HUGE backyard, but I could not, it just was not appropriate for that neighbourhood. (I am amazed how most people do not know how to live, the fail to see what is actually important, they just bumble along breeding like rabbits, blindly killing the planet), (I think my Jobs providers were stealing from me too there) plus harassment from neighbours) Fools Gold! So after Builyan I moved to a farmhouse 40km away at Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland for 6mnths. The lying landlord, Alister Darcy Ward, lied to me about long-term, he clearly stated it was available long term, but no, it was not - he also lied about water, there was literally NO water at that place, as their tank leaked. LIAR, he just wanted someone to fix it, as his angry son who hates his dad, had trashed it, – it is such a monumental task to move, I have no help and no money, that means 12 Ute loads, I now have major arm and shoulder arthritis. – should have gone to Kaye Symanns at Baffle Creek, silly me – when you from a loving family, it’s hard to know and remember that a lot of other people are lying pricks. Btw, knowing that something would not work out, because the landlord is a lying prick, and NOT saying anything to me about it, makes you just as guilty as the lying prick. That offer of a house at baffle Creek from Kaye Simmons would’ve been much better and far more appropriate, suitable and joyful, for me. But because she was honest and said she was eventually going to sell it in two years I said no. Whereas Darcy Ward only intended to keep me there for six months from the get go, after lying saying it was available long term. LIAR, AND, lying about having water for the garden NOT. Plus, he got his windows and doors fixed by me, which involved a lot of good communication and commuting, skills he does not have, so while I lost out big time, he won big time, and I was made out to be the baddie. I mean, can you see how this country works - it’s so fucked. I truly don’t recommend you have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 - it’s really important, and it makes the difference between living a fucked life, and living in a joyful life. So, I believe the local realtor at Builyan / Ubobo, whose name is also Kaye, knew that Darcy Ward was a liar and she didn’t say anything to me. This landlord wanted someone he could control and ‘boss’ about. When it was made clear to him that he could not do this to me (with the help of some swear words) it was further justification that he should not renew my lease, he just waited till all his windows and doors were fixed then booted me.no thanks at all. What is wrong with people, that they want to try to control me? - it is sick, unhealthy and nazi. RACK off, you cannot use me for your dysfunctional power tripping. Wake the hell up country bumpkins. REALLY AND TRULY, DO THESE LANDLORDS THINK I AM LOOKING FOR A ”STOPOVER”? No! you big doofus brains, I need a permanent house.There is something really wrong with the current ways home rentals work. I want to mention here the neighbours at that place at Miriam Vale / Colosseum – scum - Glen Blackburn, and Bev and Bevan Ross; most people in their community would know them as respected members of the community. I know them as extremely disrespectful, unwelcoming and fearful morons. (That includes Trevor Baylis too, who I think was stealing aswell, (no conviction) and has a dog shag who tried to come to his rescue by bullying me on Facebook – idiot – yeah that’ll work.) All play the exclusion game – children. You know, I do now wish to be a part of a community, full of small-minded thieving children types anyway. HAPPY TO BE AN OUTSIDER Also, I had several items stolen from the house when I went into town each time, this list below was what was taken, I suspect the neighbour Trevor Bayliss, and or the landlords wife Julie Ward, and the landlord, and also my Jobs providers Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen. (Those were the only people I knew in the area): None of those people have been convicted. Dogs who can hear me, thus can’t but help themselves to steal . Story of my life. Here is the list of items stolen while I lived on that farm at Colosseum near Gladstone, 2019; {Btw, those 2 girls Tania and Belinda worked for the department of employment and education, and as a part of the terms for that period when they were my contracted Jobs providers, I was meant to be supplied with work shoes or interview shoes should I need – now this was the time when I was still wearing my old workboots that was causing plantar fasciitis, (not that I knew that at the time), but they were tatty, and I asked to get new ones – they flat out refused me. Thus, I was stuck with my old ones for another 2 years which in turn caused even greater irreparable metatarsal damage. The bimbo butterfly affect. Women: the root cause of all evil. And those 2 little girls would have kept that allocated money for themselves, their staff and or their friends. It is women who work for gov department who wrought Centrelink in that thieving manner – total cunts. And Centrelink are totally clueless about dogs who can hear me and continue to ask me to run through their stupid greedy hoops - I had to drive all the way up to Gladstone every 4 weeks (2hr drive up, 2rs again back - it was ABSURD theft by Jobs provider}. FUCKING CUNTS. BURN IN HELL. Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone – RETURNED to wardrobe 2 weeks later. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open Paper Invoices from Wares Windows for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess?) 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (a replacement after someone saw my photo online??) Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, a set up by Coles too Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $35 White hair towel, RETURNED after a big photo online forum stink up on Facebook Dad’s TV vandalized on veranda - $800 EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay??): Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41 crap shoes, Rubber Trolley Tyre from wheel barrow in excellent super strengthened condition, Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi. Weird theft. 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner. PC hacked; files stolen related to Wares Windows Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller, russell-hobbs refunded, faulty. Do not believe seller stole, but someone did – actually in retrospect I think the Gladstone/Builyan Police, Lisa Lynch stole them, like how they stole my Bond; they think I am stealing, when, NO you IDIOTS, it really is your community – the people you know, your friends – they are fucking thieves.) those narc police go on to stalk me for years, and steal from me, out of my house and tickets. 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 $12 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo, could be mailman (female related) FUCK OFF YOU STUPID STUPID GREEDY DOG $10 Half empty bottle of tea tree RETURNED. Terracotta saucer bowl from maidenhair plant $16 Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 2 x7m lengths of polypipe stolen $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix $25 Handwoven coloured woollen cushion $56 (mum wove years ago, it was tatty now, had hole in it – another weird theft) Black plastic recycling crate with plants from my shade house including pink flowering native melaleucas $65 A few frozen roo meats were taken out of the freezer $45 Windchime taken off veranda $12 Probably heaps more I did not notice When I moved, the stealing continued the first week at new address in Gin Gin (-Australia Post related?) common theme at each address, the post office and delinquent workers?? - 12 items stolen through the Gin Gin post office at next address in first month, and the Builyan postal contractor used to deliver my parcels to his friends who lived behind me.) Stupid Sharon Morgan. So next place! Gin Gin, still have harassment problems from neighbors, -there is some idiot who beeps at me every time I do a load of washing. They either live across the road in no 1 or no 2, and either they have a Soundsystem on their Veranda that they use, or they sit for hours in a car close to the horn, on the street out there on the highway, or at no 1 or no 2 -who knows, but they beep regularly. Plus, stealing continues from beeping car hoons and Bunnings girls (although greatly reduced, due to my blogging about my life, and posting it publicly, but stealing – drives me nuts, it is very unempowering, the thieves aim to unempower and cause mental anguish). Stealing is a direct way of alienating me from the community, another form of ‘outcasting’ me. I mean, one would think this is abhorrent, but in my wise oldage, I have known people, many people now, and quite frankly I don’t have a problem with being alienated, actually never have. Except I’m unable to sell any of my second-hand goods on any of the local marketplaces, and since they banned me from eBay, I can’t continue my business on that platform, so this is most definitely a problem {I did find a consignment place, Bundaberg Tender Centre, some things sell, but for extremely little, like $2 for $300 item. I think the owners have carte blanche of my stuff, I guess that’s one of the perks of being an owner of a second-hand store. Or Telstra are putting me through to someone who makes it look that way? (“but you didn’t say hello”…dogs (they do behave slightly oddly, nazi rules) And people from that location follow me and try to steal out of my car. BTW, as I have mentioned on here before, I never a bid at auctions because I have people who, follow me around and try and ‘beat me’ at whatever I do. And bidding is an easy one for them, their aim is to beat me at whatever cost, they don’t care what the real value is either (Ebay knows about this fact in targets certain people who they know, ‘must win’ – they end up paying double….suckers! So, at the Bundaberg Tender Centre, I can place bids on items they have had lying around for yonks, and it’s really in their best interest to be nice to me, so if I do this, it will be a guaranteed sale. If I take an interest in it, suddenly it’ll go, it’s really in their best interest not to piss me off. {btw, they charge the seller 25% of the sale price, then they charge the buyer 13% plus $2 processing fee – and, all on 2nd hand goods, that have already had GST charged on them, so it is a bit of a money-making scam for the owner, rather than sellers. I try to stick to the Tip shop for 2nd hand goods} I still have my Farm Plants and Seeds website, and someone from Melbourne has just started a Local Seeds place, I have sold a few there now {yah!}. I suspect some people believe it is the online community on ebay and gumtree that have been stealing from me (?). I do not know, but I am losing at least $5000/year from not being able to go on ebay. And btw, now, 5 years later Gumtree have stopped deleting my new account, but instead they just delete my listings, randomly for no reason. There are some major idiots running online companies. I have had to give a lot of my stuff away, like reems and reems of irrigation/plumbing, just whole heap of stuff, $1000’s of dollar’s worth. there seems to be a monopoly on 2nd hand goods. I noticed in Gunnedah and Tamworth, I also had dogs follow me to second-hand shops, and they would buy everything and take it down to Sydney where they could get three times the price (I suspect they had free travel) and in fact the shop in Tamworth, that good second-hand shop on Peel st, closed down because there’s literally no no more second-hand goods left in Tamworth! Town full of ‘made in China’ now!! And air quality is extremely bad here, next to HWY, some mornings when I open the back door onto the Veranda, the smell is just putrid, I have to literally hold my breath, the exhaust fumes are disgusting. I want EV mode please (that is all electric vehicles, and EV cruise mode down the HWY!) And constant noisy trucks, often who compression break, I could literally count the number of good night’s sleep on 1 hand. (This changed after I wrote this, much better sleep now, but still noisy trucks, bikers, hoons, delinquents, a problem – there is a specific ‘truck’ thing that happens, more about that later) as well as the typical social problems in any neighbourhood like theft, harassment and bitchy busybodies. Plus, no water, no fruit trees, or veggies, intermittently. And really poor soil. So, there are several greedy and selfish users, who put sprinklers on all day every day. So, water runs out. HUGE NEGATIVE. They should charge for water consumption, it would never run then, and each house does have a water meter (the fact that they do not do this is stupid body corporate). WATER PROBLEMS I often miss my garden at Rangari, and curse the dogs for my removal and my foot handicap. BUT actually, things could be way worse, least here I have a tree view, and a lovely big garden with gums and room for whatever I want to plant and sometimes water. Often my neighbours are away, which is heaven, although I think my landlord is covering for her friend Win who is stealing from me, he has a key?? No conviction – and more about that later in photo story. (Small frame? – moth to flame situation again) Plus COVID19, so I have some cash to buy nice food, meat! But I feel I am stuck here, when perhaps I should be living in the tropics?? I feel there is this strange phenomena, and it’s hard to explain, but like the powers that want to be (old men) are kind of playing “Simon Says”, so if Cate doesn’t say so, then it doesn’t happen. So, if Cate wants me here paying rent, then that’s what happens, because she’s the landlord, so she wins. So, I have to stay here regardless of what I want - you know all my life, I’m pretty sure that this hasn’t been the way it is - if I want to move to somewhere, then I just up and go, but at this point in my life, it doesn’t seem to be like that, I can’t just do what I want any more, there seems to be idiots wanting to play “Simon Says” , and there are these completely annal rental l girls who want 5 different references, (Louise Aguuir and Sarah Guy) not only from last landlord but personal ones too – I JUST WANT TO SCREAM AT THEM, THOSE LITTLE BIMBO IDIOTS. Plus, do things like block my Internet, so I can’t go onto a real estate listing, or I can’t put up my notice in the local notice area, because the newsagency owner picked a fight with me, like it was a deliberate ploy so I wouldn’t be able to post up any local adverts. My landlord contacts me just before I go into town, and then she starts talking about the same things that I’m going to be doing like the dentist. Or Big W. It’s like she’s kind of jealous if I do anything that involves leaving the house. In non-thinking jealous dog territorial form. Plus, I have caught her out in several lies to me about the house, and I can clearly see how she tries to save herself. But when I told her no, to painting the house, she threw a tantrum and gave me notice to leave – 8mnths before lease ends. So, she has some problems, and is a faker (My application was rejected from another real estate, and it would have been because of her phone call with them. (I have never had an application rejected in my life, Louise Aguuir and Sarah Guy). Here is a good time to talk about this observation, as it has come about from living in various socio-economic neighbourhoods. Before you read this next paragraph, I recommend you read my Photo story called “We all need the right nutrition from the womb” on Page 8 in Life Stories. Then to add to that story, here, another little one, involving my cats, showing an example of exactly what I am talking about when it comes to various landlords from various sectors. Inevitably, my cats would come onto my bed and sleep at night. I had one in particular, who, without fail, every night, would curl up at my feet and sleep there all night. He loved being patted, and loved being close to me. He was an affectionate cat. One night, when he was about 12yrs, I just had, had enough, I was like ‘no lil, leave me alone, I want to sleep without any cats touching me’ and disturbing my sleep. I picked up Lil and put him on the ground, said ‘off you go now’. And that was the end of that, he wasn’t too shaken up about it, he was a very good-natured cat and found somewhere else to sleep. However, a short time after Lil died (tragically by spot-on flea/tick chemicals) I had another cat, Violet who decided, she would start hopping on my bed, and sitting on my face, generally disturbing my sleep. One night, I had enough of her, picked her up, put her down, said off you go Violet. BUT, unlike Lil, Violet immediately just jumped back up on my bed. It’s like she didn’t have any respect for what I said and did, even though she gets treated the same way that I treat all my cats. But my cat Lil, who was first born, was smart enough to realise about ‘respect’, whereas Violet, the 7th born, didn’t have ‘the smarts’ enough to work out, and realise about respect. RESPECT - literally a nutrition related problem. And this is the same thing with my landlords, I have noticed that the kind of person (definatly not restricted to landlords) but who wants to try to ‘boss me about’ and ‘Lord over me’ so to speak, to literally show no respect towards me and my intentions. Are always 3rd borns. And I hate to say this, most often coincides with low socio-economic factors, and or bimbo women who are asleep at the wheel. Often the ones who are wealthier have more respect and knowledge of the way things are, or at any rate would usually be a little more passive, than being outright disrespectful to someone. It’s like some of them are so incapable of working out how to be ‘respectful’ because they literally can’t, due to their nutritional influence from early childhood and in the womb. (Heath Barwick) (Sharon Morgan) And I believe this was the underlying factor of World War 2 and the nazis – just couldn’t grasp the meaning of the word RESPECT. So, this whole rental situation here at Gin Gin is not fair, and I am trying to leave, but when a landlord is lying about me, and not giving me a decent reference, they only thing I can do is go online and state the truth, which is what I do. The older I get the more I realise how many “fakers” there are out there; people who study part time, only to receive their diploma/degree/whatever, in a specific area, but in reality, to be completely clueless about the subject. It’s more than just that one person‘s needs to try and credit and validate themselves. I believe places of study, universities and colleges, push this practice in order to stay alive, they don’t really care if the end result is not actually relevant to society, so long as they have people paying for titles like Diplomas Bachelors Masters, it will be fine for those people to use those credentials even if there fairly ignorant.{Stop trying to ‘street cred’ yourself, and get back into to the kitchen where you belong! There was a current affairs issue recently describing the problem of bedbugs, especially in France, and I personally believe, (since it’s really quite easy to get rid of bedbugs), that this problem is a modern problem due to the fact that housewives are in limited supply, there’s nobody looking after the house, properly, nobody cooking and cleaning, like they ought to be.} Anyway, it really would be better if I lived somewhere warm anyway, because of my reaction to the cold weather, and this place doesn’t have a window even up the top, it’s just chicken wire, so it’s completely open, and we get frosts here, so that is a little ridiculous. Freezing! I’ll be hard pressed to find somewhere similar or as good as this near the beach, plus all the beaches up north seem to be waveless, I’m not sure I’d like that, I really like bobbing up and down in the surf, so I find myself in a bit of a conundrum at the moment with forces pulling me in all directions, like, I’ve got a strong force of ‘not wanting to move’ because my body is so exhausted, from having to move five times previously (not to mention my life’s work at Rangari garden). I’ve written before I have major arm problems now, and arthritis in my knees, stiff joints. The thought of moving again is just abhorrent. But all my life, if there’s a problem, you just go about living your life in a certain wilful way, until it’s fixed. Anyway, ultimately, it’s up to me where I live, it’s not up to my landlord, or my next-door neighbour, or silly rental young girls, nor anyone else who thinks it should be up to them - this is not a Nazi regime. It’s up to me, especially since I am single. Single ladies get to make life decisions solely, one of the many perks. I believe anyone involved in playing such a game of juvenile “Simon Says”, is playing with fire - you’re going to get burnt badly. So that was the saga of having to relocate. I personally believe that I’m living in a location where I should not be living, and that’s why they steal from me. If I was living where I should be living on my life journey, I wouldn’t have such a problem of theft. People have told me about areas where they live where there’s no stealing, these are all like hoity-toity areas, out of my price range. So not quite sure how I am meant to be living in a hoity-toity area? I do buy a lottery ticket each year, so far, I haven’t won. If anyone knows an area that isn’t extremely priced and it doesn’t have a neighbourhood is full of thieving sell out easily manipulated dogs, please contact me, because that’s where I’m meant to be living. Least I am actually doing something about the small but substantial injustices that prevail in Australia, and I don’t have to live with huge chunks of guilt weighing on my shoulders, and I am not going to be the one turning into an alcoholic. I would like to say, after living in Gunnedah for those last 18 years, with so many things having been stolen from me on a weekly basis; now that I’ve moved “ha ha ha ha ha” – to those stupid bimbos thieves who no longer have me around to steal from. You’re going to be lost without me. Ha ha. (Stupid Sharon Morgan) On a more serious note: (this is the story “Assault in schools and Child Deviants Roam loose in Wolseley Park Gunnedah, NSW, Australia” on Life Stories p2.) Christmas for me usually means a day free of the bimbo dogs, no trucks, no idiots yelling out from neighbours, no girls beeping car horns, the one day I can relax fully (btw, I heard someone say to one to one of the dogs; why do you harass her, and she said; “so, she knows that I am there, listening to her” - STUPID BIMBO dog. FUCK OFF. This issue of vocal harassment is a huge deal for me – they are persistent and unbearable. Years and years of vocal harassment, especially if living in suburbia. (I think too an issue within the police, and why they target me for traffic violations, dog police.) Big problem at Kookaburra Park. Really, I can’t be around zombies at all, not even for a small moment if they are not concentrating. Anyway, but not this year, amongst the quite neighbourhood, there emanated the voice of bimbo dogs, ah …. too bad. Actually, it has occurred who it may be, and I know I should have said something to my parents at the time -naming names, but really, I felt they were not equipped to handle this kind of information, I know now, they still would not have been able to deal with it - typical ‘shove under the carpet’ Australian parents for then, maybe it’s different now, I know most parents/carers will accompany a child pretty much everywhere, one father said he accompanies his son to the park, after he heard this story, for fear of the little girls in the park) But, this ‘unequipped’ reason is why I have been banned from Facebook - because of ‘unequipped’ bimbo mothers who can‘t deal with the negative real parts of life. (I did not name this boy when I was banned on Fb, but if I had not been banned now, I certainly would have - it is VITALLY IMPORTANT to name names, in doing something about it: When I was 9, one of the boys from school (Gunnedah Primary School), John Burke, who lived in Tempest Street near Wolseley Park, sexually assaulted me in that park with his filthy hands, it was painful. That particular person, John Burke is disgusting and he’s now probably a rapist, he should have been punished at the time. There was a witness, she came and saw me later and announced she would testify in court if needed. I of course, had no idea what she was talking about NONE. Btw, currently today, “Children aged 0–9 cannot be charged with a criminal offence. Although, children aged 10–14 can be charged with sexual assault, they are treated differently throughout court proceedings to those aged over 14.“ That 9yr old definatly definitely sexual assaulted me, and he knew what he was doing. Although John Burke is a typical case of a stupid dog doing the opposite, (like I am thinking ‘get away from me’ – so he starts chasing, and then when he caught me, he had to think of something to do, and he did – vile little boy with hopeless stupid parents) you ask yourself why these things happen, maybe this is something I had to go through, to learn what boys are like? (Amongst other male related incidents…) Well, if that the case, I’m telling you my story, so now you know what they’re like; there’re mongrels (you can’t drink around them, or wear short skirts, not that I was, at age 9, or any age for that matter, but apparently those issues are fuel for stupid sexually depraved idiots, and later court juries see those 2 particular things as ‘asking for it’) (maybe now you know, it won’t happen to you - apparently 1 in 5 women are sexually assaulted before the age 18 – and don’t forget ladies no means no, SAY IT – “get off you stupid brute” loud as you can). The reason this is STILL the case, is because these perpetrators are not named and shamed. (Even cases that go through the courts at any age, are not printed about in the newspapers – and there is no law for +18 offenders, (there should be NO protection for any aged sex offender – what is wrong with you?, it’s like the police have had that rule drummed into their head, “well there’re under 18 so you can’t hold them accountable” they are so scared of these old rules, and fail to see the big picture of how perpetrators need to be held accountable, no matter what age) There ought to be much harsher penalties for any adult sex crimes, not only in Australia but worldwide. Rape means life in prison. And its very strange that newspapers do not print all these court cases up, - they only talk about court cases about certain issues. Also, there is the factor that bimbo mothers do not want to see the truth. If I was in charge, the mothers of sex offenders would be going to jail along side their son too – no matter what age the son is either. Crap mothers; compulsory parenting class for EVERY pregnant woman. BTW, this time a male chaser – all my adult life, usually they are female, (as you can see from this blog) women are far more stupid and unaware than men, sad to say - but true -maybe little boys have to be quick learners or they may get into trouble due to their disregard for “care and respect” – like John! Whereas women never get into trouble in my experience, I mean am I to complain to the police, “oh officer there is a 25yr old and 40 yr old girl following me around and doing reflections!!!- they would laugh at me! – they don’t seem to realize that its them who are stealing from me and others.) Btw, strange that a lot of parents do not teach their young girls about the dangers of men, and that some men will come along and try to get them in the sack, one way or the other – use them; they get up to all sorts of tricks and work together with their mates, coming up with evil plans. Lying is 2nd nature when it comes to ‘hooking’ a girl. They cannot be trusted. These are the types of things that ought to be discussed within the family unit.) Wake up parents. Btw, someone interestingly, told me, this is the way, because whoever is the strongest willed in any situation, is ‘in power’ and so far, this has been men, therefore important issues like this, ones to help protect women, {but the same issue, often looked upon by men, as ‘helping’ a man in his ‘becoming a man’}, is overlooked in the whole of society. So, I am not just referring to politics here, (I don’t think), but the ‘will’ of everyone, in each situation. It rings true in my experience. So weird – wake up women, you do need to protect yourself against men. There was a major male dog problem at the airport once that I experienced, I was left so angry after that, and could not believe grown men do this kind of stupid bimbo behaviour too, (talk about bizarro world) - that was after I saw the psycho housemistress from NEGS, Cathy Goldman, she was there in the morning, stalking me, and I think she had arranged for traffic problems, so I would be late and miss my plane? and she yelled out “sorry” from afar; either it was that she was apologising for, or she apologised for my cat who had been kidnapped for 3 months, I’m not entirely sure about her whole existence at all. But that day, after I missed my plane, was one of the worst days of my life. I had to hang around the airport for hours and hours, and oh my god, what is it about seeing a woman on her own they, that triggers something in those dogs - they just can’t handle it, a woman on her own. First of all, I had 2 stupid blonde bimbos harassing me, same as usual, but then after a while they gave up. Then I had grown men, a whole pack of them, behaving like those stupid bimbo dogs. And I had not experienced men behaving like dogs before, it was always just little girls who are so stupid that they do reflections. So apart from anger, I was really in, quite some shock that day, I was a little dumbfounded by men on mass being stupid. STUPID – retarded behaviour. By the end of that waiting period, at the airport I was absolutely so furious, you can’t believe how much rage I had inside me. God help anyone who picks a fight with me because you are not going to live to see the next day. And don’t ask me to fly anywhere, because unless it’s EXCLUSIVE first class, I won’t be. You know it's a little weird that I have such extreme difficulties out in public, I mean, it is almost like my destiny, is to be wealthy so I can fly first class, so I don't have these problems from stupid members of the public! But here I am, no money, no first class ever! My real life was probably stolen too! I think those 2 blonde bimbos were on my flight, a little 10 seater to Gunnedah, I bet they did not even have a booking, but were added on; its like someone pays them to follow me around. When I’m out and about, I don’t see anybody else getting harassed as I do. Once I saw my brother victimised by a wilful dog. And a male florist at Thala Resort falling victim too, but usually always a female problem, the dogs often go get known bimbos for the point of reflective occupation: “I want to chastise and bully you, but I don’t want to get into trouble, so I’ll use a stupid dog woman.” I was also physically assaulted multiple times in one incident at NEGS, by a tall class mate, in year seven. For the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. I was constantly having to politely tell her to GO AWAY. Stupid. And doing the ‘opposite’, is what stupid people do. I have had heaps of other situations in my life from people who do the ‘opposite’ too - none other, ending in sexual assault thank goodness. So, if I think to myself, oh, I’d like some peace and quiet, and just wish I was on my own here, then I immediately I would have dogs, bimbos, mainly, who just come and stand around me, like right next to me, or follow me. Dogs that do the opposite. They are the most stupid creatures on this planet, and I can’t believe they’re allowed to exist and bimbo mothers keep breeding them and continuing the cycle, it’s ridiculous and absurd. I believe this phenomena is a direct result of nazi parents who operate their family on control, and not love, so that child lives the whole rest of its existence in a state of rebellion. Wake the hell up bimbo mothers. (of course, occasionally I am not surrounded by stupid bimbos, and after those above-described thoughts , I am suddenly left in peace and quiet! Such bliss.) On the subject of short skirts; could you please tell me why schools dress, their young teenage girls in short skirts? This very act, in my opinion, is disgraceful and obviously the dress code has been made up by perverts, male and female alike. Maybe they only do it on the TV dramas shows, where all the high school girls seem to be wearing miniskirts to school. I know at Gunnedah high school; they changed their uniforms to ankle length skirts in about 2010!! I saw them walking outside on excursion one-day, about 20 girls in their long skirts and big hats too, it was fantastic! Anyway, back to my other encounters of male dog behaviour. Once I saw my brother victimised by a wilful dog, just briefly, but word for word. And a male florist at Thala Resort falling victim, oh, and don't forget David my landlord. But usually always a female problem, the dogs often go get known bimbos for the point of reflective occupation - Gunnedah Arts Council are the guilty-est at doing that). I was also physically assaulted multiple times in one incident at NEGS, by a tall class mate, in year seven. For the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. Stupid. Also btw, according to Wiki, in America, 6 people die each week due to a partner domestic violence situation. With statistics like that I’m really not sure why anyone would bother getting married at all. And, you should all know, in the name of discovering the truth, one of my employers, - she was a ‘SydneyDodgy’ shop owner, with owing money to lot of sellers (they would come in to the shop and try to intimidate me into giving them money, thinking I had something to do with it (WRONG)). She was a female then in her 30’s; she stated to me, if she was being followed around or been given a hard time by a man, she would have no hesitations in falsely accusing him of rape. Now, that Rav about me blurb: **What people are really like THE UGLY TRUTH:** I can’t believe the amount of people, women in particular who steal from me. It’s pathetic. Stop it, or you will go to hell! And, apparently, from not only me -Hey you stupid bimbos, it’s NOT OK to take anything from hotel lobbies or cutlery from restaurant tables WAKE UP (especially you catholic Mexicans). If you want your child to be tortured and tormented by passive aggressive female staff and seniors, send them to NEGS, Private Boarding School, Armidale, NSW (run by woman only –what are they thinking? Seriously, this is a despicable godless religious school, employing truly STUPID women, (20 years later, the old dogs still follow me about, harassing me.) You’re naive if you think anyone else is going to look after your kids. Anna Abbott, Reverend Wearne, Windeyer, Scarf, Milburn and Goldman – all those people require saving, as they are going to hell for sure. Rich people are the prey. Pull your goddam socks up. Btw, I now have bad arthritis in both my knees it is purely from being forced to kneel on hardwood kneelers twice a week (Wednesday morning and Sunday night) for extended periods of time in Church, it was nothing short of physical abuse, and they need to be held accountable – those arrogant, rich, authoritarian idiots. Having said that, I mean, don’t get me wrong, there were some really good aspects to this school. For instance; there were no drugs at NEGS. When certain people from high schools hear that, they really double back a bit - they can’t believe it, they have to pause, to really think about what school would be like without drugs. There is also no boys, so, no sex, nobody got pregnant, so no bimbo dropouts. Also, we had to do our school work, to a certain degree, there was really no being lapse about that, because the teacher would notice and would be on our backs, so there was usually no choice in each situation to do anything but work, like you couldn’t chat, you couldn’t leave anywhere. Each girl has to be in the moment and do the work. But the bad parts about this school outweigh those good parts, in my opinion? Actually I have a lot to say below about this school, and the 2 public ones I attended when younger, but to sum up - I guess if I had children, I would never ever send them off to school or child day-care on their own, that is, without me and my supervision, (or a fathers), and it is not to supervise my child, it would be to supervise the teachers/carers. There are some really rotten people out there who don’t give a dam about your kids, they are there because they have no skills but need to be employed, but more often wish to use your kids to ‘thumb a ride’ for their personal powertripping desires. There are some really stupid ones looking after young toddlers in day-care. - I recall when I was at day-care once (I did not typically go to childcare, but this day mum had things to do in town, so off I went, 2-3yrs old). At this day-care, I had to go to the toilet, and so I did. But this tall, very blonde carer, charged in, ripped me off the toilet - mid way through, and reprimanded me! Because apparently, I was going in the times that it wasn’t allowed to go – apparently the kids were only allowed to go to the toilet between 12 and 1pm and at recess at 10am! Can you believe that? - how stupid was that women? How stupid was that day care. It doesn’t get much more stupid than that! stupid blonde! (That was a day-care at Tamworth, it has since closed, it was the one on the river near that plane statue, which I also believe has been removed. Country hicks). The fact that a child would need this constant overseeing, is quite a tragedy because one of the best things I loved about both my parents, was the fact that they gave us a lot of free reign, we were free to go down the street as kids on our bikes, or walking wherever. We could go down to the park, we could go up to the pool on our own, or up to friends, whatever we wanted to do, we were fortunate to live in a smallish country town, however today I certainly would not allow this if I had children in that particular town. (And there was that bad incident in the park). So, more on this school – the principle, Jan Milburne, (more about that creature from the 1800’s later in my “English wannabes story”) took x7 Uniformed year 7 (11 yr old) girls across town to the local High school playground at about 830am, (all 7 of us were short girls of the year, not a coincidence) On the playground we were harassed by what seemed to be 10 ferocious giant year 12 hound boys, - for about 15 minutes they went on and on, with the principle (Milburn) standing and watching in the distance as if this verbal bullying attack was perfectly normal behaviour and the point of the trip – the pounce, was mainly aimed at our PRIVATE school uniform. This incident has changed the way those women think about men it has created a deep HATRED of men, and 4 of those 7 women are now gay. This was done deliberately. Disgraceful. I have 2 other school principal stories just as disturbing, that school is not a safe place for a child. Do your kids a favour and Home School them. (don't get me started on the bullying that goes on amongst the girls either, -gotta talk about, or it will continue to happen, it will be happening to your child right now, this is not something that only happens in the old days and to other people. Debra Taylor, Fiona Pine, Cate Cameron, Alysha White, Lucy Bingle, Belinda Atkinson – Are you are the goddam dogs that are following me and harassing me? – did you remove all the toilet paper from the Tamworth Council Art Space bathroom? Are you the dog network who keeps overcharging me at checkout? Still? Fuck off, get a life, grow up you stupid little dogs . (Could be look alikes, there are a number of females in positions of power that are completely obsessed with me – STUPID DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES, if so, listen carefully; I don’t give a shit about those people. I haven’t spoken to them in 30+ years, meaning, I don’t care about them. And I don't even think of them, it wasn’t till I started to rack my brain to try and figure out who was following me and harassing me in Tamworth, that I thought about those girls, all friends at school. BUT no relationship with any of them now, so we are not fighting -as we have no relationship. Can you possibly comprehend this you stupid little dog)? School principals are the biggest bullies of them all – I say get rid of principles from all schools, there is no point of them, only negativity. (At the very least put cameras in Principals office) And I also want to mention this little story - if any of the girls were caught swearing by any of the staff, they were fined $5. There was one staff member (Dr Scarf) who would lurk about and eavesdrop on girl’s conversations, then manipulate the girls into swearing, so she could pocket the $5. (You know what I think about that - you stupid cunt) btw, swearing is an important part in fighting bullies, you will need to swear in adult life in the work place. Also, come to think of it - 2 Librarians at that school, in the then new library would invite men from the Armidale community, I would say paedophiles, into the library to ‘engage’ with the girls -UNACCEPTABLE. And, I want to mention how the ‘Oppression’ starts. Kids that are not from families who are really wealthy, are especially targeted, if they are outgoing, then they use tactics to oppress you, very passive aggressive tactics that are hard to explain, but I clearly saw it when I used to horse ride, with girls hiding in bushes yelling out in insulting manner perhaps jealousy, but also, I believe it comes from a place which I have called “Gold Star Dog Problem”. If anyone knows who those girls were – please say, I am at a loss as to who they were? (No little birdy has told me thus far - very strange?) could have been Debra Taylor? Or Anna Harding? (if it was her WTF!), or maybe those girls I mentioned in my “school bully story”, Jane and Amy?? I bet those girls are drunks now. Btw, in the catholic religion, that’s the point of confession, so stupid guilty bimbos don’t end up as drunks!! There is a story that I’m compelled to write about, I’ve mentioned before that I have “all the dirt” and that’s why I get often get kicked out of society, people that I have dirt on don’t want me talking to anyone. But I have a female bullying story about a mother and her daughter from NEGS that were so disgusting that I really do need to write it down to name and shame. (I have found mother and daughter bullies to be BIG problem in general) Also this woman kept appearing on channel 9, when I used to watch Channel 9- I no longer do. But I don’t know if it was actually her, if she’s friends with people in the TV industry, I know her daughter did a model shoot for Tampons in Dolly magazine, it went round the whole school (I didn’t say anything). Or maybe channel 9 know what happened in regards to me and them, and so they just show her in a light where she is living it up, living the good life, sipping champagne, etc, maybe they’re just trying to piss me off? There’s no need to do that, I already am pissed off about it, I remember it like it happened yesterday. So, what happened was, this woman Mrs Jemison, was the Physical Culture teacher at NEGS, and Physical Culture, Physy, consists of young girls prancing around in little leotards, doing these weird activities with pointed toes - in front of people - it was just really silly, but you know, all little girls just really love to get dressed up and prance around, plus it’s more fun than little athletics or netball, so I did it! One time we had travelled to somewhere big, I think it was Coffs Harbour, and we were performing in front of people, it was like a competition. I was in the auditorium but away from my group of friends. Mrs Jemison and her daughter were next to me. I had my leotard on, and Mrs Jemison and her daughter started teasing me, well, not really teasing, they were really being nasty and bitchy about the size of my boobs and the inadequacy of my body. It was quite disgusting, and there were lots of people around that heard her and couldn’t believe them, they were absolutely horrified and disgusted; I could see their reactions and I could actually hear them, while Mrs Jemison and her daughter just kept going on. It was a bully situation 101. There were other times in class when both of them would have a go at me, I’m not entirely sure what the issue was with me, they would gang up on me, mother and daughter, and pick on me, they didn’t pick on anyone else in the group. I really should have left the group, sometimes I wonder at my youthful lack of common sense in such obvious victimization situations, but well, I am not the type of person to run away, even though I may be at a loss for words sometimes, or don’t know how to defend myself, running away is NOT my style, plus it’s completely different when you’re a child. (There were no bullies in my family growing up, and none at Gunnedah primary school either (aside from the teachers…) so I did not ever learn how to deal with them properly.) And it is a good thing that I don’t have issues with the size of my boobs, I’m really quite happy with the size of my boobs, always have been. I just kind of ignored the 2 bitches at the time, even though, because they made such a spectacle of themselves, and everyone was staring at me, in pity I guess, it was very memorable and painful. So that girl, a year older than us in the group, I think her name was Emma or Jemma? I really can’t remember, I just have a clear image of what she looks like, she had long blonde hair, skinny with a few freckles, and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her twice at the doctors, and I have a strong feeling that she might be following me around to try and make up for what she did, but at the physio when I saw her, my red rubber fulcrum that physio gave me was stolen and I definitely think she is involved. So, I have no idea why she was there. The other time I saw her at Agnes Water Doctor, and I had major arm problems after that visit due to an unnecessary tetanus shot -maybe she has something to do with that - there are NEGS girls trying to inflict pain on me, it goes right back to church. So, I have no problems naming and shaming Mrs Jemison - you stupid stupid stupid woman, get some fucking morals and pick on someone your own size, you fat dog. (If only I had found those words all those years ago on day 1 of Physy) She’s probably dead by now, the world will be a better place for it. Actually, also after my experience in public school Kindy and Primary 4th class, I recommend home schooling (MOST Teachers get off power tripping, not teaching). And teachers bullying kids and picking on one in the classroom to use as “Whipping boy” (technique designed to humiliate one child in front of the others to scare them in to doing their work) humiliating kids is so common its shameful (Debbie Croft, +…, Gunnedah NSW) -they used to have staff meetings on how to humiliate me, I hope those stupid female bimbos get their comeuppance) I have to mention a house mistress Cathy Goldman, I think it was Cathy, I did not pay too much attention to house mistress’s – with her, this was the problem, she wanted to be worshipped by ALL the little girls, as I did not (not a teacher’s pet type, I have common sense, and am healthy) she formed an obsession with me. I would go so far as to say she was a paedophile. And since leaving school she, accompanied by young girls have stalked me and stolen from me. She has done all sorts of vile things resulting in major persecution. She is DIGUSTING, the world would be better without her in it. I have reported he to the police, but the police are USELESS. She may have everyone else fooled, but she does not have me fooled. I would like to point out, at NEGS, even though there were problems with admin and house staff/chapel, bullying. The actual education in the classroom was of excellent standard for the time, and I have no negative/ psychological abuse stories from the classroom (wow, it’s a miracle compared to my previous public schooling!). Oh, except we had a male science teacher, Mr Brown, he was on the younger side of a middle-aged man, teaching a bunch of 12-17 yr old girls JUST NO! THIS DOES NOT WORK YOU IDIOTS, definatly teachers aid required in this situation. Really and truly, do you not know what all men are like AT ALL?? You know, I wrote a letter to the Department of education, telling them that the one teacher doesn’t work, (especially in public schools) due to the natural tyrannical nature of the teacher personality types. I went on to say that another person is needed in the classroom to keep the other in line. (a teachers aid, who has been specifically told they are there to keep the teacher ‘inline’). But just above I mentioned how I had 3 female teachers plot against me in staff meetings, to come up with ways to humiliate me. So, maybe the opposite sex is required to keeps tabs? It might work, who knows. Also that school, they do tend to keep teachers on, past their ‘use by date’ and obviously some girls use those teachers as ‘tools‘ – easily manipulated. I know most teachers at that school are ‘handpicked’ with meticulous checks of credentials etc, all married, they need to apply those same meticulous checks for the house mistress staff – and the gardeners for that matter. Also, the school principal used to make a big deal about speaking to the girls at assembly about the “family” of the school and we all belong to the “family”. Well, this might seem nice on appearance, but really there were girls who took this to literally mean this is an invitation to treat younger girls badly, to abuse younger girls, to steal from them, to act in annoying ways that sometimes younger siblings do, to infact they use that “family” sibling excuse, as a reason to behave silly, of course it all comes back to dysfunction of those girls who obviously had hopeless parents. Having witnessed that behaviour, and being old and wise now, I would never advise describing a large community of girls as a “family”. Describe the situation exactly as it is, thank you. But I find it really strange how so many things you need to know for life / the future, is not really discussed at school or in childhood. It doesn’t really make sense to me, I mean, the point of school is preparing you for the future, the whole future, not just a part of it like the reading/ writing, and arithmetic part. I believe that school does the “opposite” of what you have to do when raising a child. They have to “empower” a child so he/she can be empowered to do what they want in life. This school “unempowers” girls, as do a lot of parents, they use their kids to empower themselves, when they should be empowering their kids – POWER TRIPPERS, so many bad parents in Australia. You won’t believe this little yuk story: The Toilet block at school was in the middle of the corridor on the way to the Science block, it was on the left of the corridor, and raised about 35cm with ultra-low walled and doored cubicles (toilets in the hallway, what are they thinking). At some point I started having problems of girls looking over the low toilet walls watching me go to the toilet (what the?) so I decided to use the other toilets on the other side of the school – those ones had fully enclosed walls. But some little bitch started locking it up, so I was unable to use those ones, and had to use the 1m high walled toilets (? Cost-cutting gone mad). (There is actually more to this little vulgar story, and gets a WHOLE lot worse, but I won’t go into those revolting details. It gets more unbelievable the older I get (now in my 40’s). Btw – a little birdy has informed me that it was the Gardener who was perving, the tool room was right next door to the toilet block, and he would have had the keys to lock the other block up – YIKES, HOW DISCUSTING. Are there any laws in Australia to punish perverts by fines or incarceration? There should be, I can tell you first hand, this sort of pervertism causes a whole heap of problems later in life (in the form of nightmares especially, toilet nightmares!). And what about the female staff at that school, do they seriously think this kind of thing does not happen? They should be looking out for the girls, and not letting questionable male staff (as in ALL male staff) anywhere near toilet blocks (and at least publicly (boldly) talking about what men are really like, so we can really prepare ourselves) But I know there have been girls too, on several occasions I have had women ‘walk in’ on me, once a girl actually tried to break the door down like a charging bull, to get in (really, unbelievable, such zombie like stupidity) Apparently it is because of Daniel Macpherson (or was it James…) and one of the Carter boys, 40yrs ago - The girls doing the exact opposite of what you would like. I just have to think, (whenever I go to the loo in a public situation), “now don’t disturb me, I’m in the loo”, - that’s my thought tone btw, quite unaggressive, and I am not talking to anyone in particular, it’s just a thought I automatically have due to Australian perverts watching me on the loo when I was young – multiple perverts in schools; at private homes and children’s camp (again I do not have any mental health problems, but this is a good example to show you exactly what happens, as sleepy dog response happens all the time, not just in the loo!) And so those sleeping dogs hear me, they automatically without thinking, go into rebel mode and do the exact opposite, come in, or try to (one girl started running into the toilet door to try to ‘charge’ it with her shoulder, to get in, really extraordinary monkey zombie behaviour – that incident, “toilet girl” was at a nightclub, and she was probably on drugs – see why you ought not do drugs kiddies…- -although this Phenon is not specifically drug related, it’s more ‘useless parent/teacher’ related, not waking their child). So, some girls are not aware that they can hear, they just act on auto pilot rebellion mode. But there are plenty of aware ones who can hear loud and clear, some are cool about the whole situation, others will try to use it, nasty ones who will try to trick you and then later say “no I can’t hear you, your nuts”, so they try to trick you deliberatley so they can later call you crazy, that’s their game, the crazy game, like “The Witches Of Salem”, it’s fun for them trying to trick other women. So, while in my experience I usually only have problems from women, I suspect there are men who do this, and like to pray on woman’s vanity. Especially if the woman turned them down. BTW that’s how the dogs steal my ideas too (Television Industry is famous for it – this website gives them something to talk about – no need to be perverts, or should I say, prying intrusive spies. Which btw, I feel a counsellor, therapist, or psychiatrists, would all have slight perversion personalities, with some of them being outright perverts.). I often see my ideas used in various forms, like things that don’t quite make sense being scrapped, my ideas about behaviour/personalities appearing, and like my life stories have been used on telly, and aswell as ideas followed through by wealthy manufacturers (not that I mind too much, I have many ideas and they would not be utilized otherwise, it’s just I don’t get the money…, and get treated like unemployed scum by certain people. Actually, one thing I’ve noticed in my life, is I often miss out on money. Say if an opportunity for a raise or a promotion arises, either there’s always some little undeserving bitch who will come along and steal it, or there is person in charge who thinks they don’t have to pay me. Just the way it goes. Worse as I get older. Actually, when it comes to money, dad was really the only one that ever came through, and he stopped supporting me when I was 20! I have accepted my lot, but this is not going to stop me from winging about the injustices that go on. And those thieves then try to discredit me in any way they can for fear of being found out and sued. I would say why hence it is a “secret” - if you tell anybody this happens, seriously they will lock you up in a mental asylum and call your delusional and schizophrenic - such stupidity and unawareness is beyond belief, especially within the police force and Psychiatrists. Actually, I can give you another example, just so you really know what I am talking about, and what my life consists of, dogs on a daily basis; One day back in about 1999, I was on the North Shore suburbs, going between jobs, and I spotted a gift shop, thought it looked really quaint and good, I had a bit of time, I should go have a look. I saw a wall tile in there, it was artistic, creative, brightly coloured, and large - I just loved it! I was so excited about this tile, plus it wasn’t very expensive, so I thought this has just made my day! I’m going to purchase it, I was just soooo excited sooo pleased and happy about this tile. I was taking it up to the counter, when some girl, who I’ve never seen before, walked into the shop and started talking at me “are you going to get a tile , are you, are you, that tile ” kind of making fun of me in that bitchy sarcastic tone that women have. Like, not only could she hear my thoughts about the tile, but the fact that I was so happy about discovering this tile, is what really vexed her, so much so, that she had to come in to the shop, and chastise me in some way. Now, whether she was just walking on the street, heard me and came in, or had she been following me around all morning - who knows. As far as I was concerned she was squatting, a thieving squatter, on my soul! I ignored her and went ahead and purchased my tile. I’ve been pleased with my tile ever since, until today, unfortunately it just cracked - which prompted me to write this story, and add it to my other example of dog stories I have, the persecution on a daily basis. You know it's like the opposite of that expression "smile and the whole world smiles with you " - with me, it's case of "smile and all the girls are going to hate you " – like it's my personal cross to bare, like the jealousy of hearing some girl / woman now, who is happy – is just too unbearable for them, they cannot stand to hear that happiness. {I reckon, that why the orange jelly babies disappeared, that’s why music appreciation class was cancelled, the ‘good fit’ green leggings jealousy, heaps of other things, oh food, good food brands at the supermarket – I love, “sorry we no longer stock”…. more too, - computer nerds: they are removing ‘good and easy’ features from iPad, iPhone, plus microsoft removing good features off their Windows, Google too. Theres still more… I can’t think of them all atm, but I saw a YT vid of ‘the most long established business in Australia’ and one of them was a chocolate shop- and I thought: If I visited that Chocolate shop on a regular basis to purchase a favoured and highly desired Chocy, I'm afraid the shops ‘long term establishment’ would mean nothing; as surely as the sun sets, sadly the business would come to an end, such is my personal experience with the EXTREME JEALOUSY about the “good” things in life, by the stupid unknown stalking blonde dogs who are completely hung up on “class” – and for some reason, OBSESS and stalk ME. Btw, those same people or person, aswell as trying to get rid of all “good” things – they also try to get rid of my good nature, happiness attitude, - so they try to evoke anger out of me (for the sole point so they do not feel jealous of me) - they are completely sick and dysfunctional narcissistic bullies. And I don't know how many times I can tell them to fuck off: fuck off: air fuck off: fuck off: unworthy people.) By the way, it's weird that I would have no idea WHO is so jealous of me like this?? This ‘cowardice’ of their nature tells me it is female. I can't think of anyone in my family that would be this jealous and unhealthy, not even my little sister, who you think well it's probably her as little sisters have a reputation of being jealous of their older siblings, but I know my sister well enough, she can be problematic, but she was raised in the same family I was, and we were raised in a healthy manner, with healthy sane parents. Like the person I'm talking about here is extremely dysfunctional, they were probably abused in some manner by a parent, they have major psychological problems to be obsessed by someone they don’t even know and certainly are not having or are in ANY kind of relationship with, they have just taken it upon themselves to obsess about me! They follow me and stalk me to my home – over years – they have money and time to waste WASTE. I'd have mentioned Rachel Weinberg's older sister (yeah, still can’t remember her first name); she has had some stalking problems like I have mentioned, controlling problems, power tripping problems, stealing problems, unemployed too, daughter of a DR - so I mean it could be her, but I think she has her own certain style that I recognize now, she likes to make jokes about everything to impress certain other people, whereas this jealousy I am talking about is really sinister and evil. Definatly narcissistic. (Wainberg prob jealous of her older sister, married to lawyer - so she took out her frustrations about that on me, another 1st born??). Btw – as a result of all the dogs and their either visionable and/or extra sound perception, now in 2023, I set a reminder every day, so as I read, so they can see; “It is not my fault you can hear me, it is your fault you stupid dogs, because you have no thoughts of your own, so you have to latch on to other people; so, fuck off and get your own life.} IT IS NOT MY FAULT YOU ARE COMPLETELY STUPID.” And this is how they steal from me. A pervert theft issue. Extraordinary how they have no qualms in being a pervert and stealing my ideas; so many I don't know where to begin. Anyway, so now I’ve got to go on the hunt, to look for a new tile, as it served a purpose. But now, due to being harassed on a daily basis, just like that, especially when I go shopping. I no longer go shopping, it is too unpleasant, as there are so many non-thinking dogs in Australia. I have to do all my shopping online, and thank God for the Internet (actually, I prefer shopping online anyway, comfort of the couch! Although I wish the post and couriers did not provide so many problems, really and truly, all they have to do is deliver my parcel, why do they have to make it so hard?) Anyway, I really doubt I’ll be able to find a tile as good 👎 Shame on that stupid dog, you should mind your own business you stupid woman. And get your own brain, and your own thoughts, stop riding mine little girl. By the way, I think I saw that girl again on channel 10, years later. I think she might be Asian, she’s very pretty. She was talking on one of those mornings shows about how only needy people acquire dogs, as in the canine species. Because dogs are always pleased and ecstatic whenever they see you, and so, the type of person who is slightly mentally unstable/unhealthy is the type of person who likes dogs, because they’re always pleased to see them! Which actually I thought was quite amusing and pretty much true! Dog grown up! Although I could have been mistaken, just someone who looked similar. (I am a cat person! 5 cats actually!) Btw, I did not usually have problems with bimbo dogs on Channel 10 when watching live shows, that was only channel 7 and sometimes channel 9 problem – sometimes extreme problems with those bimbos – I never watch those now. I hate live television shows in Australia. Just can’t. I had one TV exec boast to me that he knows how to pick the ‘good ones’ – the new guys are clueless and get dogs!! And btw, I saw those tiles again in Bundaberg after I wrote this!! There was a collection, 5 designs in the set (I had the fish one). But I decided I could get by without now, specially since I am forced to keep moving rentals. (Also, it gets way more complicated, there are some predator dog type people who can use me to ‘get’ the ‘sleepy’ person I’m speaking with, like deliberate ‘takeovers’, turning the sleepy person into a puppet - just a moment of not concentrating, and they have no idea what they’re talking about, or some seem to be able to last for ages under the command of someone else, word for word dictation, (there were quite a number of girls just like that in Enmore, inner western city Sydney, who would descend on my shop when I was there – ‘empty heads’) So, the end goal of the predator, being to have a go at me in some way, chastise - I seem to have a lot of enemies just for being single . I find interesting about these women, is that they have discovered this ability that they have, and they think they’re special and magic, but when it comes down to it, when they choose to use their abilities, they have a choice, of what to do or say, and they don’t seem to be able to think of anything nice or funny or clever - the only thing, they think to do, in the situation, is to reprimand and chastise. The irony of them thinking that they’re really clever – big picture, they are the opposite of clever, they are bimbos. I should add, there are 2 occasions in my life, when I feel I had no control, and that was sometime when I sneezed; out of the blue, for some reason, I would occasionally sneeze and it was a sneeze that was REALLY LOUD, plus I would kind of scream the sneeze out, SCREAM SNEEZE - in a very loud female way! It was really loud out in public, so it was a little embarrassing, ofcourse bystanders would think it hilarious, and it would always wake everyone up. That has stopped since I left Gunnedah, so maybe there was a manipulative perpetrator doing that somehow? - who lived in Gunnedah? I suspect NEGS girl. The other time is when I sleep, apparently dogs can hear me when I sleep, no idea what I say / dream / do in my sleep, usually. Oh, I remembered one other thing, when I lived at Pretty Beach; swimming in the ocean, I had my sunnies on this one time, and a big wave came, so I took them off to dive under, thinking to myself do not open your hand or you will lose sunnies in the wild surf here at Kilcare, but after the wave passed I popped up, looked at my hand, and it was open with sunnies gone – so I had no idea how that happened, it was NOT like me to do something like that, but I suspect foul play by someone else – manipulative tactics that some people can do. It happened again another time, I was holding something, a necklace, then later looked at my hand and it was gone – I think it is a learnt tactic that thieves have managed to do, - a way to steal inadvertently directly from someones hand. Other than that I am usually always ‘me’. Infact I will add this story; I discovered in 2015, after dad died and I received the family filing cabinet, in it was all of my report cards from school, mum must have kept them all! I read some, one of them, was written by the atrocious woman I mentioned above, Dr Scarf. {Actually, I can't even remember her teaching me anything, she was not a teacher, but the careers councillor, so I don’t know why I had a report card from her}, but she started off saying all the usual stuff; Emily is a quite polite, respectful student…but then she said “and Emily is always herself.” I really couldn't believe that when I read it. First of all, it seems so many young women must not be themselves often. (! – what is the whole blog really about! lol) But, I can see why someone like her would notice something like that, as she is someone who likes to manipulate young women, so I guess she noticed this about me because she cannot manipulate me. This explains why she didn't like me and refused to help me with a career, and several other bad things she did. She only likes girls she can manipulate and control. She is fully SICK. And a bully. You know, I have encountered a fair few bullies in my time, and I have to say that there’s a difference between someone who’s just being a powertripping bully, taking advantage of the situation, compared to someone who has a total despicable ‘nazi’ HIDDEN personality all the time. I think Dr Scarf from NEGS has that WICKED sinful trait. She’s truly an evil immoral person – underneath it all { When I wrote this last bit about Dr Scarf, it was written as a note to myself, as I often do, and I send it to my email address for me to go back to later when I get a chance, and write it up and incorporate it into my blog. So, when I wrote this -there was a dog “eavesdropping” (of course, and how typical), so she saw what I wrote, and being a total female meddling pervert, she went and sussed out Dr Scarf, she wanted to see this person for herself! And she told me that this woman is still alive, and she now bakes cookies for her grandkids, and so there's no way anyone would believe what I said about her, because you know she "dotingly" bakes for her grandkids – everyone loves a cookie baker! So, I'm sure she does bake for her grandkids, old ladies have to do something with their spare time, although I was a little surprised to actually discover she had kids, she wasn't that type of person to do so, a “caring person” type, like what a mother ought to be. But as most women do have kids, even the bad ones, it’s probably true (she did have big hips – a sign of childbirth). Actually, I suspect this is true a lot of what I say on my blog, well I know it's true, because people just don't believe me when I tell them, they're stealing from me/ stalking me/ verbally harassing me, that is, people in the community. They would prefer me to be “forgetful” or even “insane”, rather than to believe that there are ‘evil and sinister’ activities going on, within their network of friends, or family. (Such stupidity). But so, I'm not here to hunt down Dr Scarff and kill her, or put her in jail, as she probably deserves – or retaliate in any way, like a lot of non-thinking people do. I'm just writing about what happens in my life, and who people really are, the truth about their nature, and the ugliness of humans, in particular women, - as compared to how “Polite society” would want them to be and often portrays them as. Oh, later I remembered something else odd I have done seemingly unknowingly how; I might have mentioned already, but sometimes when I speak, I sound EXACTLY like mum. So dad was out at my place one time, herd me speaking, then suddenly heard mum, so totally flipping him out, it was like she was standing right there next to me speaking for that brief 1 or 2 words! So weird. It was when he had a ‘friend’ after mum died ofcourse, he would hang out with his old school friend who was also widowed, she was not there at the time, but “Girlfriend!” lol. And it happened with Penny as well, my little sister, when I was living at Bulga one time, she came out, and you should've seen Penny's face she was totally flipped out, I think she nearly fainted! I literally sound exactly like mum- same tone. So while I was in full control of what I was saying and knew what I was talking about, it was the way I said, in that tone, that I'm not so sure about being “incontrol” - I wouldn't be surprised if somebody can manipulate in this manner, somebody with an extrasensory skillset so to speak, and someone who knows what my mother sounds like. I'm not sure who that would be, if anyone, or something supernatural, but it certainly wasn't my sister or my father! A few times I felt like I haven't had complete control of my hands, like that time swimming in the ocean, I had to hold my sunglasses in my hand because there was a big wave coming and had to dive under, I was concentrating on holding them tight in my fist whilst diving under, but after the wave had gone I looked at my hand and unbeknownst to me I was no longer holding my sunglasses, they had gone. I note there was some guy staring at me on the beach (rudely), I suspect he had something to do with it, I have no idea who it was. (I've written that story before, but somebody has removed it). Oh and one time I heard my grandmother when I was speaking, in fact I wasn't speaking, I was outside doing some weeding on my own, and all of a sudden I made this horrendous awful noise with my mouth -it was disgusting, a noise kind of involving using tongue and spit, kind of slurping back saliva or something. BUT, it was EXACTLY the same noise my grandmother sometimes used to make when she was thinking to herself, working in the kitchen. I sounded just like her. I'm not sure how I did it, it just happen, and I couldn't believe it – it was my turn to be totally flipped out! And thank goodness it only happened that 1 time, it's such a horrible ‘nuisance habit’ that someone could have. My grandmother was a bloody bitch! lol I believe some actors and directors have this kind of symbiosis relationship too (no need to learn your lines at all!!). By the way because of this ‘thing’ ‘feature’ ‘specialness’ that happens, I have had a whole spate of women who want to say “me too”, and try and show off their ability, and show off their skills, they do all sorts of disgraceful things, most women, I hate to tell you, are truly evil. They put no thought or creativity into their attempts at the showing off, because their first instinct is to think do something bad and disrespectful, then do that, just because they can get away with it. STUPID. I’ve also noticed mothers and daughters have that kind of connection (a lot do, mothers use their kids to speak for them – OMG, so sick of seeing mothers using their kids. Plus, later, kids use it as a kind of payback for their bad mother; their children grow up, having learnt the art of manipulation and manipulate their mother with sometimes very disrespectful results. I have also been informed, certain men will deliberately persuade women to use drugs under the pretence of friendly ‘relax and have some fun’ when infact, they have a secret evil pre-meditated and calculated plan - so those (often smart) women can be easily manipulated and used in such a puppet way (I know women would also do this to other women. I saw Rachael Wainberg’s older sister do it to her {the one that looks like my now landlord Cate Rogers} dam it cannot remember her name, and no little birdy has reminded me!). Most people do not understand AT ALL. Clueless. (Stupid Sharon Morgan. Little tip for you Sharon, if she has blonde hair – SHE’S A LIAR. If she has loads of money, she’s a liar.) Because it is not talked about. (I have found often some clever people do ‘signs’ about these often-delicate situations, and call such behaviour ‘reflections’ – so, not as in thinking back to a distant memory, but doing someone else’s reflection. - Reflections; that is, mirror what you’re thinking and reflect it back to you word verbatim or (some clever ones twist it to manipulate). So, if you ask them how they are and you think to yourself angry, they will say “angry”. It’s really like you’re having a conversation with yourself, but some will say the opposite, like “I’m not angry at all”, in a slight rebellious way.) I can’t believe Dr’s still diagnose people with schizophrenia – how stupid are those university graduates? I mean maybe you just need to have an ‘artistic’ mind to see the intangible and what is actually going on. And say, a ‘university’ type, can’t see due to their perceived reality that has been fed to them by naive and or stupid teachers??) You know, if you’re ever in a stance with a huge majority of people, who say one thing, and you look at them, and you know that they’re all completely wrong; find comfort in the fact that everyone on earth thought the world was square until some genius came along and said “no you idiots, it’s round!!” BTW, as a result of this phenomenon, I have, well had mostly, particularly in 2016/17, but also sometimes since then, and now; a bunch of computer nerds who often pretend to be people I’ve known in my past, like friends from my past. They sometimes even upload (or find) images of this person online, and put them on my path. I’m pretty sure my friend from the past is not actually inserting themselves in strategic ways (!), it’s a computer nerd impersonating a friend - as in predatory behaviour, trying to sound familiar to gain trust. It’s evil. So, at the moment there is someone pretending to be Simon and Ilka!! I suggest you stop mimicking other people and get a life your own. I have other computer nerd internet problems too, there are heaps of dogs on the Internet; who use me to test their programs. It’s so annoying because usually companies pay people a lot of money to do things like that; test trials and so forth, but they don’t pay me at all, they just see and use, and make changes according. Some of them I believe, are quite rude, and others I believe, steal from me, off my computer, they hack it. So ungrateful and they think I don’t know what they do. Although I guess I do have quite a few programs that are run ‘optimised to what I like and would prefer’. lol. You know, as a result of pervert “eaves dropping” dogs, I can see my influence is widespread across Australia. You, know, thank goodness, I came along! But once I even heard a man mispronounce a word on Channel 9, in exactly the same manner as I do, as I preferred saying it to myself in a certain wrong way! (she who plays with words) Lol. I also mention on this blog, that some companies get in trouble because, the dogs see what I see – so if I see someone being dishonest or stealing – SO DO THE DOGS, infact this has been such a big part of my adult life, that I think it fuels this blog in my “whistle blowing” attempts – I see your plan, and I’ll get behind it!!! Lol 😁 But when you have dogs that can see what I see, it makes renting impossible, particularly around inspection time; it can only end in negative outcomes for me, it will never be a win-win situation. No matter how much I clean or care. It’s the hunt they are interested in. {I guess I have to be fair; not all my landlords / realtors have been dogs}. Also, I am under the impression a lot of so-called ‘crazy’ people do so, in the attempts to manipulate their loved ones, because they’re not happy with them, and this is how they retaliate, in this passive aggressive manipulative, highly sick and twisted way - it’s like they use ‘craziness’ to punish their family. Infact a little birdie told me, that’s why mental institutes used to use electric shock treatment - some of those DR’s know that the so-called crazy manipulative person is punishing their family, so they in turn, punish them with electric shocks!! How fully sick is this world. I believe electric shock therapy is now illegal within mental institutes. BTW, on the news sometimes, I have witnessed people do bad things, and later, maybe there is someone, like, a politicians talking about it, saying “he was a crazed lunatic” - this really annoys me, because that person, most likely was full of hate, they’ve been totally screwed over in life, and so they were seeking revenge, but at no point where they ‘crazy’ or ‘lunatic’ in anyway, nor most likely no history of mental illness - the perp was thinking clearly, in their hate filled way, and they were retaliating against their world, and the way it has treated them, (akin to spoiled little brat throwing a tantrum, or someone who sick and tired of having to play the mouse, in the whole cat and mouse game that most humans FALL PREY of) So I’m certainly not coming to defence of any criminals, because ultimately you always have a choice, but to put them into the crazy category is ridiculous. Even a stupid criminal, who has been manipulated by someone smart who is calling the shots; still does not fall under the crazy category. Stupid is not crazy -there seems to be confusion in this area amongst mental health workers. I want to put this little story in to show you what I am talking about, a “real life example!” Because this happened at one point in my life, in Gunnedah especially, but not restricted to, a lot. I only went into town every one or two months, so it was kind of a big deal, and I would spend basically the whole two months composing a list in a well organised fashion, so I could fit everything in during the daytrip, so a list of places I would go, things I needed to purchase. I found, at certain shops, I was having a difficult time with shop girls, but also, not restricted to shop girls, often others people who just crossed my path; they were kind of rude and disrespectful to me, only there appeared to be no reason why. I was left scratching my head thinking what have I done to upset this person who I did not know never met or talked with before our brief encounter that day. It’s took me awhile to figure it out the issue, but what happens, is there is network of older girls (I suspect they’re old and NEGS girls) who know full well about reflective ‘Sleeping Beauties’ and they go and find girls who are, should we say major sleeping beauties, and then they use that girl as a ‘tool’ to chastise me. - It is really sick. And exactly what, is the issue that they have with me? No one has ever approached me with any issues at all? Talk about cowards, and possibly there is no point, no issue - there just having fun chastising someone and power tripping by using young girls they feel superior to; making themselves feel better by making someone else feel bad in this unusual secretive fashion; the epitome of bullying. Such cowards. I did hear one of them say if we don’t feel comfortable speaking face-to-face, then will come up with a different way of speaking to you - which is kind of exactly what has happened, and possibly how this phenomenon has come about. You know sometimes I hear this kind of thing discussed, but not usually, this is why it’s taken me so long to realise what they were doing, but I get the general impression that most women think it’s men who do this to women (steal your soul). But in my experience, it is women who are the biggest offenders. Men aren’t really the problem at all. - They probably do it, probably pray on their wife in this manner, as a way to manipulate and control, but as far as my experience goes, it’s old older women who do it to younger women (I guess no big fishes for them) My female landlord uses her son and boyfriend in this manner on a regular basis. As do many mothers in their mother and daughter duo. Those women are not welcome in my life. You know, how on earth can I deal with this phenomena? These old girls go to great lengths to amuse themselves in this way - over quite a lot of time, many years in fact. I figure the best way in combatting it, is to wake up those sleeping beauties - which is partly what this blog is about (the other part being to tackle theft, and thieves, but now has also morphed into my life stories) - hence my “stupid bloody bimbo wake up” rantings, plus photos of receptionists; but I feel it is actually working. I might cop a bit of slack from people who are offended, but of course only a bimbo would be. Plus, I’ve noticed is often the people who use these young sleeping beauties as tools, who are the biggest complainers about me; they don’t want their secret to be known. I guess I can give you heaps of examples, I have already mentioned the girl at the Art Gallery, but here is another, I went to mitre 10 to get a key cut, and the young blonde girl behind the counter said that she couldn’t do it, she came up with all of these excuses of why she couldn’t do it, apparently it was my fault, as my key was ‘abnormal’. Obviously, no valid reason, but she basically refused to serve me, in what appeared to be a kind of discriminatory way. So that’s how these girls were having a go at me on that particular day, it wasn’t from abusive language or verbal / physical attack, it was refusing service. I had to take my key down the road to the key shop and the guy down there did it no problems, not an ‘abnormal’ key. So those sleeping beauties just need to read about being woken up, (I am not sure if such book yet exists, but I write about it here and have Pinterest Board called “Ways 2 wake up Bims, I mean Sleeping Beauties!” to be fully aware of their own inner voice, and not someone else’s, it needs to be done to kids, when they are growing, through things like exercise. And actually, I believe this whole sleeping beauty phenomena, and was just coming into consciousness, when I was 12 years old, (1986) within Department of Education (or maybe not the Department of education – they are really hopeless, but certainly within educators within the private school system) were waking up to the realisation that young women need exercise and activity to stimulate their minds. And at my school it became compulsory to do sports every Saturday morning for 4 hours! However, fortunately for me, I did horse-riding, so I could go horse-riding instead, I was saved from running around the oval in pointless repetition! Yah!! Actually I can take this whole “exercise” step a little bit further, because I believe you need more than exercise; you need “fun exercise” which puts kids out of their comfort zone. I made a collection of pins in Pinterest, album is called “Ways to wake up bims - I mean sleeping beauties”. I've got a whole lot of activities, like zip lining, huge waterslides, mountain billycart train slides! Heaps of things that you can do…but lots of things are expensive; so another reason why you shouldn't have kids unless you've got money to burn, because you'll need it to wake them up. Although I do recall I had a bad rollercoaster experience when I was young, dad took me on a rollercoaster ride; for some reason I was to spend the day with dad -I'm not sure what's going on there, but also there was no one else in the roller coaster, it was just dad and me. And I don't know if it was my size or age, but my head kept banging onto the sides of the bar that held people down, for the entire duration of the trip. So I pretty much had my eyes closed and was just trying to deal with his head banging situation. The bar had padding on it, I was being bashed by padded bars. It was really awful, you definitely won't catch me going on a rollercoaster ever again or any of those other show rides - except maybe just the swing carousel…. I just saw a movie (2021) where the mum takes her little girl under an echoey bridge and they run through and yell Hoo Hee Haa!! – that will do it too, you know, stuff like that to get them to be really present in the moment. I can't believe they don't do more of this stuff in schools, or maybe this is deliberate, so that those parents who do put the time in with their kids, have an advantage over those who have crap parents... Oh, I remember a book I read when I was 22, called The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield. It briefly talks about friends rising up in their sleep to hang out together, play…. – this book was very helpful to me. - But I feel I am very far from really understanding what goes on in the subconscious at night, or the day for that matter, at certain times. As well as human connections. Not only are these issues not talked about, but there is a stigma around it, due to families living together. Anyway, I am straying, although what I just said here is fairly significant, and the root of a lot of female problems, as it is this way, also how dogs steal my possessions- apparently if those girls who are later caught (sometimes it happens!) say to the court that they have mental health problems, then they don’t have to go to jail, they just get ‘mental health treatment’ (when in actual fact THEY DO NOT HAVE any mental health problems, they just know how to take advantage of the situation and naive times) it’s a big thing atm for powers that be, to obtain so called ‘mentally incompetent’ people, maybe they are trying to do something about hopeless parenting and teaching in a totally backwards way!!) NOTE, I assure you, a lot, as in, most of those girls that steal in this manner, know perfectly well what they are doing, and how they are doing it – they are fully awake, and using their ability to break the law. (There are others, who do not bother using their brains at all, and would simply prefer to latch on to somebody else, infact ‘using’ other people, due to their complete stupidity, no thoughts of their own, and lack of common sense - they have zero common-sense, I mean NONE, they especially can’t see the big picture, and usually only get a sense of the immediate, and so get confused, and jump to conclusions; they get things wrong all the time. I mean all the time . Like for example – if you’re a small business owner, and you’re stressing about how you going to pay the rent, which inevitably as a business owner you do, it doesn’t mean that you’re not going to be able to pay rent, you just, as a responsible manager, stress about it, so, a dog will just hear you stressing about it, and so come along and think business is failing, and close it down. When in fact you could have paid rent no problems - that’s exactly what a stupid dog would do, and has done, I have witnessed it. I mean how arrogant are they, that they think they can manipulate my life like that – STUPID, and you would have to be a bloody fool to listen to a dog, not to mention somebody who enables thievery, harassment and disrespect) That paragraph in brackets was also deleted, and I had to rewrite it. Some people, seem to think that it is men that get up to these evil tricks, but in my experience, it is mostly women who do it, to other women. Those people (dogs, should I say, leeches) are so offended by the truth, they can’t handle the truth, and they go to lengths to delete it. The girl across the road here at Kookaburra Park, fits this bill. Completely stupid, and at the moment, I’m pretty sure she has a sound recording machine, which she is using a recording of a little boys voice, to try and to control the situation - she is a fucking idiot. Fuck off you stupid mindless ‘using’ Leach. And you have to ask yourself why would someone want to try to make me sound crazy, make me sound like a crazy woman, - what’s in it for them? And what great bad thing have I done towards them in the past, that they would want to retaliate in such a way? I know I haven’t done any such bad thing towards anyone, so I can only assume that person is completely nuts themselves, and they have a deep fear of people finding out exactly crazy they themselves are; and so, they’re putting their projections onto me - that must be it! (I mean I can only assume, since that person is an unknown coward.) But actually, I have noticed this quite a lot of other times too, people try and manipulate the situation to try to make me sound crazy. I suspect this is the reason why some of the items that have been stolen have been later returned they want to try make me sound crazy. You know, I reread this part and I’m thinking, if you weren’t me you would really have no idea what I’m talking about, and may just think I was crazy, particularly the part about the sound recording machine – but I have literally seen someone on a motorbike, harassing me with bird noises, from their sound machine that was strapped over their shoulder, so it really is a “true thing” and not some crazy cockanninnie notion that I have in my head - this is just literally what’s happening, and I’m literally just writing about it. Guess what, I’m not crazy - and, you functionally retarded moron from FB, you’re just going to have to deal with it. Also, this phenomenon is a secret, there are ‘so called’ mental health workers, Dr’s, who will call them crazy or Schizophrenic if they admit they can hear someone else, they say it is in their imagination. The cluelessness of those so-called university graduates is embarrassing from my viewpoint (Dr Ali ALitae – you stupid foolish old man, he has probably wrongfully diagnosed 100’s of women - you know all women should be outraged by this person and the likes, and by the whole system in general, it’s total discrimination against women, and has been this way for many years. It is women who are picked on in this area because of their feminine ways, means, and ability. I did see they are trying to ‘capture’ men in the current so called (money making industry creating) “mental health” push, 2021). And this paragraph that so adeptly describes what happens, was deleted, and I have re-written it. So, it is quite significant. It actually does get more complicated, with not only sound, but seeing images aswell, I again try to explain in my “Dream Watchers” photo. Those ignorant and naive mental health workers have no concept of the metaphysical world and the connections we make at night, while we sleep. CLUELESS, still in 2021. The hesitancy and basic refusal to grasp this concept is extraordinary from my point of view. Are you really that backwards, or do you just want people to pretend it does not happen? (due to the sex factor). (SOMEONE TOLD ME, ITS BECAUSE THEY CAN’T ADMIT THEY WERE WRONG – and so continue with their bullshit – unbelievable stupidity). So, girls, sometimes I can’t quite believe the absentmindness of them, the older I get. ‘Sleeping Beauty’ – I believe Beethoven knew about Sleeping Beauties) HOW DID WOMEN GET THE VOTE? Btw, I since saw how, when I watched a movie called “North Country”, talk about male 3rd grade gang mentality/pack of dogs’ mentality) although special mention for the leading ladies’ haircut, sublime. Oh, and I need to mention, there are some women, who maybe later look back and see how stupid their behaviour was, and they TRY to blame me, (the stupidity continues) as if it was my fault she tried to break the toilet wall down to get inside while I was in the middle of things – YEAH RIGHT) anyway, so those women try to come up with plans to make it look like it is the other way around, and, I can assure you, these stupid bimbos are so intent on their mission, that they have a lot of people fooled, they are some of the saboteurs I have mentioned. (And hence why I was locked up against my will for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – FUCKED people, I really do recommend NOT having kids. And, I have noticed girls in Gunnedah, always follow me around, wherever I go, like stray dogs, (still with the unbelievable stupidity) and I have noticed and recognized some of them, from the younger years at NEGS, (27 years ago now), Tarsha Burns little sister Gina (more about that stupid dog later), Emma Finylason, and house mistress Miss Goldman. (don’t ask me why??) – I now need a camera recording around my neck whenever I go into town, to keep the sleepy bullies at bay. EVEN AT MY NEW ADDRESS IN QLD. And, it could be my little bitch sister Penny Bieman stealing? (Just realized she and some short blonde sales girl stole $2200 from me at Harvey Norman 20yrs ago via cash/credit card issue), and all Bunnings bimbos staff – major problems there. Although, I recall, the stealing really started after I got back from Melbourne, in 2006. I probably unknowingly picked up stray dogs in Melbourne, who follow me around; really stupid ones. I mention it before on here, my whole class at RMIT in Melbourne were thieving mongrels. Plus then there’s the Cathy Goldman factor who goes and gets people from my past, so she probably went and got those girls from that class. Little female thieves. Like what is it about mongrels, do I have a sign on my head “please follow me around and be a stupid bimbo”, I DON’T THINK SO, but unbelievable stupidity; rack off you stupid dogs. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s some girls who graduate from NEGS and then think they have the right to go through other people‘s personal belongings whenever it suits them -it’s absolutely disgraceful that NEGS does this kind of thing and then teaches little girls that it is fine and ‘important’ to go through people’s stuff. DISGRACEUL. Enough about that school. Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. (actually it was called “Brownies” back then.) Example of fake news; IN 2014 Channel 9 – NBN, (that is our local station here in Tamworth / Gunnedah and surrounds NSW Australia.) – they did a story on Limbi School, (situated near Tamworth, population 250, school population aprox 25!) They showed lots of kids doing various activities, they showed the old school house and the girl was talking about some new project they were working on, it was a whole big segment on the 6 O’clock news with lots of single mothers and kids involved. BUT it turns out that, that school was closed down in 2009, and sold for $40000 in 2011 (www.det.nsw.edu.au ). So that whole story they did in 2014 on Channel 9 was complete BULLSHIT, little female liars. (Btw, I attended that school in infants, it was a shockingly bad school for 5yr old’s to 6th grade, with only 1 teacher, Mr Cone, who was a sadistic prick that still used to use the cane, 1980. 1980!) Another school that will be burning in hell, Limbri Public. Mr Cone, used to keep a cane in his office, and would use it to inflict fear, he is a Terrorist who teaches kids it is ‘good’ and ‘important’ to be a Terrorist. He especially would ‘toy’ with it, whilst verbally reprimanding a child for no reason or a made-up reason. (He may have used it on the boys, I am not sure I remember thinking the only reason he did not actually strike me one day when I was in his office alone, at age 5, was because I was a girl.) I can’t imagine a 5yr doing anything that would warrant such discipline. He just wanted to inflict fear and power trip over the child for his own personal gain -adults should be severely fined for doing this, {that bit was edited, initially I said shot, but I was told this could be misinterpreted, possibly by his daughters, they don’t want anyone to know what he was like, what they as a family were like} but I believe it is not even something that is talked about or discouraged, like the cane that was ‘outlawed’ in the 70’s. This power tripping abuse stops people from being confident and learning, and living to their potential. Because of him I will not let a man within 10 feet of me, still to this day (you would not believe what happens if one tries). Actually, this terrible thing, maybe, has been a blessing in disguise, I know because of it, my little brother was saved by a would-be kidnapper in Bali, and I love being single – of all the men that have crossed my path in my life, I have really only encounted 1 that had a natural ability to bring out the best in someone, most men strive to bring out the worst in a girl, they have an obsession with humiliation. They are quite disgraceful (probably due from their primary school education and hopeless parents) I know I am not missing out, quite the contrary. It is a wonder to me that so many women get married. (a lot of “turning a blind eye” must go on). You know, if that form of abuse hadn’t happened, I’d probably be unhappily married with kids right now, and be just as clueless and miserable as all the other drunk housewives that I have witnessed in my life. BTW, those men who have been raised in such situations, who in Australia, I know number in the thousands, if not millions, due to complete incompetent parenting and teaching, so, ones that have been exposed to fear mongering and learning by example how to be a terrorist, through emotionally abusive teachers, fathers…, those men are “damaged goods”. And I know this maybe not be true of all other women, but it’s certainly true of me; someone with this kind of obvious damage, is not going to be a “suitable mate” in any way or form, obvious character flaw! Whether it be subconscious or consciously – just an instinct, that most people have actually. It’s mostly obvious amongst men, choosing pretty women as a partner, an instinct, they have. But as a woman, this antagonistic behaviour that most men have, is one of the characteristics that I would instantly mark as a ‘write off’, I would not think about it, it would be something I would simply observe and subconsciously write off that person. I also want to add there are certain people who really don’t allow single ladies to exist in the world, there’s a huge issue around single women, which I’ve talked about before, so I won’t go into it now, but you can see how it’s in the best interest for the ‘powers to be’ to greatly improve parenting skills and teaching methods, to rid the world of those particular dysfunctions. Women are on the way of ‘savvy-ing’ up! Although by banning me from social media – they have yet taken another step backwards. And read my photo story called “Why do I have long hair”. I need to mention my brothers kidnap attempt: A family holiday in Bali, I was 10, had my 11th b’day there: On a bemo (Balinese taxi bus) a man, Balinese man, took off with my younger brother Daniel at one of the stops. Gone! Just like that. But dad saw, (miraculously) and it was DAD who jumped off the bemo, and raced down the street after them. I have a clear distinct memory of this Balinese man he had dark skin and very short hair, a bit hard to tell his age but I’m pretty sure he had some wrinkles, or crow’s feet at the very least. I remember him sizing me up and then sizing my little brother up - I guess he must’ve settled on my little brother, my brother had blonde hair at that point. (I wouldn’t go so far as to say that he was better looking than me!) LOOK. Parents - you have to pay attention all the time. Btw, the driver waited there, he saw what was going on. Dad returned with Daniel about 6 minutes later. “I got him back, lets go.” Back to my Limbri school story; A typical school day at that Limbri school: us Kindy‘s was sat in front of the TV all morning, after recess we came back and did colouring-in, then after lunch, some mothers came in and we did hand sewing all afternoon. Typical day for the first and second graders too. So, "watched television in the morning" and did "sewing in the afternoon". I recall one day we did pet rocks; we all had to bring a rock into school, then we spent the afternoon painting it and putting two eyes on it, and then naming it as our pet rock, it was truly absurd. Mum cottoned on after a while and I had to do extra work after school until we relocated. Fortunately for me, 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, the teacher realizing he had an audience, must have been playing up to his crowd. I, as a five-year-old, wondered why on earth they were so hell bent on wanting to listen to the teacher, when I knew he was an incompetent idiot. It’s a very clear and strong memory I have as a five-year-old, formed about men. When I moved to QLD, Builyan last year - guess what, there was another one of those terrible schools, with only 1 teacher and all the years in the same classroom. Get it through your thick little heads (depEdu), it is not possible to teach multiple kids the 11 different levels of learning years, goodness it’s hard enough for teachers with the 1 age group in the classroom, let alone having 11 different ages. And the problems of only 1 teacher, with no one to keep tabs on them – they misbehave, that is the teachers misbehave. Teachers, like everyone else in positions of power, need to be kept ‘in check’. I suspect one of the boys in that school from all those yrs ago, is one of the people terrorizing me by stealing and trying to play God (and of course getting things totally wrong). No idea what his name is. {I was possibly advised that at least 2 of those kids at that time went on to be functional and happy people in society!} NEGS, Gunnedah Primary School, Limbri School – you all need to be sued (otherwise, change does not come about). I want to talk about how in primary school, Gunnedah Public Primary School, our year had two classes, with about 30 kids in each. One was called the A class one was called the B class. The people in A class were considered to be the smarter ones. But I assure you, this in reality is not the case, these classes were divided purely on a socio-economic basis. Kids from well-to-do families were in the A class, kids from families where the mother was perceived as bloody hopeless, was in the B class. A lot of problems in society stem from this distinction, those kids in the B class were not treated fairly, there would be a whole other heap of psychological problems that develop in those kids psyche of feeling ‘not worthy’, and at the very least, from an academic point of view. I’m not saying they would not have had other issues going on, from possible abusive family situations, but I can assure you there is just as many problems like that, that goes on in ‘well-to-do family‘s’ and I have found all throughout my life, people have been trying to put me in a ‘B class’s (I was in the A class btw) but especially the police and stupid bimbo dogs who do it. (I suspect people who were in the B class back then, try to do it as now adults – see, psychological problems) I hate to tell you but you can find some incredibly smart people who are totally broke, poor, and unemployed, it’s just the way society works out, often work places are a total mix and there are no distinctions. And you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, and you should be careful when you speak to someone, if you think you’re speaking to someone who is unimportant, or a ‘loser’ or a ‘no-one’ THINK AGAIN. You need to treat every single person with respect regardless of what your preconceptions of this persons background is, this is REALLY important, you will get yourself in trouble if you do not do this, on a spiritual level. - I’ve seen it happen a lot. Plus, more importantly, people who do not judge like this, win big time, more so than just what ‘peoplepowers the be’ decide. It doesn’t pay to be snobbish, or at least don’t base your assumptions about a person on economic stance. Of course, always tell the stupid dogs to go shove it up their arse. By the way, this class thing, is so ridiculously obsessed over by certain female (bimbo types, and never men!!) that by the time they reach old age, and have to go in a nursing home, and because they are not what they once were, they kind of don’t hold back on their personal thoughts about class, when I worked in a nursing home briefly, I witnessed a lot of old female biddies express their class distinction, and they indeed wanted to make it known to everyone, that they are from the rich and upper-class! They were quite ridiculous. You know it really doesn’t matter what your background is in a nursing home, everyone’s treated the same in there, you eat the same, you get cared for the same, you have to go to bed at the same time. Now, you might just write them off as old and senile, but truly this is how women think all their life – well that bloody short blonde thinks like that. (This class bit was deleted so I re-written it in more detail J) If you marry some guy that doesn’t really give a shit about you, but you want to be ‘married’, and then you have his kids - this is C class. wakey wakey. Btw, I have met a lot of ‘monkees’, that is, clueless people who do their job in a clueless fashion, and they are considered ‘professionals’, they are highly paid and are well respected. CLUELESS MONKEES in the upper echelons of society! -Pickpockets in Gunnedah (and who follow me around wherever I go and steal from me)! Really and truly, I’ve had it up to here with stupid little bimbos who steal, it’s not going to be so funny if I catch you red-handed, I assure you. I have got 47yrs of pent-up anger, what do you suppose will happen? Every time I drove into town, I had dogs break into my car and steal whatever was in there that time. I’ve had that many pairs of secateurs stolen it’s unbelievable. What, do they wait at the entrance of Gunnedah, to see each car that comes in from out of town? and when they see my car, do they call all their thieving friends? and then stalk me so they can steal when I go into a shop and am not looking?? I’m so outraged by these people. Every time I went into Gunnedah, same thing, something taken, every single time. MORON HUMANS FROM GUNNEDAH. Clare Gardener, why are you following me around in an orange Torana? Can’t you think for yourself? You know, often, the girls are kind of covert, like if I turn around suddenly, they disappear into the crowd, you know how fucking coward women are. One time, I was wanting to buy some chickens, and I went to the Gunnedah Poultry Show, and there was a girl following me around the poultry floor it, was extremely odd, and I saw her, like I could hear her, I could hear peoples reaction to seeing someone follow me, and I could see her from the corner of my eye, and when I turned around and looked at her directly, it took a moment, but she finally realised that I was looking at her and she quickly about faced and kind of run away. I have a clear image of what she looked like, I didn’t recognise her, she was kind of mousey and skinny, she may be reminded me of this little girl I looked after in Sydney as a nanny, she was only 7 then, so I can only guess what she would look like at that time. Or maybe she looked Tricia Colton, they both had that same kind of skinny white girl look, but I think Tricia was tall than the girl following me. Whether it was one or the other, or neither, who knows, oh, that reminds me, there was another one who looked like that she was my assistant at Discovery Clothing, I think I saw her once in Gunnedah, she wanted my Daewoo, she was a bitch. And from the chook girl’s delayed reaction, I suspect this girl had followed me on a regular basis, and is not used to be seen by me. But stupid, little dogs, that’s what I think about women who follow me like that, they must have absolutely zero brain activity going on inside their heads. Zero. (See, feminist, I am trying to save the bimbos!) Gladstone Elders 'legally' stole a part of my Bond, STOLEN. Get out of my head little girl. The means, ways and tactics that girls come up with to steal from me is unbelievable, this is just another one, it’s almost as bad as the business in Tamworth (NorthApp) who stole my brand-new F&P 'Tall' dishwasher in a totally 'legal' manner. (Kelly Sleight. Stolen because it was tall, and the GoldStarDog theory, read later no conviction, unfortunately, I believe the police are working on this, she is known within Tamworth). The staff at Bunnings and Harvey Norman steal from young females – they are targeted, entrapped and preyed upon, they are followed home, and are harassed by staff (no conviction). 20 years of harassment at Gunnedah. I literally need someone to housesit my house whenever I go into town so nothing gets stolen. I call them the Bunnings Bimbos - they would have stolen about $10000 worth of stuff over a 10yr period. BTW, I would have spent about $40000, instore in that time (I am not a shoplifter, I am opposed to stealing, they were targeting young girls to 'hound' and 'vilify'). They suck - I never shop at Bunnings anymore, and shame on them, actually, Bunnings is a part of a huge crime network right across Australia. Instore one time, I recognized one of the thieves- he was 1 of 3 that burgled my flatmate and I, 20yrs ago, they took $1000's worth of our stuff (that guy was albino – I mean how stupid if you’re an albino to choose a life of crime – stand out like a saw thumb). (And, stupid Sharon Morgan). I will be willing them to get cancer and die. IT DOES NOT PAY TO STEAL FROM ME. Stupid. I believe Centrelink and ‘jobs providers’ are also guilty of stealing from me. One bonus payment got stolen by Centrelink staff. (Or Commonwealth Bank – those girls are dodgy too, ties to NEGS) Nurses at hospitals make kids sick deliberately, so they can look after them. (Some, I have to say, at Armidale Hospital NSW. Some believe a sick child is a result of an adults 'will' anyway, especially a doctor, but mothers too). I guess I should put that nurse story here: when I was 16, I had my tonsils out. Afterwards, when I was coming out of anaesthesia, and was very groggy, mum who had travelled up to Armidale to be by my bedside (cool mum), I just heard her seemingly repeatedly asking me if I was ok and what did I want. And because I was so groggy, I didn't really understand her question, like she was asking me if I want a drink or anything, or food. But I've thought oh, she’s asking me about my Christmas list! So, I just started going on about this radio I want, I explained it: it’s a contemporary old 60’s style that is grey and green …. 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. Stupid nurse. Dysfunctional. Another perfect example of a typical STUPID jealous bitch in Australia. Mind your own business.And bimbo mothers: stop over breeding, no wants a 3rd born bitch! Such a problem of jealousy in this country, and its from multiple kids. Simple solution. 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 experie nce 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 scared of a female driver) { Same thing happened at Mackay; I'm driving around in my big Ute, this old lady now, with this big dual cab high tray Ute. The dogs cannot handle it at all, they are so scared of me. The police have given me two tickets on two different trips up to Mackay in 6 months. The police are the dogs, they're worse than the little gangs that used to hang out at McDonald's}. And blonde bimbo, pay attention here, this is an area of MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES IN PEOPLE, 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, apparently the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. {note, India is becoming more and more westernized now as greedy pharmaceuticals realize the potential of a multi-billion-person market. } and, when made a post on Facebook about the heat factor, I had dogs on FB going to GREAT LENGTHS to delete my post, and I kept on reposting it on various groups, but they hounded me and hounded me deleting every one I posted over days/weeks, eventually deleting my whole account for 4 years. So I think I may be hitting the nail on the head with my theory, it’s the same one as that Cocoon movie and cold treatments in water…..the secret to longjevity. It is not normal to get sick every winter – this needs to be addressed. In my opinion this virus should be the number 1 priority by scientists to be eradicated. – {oh, here we are now in 2020, and I believe something is being attempted to do something about it, covid19, YAH} (Oh, and some vitamin / mineral supplements cause cancer, I believe my dad’s pancreatic cancer was caused from a $400 bottle of nutrient solution -it’s like fertilizer (wrongly fertilize your plants, they keel over and die, same thing)- who sold him those $400 bottles?? $400 – EVIL PEOPLE OVERCHARGE LIKE THAT) later, a birdy informed me, those bottles were given to him deliberate. Save the planet, stop breeding like rabbits, seriously. (Mothers with only one child make the best mothers. If you can’t afford to feed your child you should not have had kids and thus are stupid. (Thieving bloody single mothers, I have had it up to here and beyond with you) I firmly believe no woman can physically handle more than 2 anyway, there is not enough hours in the day to tackle ALL a child’s physical and emotional needs, aswell as guide, teach, care and feed, it is only ego that drives people to have more than 2. So, stop it for the good of the planet, and the good of a balanced child . Really, I try not to ‘boss’ people around and tell them what to do, – but this is just so obvious, and hardly any mothers know it. BTW I would never chastise a mother being a single mother or for having more than 2 kids. They have made their choice, they have to live with it, their life will be hard enough. The point of this paragraph is to say to women, your life would make much more sense and be much easier, if you choose not to have any or no more than 2. Plus didn’t have kids without a supporting partner. Choose how to live. I suggested to Coles supermarket that they ought to be offering meat discounts for those women who don’t have kids – a just reward for saving the planet. My cat died from spot on flea treatment (Mast Cell Tumours) CANCER according to $400 biopsy and coward vet. Dentists will tell you all sorts of problems you have to get your money. (Same with Vets, Mechanics….) of course not all – they really need to put CCTVs on the ceiling at dentists to monitor work. And since I put this up, I have noticed mechanics - young boys, now overcharge bigtime - they stupid. Related to Telstra. Doctors are perverts (a child needs to be accompanied by both parents at Dr visit) -actually I would further say a child needs to be accompanied by at least 1 parent at all times, a parent who pays attention. (Including in the classroom, if you child is of slight frame and shy, he/she will be victimized by the teacher). Teachers get off humiliating kids (Debbie Croft, Tydd, Hill, Gunnedah NSW - they used to have staff meetings to come up with ways to humiliate me specifically) I honestly don’t know how teachers and some parents can get things so wrong in this day and age of information and education. (Public schools JUST SAY NO) YOU CAN’T USE ME FOR YOUR PERSONAL POWER TRIPPING YOU twits. I am beginning to think Gunnedah has a problem, especially amongst the rich, that try to ‘outwill’ one another – a game. I have been attacked by dogs 5 times in my life (only 5 times by the canine species - countless other times by the human variety of DOG). I will describe one here; I ventured over to my country neighbours farm by horseback one day, about a horse – they knew who I was, I had been there a week or so before with my other neighbour discussing horses and kittens. I jumped down off my horse and walked the 4 or 5m under the patio to the back door, in that time, their dog was there and looking like it would attack, I called out to see if anyone was home, then the dog did attack. I screamed bloody Mary, and it released itself and ran away (I am a slight person (was), but I have a scream like you would not believe), but then I heard a voice, the owner, Mrs Finlay was just sitting at the open window literally 1m away from me, she would have seen the whole thing unfurl from the moment I jumped off my horse, yet she did not call off her dog. She used her dog as a puppet. That woman is plain evil and she does not deserve to live. (She’s probably a 3rd born). Must add for all the bimbos who read that, then accused me of being evil, the kind of evil that only a dog can see!! NO you idiots, those 5 dogs were not a good judge of character. THEY JUST HAVE EVIL BITCH OWNERS. Otherway around. By the way, that evil woman, still tried to sell me her horse, and when I went down the paddock with my bruised leg, the horse, I could see was like really old, he even had grey hair all over his face, like he was very very old, not just a little bit past his prime. Unbelievable these farmers, several hundreds of dollars she wanted. Although I was reminded of dad many years ago, when he moved to the country, after living in Sydney all his life, he purchased a couple of horses for the kids, and some farmer sold him a very old horse. Dad would not have known any better or probably just wouldn't have minded anyway, because he wanted quiet horse for the kids - but that horse, called Strawberry, died the following week. In my opinion, it was definitely a farmer scam knowing a city person would not know the difference. I know dad wouldn't have seen it that way. Just chance he would have thought. I bet the same farmers who sold him that horse whispered on the farming network to Mrs Finlay, sell her that horse, she won't know the difference, she's Dick Bieman's daughter! Well too bad!! I did notice the difference and you can shove your evilness up your arse, you disgusting farming people. He also bought another horse that was an albino, pink eyes and all, so weird looking. She did not last long either. 11. Centrelink Nazis (This contains strong emotional language; if you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen) I can’t begin to explain the monumental problems I’ve had when going to Centrelink. The girls that work there are the most revolting creatures I’ve ever encountered, worse than the electric companies and worse than the female staff at Melbourne hospital, so pretty bad. I’m sure I have enough dirt on Centrelink that I could close the whole thing down! I mean that bad. From stalking me, following me home, to excessive wait times (5hrs once, all day). Rude, condescending communication at the counter. One time I received a letter from Centrelink which was so revolting in his bullish, arrogant and powertripping gestapo nazi way, that I was determined to go there the next day and demand to know who wrote it. It was on my desk ready, only when I went get it - it was gone. Someone had actually broken into my house and taken this incriminating evidence that was sent to me (the girl later at Centrelink told me it was an automated letter– as if. Lying cunts). If somebody went and got a bomb, then dropped one on ALL of the Centrelink offices across Australia; I shall be laughing and singing; hooray hooray the witch is dead. The people that work at Centrelink need to be shot. They have no idea how to behave socially how to be respectful and how to do their job. Now, I always have my camera recording, this has made a HUGE difference, my life is somewhat bearable now. Infact one of the biggest area where body cams, and taking photos of people, naming and shaming them online, has been the most helpful and effective, has been dealing with Centrelink. Centrelink are such dodgy lying power tripping female cunts. It is beyond comprehension how they can live with themselves. They must be feeling soo guilty by now. But getting their photo and their names and preferably recording all interactions, is really an absolute necessity - they ideally need to be held accountable, because they have gotten away with basically attempted murder. Also, that first day when I was at Parramatta, my passport was stolen, and at around that same time, my birth certificate was stolen out of my flat. So that was 1994, first items that were stolen. (Reported to police, they can’t do anything). I suspect those thefts were related to the types of people I was forcefully encounted with, at Parramatta Centrelink, due to having to wait there for 5 hours. Back then (1994) Centrelink offices were packed, for some reason the staff liked to keep all the unemployed together waiting in lines – total time wasters, infact that seemed to be their main aim, to waste low incomes people’s time. CONDASCENDING CUNTS {I am not excluding the staff from the passport/birth certificate theft, infact more likely to be them. DOG NETWORK who wrought the system}. One time I went there, parked in their carpark out front, (Gunnedah one) while I was in there, someone tampered with my car, so when I returned, it did not start, and those nasty bitches at the counter, refused to allow me to use their phone to call the mechanic or a lift. FUCK I HATE THEM; they seriously need to be shot, especially the ones from Gunnedah in the early 2000’s, {but I have had Australia wide problems at different Centrelink locations since the 90’s. They are all cunts. The people who stalk me constantly are related to Centrelink offices, somehow. Actually, that office moved from its original building OPPOSITE THE POLICE STATION, to this other strange place with a small 3 car park in front of it. I think that is the reason why they moved! so they could fuck up peoples cars; anyone who has a car?? (they did not want the police to see them tampering with my car). Unbelievable stupidity on behalf of the little people who work for Centrelink. Non thinking government workers who discriminate against unemployed people. I'm entitled to WHAT I'm entitled to - deal with it you stupid little 3rd born retards. I have very clear memories of the staff at that Gunnedah Centrelink, and it is without question that those staff were pure evil and definitely responsible for the tyrannical Nazi harassment, they should be locked up with the key thrown away. Later, I put in complaints about any tyrannical behaviour, but that made no difference, they ignore ALL complaints. And in QLD, not only do they ignore, but they retaliate with some sort of punishment for making a complaint. THEY ARE DISGUSTING PEOPLE. One time, after the usual ignore me complaint, I put in a complaint to my local MP about them, just relaying what they do. After that, the Gunnedah office again moved location, and got all new staff, at greatly reduced number of staff; from 50 young girls in the office to 3, and no young girls at all infact. Plus, they introduced Jobs Providers, a different situation for unemployed people; they changed the reporting format-instead of going to Centrelink now, jobseekers are made to go to jobs providers, but still the whole process is a power tripping exercise for employees of Centrelink, it is run by women who know how to wrought the system, on one occasion I had my $800 bonus stolen. {Incidentally since everybody else in Australia received that bonus of $800, including dad - dad purchased a $800 new LED big screen TV with it. And it wasn’t shortly after that, when he died, and I inherited his big $800 TV. But, a few years later, when I was relocating, yet again, and the TV was out on the Veranda for a couple of weeks, until I found a good spot for it, and in that couple of weeks somebody vandalised and broke it. I suspect it has something to do with jealousy, because it was a huge TV, and here I was, very poor, yet I had this big TV, it incensed somebody enough to literally break it.} Someone later told me, it was not Centrelink who stole the $800, but the bank, CBA; they just did not put it the money in my account or removed it - and that’s why Bonus’s now, are given in the form of electricity rebates. After they changed the format, it was much better, but soon enough the jobs providers saw how they now could wrought the system too. I assume then, well I know, that the evilness was not addressed (no incarceration with the key thrown away) which is why I still have problems from them? massive problems from 2020 onwards with jobs providers stalking me. Again, with the weird phone calls. Seriously, you have to take action with these people, you can't just turn a blind eye. {2024 harassment from Centrelink by phone, re medical certificate; fairly certain it was some little bitch from Gunnedah – stalking me at Mackay}. And I want to quickly mention here the total scam Work for The Dole- this is slave labour; there are no ifs and buts about it. Those people are unemployed, that means NO MONEY – yet Centrelink want them to work for NO MONEY. The most stupid philosophy ever. And, if you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional, DELUSIONAL, D-E-L-U-S-I-O-N-A-L. It is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell – as I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs – that was their sole intention, to get me sick. There was someone stalking me when I lived at Tulcumbah, she was the main one who wanted me to get sick. I do not know who that blonde bimbo was, but I suspect she worked for a politician?? And was the same one who refused my Aus study when I was 18. At the same nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever I think it was that, it may have also been Epstein virus at same time? Or Pneumonia? Or all 3 -because of the ongoing side-effects from this virus, many years later, I was advised by some smarty-pants, that it's pneumonia. (Some non-thinking female workers let their kids roam-free there, so playground virus’s too). Why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – Btw, the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Dementia or Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here at Gunnedah, I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. It’s like I developed an allergy to cold weather. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus (although pesticides are proving to be a big contender in that blame game). Looking back at this instant, and a few others when I have been sick, I can see the correlation between being treated disrespectfully, and getting sick. One seems to go hand-in-hand with the other. I wrote a whole story about it, somewhere on this blog. I was forced to move from Gunnedah as it was too cold for me; I blame Centrelink for basically ruining my life. I had it all sorted with my business of selling seeds and plants, I had spent a small fortune building it up; by now as I update, I would also be selling teas/ herbs and my essential oil. I just suspect the whole reason I had to move after David and Brenda sold their farm was because of Centrelink. I honestly don't know how those women who work at Centrelink can be so stupid…they treat other people who they think are inferior to them like they can make no decisions for themselves - they are beyond arrogant and stupid. BTW, I have just discovered that if you’re on unemployment benefits and that if you have a baby- they will put you on a pension for 7 years, this is an automatic thing, which means that you won’t have to do any reporting. This is why there are so many bastards and stupid bitches that steal from me, because what woman wouldn’t want to put an end to the bullying stalking and harassment that goes on at Centrelink by those bitches? - and they can do it just by having a baby. So aside from primary school teachers it is Centrelink who perpetuates evil in this world. {DO NOT HAVE A BABY FOR THIS POINT – THAT IS STUPID AND NON LONG TERM THINKING}. The Australian Government did not pay my Aus study when I was 18 and entitled, yes, entitled, that’s what we do in this country, to encourage thinkers, because they had heard (there’s that Dog Network again), that I had gone to private school, so assumed that I must be rich, and not entitled to Aus study - PATHETIC, how naïve are those stupid bimbo girls that work there. 3/4 of the parents that send their kids to private school, are battlers - the main reason they are sending their kids there is ‘education’. Education is a priority - they pinch and string together their weekly budget so they can send their kids to good schools (everyone’s heard the tales of what goes on in the classrooms of public schools). But those parents are from the same community, work in the same sectors, as those who have kids in public schools, the only difference is ‘education’ is the priority. Obviously, there are some very wealthy kids aswell (this is a democratic country after all, well, meant to be). There are all sorts of types at Private school. Anyway, when someone is of age – 18, they are entitled to Aus study, regardless of what their parents income is. So, I hate to say it, but this is discrimination; prejudice and bias against those, who people think have money -and not necessarily do. A case of rumour has it. Stupid female Centrelink staff. Because, my parents DID NOT have a huge income anyway, Dad worked for the dep of Ag, and mum did not work (at that point, she was a nurse before she married and did a little more home nursing while I was school) – so, I would have been eligible to receive Austudy, but the stupid dog at the counter even refused (she was such a bitch) to give me a form to fill out and apply. So, Centrelink records show NO REJECTION. Now, at that time, I told my flatmate that Centrelink refused to give it to me, and she would have told her friend (the call-girl/David Jones make up girl, plus those 3 guys who hung around – so I believe, all those people suddenly thought I was super rich, as I could not get Austudy, and were involved in the burglary we had at that time, and possibly all the thefts from me – SUCH FUCKING STUPIDIDTY, FROM NOT ONLY CENTELRINK BUT my supposed friends – not that I classify those people as my friends (they are obvious scum thieves), but they were in my life back when I was 19, for a brief 6mnths or so. These thefts have ruined my life. I cannot do anything because of it – such irony, it is Centrelink who has prevented me from working. SURROUNDED BY MORONS. They need to be sued over this - but do you think any Australian lawyer will step forward - as if; those hopeless whipped cowards. And by the way, and this next part was deleted, I have had to rewrite it here again; my friend at Tafe, in the 2-year Associate Diploma fashion course, was from Hong Kong, her parents owned a prominent jewellery business in Hong Kong city. Her father and brother lived there still and worked it. Her mother and she had moved to Australia for the point of study, and were living in their own home in Ryde. She received Aus study. And I was not allowed Austudy, even though her family were quite wealthy, certainly wealthier than mine. Obviously that same stupid Centrelink staff who said no to me, saw my friend was Chinese and said ‘yes, you must be poor’ – you can get it. Stupid. The Australian government and Centrelink are an abomination. Burn in hell female bimbo Centrelink dogs. {The problems I mentioned here, don't anywhere near cover the number of other problems that I haven't even written about. I can assure you, my accusations are justified.} You can see from the very beginning of my adult life, nothing ever just worked out. And if you read all my blog, you will clearly see it gets much worse. I really hope by ranting and raving about this, it’s made a difference and that some girl who’s just like me with working class parents, who turns up Centrelink at 18, doesn’t get refused, so from the very beginning, she can have a good start to her adult working life. (I have heard, it has, there have been changes, whether that’s is true?) Btw – they are still paying for their mistake. Side bar, this assumption of wealth, is also related to people getting overcharged electricity each quarter, same thing, with people (bimbo women) assuming a certain family is wealthy, and so overcharging them. Basically, it is 2 factors that are the bane of my life, and its Centrelink, and the thieves, which for all I know could be the same people. You know Centrelink - you really should not be having this much impact on my life - it is not YOUR LIFE. Wake up. I would like to add as another little side bar here, because it’s not just girls from Centrelink, some of my friends assumed that my father must’ve been paying for me when I was living in Sydney, and he did agree to pay my rent when I was studying for 2yrs, and a $20 per week food allowance which also had to stretch to Course supplies. After 1 yr I asked him to buy me a futon, he agreed. I still have it, and love it. Most girls in same boat as me could receive rent assistance with their Aus study, but like I mentioned, I wasn’t able to get the badly needed Austudy. (I starved those 2 yrs). $20! After I finished the 2yr Diploma course, I was on my own, no more rent money from dad, I stayed with my aunt for a couple of months, then lucky I got a job and found a unit – with my aunts help. I am guessing she did not want a hungry starved 20yr old hanging around! Although for my birthday that year, in October for my 21st, I requested Dad purchase me an aquarium for my unit at Pendle Hill near Bonds, which he did! (Probably should’ve asked him for a washing machine, but you know, young girls….) And a couple of years later I asked him if he would go guarantor for my car loan through Nissan finance, which he agreed to, so he didn’t have to pay for anything, but he just had to state for the record if I was unable to make payments he would cover the loan - but of course he did not have to do that, I am a responsible person and always pay my own debts. (Although Nissan finance and CBA totally screwed me with interest rate). Ended up paying $26000 for a $13000 car. (They included the first year insurance without really telling me, or me understanding; as under 26yr old, insurance premiums are EXTREME. OMG, when the next year came round I got a big shock!! What!!!) Some people have since compared my situation to the phrase “teaching someone to swim by throwing them in the deep end”. Then 30yrs later after both my parents had died, I inherited money from the sale of Dads house in Gunnedah, minus a few depts and fees, then divided by 4 (4 kids). I then just sat back and watched everyone steal it from me anyway, - you know there’s nothing I can do when people are overcharging me. And later if I needed to sell something, buyers would only pay like $2 for a $1000 object. Where were all these 2nd hand items when I needed to make purchases? – I frequently had to buy a brand-new. (Except at the Gunnedah Tip Shop – thankyou thankyou) but really, life is a series of years of being totally screwed. Fuck you all. You know that expression “save the women and children” – well, not me! Maybe it’s just been my life where nothing ever works out, I’m not sure. It worked out for my parents, except they both died young (I personally believe they died young because they liked to think of everyone in society as “good”, they refused to believe about evil wicked ways of people – they just wanted to be ‘positive’ all the time). This is ultimately NOT HEALTHY. I’m writing about it in the hopes to make people aware of the problems vulnerable people go through. BTW, I want to mention, the fact I went away to school, also stopped me from getting a job in the local community, at the Coop, they gave preference to candidates from the local High School - that business went broke a few years later. Private / Public, it’s a definite ‘thing’. As far as I was concerned, I went to school, and I was punished for going to school. I just thought of something that worked out - when I moved to Rangari, that first year I planted dozens of trees / shrubs / fruit trees/veges, and that year and the following year, we had massive floods all throughout Australia and basically, I didn’t have to water any of my plants for that couple of years, which was absolutely brilliant, and a total godsend - it was like I was meant to be there, and I was finally on track in life. Unfortunately, 10 yrs later, once again in my life, an interfering bully ruins my life - the property sold, and straight away I was asked to leave. Life snatched away. Money snatched away. Good health and food snatched away. My hometown snatched away. I was ‘Cast out’ of my life. This country is run by bullies and is just full of bullies. It is my experience that unemployed people are not the threat to this country by any means, it is the well-connected, well-paid bully staff there that have no respect for any of the people on welfare and treat them in most cases worse than criminals, it is them that are a threat to the democracy of this country, it is them who enforce oppression, which, by the way, is still huge today- it’s not just something that happened in the last century. Why they employ ‘dog personalities’ is beyond my comprehension -a dog will chase its pray until it is dead, they are not people that are fit to work anywhere, let alone at Centrelink where there are many vulnerable people. Also, Centrelink and government staff would have NO IDEA about the kind of issues I personally have to deal with – they are clueless of reality. CLUELESS. One thing I’ve noticed that Centrelink staff (or jobs providers) do, and actually this is not restricted to Centrelink department; I find a lot of government departments do this, but well I will stick to my personal experience with Centrelink here; in the past I have had to do various activities or workshops or meetings, something for Centrelink, always with the nazi threat “if you do not attend your payments will be cut”. (And they have cut it numerous times, without reason, I have had to FIGHT them, to get want I am entitled to. Antagonistic CUNTS). So, with those situations that I have to attend, or spend time doing, I never get paid - Major strong feelings of their wasting vast amounts of my time, getting me to run through RIDICULOUS HOOPS. But what mainly annoys me, and is the motivation of these people, all of them involved are getting paid a big salary. Yet I don’t get paid at all - like these dogs are using me for money, and I have no choice in the matter. It’s like they want unemployed victims, so they can be used to make money, and power trip over, it’s really a very sick cat and mouse game they play. They are sickoes who have mental health problems. Such irony. BTW, treating unemployed people with such disrespect, is not confined to Centrelink staff. I find the whole of general community of Australia treat unemployed people with such contempt and such hatred, as if the unemployed were serial axe murderers with a deadly contagious skin disease that they might catch if they show any respect towards them. The cluelessness and such willingness to jump on a hateful bandwagon is done with such a clear intention, it’s like they enjoy hating so much, and the desire to have a common enemy is so overwhelming for them, that they totally ignore common sense, it is shameful, I am embarrassed for them. I believe this attitude is mostly perpetuated because there are so many multiple child families in this country, and it's a 3rd born, 4th born etc thing. 3rd borns, especially female ones who have difficulties applying commonsense, always think that somebody else has it better than, and they are missing out. So, for them, they feel if they didn't have to work, their life would be better, so then seeing an unemployed person, its automatic envy - they're completely stupid, and everyone should start NOT having more than 2 kids. Honestly, it couldn't be any clearer in my mind, that any more than 2 is absurd. And I think that mentality reaches out to all working Australians too, as I've noticed this thing in life, as an old adult now, when I encounter new people, the main aim of each person that I meet, is for them to tell me how hard they work, and that they hardly ever get any breaks, and they hardly make enough money, plus all the costs have gone up!! Pretty much every person and in fact, tells me this. It is their main aim to tell me, and make sure it is clear, that they work harder than anyone else. I think it is some sort of competition? To skyte about who works the hardest! {But I'm fairly certain, I mean, just a sneaking suspicion, in a lot of cases, it's not entirely accurate}, in fact in some cases, it's far from accurate I’m sure. But they fear being victimised like an unemployed person. Fear is their motivation. I have no fear.  You know in Papua New Guinea, that government pays whole communities to do nothing but breed. One man, I saw; 2 wives, 8 kids and no job! One woman; 25 grandchildren, no jobs in the remote area at all!! They don’t have to answer to any stupid power tripping Centrelink cunt. “Attend your appointment! Work for no money!” As if – it’s their culture!! {Maybe the Papua New Guinea government should explain to them about condoms. Maybe there should be free condoms sent out to all communities. Such financial costs, due to not wanting to talk about sex and condoms!!} Well, the Australian people ought to be grateful I don’t have any kids! I noticed there are certain individuals who work in Centrelink that do not want people on unemployment benefits to work part time, one day or two days a week. Because that money is allowed by Centrelink rules, there’s a certain amount of money you can earn before your deductions get cut off or reduced – most staff encourage this. And so, there’s other people (female ofcourse), who work at Centrelink, who don’t want recipients to receive any extra income. (Defying their own rules). Those particular staff members want unemployed people to be working without pay only. Their attitude is disgusting and some of them go to great lengths to get recipients fired, or they sabotage them in some way, so that they don’t receive any additional income other than the Centrelink benefit. They work in conjunction with QLD Police – stalking recipients and issuing fake fines to steal back any income made x 3. I’ve had female staff members from Centrelink follow me across town, and stalk me online -they are disgusting, not to mention stupid. They want people on unemployment benefit (which btw is $327 less than the Pension/ Disability Pension per fortnight, to only receive THAT amount, and no more) I believe these bimbos who follow me around and have sabotaged my eBay account so I cannot work my part time business there? They are absolutely tyrannical. They try to get politicians on board with them, and in Mackay – they have; stupid politicians. My uncle thinks it is lack of money that motivates the fury in my blog, I really never thought about it, I shall think about it now; and actually, not having money is NOT the issue for the motivation of this blog. I left the workplace due to bullying, and it was my decision that I would be better off being poor, then to have to put up with the revolting female dogs. It was an obvious choice, it was not difficult to make, it was an obvious right choice. No other path to tread. Back then, I don’t even think it was learning the ‘understanding of how the world works,’ and seeing how pretty much unfair and injust it is, even contributed to my decision. It was purely about the bullying. I was still paying my car off back then so had very minimal money – but not fazed by this at all, just glad to finally have some peace. So now, and especially since Centrelink realized this issue, and decided to pick up where the workplace bullies left off, (bully cunts), it is the stealing of petty items with little monetary value, and the torment via harassment/stalking, that I receive out in public, the sign people, that is the root cause of the fury in this blog; the thefts, harassment, and general disrespect, and being made to feel like a victim are the main fury. - set off by Sharon Morgen and Gov mental health people. Such irony. But, since I have been on low income for many years now, I realise it probably is something I SHOULD BE complaining about! If I look up the pension and pension disability rates - it’s extremely difficult living on $327 less than the typical pension. I mean how many times do you hear pensioners complaining about how little money they have? (a lot). Compared to my income, a pensioner is rich! Plus, I know 2 women slightly older than me by a couple of years or so, who both receive disability pension, and they have nothing wrong with them. Considering how much they use me and my moral compass – it is blatant theft! I guess it goes along the same lines as a fighter - a fighter would be complaining a lot about the lack of money. So, I’ll just put it quietly here now. I’m complaining. {you try being forced to relocate 8 times in 7 years, and lose all horticultural items that I purchased with dads house sale…}. Theres nothing stopping me, I complain; but they try to stop me. Emily Ban-man. Would having more money put an end to the theft? Would having more money in the past enabled no thefts at all? and no harassment at all? can’t say for certain but I pretty much doubt it - because I don’t feel the theft is about the monetary value, it’s about tormenting me. The same way a stupid little third born would torment it’s older sibling. The people who steal from me, must be third borns, that haven’t grown up. (Stop breeding you stupid selfish mothers.) When are women going to stop having more than two kids?? About the disrespect issue, as I know that there are people who are disrespectful if they just see someone as unemployed, thinking them as hopeless lazy losers, but I can assure you I’ve done monumental good things for this country, that most people will never know. I mentioned before don’t judge a book by its cover, I’ll say it again, don’t judge a book by its cover. When those people die, they will be able to look back on their life, and see, what fucking idiots they were. (hopefully!) I want to quickly mention the Jobs providers, on more than one occasion, they put in people from my past, not real acquaintances, but bullies from my past. (Fakers, not helpful people who will be able to find jobs for others. Unkind people – a game for the centerlink cunts). Btw, on the pie chart, the amount of money the gov spends on unemployment is a teeny tiny fraction compared to ALL other sectors. ALL! It is pensioners that take up the largest piece of that pie when it comes to tax payers money. Plus, there are many government departments who have workers receiving salaries, and they do absolutely ‘muckall’, all day long. I’ve had some people tell me that their whole entire department has been bogus, they all just turn up, then take-home pay-packets for doing nothing. And because those people have families/kids, and are in need of an income coming in, no one really does anything about it. Apparently, it has been going on since the 50’s. So, if anyone should complain about someone who is unemployed and receiving the very lowest of low incomes, just remember all those people on salaries that do muck all, all day long, and take home upwards of $80,000/yr. I just saw a story on ABC news; Jeff Hunt suspended with pay for 2 years while he was investigated for recruitment misconduct, at a Sydney College. He was found guilty and resigned. So, he was paid for 2 years on a higher education salary, for doing nothing, paid for 2 years for doing nothing. Nothing! Excuse me government, but I would like to be paid a high salary for doing nothing too, fairs fair. I think a quick mention here, for unseen work that I do. I do visibly sell my seeds. I have an ABN number, I lodge tax return evry year. I plod along with the work I do, it just does not pay much – but someone has to do it, and I have been elected. But there are people who work for the government who use me and my knowledge, my observations, and my skills. I can see my contributions reaching far across Australia, and nobody at the government pays me for those attributes. The greedy blonde dogs – steal everything. I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I was extremely healthy, I’ve never been sick, I don’t get sick, I’m not a sickly person - both my parents were never sick throughout the whole lives (except as I’ve mentioned, mum had gallstones). So, the fact that I was really healthy AND low income, really pissed her off. I mean unhealthily so, like a psycho. So Centrelink jobs provider got paperwork and said if I did not sign this, my payment would be cut, the girl who gave me that paperwork was not a short blonde girl, she was some girl I’ve never seen before with big hair (just like that Chyro in that Seinfeld episode! – the old fashioned haircut!)- she was another female who is part of the dog network, just like that other short blonde, but if you just keep ‘deliberate’ sickness in your mind, and then see all the other things that I’ve mentioned about swapping high class items over for low class - it’s a very clear pattern that is forming, clearly showing deliberate persecution and sabotage in Australia. It is most definitely driven by stupid little girls. It is not just the way life has worked out. I have an update on the Centrelink nazis; They have advised me yesterday that I can get a medical certificate which means that I don’t have to run through hoops for a jobs providers, meaning I don’t have to do their appointments and whatever else they want. So, they have done this, so that they don’t have to give me Disability Payment which is $330 more than my current income, so even though they have acknowledged my medical conditions (albeit asking me and my Dr to fill out incorrect form first (see – and pay an additional $150 at podiatrists – see their tactics, that’s what they do HOOPS whenever they can)) if you receive that medical certificate for 3 yrs, then, according to their own rules I would be entitled to disability. But they have come up with this loop hole, or changed rules, to get out of paying me that additional $330 more. So, I cannot work, and still unable to pay medical treatments. This is just another area in my life where I’m being victimised, and another area that I’m going to be pissed off about. They are true thieving cunts and I hope they burn in hell; my jobs provider is also to blame, who it was prob her that manipulated that Dr into lying about a fake breast tumour? And out of nowhere, a jobs provider called me, male, for once, and started harassing me for no reason, and cut my pay for no reason. But then on telly, they kept putting images of these two people, a couple that I encountered briefly when I was 17, from Sydney, showing them holidaying all over the world, and I don't know if it's them or someone that just looks like them; but the guy who called me and verbally harassed me on the phone, well it sounded like that guy? Their names were Christina, and, actually, I don't even know her boyfriend’s name - they could be married by now, Christina's surname was Alan. I don't know what they have to do with the price of eggs in China; but clearly more people who need to be told to fuck off? FUCK OFF. More hoops to get money switched back on. And then switched off again, to reset the “3 years”, that they ignore anyway. I just realised I’ve written all of this, and have not mentioned the phone calls; Monumental problems extend to phone calls; if I have ever needed to phone Centrelink over the years, OMG, pure vileness in their disgusting rude Nazi behaviour. Basically, a total abuse of power seems to be the common thing in Australia amongst not only government workers but the private sector too (little Nazis. WE AREA MEANT TO BE A DEMOCRATIC COUNTRY) Some governments create armies to defend its country; the Australian government create dog armies to fight against its own people – cockaninnies. (I am not really a political person; I only occasionally ever watch the news due to all the furphies). Speaking of fake news, I noticed back in 2015 or so, if the movie industry was abuzz with their current movie inprogress, then the news people catch a hold of the story line, and then create a fake news, about that same storyline. This comes down to laziness – you have to get “out there” and find real stories! Now, I do not claim to be have special unique gifts that allow me to detect a lie, but as one gets older, things are way more easy to see, and one is usually less gullible. One morning watching the news, around the same time, there had just been an explosion in the street, in America, but then suddenly out of nowhere, there happened to be at least 200 people all wearing identical Fluro yellow shirts – now, I know, women can be organized, but there is not a chance in hell that within 10 minutes of a street explosion there suddenly would be 200 people standing by ready to provide support all wearing the same new coloured uniform. Fake news. The motivation here would have been employment for those 200+ people, just the same as employment for the fake news in regards to all those single mothers at the old Limbri school. The tv industry has so much money they don’t know what to do with it. Fake news, but still at the general public’s expense; it’s a disgrace – lying, deceitful perpetrators of evil. {There are heaps more, but I will not list them all} One more thing, I don’t know if it’s just me, or if anyone else experiences this but when I call any business, big business especially; the call centre person seems to always just want to muck me about, like put me on hold for 1 ½ hrs, or say one thing, then the next time you call, say the exact opposite, so lie and evade the initial query (honestly, some girls really appear retarded). In my younger years I used to listen to a song writer, Ani Difranco, her words to one song seem to resonate whenever I get off the phone from some such business ”Make them pay”. So, as I get older and more assertive, I realize I can actually do something about it and with the help of certain consumer departments here in Australia, I have done just that: Telstra $2500 x 3, CBA $300, AGL $200, Coles $155, and I’m only just warming up. (Girls at Harvey Norman, your next) (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) Lately I have noticed if each staff member has a mandatory survey at the end of the call, where the caller can leave feedback, then the call centre girl or boy usually goes out of their way to be nice and respectful, and solve the inquiry. So, I think all companies should do this. Save the planet and get a Bidet!! So here is a good spot to reiterate, how writing this blog has stopped completely or reduced whatever the torment has been. So, it’s been so nice not having so much harassment from girls in the neighbourhood at Gin Gin, although they still do it, in their way. In fact, I hardly go anywhere, I do most of my shopping online. I used to regularly go to the post office as a part of my business, but I use couriers now. When I went to the post office, I was having problems with them aswell, and when I started wearing a body cam and posting online, that problem stopped too, although they later banned me and called the police to my place with a written letter stating I would be arrested for trespassing if I ever attended the local post office again; how nazi putrid are they? {I explain later about that}. Anyway, this blog, truly the best thing I’ve ever done. You know, I’ve had people steal from me or harass me in some way, sometimes, I know who they are, and I write about it. Later that person will go out of their way to be overly nice, or maybe buy a packet of one of my native seeds for $3.70. – But then expect me to remove what I had written previously - well that’s not how it works, human nature does not work like that. Example; two people standing side-by-side, one person takes a baton and dongs the other over the head, and then they turn around to the person and say “oh sorry”. It’s like the person who donged them, now expects the other person to forgive them, and not grab the baton and dong them back. Maybe this attitude of attack/apologize/forgive, stems from childhood where siblings fight, and mother says “go and apologise to your brother (or sister), and so, then you can all get back to playing nice”. In my opinion this is bad parenting, the mother has to say something along the lines “look how much you’ve hurt your brother. Why don’t you grab the bat back now, and dong him” - I mean just as long as it’s not a baseball bat or something. Then each of them will experience what it feels like to be hurt, it’s a lesson for both, and no one is going to end up being a victim. Plus, the would-be victim, now knows how to stand up for themselves. (Although as an adult I’ve had a lot of people antagonise me just because they want that ‘fight’, and that reaction from me (some people never grow up). It is those people you need to recognise, and ignore, this ignores fact, really annoys them, and they soon tire of you.) Anyway, we don’t have some arrangement where you get to be disrespectful to me and then compensate in some meagre way (I’m afraid $3.70 just doesn’t cut it). I feel like a lot of the women who harass me, do so, aside from their typical power trip reasons, but are actually sexually oppressed, and desperate. And they take out their frustrations on me. So, when you look at it like that, they are kind of wanting to use me as a form of prostitution. I don’t know what the going rate for prostitution is, but I’m pretty sure it’s nowhere near around the $3.70 mark. (For goodness sakes, go and take care of yourself.) I’ve added this next paragraph in here recently, because it seems it’s hard for some people as in a lot of people to understand how someone who doesn’t work full time, and have no kids, isn’t a totally lazy person. I don’t think I would use the word lazy to describe myself at all, actually if you look at my garden you could see the person who has created this garden is not a lazy person. I am a self-driven, motivated person. I feel I have an attitude of ‘get in there and do it, don’t piss about’ whereas a lot of people I have come across, don’t have this at all, infact they tend to have the opposite attitude. Particularly men – men seem to be far lazier than women, and resent having to do any kind of work that isn’t directly related to their pay packet and belly. In fact, so much so I would consider most men lazy. I don’t think I’ve really encountered any men aside from dad, who weren’t lazy, well maybe 1 or 2. But, in fact, it’s a big repulsion, should I see a man who is lazy. I guess you can see their trait, when it comes to gardening, because a lazy person will have a crap garden, if any garden at all. And having a slight frame is no reason or excuse to be lazy and consider yourself a weakling. I have always had a slight petite frame, but my strength is greater than most of my peers. I had wiry strength. I think this is attributed to having a low-fat diet as a child and doing regular exercise, and generally being active, as well as not ever being sick, or coming into contact with the flu and flu viruses like pneumonia. And I’ve definitely noticed as I’ve worked hard, my body has somewhat grown, so instead of having pathetic pencil arms, I now have kind of normal arms; they have increased in their size and strength, albeit, now fairly tendinitisy. So that would be the same with a man who of who is a slight build, you know all you have to do is eat properly, regularly exercise your muscles, and over the years you will develop into a good-sized adult, who is capable of vast amounts of strength. Having said that I’m a huge fan of doing things the easiest way possible, don’t be deterred not to take shortcuts just because someone might think that you’re lazy; if there’s a good shortcut, take it. I have found when it has come to health problems, as a result of over use, none of the health professionals took me seriously at all and couldn’t even fathom the fact that I would have these extreme injuries as a result of being overworked, as I did not have an employer. Stiff Joints; At age 47 now, I have quite some difficulty with stiff joints, aches and pains, especially with the onset of cold weather or rain. I have come to the conclusion that it hasn’t just been the hard strenuous work that I’ve done around the farm at Rangari, it’s also a result from as a kid, I spent at least a third if not two thirds of my life in the pool. If I recall, I wouldn’t care if I was cold, I just keep swimming and playing, I loved it, you couldn’t get me out of the pool - if there was a pool, I was in it. Not to mention all the swimming training, hours and hours of it. I think using those young girly bones so much, without much muscle development (I was very skinny) may have been an issue (I think, I am not entirely sure, I mean is it possible to lift your arm up just with the strength of your bones, and no muscle?) but I think it was a little bit of a problem, it would have been better if I had better muscle development to exercise with. I’m paying the price for it now. So ideally, in retrospect, I think, if I had kids, I wouldn’t let them go swimming unless the pool is heated year-round, so I know that the temperature would always be maintained not to go below 26°C. I figure that temperature, they can probably stay in as long as they want. All these Little things I realise when I’m older, things that you have to know and do, to provide the best life possible for your kids – the additional money you will need. And not only for that, but things like money for extra tuition for any subjects they lag behind in, sports or hobby interests, or empowerment activity holidays, I mean I don’t think there’s any point in having kids unless you’re super rich. Dr Birdy told me the reason I didn't have any back problems my whole 20s 30s and 40s was because of swimming, in cold water, as a child. But since I developed the kind of ‘allergy’ to cold now, and don't have a pool any more, my fascia from the scoliosis is rearing it's ugly head. (If I still had my lap pool, I would’ve purchased a drysuit by now! 😁 Good spot for this next story; I became friends with a Chinese immigrant when I was 18 at Fashion Tafe, she told me one day, as she and another friend were having a lunch at my place, that she couldn’t swim. I was a little horrified at this statement, and in quite some shock (what on earth did she do her whole childhood?) pretty much straight away, I said “I can teach you if you would like” I really meant it, wasn’t just one of those ‘offhand’ comments or offers that I find a lot of people make on spur of the moment. Because, I mean, how on earth can you go through your life without swimming? - totally missing out as far as I’m concerned. However, she didn’t know what to say and my other friend chimed in, and said “her husband will teach her”. I realised that both of them were frightened that I should teach her to swim. Idiots. This was most definitely discrimination, even though there was no need for it. I’m not sure really what hope there is, if you’re discriminated against by your new friends. I guess, little did she know that she would have been in very capable hands, I was senior girl champion at swimming, back in primary school, with my name on a huge trophy and all!! Maybe she thought I was too ‘fast’ for her, she was a quite type of person, and you should have seen me on those Industrial sewing machines at Tafe, speed queen, I was dam fast! I did have the privilege a few years later to teach a little two-year-old not to be afraid of the water - I remember when I was young, I had a tremendous fear of the water (for some strange Spielberg jaws reason) I was thinking of teaching how to swim at the local Gunnedah pool later on as well, but the dogs did signs that they already had someone to do that - typical of the dogs, not wanting any competition over their existing friends jobs - and infact the most typical way companies go bust, not for lack of work, but bitchy criminal girls sabotaging due to injust rivalry, and ensuring no competition. They have no morals. - they don't teach you that at school. So to reiterate: I have women who steal from me, 100’s of small items. It's way more than nuisance at this point, it's like a total psychological declaration of war on me. their main aim is to cause psychological damage - utter evil women. They are really trying to oppress, and change me into being angry and crazy. Some particular thefts are taken if it is particularly good, like an expensive brand. And, I have put it together now, this is not because the stupid little bimbo who took it actually wanted it, she wants to “teach me a lesson” stating you're poor, so you shouldn't be buying good things like this. for example, if I buy the really good quality Band-Aids that don't fall off, she steals half the packet. It's the same person that stole my good silk cotton shirt. It's the same person who stole steals any particularly good foods that I have, like organic or if I make myself a good meal and there's some leftover, she'll steal some. It's a total punishment thing on her behalf - she's fully sick and has a major mental health problem. PLUS I AM NOT EVEN IN ANY KIND OF RELATIONSHIP WITH HER OR ANYONE. I can't believe after all my complaining, reports to the police, and online photos - nobody does anything about this stupid dog who steals from me. How much screaming do I have to do? 13. Special spot for Dysfunctional so called 'health professionals’ story Local doctor in Gunnedah looking for the ‘squirm’ response on 11yr old. (1984) (this is worth talking about with your child - if someone pinches you, get angry. There are adults out there looking for kids that won’t get angry, for future prey, there is a network. Still a problem today, as it was yrs ago) Melbourne hospital breast mammogram – the female technician squished and pinched boob into machine, leaving it bruised. (2005) (Melbourne hospital = stupid bitches) Melbourne male doctor excessively (I mean really excessively) squeezing boob whilst removing cyst. (He also had a HUGE clear glass window in his operating room, for all the neighbours to see (2005) Gunnedah anaesthetist stabbed my vein whilst muttering profanity at me (leaving slight lump and pain) (Anne, zombie) (2016) Gunnedah dentist and assistant in cahoots to deliberately cause pain with wrong drill / 3 injections in wrong spot/ ongoing extreme pain and redo of work done needed. (Dr Sadik and ass. Larrisa, Gina Burn from NEGS {apparently, she was copying Charlotte Powell) 2017 There is a female doctor at the Gunnedah Rural Health centre that is deliberately kept awake at night, so she will be ‘zombie like’ the following day, then can be easily manipulated with diagnosis and prescriptions. Powers that be. (They closed it down) Also, waking someone up with repeated sounds means they will wake up without remembering their dreams. This is a problem done deliberate. Don't get me started on all the problems I have had with bimbo receptionists. I have NO problems naming names, from now on I wear body cam for all appointments, and I write down full name before appointment. It would probably help if I was accompanied for each appointment, that includes when I speak to receptionists, but I have noted recently, they are way more passive aggressive. I have a collection of bully receptionists on a Shared Google Photos account. (As soon as I put up 1 photo, I have had no more problems - but I wished I had started taking photos of them yrs ago, some have been DISGUSTING, and need naming and shaming for all eternity. Give me a chance to sue and I will, no bluffing here (although in Australia it is near impossible to sue against sadistic doctors as I have discovered -unless you end up a paraplegic or some such seriousness – but I will be making complaints to the appropriate bodies and using social media – I have had enough, no more deliberate pain you (health professionals who lack Common Sense) {plus, I have not met one man that has not been into that sort of thing – so stop picking on single women, making them into victims, and go find someone that is actually into it, –there’re a dime a dozen). Also, health professional is just like confused school principals who use pain to ‘try’ to discipline. – just my personal experience. (Mr Cone 1980, Limbri Public school, was it Graham Cone? who knows, I was only 5) there were others too, probably still are, as it is a taboo subject. Gotta talks about it, otherwise it will continue to happen. {I don’t think I have encounted 1 male Doctor who has been looking for someone to inflict pain on – WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL, no woman wants a man who inflicts pain on her, your stupid twits. (Since I wrote this, I had 1 women come forward stating she wouldn’t mind, But no woman, ).} I blame hopeless parents and teachers for the desire. 14. Infact, I will put here List of Doctor experiences in Australia 1995-2026 - all in red I’m 47 years old and inevitably I’ve had to visit the doctor on a few occasions (not too often thank goodness) but I really am compelled to write about exactly how hopeless the doctors and the Medicare system in Australia has been, in practice, in theory it’s wonderful but in reality, not. I recall my first experience (not Medicare related, but worth mentioning) was a visit to an ‘alternative’ medicine guy, Feldenkrais guy, or was it Alexander technique, or something else I think, a new one, it was new and experimental, I recall reading about it, and thinking that’s sounds good for my slight back pain (it was a total scam, not saying those 2 methods are a scam, but this guy was, and in retrospect it was probably something I read that was deliberately placed infront of me, as those desperate women know they could entice me into wasting my money. (Could be Charlotte Powell‘s family? Or maybe that family has dogs who help them; I’ve mentioned how Google search can be manipulated to hide or show results, I’m thinking it’s the same kind of thing, somebody put that article there so I would see it and waste my money) It was a hoity-toity pervert guy in a hoity-toity neighbourhood in Sydney, can’t quite remember the details, long time ago now) Young girls from private schools are Prey. When I was a nanny, (working for a liberal Politician in Sydney), the little girl kicked me in the boob, as a result I developed a huge cyst, major swelling and tenderness in just 1 boob only – it looked rather odd. I have had a few smaller cysts since, from time to time. And I think I had lymph tenderness then and sometimes, like when I was wearing jeans instead of stretchy jodhpurs horse riding?? I think, the future cysts, have been related to female bullying, whenever I am attacked by dog 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, and me nearly losing my cool, but eventually I saw a doctor, and it was removed, it was syringed out. It was a bulk billing clinic so I did not have to pay, as I realize Dr’s who “syringe”, are not the usual GP variety; the doctor, was very proficient and professional, compared to the Melbourne pervert ones. 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! Stalking someone because she did not PAT you on the head IS THE EPITOME OF STUPIDITY – YOU STUPID BLONDE. I've had it up to here and beyond with these stupid blondes; blaming me for their reaction and stupidity; If you think you're being disrespected, you have to deal with it, stalking someone for the point of going out of your way, to be disrespectful bully, is only going to make the situation worse for yourself. Really and truly, it's the same thing as some black people; they think they're being picked on in racist manner, when NO, they're not, they're just been paranoid because it’s a ‘THING’, society says it is, the media says it is. So they think it is. So same thing with bloody blondes. If your so paranoid blondy that people are picking on you for being blonde, dye your hair brown you stupid woman, so you don’t have to stalk me all over the country for 20 years and be a stupid nuisance! So, anyway, my bodycam worked with that one, at reception, plus they introduced online appointment bookings – although the receptionists do love to cancel regularly on the same day at 8am, meaning a new booking is needed. Ah, no, I am not letting this go; You know, either she’s stalked me or, she’s been put there by the dogs; so, someone has literally gone and got her since they know I thought her bloody stupid when she could not make my appointment that day? Thought being the key word there. Thought. If you do something stupid, I'm going to THINK you're stupid - there's no getting out of that. Blondy, you can't wish, that when you did something stupid, everyone will think “oh she's really smart”. Seriously that's what she's expecting, no common sense either. Maybe she has somehow fanangled her way in to all the Dr’s up in Gunnedah, purely to harass me -I’m not kidding, this person is my own “personal bimbo stalking receptionist”. She is one of the main reasons why I had to start taking my camera whenever I go to the doctors. So, she has disappeared (she is a coward, typical bully – thank goodness for bodycam) -but too bad I didn’t get her photo, because heck, she needs to be named and shamed big time. FUCK OFF. 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 a 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 RECEPONIST. - 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?? DOGS PLAYING SIDES. If that’s her, she is CRAZY and ought to be incarcerated. (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?? she deserves a bullet to her ear.} 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, like those stupid blonde receptionists, 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. And it's very weird because, I mean I hardly have ever gone to a doctor, but since 2023, I've had to go every three months to get a medical certificate for bloody Centrelink, and so every 3 months I have to deal with these bimbo receptionist, who seem to come up with evil plans every time I go there; stupid antics. Theft is the most common one here, when I go to the Dr, some gets into my house and steals things. So today, as I update this, I've had to cancel my appointment, because the person who steals my essential oil {who visits my next-door neighbour – they ‘harbour’ the thief, arrived yesterday, same car. I know it's because she's waiting for me to go to the doctor, so she can sneak into the house and steal my essential oil. So, I'm not too impressed about having to cancel my appointment, although the doctor sent me an email saying that he wants to speak to me, in regards to the care plan that I've just done; a call back, but I suspect that he did not do this, and it was the bimbo receptionist wanting me to make an appointment for the point of stealing. I'm not 100% sure but I can't imagine what on earth the doctor has to say to me, because he doesn't really know any more than what the specialist has advised me? And, also, as I update this and re read it- I bet my experience with that stupid woman in Bundaberg, the fake Podiatrist, who said her name was Taylor Tatarelli, otherwise known as Taylor Wilk; this is why she did not diagnose it and inflicted pain on me? it was related to all the bimbo receptionists. I guess she was brainwashed by them; a true indication of her stupidity. Case in point. I win. Here is a good spot to interject with a reminder {if anyone's actually reading this}: people are really stealing from me, it is a game, my neighbours steal. I have morons that stalk me who steal, I have short blonde women who stalk me and steal from me. I have idiots who drive Toyota Utes who stalk me and steal. A lot of people stalk me and steal from me {because Australia is a fairly fucked country underneath it all with stupid dysfunctional fucking Bogans} - this is what they do to amuse themselves. Anyway, as I have had quite a lot of interactions with the police in regards to the theft, and after following all advice from the police of locks and certain security features etc etc, it was really weird how they were still stealing from me. I couldn't figure it out in many situations, at one point I thought maybe I was sleepwalking! I did have an incident when I was a young child, dad told me that I walked into the living room late one night and I sat down on his knee, he was watching the late night tennis or something, and he asked me if I wanted some water, I said no. He asked me if I was alright, and I said yes. And then after about 10 seconds I just got up and went back to bed! So that was a little weird. Oh and there was an incident at Enmore; when I woke up one morning and the velvet curtain over the door had been pushed aside, and the only way the curtain could've been pushed aside was as if someone had opened it from the inside, because there was a bolt across it - so it's a mystery, because I didn't do it, at least I have no recollection of doing it. And the reason why I thought of this was because one morning at Sarina I woke up and my toe had it’s toe nail missing, -it was there when I went to sleep!! It didn't hurt at all, and I don't remember doing it in the night. It was really strange and odd. And also that was at the time when I had a few stolen items returned to me, aswell as others stolen – turns out my front door lock was broken, and they were coming in while I slept at night….yuk. So it's still unclear to me how I would've had a cut on my toe and why I would not have woken up - I know people can be very manipulative; if they can't get you when you're awake they can get you when you're asleep; there's experts who can manipulate people, even ones who are fully ‘woke’, like me. So I don't want anyone to think that ‘oh yeah all these items are going missing because she's sleepwalking and chucking them out or something’!! -that's not what's happening, I’m fairly sure. That is just not something I would do; I'm a relatively healthy person, extremely healthy in fact, and mentally healthy. Although I do recall a dream I had once: there was a bunch of girls sitting around and they were asking me if they could have such and such of my items, I remember they asked me if they could have my folk art tray, and I know exactly what they were talking about in my dream because it was my favourite, one of my favourite things. I in my dream said NO and I woke up in fact, I must've been distressed because it was such a favourite thing of mine, I didn't want to lose it - so this got me thinking when I woke up, I mean what other things have they asked me can they have?? Maybe my non-thinking dream state I said ‘oh yeah sure, go ahead’, and then those dogs have literally come in when I was not looking and taken it, because they believe I told them that it was okay, in my dream! I mean this is how stupid some people are, they would use that as permission, in facetious manner. I also remember back when I was looking after kids, and I was cooking for them in reality and in my dream, I had to feed them, and I remember in my dream I didn't want to feed them…. but then I'm thinking, oh I will feed them, I may as well since, it's just a dream!! Maybe that's the same kind of attitude that they those thieving dogs use; a found way to manipulate me giving away my stuff? Who knows, it's a little complicated! By the way, I took a photo of that missing toenail, and it was taken, stolen off my computer. Back to my medical records story: BTW, I got medical records sent up from that (now closed clinic) in Gunnedah, (that indicates how bad they were) and the name on one of the Dr reports (done by the receptionist!) was Lisa Sutherland – hopeless, SHE REFUSED to give me an appointment, because of her I had to go to the emergency hospital for all my appointments – Lisa Sutherland – you stupid stalking blonde twit – FUCK OFF. That clinic has closed permanently – this is the main reason – stupid lying thieving stalking bimbo receptionists. This was the same clinic that employ female Doctors who are manipulated by certain people for manipulated diagnosis and prescriptions, (the Dr kept awake at night, so she is ‘zombie’ the next day, and easily manipulated.) Infact after I read that whole record, even though the receptionist wrote it, the lying and bullshit that goes on is disgraceful and I now put Doctors right up there next to Lawyers in their disgraceful moral-less antagonistic tactics too. (Antagonism is the alcoholics disease - you are giving yourselves away). So, in Melbourne, which was revolting by the way, there are so many young female bimbos in Melbourne, it’s pathetic. I got more cysts in my boob, and there were huge problems at Melbourne hospital, the staff were so mean and bitchy, the woman who did my boob scan, caused so much pain and bruising on my boob, I probably developed another couple of cysts purely from that visit, and basically, they refused to do anything about it, so they didn’t charge for not doing anything, and they didn’t charge for the painful bruising scan. (They did not pay for it either) So, I had to go to a private Doctor -who was a total pervert male, who just wanted to look at my boobs, and who couldn’t do it anyway, as it needed to be syringed (some Doctors can syringe, most can’t – if you can’t, you are not worth your weight as a doctor, as far as I am concerned). So I went to this other Doctor, who could do it, but he again was another perv, he had this huge glass window, overlooking a park and houses/business that could most likely see straight in, he insist I lie in front of it, topless naked, made me feel very uncomfortable plus he squashed my boob and it was under the pretence that he was stopping the blood after he removed the syringe, but I don’t think so, it was extremely painful, he was pressing as hard as he could without leaving a bruise, and it lasted for at least five minutes, total perv (it later bruised). He charged $70. I strongly advise taking a friend or spouse into the doctors, every doctor visit, if you’re a young woman, or of course a child. If you don’t have any friends or not in a relationship, I would go so far as to say, find someone on Facebook, tell them, you’ll pay them to accompany you. (If you’ve been banned from Facebook, no suggestions, perhaps neighbour?). Then a few years later I slipped my disc, I went to the emergency hospital at Gunnedah, the doctor there was absolutely useless, he didn’t help at all, I later found out he was two days away from retirement, but after my further 20 more years of experience with Doctors, I am still not sure he would have been of any help, had he been in his prime! He gave me some sort of medication which made me vomit all night long every half hour, stupid dog bimbos at that hospital, male and female. It was a Chyro who fixed my back in 2 seconds, in the end, after months of pain and immobility. (Gunnedah chiro charges $40 a pop no Medicare rebate, but actually, I think back now, that Chiro was in Melbourne, as it was the advice of my then flatmate, who I was not too keen on, and in the end, booted him out, but, before, he heard about my sore back and suggested I see a chiro. Now, I am not sure how I found the chiro that I visited in Melbourne, I cannot even recall where it was, or what he looked like, all I remember is he fixed it in 2 minutes, then that was it, fixed, no more visits necessary – he was truly the most competent Chiro I have ever encounted (and more important, not greedy, wanting repeat customers). Reasonable cost, (not like 2022, quote for chiro at Mackay, $300 for first visit – as if) btw, after that Chyro in Melbourne, every time I got a sore back after that I went to the Gunnedah Chyro, Shane Riordon, and later when a Gin Gin Dr asked him of my back problems, Shane Riordon said yes I did go and see him for back problems, “she seems to think that it helps” that those were his exact words! But it was my pool that I invested in at Rangari to strengthen the muscles so the disc would not slip out again, was the definitive ‘fixer’ for my back. I did try to see a physio, but (really true) she (middle age wife) refused to see me because I was not a young good-looking footballer. Gunnedah hospital. {and if I had of ‘laid flat’ at the time my disc slipped, it would have slipped back in, and after 20minutes, I would have been able to get up as if nothing happened instead of go through months of pain – nobody tells you these things.} Monumental incompetence in Gunnedah health workers. I literally could not walk for months, which could have been rectified. Oh, and in that time in Melbourne, when I had a sore back (but was able to move around by then), I seemed to have that same stupid short blonde girl harassing me implying that I actually didn’t have a sore back at all, that I was making it up. Stupid dog. {I believe this is the SAME STUPID CUNT BIMBO DOG, who is still telling people contradictions to what I say, like at the Sarina clinic and Dr pal in Jan 2023. This not acknowledging symptoms maybe there are being manipulated by dogs from the ABC tv? In cahoots! {fuck off you stupid little dog}. And I’m going to write this bit again, because it is missing; it’s about when I was at RMIT, I heard about the other campus on the other side of town, had a Chiro clinic for university students. Anyone could go there for a cheap treatment. (This was before I went to the good one). So off I went to this campus clinic, and OMG, I can’t begin to tell you about the stupidity of the women involved in this clinic - they were all women, and they had literally NO IDEA what they were doing. There is not a chance in hell I would ever see a female chiropractor from that moment on. It was total Stupidity Bimbo Incompetence, absolutely shameful of RMIT producing these stupid silly twits. So, I think the stupid short girl with blonde hair, and possibly Cathy Goldman (stupid dog from NEGS who was obsessed with me), may have sabotaged that appointment? I’m not sure, I just remember it quite well. So bad. Also, when I was in Melbourne attending RMIT, they were introducing new occupational health and safety rules, it was a big thing at the time, mainly because they picked out a Nazi type women to try and enforce all these new rules. It was summer, and I was forced to wear shoes and socks, fully enclosed footwear. And as a result of hot and sweaty feet all day, I developed this big toe nail fungus type problem. 20 years later as I am writing this, it’s still there - fairly persistent! I can briefly fix it by using tea tree oil, but I find it just comes back later, and also once I attended a homeopath for something else, and instead of curing that, she cured my toe fungus - only it did come back later too. So, it doesn’t really cause any problems it just looks like calcium coming through on my big toe nail, in fact I’m not even entirely sure it is a fungus, maybe its homeopath side effect? But I’m content to just leave it as there is no pain or pus. However, the fungus definatly came back some years late in 2026, this is time when I am mostly bare feet in the bushy subtropics, my feet generally often had dirt on them, so it may be another fungus rather than same one. It looks like a yellowing along either side of big toe, and this time both big toes have it, rather than before it was only my left one. According to google search today: Home Remedies: Soaking feet in vinegar and water, or applying tea tree oil may help mild cases. So, I think I will start doing vinegar Epsom salt foot baths and try tea tree. I got a virus at a nursing home, when I was forced to work there from Centrelink (dog bimbos, another story, deliberate sickness, I believe) I had many symptoms after that virus, and I went to the doctor and he actually didn’t believe that I still had all the symptoms, as it was two years later, but anyway he went ahead with my tests and it was confirmed I had glandular fever definitely, and maybe pneumonia, he could diagnose glandular fever because there are antibodies in the blood if you have had Glandular Fever, and I have not had glandular fever before, in fact I’ve never been sick as a child) I would like to mention, when I was talking to Dr Gittoes, about all the symptoms, I told him that I don’t drink or take drugs, and then this ‘doggirl’ barged into the office, (I told you – everywhere I go) and she just kind of stood there laughing at me, it was very odd, and the Dr and I kind of just ignored her, he later told me that one, steals his supply of Asma puffers. It later got me thinking, why did this little dog do that, did she think I was a drug addicted drunk? The bimbo nature of women never ceases to amaze! I don’t drink and I don’t use drugs. I never have aside from when I was 18 and got drunk (I glide) and I tried pot, I didn’t like it. I know this is a hard concept for Australian culture to grasp, but I don’t drink or do drugs. I will tell you one thing though, after my orchard was established, I had an abundance of stone fruit, and I put all of the leftovers in a pot outside, and I noticed that they fermented in the hot sun, so then I thought maybe I might try making some apricot schnapps, because I tried some of this when I was younger with my parents at a fancy restaurant, thought it was quite nice. So, after many trials, I actually gave up on the idea because, you have to buy an expensive Still, but I found if you soak apricots in vodka for a few weeks it was pretty much the same thing, and that’s quite nice having occasionally. Of course, my garden along with my orchard were stolen from me, so I can’t do that anymore anyway (I tried it with some dried apricots, that’s pretty good too) I miss my stone fruit, and curse the dogs who stole it from me. But also I have a damaged throat (hydrochloric acid burn from cleaning), I feel I should no longer have my schnapps, as it may burn more, or leave a ‘bad cell’. Also at that appointment back in 2013 with Dr Gittoes – I said to him “ah what the hell is wrong with me?” So he said I had Asma, blood test confirms glandular fever. I am pretty sure I mentioned the cold factor too, as this was the main symptom I was dealing with back then, I had started dressing with 4 jumpers. And cold issue is osteoarthritis, its an EASY DIAGNOSES) so it went undiagnosed. So, I was thinking virus, and it was osteoarthritis, but I did have other symptoms like mild temperature, and well; I discuss them all here! Possibly my age threw the DR. I was 40, caught the virus age 32yrs. Changed person ever since. I fully believe its related. But I don’t believe there are any scientific connections between virus and osteoarthritis? SO, NOTE THE DOG WALKING IN HALF WAY IN THE APPOINTMENT – THE DELIBERATE DISTRACTION; SENT TO THWART DIAGNOSES? I will put money on this, rather than the drug accusation.(I update this in 2026) if there is a blonde present – SHE IS STEALING. I have talked elsewhere about my burnt throat, I guess I should put it here too, even though I did not go to the Dr after it happened, and it may be out of order, timewise: In 2006 while I was living back at dads, my previous landlord, the Culls, suggested I should speak to the knappman‘s, as they had an unoccupied house on their farm. The Culls were friends with them, they lived nearby {I guess the high school teaching network, thought it may be best if I was NOT living with dad! Lol}. So, I did, I didn’t know the knappman‘s at all but my little brother knew the son. I would say because I was a friend of the Culls and had lived on their farm for 4 years, they gave me the house straight away, good price. I’ve talked about that house. It’s a very nice house. Part of the deal before I moved there, was if I clean the whole house, including the external bathroom, then she’ll give me one month free rent. So, I being young and healthy still, thought this was a great offer, and took it up. little did I know what would result because of it. Julie knappman specifically wanted me to clean the external bathroom, the external bathroom was a mess. It had never been cleaned, and they used bore water in it, instead of tank. So, there was a layer of thick calcium buildup everywhere, she said ‘the only way you’re going be able to clean it is if you use hydrochloric acid, and here you go’ – she handed me a big bottle.So, I put on all my protective gear: long thick gloves and long sleeve shirt, thinking I was totally organised, and got to work cleaning. It took ages, and heaps of acid. Now, on that day, there was no wind, and usually at this place it’s windy. {In fact, they could put a one of those power electric windmills to make electricity, no need for solar at that place, wind is the go} anyway, I didn’t really think much of it except noted it, as it was a bit stuffy in the bathroom, I had to close the door for some it. Finally, I got it perfect and clean. But then afterwards I had a bit of a sore throat, and then the following week, I had a mega sore throat, and I realised with hydrochloric acid, not only can’t you touch it, but you cannot breathe it. I should’ve been wearing a mask. I did not know that, and as a result, I had badly burnt my throat. No wind. I was just breathing all of those fumes in as if there was no tomorrow. (Someone later told me you can touch hydrochloric acid, nothing bad will happen, the problem is ALL breathing). Great, just great. So, this was the worst thing that I’ve ever done, because extreme damage has a resulted in the burning my throat, not only then, but still today, I have problems, because apparently, the first port of call for the immune system is in the throat. So, without that immune working properly, you’re susceptible to bacteria and viruses. Which I later on go to talk about extensively on my Blog as I started to get sick, and had never been sick before. (Especially at the Nursing home – many bugs there, mothers, kids bugs too.) Some years later I went to the Dr about it as I was just never the same healthy self, but he said there is no illness you could have got 3-4yrs ago, and still have. What did he know! So today for instance (update bit), 2026, 20 years later, I have been coughing lately. According to wiki it's a response from mould in the air or other airborne particles or a reaction to cold breeze. I have mentioned I have an allergy to cold weather, but I have just discovered (after doing YouTube research) and a “huff cough” exercise, titled ‘how to get rid of excess mucus’, which I almost didn't do because I didn't think mucus was the problem, as I didn't seem to have an excess mucus, or phlegm. Dry cough. Dry annoying cough. But I did the exercise and lo and behold there is mucus. So, more research, and this is a common thing if you burn your throat; damaged cilia. Cilla is the little throat hairs that push the phlegm up and away of your chest lungs. However, I really start coughing only when there's mould or bacteria like now in the extreme humidity or in an air-conditioned room / dirty Aircon filters. Also, I read, cilia captures bacteria and virus, as part of the immune strategy. Just by the by, when I saw Dr Armstrong re my sore boob. I mentioned to her about my damaged throat from hydrochloric acid, and she said, ‘even if I came to her immediately after it happened, as a Dr, she wouldn't be sure what to do about it - she didn't think anything could be done about it medically speaking. Although I am thinking, now, drinking fresh aloe vera would have significantly helped. That’s just one thing that comes to my mind, but I didn't know about aloe vera back then, and it makes sense that she wouldn't know about it either as she doesn't have any botanical knowledge, just pharmaceutical. (!) mmm Coughing is a bloody nuisance. And so; stupid infuriating dogs who keep accusing me of being a cigarette yielding drunk on drugs – this cough is not from smoking. See, if you read my “how to quit smoking” story – “willed” – they are trying to will sickness from inaccuracies. I don’t know who told me, but it was implied that I was given this sore throat deliberately. It could have been the “Christians” {group of people who are Christian, and they seek ‘Gods work’, so they try to see HIM in everyday life, see Gods plan – so they go around looking for unexplained or miraculous situations (!) – they sound like crazy house wife types!! Lol. Uneducated and operating on myth…..So, they reckon, some entity came round to do it deliberately, cause this weakness, as I had none and they wanted to see a weakness. Not sure if true, could be, could not be. Sounds very human, like mental health care people or Scientology people trying to tell other people they have problems. Oh, my Scientology story has been stolen!! Lol!! bloody hell, another one to do again. To cut a long story short – its a money making scam. Part of the pharmaceutical umbrella. I have just relocated, and again, I need to repeat I don’t drink ever, and never really have. There are some nasty evil women who spread rumours I am a drunk (drunk ones themselves) – this is a result of their bitchy behaviour; I was interested in purchasing one of those Electronic Bug & Hidden Camera Detector, as I'm pretty sure someone has put some sort of bug in my kitchen or just outside my kitchen or who knows, maybe they come and go? Because for the past few nights at 3:30 am it goes off, it seems to be able to make strange sounds as well as voice sounds, this is not an uncommon thing that people do as a form of harassment, along the same lines as how some truckdrivers harass people by driving out outside their house 50 million times. I had a look but I couldn't find anything so that's why I wanted one of those electronic bug and hidden camera detectors, only when I looked into it there about $400, so I'm thinking maybe someone's got one that I can lend? - It also makes like a bang click noise, almost like a mouse trap going off, it would be designed specifically to wake people up. Again, deluded (stupid and manipulated) people, thinking they’re helping. Anyway, so, I found this Dr, Dr Gittoes really clueless and uninformed about virus’s and the symptoms - the ongoing symptoms that is, basically the total change in my body that happened after catching this virus, and actually I can’t believe how completely incompetent doctors are when it comes to virus’s. So many different side-effects, and diseases are caused from viruses. (I believe in January 2020, the Australian government caught on to the virus situation, and there were huge worldwide actions in place trying to combat virus.). BTW the receptionist bimbos there, at the Barber Street clinic in Gunnedah, pickpocketed my snacknuts out of my bag when I was standing at the counter, with my Medicare card. That reminds me there was an incident at the Elgin Street clinic in Gunnedah, it was ages ago now, I can’t remember what I was there for, but it was so bad. I think I ended up leaving and not worrying about the issue, it wasn’t worth it. Bimbo receptionist. There’s also a really bad one in Chatswood and one in North Sydney, they’ve both closedowns. (Worth mentioning some ‘prick’ Drs will prescribe the more expensive medication, when the same thing is available on the PBS list) You know it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, I find it extraordinary how people‘s main aim is to be rude, disrespectful and discredit someone, and to fight, it is like their priority and first instinct. They are so completely wrong, you’d think their priorities would be to treat the customer with respectful, so they get repeat customers, but no! Australians are the opposite really, of what they should be. The older I get the more I can see how backwards people in this country are. It’s embarrassing. There was an Indian doctor at Gunnedah rural health clinic who I saw about my sore elbow, (btw, this was brought on by ‘knitting furiously’ when the pool guy did not deliver my pool after I had paid for it at the beginning of summer, so all summer long, sitting on the couch, extremely angry with that male chauvinist – John Kozur, and as a result of all that fast paced knitting, I developed ‘over use syndrome’, possibly arthritis, in my elbows, but, it gets worse, at the end of that summer and after 3 tribunal hearings later, when I finally had completed my 25m lap pool, because of elbow problems, I could no longer do freestyle! You can’t imagine how much more furious I was then, but I did manage to come up with a whole heap of other ways to get fit and have fun in the pool, so I didn’t regret building it. I loved it – highly recommend a lap pool for health. I should mention, it was not just the elbow that had a problem I guess, my whole arms seemed to be suffering from “being spent” – not sure if there is a medical term, I did not even speak to the Dr about my sore arms, but I noted some years later, after I had moved from the farm, and had a total break from doing anything too strenuous (no more pool construction or chainsawing or relocation), so like 2 yrs break, then my arms suddenly got better, they were no longer sore. I noted if I did anything more strenuous, like lift a box, or do freestyle in the ocean – the pain would return. I use diluted Pepper oil on them – this worked a treat. I tried to google this arm pain, the only thing I read about was “overuse syndrome” which sounds right, but still not sure that is a medical term – like I don’t think any Dr would sign a medical certificate for Centrelink saying I had “overuse syndrome” ! I recall some years ago, mum said she got RSI, and just from driving around - but it’s not like mum used to hoon around like I see those hoons do, not a heavy driver at all, far from it. And dad had arthritis in his knees, probably elsewhere too. Anyway, this Indian Dr, diagnosed my elbow problem straight away (olecranon bursa – due to repetitive strain), so that was a miracle, plus it was bulk billing, it was only the Bimbo receptionist I had to deal with. (I really can’t explain just how much a problem Bimbo receptionists are) Also I went to him another time re puffy eyes I got from eating Woolworths Corn Beef, but he had no idea, but had me do blood tests- there is a Laverty Pathology in the clinic, Anne, the pathologists, stabbed me with the needle and muttered incoherence (stupid dog Anne WAKE UP) Later I went back to that clinic for a prescription repeat, and saw a female Indian Dr Nadia, (the receptionists refuses to ever give me an appointment with the same Dr, - at least they actually gave me an appointment this time, 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. Cate Cameron, the little girl thief? 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. It was like “we got you now”. 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. How much is petrol now? 2026 Seeking treatment for a little wart on my hand, 3/12/2015, I consulted with Nature care college at St Leonard’s Homeopathic college. After taking the advised Homoeopathic medicine { Rhus tox 30 to be taken twice daily} by the student physician and supervisor. No change. { I contacted the clinic and told them it didn’t work at all, 7 April 2016, I thought I was polite and respectful, but the big egos at this clinic, I guess the supervisor, Dr Ken instead said I should take a different remedy: Dulcamara 30., which I did, resulting in Hives, Drop Face / Palsy, AND MAJOR Heart palpitations and later a giant Planter Wart on my left foot. (Basically, a mini stroke, the ambulance was called). I still have the Dropface on my right side today - this clinic is a total scam and should be shut down, actually they should be sued. (The little wart on my hand turned out to be a result of rubbing left over lip balm on my wrist – my bad! – although, the plantar wart may have been caused by the Rhus tox 30 - and to be taken twice daily is way too much in my opinion, these medications are often once off only – how could they not know that?). and later I looked up Rhus toxicodendron (poison ivy): is a homeopathic remedy derived from the poisonous plant, used to treat conditions involving intense itching, skin rashes/blisters, arthritis, joint stiffness, and restlessness. OMG Dulcamara btw, the homeopathic medicine is NOT a medicine, it is poison, it is from a plant: Solanum dulcamara - Bittersweet Nightshade, which is highly toxic, it causes nerve damage, hallucinations, heart palpitations then death. Any homeopath who uses it, is completely stupid, and you should walk away -too bad I did not look this up before I took it- not that they had all the good information available online back then like they do now. {before they knew, the Victorians used to use it as a recreational drug, but since so many people died, they eventually stopped using it!} And, I did try to sue the St Leanards clininc, but was advised by Shine Lawyers “there's not enough damage, so its not worth our time”. 👎 Btw, while I was waiting for the medication to arrive in the mail, (Dulcamara 30.) I happen to watch a show on SBS called Insight, occasionally I watched it; pretty much a forum of people who talk about their experience with certain life issues, it can be interesting. Anyway on this particular day they had a group talking about exactly this homeopathic medication, exactly Dulcamara 30. They showed a few people who had taken it, they said what happens is you get hives. It was like a forewarning for me, and I should've listened to them, because indeed I did get hives. I can't remember if they mentioned the Dropface/ Dropmouth, and heart problems - perhaps if they had of focused more on the heart and the dropface side of things I might have paid attention, but I wasn't really familiar with hives, at that point in my life. Not to undermine what they tried to do here in this situation. Due to the hives, and the fact that little bimbo girls think it's funny to see someone break out in an extreme itchy red rash, I think it was given as ‘revenge’ for saying the other did not work. However, the way homeopathy works, it can bring on the same very symptoms that are trying to be cured - so who knows, maybe they actually saved me from having a stroke? You know, it wouldn't surprise me if it was just a coincidence, and their active nastiness, turned out to have major hidden positive side affects - sometimes life can work like that! Then as my life was going pretty well (despite virus problems which they can’t do anything about anyway, except social distancing. And of course the general thieving and disrespect from the general community I was living in) I am of the firm believe that some jealous evil person, set out to handicapped me, they did it with workboots – a slight hole was placed in the centre of the sole, so if you wear them for 12 months your foot will collapse, it’s called Collapsed Arch, or plantar fasciitis, I was completely unaware of this problem and I thought the pain was just from the prickles and burs from walking around the paddocks in summer with flimsy shoes, also a knitting needle went into my foot, and prune thorn went through my shoe into my foot, amongst other things. At the time it was really weird, as to why I was having so many problems with my left foot. Eventually I went to the Doctor, Dr Gittoes who failed to diagnose the problem, but gave my foot an ultrasound (what the ?) I went another two years waiting for my foot to heal (still unaware and wearing the same boots), in that time I went through a terrible situation in my life, I had to move several times, I had been outcast from my community (for writing about exactly what happens and using real names). And I still didn't even really know at that point that I had a major foot problem caused by my shoes that I was still wearing. So, I also had what I thought was a back problem, and I went to see the doctor at Gin Gin, Dr Abass and he sent me to Bundaberg to have an x-ray, so no diagnosis, but I told him that the Chyro usually helps my back pain, so he put me on a care plan so I could go and see the Chyro. (I'm later updating this and I've since learned, 5 yrs later in 2025, that my back pain which I thought was my back, my spine, was not my spine, it's the fascia from my scoliosis(!) who knew!! I have a c curve, and the fascia has been stretching and contorting my back muscles in a painful way, and suddenly then as I believe it as ‘set off’ because I've had to move so many times on my own doing all the muscle work. So I guess Dr Abass just didn't know about fascia or couldn't see any contortions or twists (?) I know in 2025 I can literally see a huge big twist in my back, but come to think of it, Dr Abass didn't even look at my back. And he didn't even look at my foot either. {Just as a weird sidebar: Whenever I think about this situation, or write about it, update my blog, I have people who do signs saying that “they stole from me”, so I'm not entirely sure what they stole, or who exactly, (must be the dogs), but it must be related to my back? Maybe they stole my back x-ray? or my care plan?? Who knows, but I definitely didn't receive any medical attention in relation to my scoliosis at any point in my life – not until later in 2025 when watching youtube did I even learn about it enough to start stretches, and I still am noy quite sure I have ‘hit the nail on the head’}. So, at my 2nd Chyro visit, (chiropractor, Dr Mohammed) about my sore back (no more pool) while I was there, I thought I should ask him about my foot, he took one quick look and straight away diagnosed it as Collapsed Arch, and said to check my boots, which I did and of course I could see the problem (there was a hole the size of a 20c coin in the left one – deliberate, I suspect, as I heard them wanting to handicap me – I dismissed it at the time) So, I threw them out, finally. I was told it would take 12 months to heal. 12 months has been and gone and I can feel that it’s better than before, not as floppy, but it’s still very painful. I can’t walk still or do any exercise or gardening that I’d like to do, my butt is getting huge and I predict it will take another 12 months to heal fully. By the way this was not a negligent part on my behalf, I mean perhaps after that initial doctors visit I could’ve visited a whole series of other doctors to get a second opinion, but I really believed it was just from those things that I mentioned, and it was slow to heal, anyway because of this ongoing foot problem, and I had written about it on Facebook, - a story called “Could You All Please Prey For My Foot” -I believe there were certain members in the community of Agnes Water/Miriam Vale/Colosseum and Bundaberg (complete stupid bimbo people) who thought it wasn’t healed as I wasn’t looking after myself and I hadn’t been to the doctors, and so I must be crazy. There are Dr/Nurse predators on Facebook who look for ‘victims’ to play their ‘cat and mouse‘ games with. It was an ‘accumulation of thought like this, that contributed to the dogs then locking me up for seven days at Bundaberg Metal Health ward – prison (full on guarded prison), to see if I was ‘crazy’. Curse those people to death and I hope they get cancer and die (what a total bully 101 experience – all those Dr’s and nurses involved are guilty and should be shut down). Apology not accepted. {BTW, I know there are many other people working to expose the Mental Health Industry as an ignorant bully scam, actually, there is a train of thought as to why I was plucked out of thin air to experience what happens to people, so I could ‘dob’ those mental health workers in, so to speak} Okay so after the foot diagnosis there’s a whole heap more problems, they said I could go on a care plan and a care plan basically means that the government will pay for five visits to either a specialists (it’s called Chronic disease management plan ). In theory that’s what’s meant to happen but that’s not what happens at all, both the physio and the Chyro charge an initial fee of $70 / $40, you get $15 back from physio and none from the Chyro, but then in my case the Chyro charged this fee twice (because he’s greedy) and the physio also charged me twice because she said the nurse at Gin Gin hospital, Nurse Annette, who made my care plan, made a mistake (BTW, when I was seeing that nurse at the Gin Gin hospital, I was harassed by at least 4 short female dogs (they’re often short, I call them short and stupid now) who were harassing me from the next room down, they also followed me after I left the hospital and when I was parked outside the nearby hardware shop, they broke into my car and stolen the forms that the nurse had just given me DOGS, this is typical stupid female dog behaviour – most women have no idea how stupid they are) And, again, at that hospital, there is a travelling physio that comes every so often that bulk bills, I was meant to see that one there, part of my care plan, but when I called them, the bimbo girl said they didn’t have any available appointment for 3 months. So, I had to travel to Bundaberg. This is very typical, those dogs favour their friends, and don’t give appointments to women they do not know or like. That girl was just being difficult, I’m certain she would’ve had appointments available, but she was carrying on like a dog; because I really wanted appointment and so she was doing the opposite, so NO, you can’t have one - it’s typical stupid dog behaviour. I can sense it a mile off. Stupid female dogs. WHAT THE HELL? WAKE UP WOMEN, YOU’RE EMBARRASSING. I must mention the first time I saw the Dr there, no problems (wow), although it is really up the nurse and receptionists to decide about my care Plan, the Dr has nothing to do with it except sign the paper work at the end. I am pretty sure it is NOT meant to be this way. Also, later when I tried to make a 2nd appointment with that Dr, again the receptionists said again, no you can’t see him, how about a nice intern? At this point, since I had been ‘abducted’ against my will by the dogs for 7 days, I knew then the importance of having the same Dr. So, I insisted I see that particular once again, first time I had insisted such a thing, they came up with all sorts of excuses, “he is out of the country, he is being detained, he is on holiday, he is on holiday again, we made a mistake with our appointments”, and anyway, 3 mnths it took, but I was finally able to see the same Dr twice! (This is really typical, all receptionists do it, I am never ‘allowed’ to see the same Dr twice - weirdos) And by the way it actually can’t be proved that you have a collapsed arch, you can only visibly see it when it’s at the extreme worst, and your foot’s all floppy, but as it heals, it no longer is so floppy, so you can’t see the pain, unless it is hot, and the inflammation is quite visible (your skin bulges). I saw my foot when it was at the flop stage, flop flop, and boy, I wish I had of videoed it, because I have not actually seen any videos of anything quite similar, when I scoured YouTube, even though there are quite some bad cases of collapsed arch – there are different types of Collapsed Arch. I didn’t see anything that resembled what my foot looked like. And so, because it can’t be proved, aside from the initial siting, which if the doctor didn’t see it, as in my case, then he would be fairly clueless. But going to work every day, would be unbearable – you really cannot walk at all, there has to be no pressure put on that foot, even getting up to go the loo, should be avoided! so it is unbearable having a collapsed arch. Because, what happens, you can walk around with only a little pain, but that activity makes it not heel, and if you keep going, pretty soon, you will see flop flop again, as your foot goes back to square 1. I’m pretty sure if they paid a podiatrist to find out the truth, they could get it if they really tried. So, I feel there’s really no excuses; exemptions should be given for people who have collapsed arch, and a disability pension applied (a disability is more than unemployment) I want to add, my case was pretty bad, and apparently a typical collapsed arch would only take 12 months to heal, but mine has been over 4 years and it still hasn’t healed, and it may be permanent, if you read my photo story about it, you will see why, I did serious damage to it. Plus, I had to move 5 times with a collapsed arch. And, I think there is another particular issue that you can see here: some people have a problem (a ‘problem’ being an understated word) with old people and UNEMPLOYED people receiving FREE medical treatment, (including dentistry) but that’s the way it is. That’s the way the government has decided it should be, it has been this way ever since I started paying attention at age 18, 30yrs ago, and they have set ‘X’ amount of money aside, ready for those people when they’re in need. And btw, most of my medical issues that I have had to go to a Dr about, have been injuries brought on by other people anyway. I believe they’re trying to do something about the attitude towards excluding people for medical treatment, in Australia. EVERYBODY is legible for Medicare rebates and if you have a Health Care Card, ALL medical appointments are FREE if you go to a bulk billing clinic. (Except for physio, Chyro, and massage -which I am trying to campaign them to include in ‘medical world’. The fact that they don’t, especially, include Chyro is ridiculous, in my experience Chyros are much better at perceiving the physical body than a GP doctor. BTW, this attitude adjustment should’ve been brought about 30 years. PLUS, often specialists are required for diagnosis, if a GP can’t do it, and this isn’t even factored in at all. This was the problem about my foot, the GP couldn’t diagnose it, and so it went undiagnosed for 2yrs, and became a major problem, and now is possibly not going to heal ever, just because of the incompetence of the GP. That GP should have immediately referred me to a specialist, and the specialist should’ve been included in my bulk billing appointment. This is a total inadequacy, an adequacy on behalf of the Australian government. IT MIGHT HAVE HEALED BY NOW IF DIAGONIZED AND WORKBOOTS WERE REPLACED. Curse the gov. And so, the government pretends to pay for everything, but in reality, don’t. A physio and Chiro help, but they don’t cure my Plantar fasciitis at all, it’s just a matter of time and immobility, and probably massage from a gentle ‘alternative’ type person would help. I just found out, as I’ve had chronic pain for five years now from this infliction, and I am unable to walk properly or do exercise, I am entitled to disability payment, that’s what it says on the disability Centrelink website. And disability payment is $300/fortnight more than my income now. So, it will be well worth my effort to apply for disability. So, I did, but because of the ways that it was diagnosed; A Chyro - chiropractor diagnosed it, Dr Mohammed - just at the end of a back session, I just said to him would you please take a look at my foot, it’s so sore. He took one look at it and said straightaway, you have got collapsed arch. So finally!! I had some sort of answer, I looked it up, read about it, I looked at my foot properly, and indeed, I could see indeed the arch had fully collapsed, it was all floppy. So, Centrelink refused my disability, because it hadn’t been diagnosed ‘properly’. Apparently, a chiropractor who diagnoses it, isn’t good enough, they don’t believe him, although that chiropractor Dr Mohammed from Bundaberg / Gin Gin, did refuse to put it in writing! So, then I had to go to all the problems of obtaining all my medical records back to 2018 when I went to the doctor about it initially. And it’s so happened as a part of my care plan, I went and saw a podiatrist, Paul Wang because due to all the limping I had to do on my bad foot, my other foot had some pain, pins and needles, and he diagnose that as “toe impingement”, and he could see the planta fasciitis on my left foot. But for some reason Paul Wang won’t put that in writing for me, apparently, he has left the clinic. Although his name is still listed at the podiatrist place in Bundaberg and because I later went to that place “advance foot care” and saw a different podiatrist, a young woman Taylor Tatarelli, who couldn’t see the planta fasciitis, and said the reason I was experiencing pain was because I was walking funny! And she wanted me to pay $600 for an orthopaedic! Plus, Paul Wang didn’t charge me at all, as per the Plan, and I shouldn’t have been charged by Taylor, but she charged $150, 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 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 fucking arshole. (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 few 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, it felt like he completely ignored it, did not even look at it. He did arrange a scan though. 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 Atkinson 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 thieves. A reflexologist has more of a clue about lymph’s than she did. 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. Oh, I did get the knee scan done, the girl doing it said there were no problmens in my sore knee, and a small one maybe in the other knee. Great. What a waste. I did end up with the medical report from that scan, which I did not read as I just took the girls word, but I later read it, it clearly states there is a problem in the other knee, right knee that was not swollen – “a Loculated fluid: Hoffa's fat pad right side. It may represent a ganglion”. So that really does not make any sense as then my right knee was ok. I mean the previous Dr in Gunnedah said I have knee pain due to arthritis; so I did have knee pain in both my knees from time to time like when I walk stairs or ride a bike. I then and still now sometimes go down stairs sideways, it feels more comfortable. {Anyway, I note my metatarsalgia is often caused from a lack of foot pad, so maybe its related?} I remember later back then I got a ganglion in my left wrist, I thought it had been from a magnetic bracelet.?? I still think it was. 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. 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. The physio in Sarina also charged me. 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 but related to the “fascia” which is related to sex (!). Some Drs cannot talk about fascia because of this reason. Very unhealthy. 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. Actually, I specifically remember at that time, my legs would suffer greatly when it rained, like just before the rain event, my whole legs would ache - often it was one leg worse than the other, and the bigger the storm event, the greater the pain. When we had drought breaking floods that year, it was extremely painful. I specifically remember that day, because I had a guest, and I had to explain my pain to them. and now, I remember it started when I was living at Hornsby, just prior to moving to back to Gunnedah, in that cement building, that unit at Hornsby – it could be the cause? I don't really remember having any weather-related pain before then, but it might have occurred, as it's not something I would've really paid too much attention to unless it was quite severe, which it was at Gunnedah – Rowan Leigh – a massive storm event came through after a drought. In Hornsby I ended up purchasing some Chinese heat rub, which completely worked, as soon as I applied it, the pain would stop. I continued using it, but I think it was stolen when I moved back into dad's house before I moved to Rowan Leigh. Stupid dogs. So eventually this pain went away, I no longer experienced that tremendous leg pain with rain. I thought it was simply from gaining weight; weight resolved the problem, as I was quite skinny before, not much fat protecting my bones. But when I moved to Sarina, the weather seems to be adversely affecting me again. A slightly different manner, this time my whole body, back, especially seems to seize up in a cold weather, plus before a rain event. If it's a really severe drop in pressure, I almost feel sick with nauseous too. A little research on YouTube says it's because the weight in the air that forms when the pressure drops cause fluid in our bones to swell. One chiropractor I saw on YouTube says he thinks the weight with the drop-in pressure makes your fascia expand. So that could explain why my whole body would be aching.... Barometric Pressure pain. I wrote about the leg pain before - it was stolen, I had to rewrite it. Weird! I should do the 40km drive up to Mackay for a lymphatic drainage massage, but all the medical professionals that I’ve seen over the past 5 years have been big fat fakers, so have decided not to waste my money. {I have since discovered a reflexologists on YouTube, Dr Adam Thomas, and he instructs how to self-massage, well actually he shows other reflexologists how to, and so anyone can see how to – and you can do it yourself, as I tried it and – OMG, so affective, thankyou thankyou, and for free. And, just remembered, I did have some mild lymph pain before I saw that evil podiatrist, at first I remember it started with spa use – my spa, arms resting over the top, contacting some sort of bacterial infection? The next day my lid that sits on top where my arms went, turned black with mould. But then someone told me it may have been sewage being emptied nearby at MPB? Yuk, I am fairly sure it is spa? But then I did remember specifically after I did some freestyle when I first went to MPB, I HAD SORE LYMPHS, and I don’t think I had my spa back then, no, I did not. So maybe neither spa or sewage, but it’s just exercise?? Who knows. God, do they really empty sewage into the ocean? Backwards idiots. {I just reread my story “Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems”, I mention some woman I spoke to on the phone re my Lymphs – she may be the root cause of the podiatrists behaviour back at Bundaberg?} Sometimes I think Telstra muck up everybody's communication; they're so facetious and rude and disrespectful, and bitchy, to customers, so everybody's calls get rerouted or whatever, so no one can do proper business……. Btw, at the hospital when I had the infected tick treated, thieving dogs turned up while I was waiting (they sometimes wear pink clothes, same ones as at Gin Gin hospital who followed me and stole my Care Plan out of the car), they followed me to the Sarina chemist and tried to steal from me at the chemist (via PBS/non PBS prices - Sarina chemist are just as guilty as the dogs who manipulate them.) It’s a highly organised crime scam. By the way, when I complained about this to the health authorities, they got back to me and told me that “we’ll we won’t do anything about this, we will protect everyone who works at the hospitals and in the industry, over you, and will call you crazy if you call and make anymore complaints again” – well, they didn’t outrightly say that, they said it in a round about way, but that message was loud and clear. If I want to put a complaint in the future, then it has to be done anonymously. I’d say you can’t trust any woman who works in the health industry in Australia they’re all bloody dodgy. No ‘gay’ radar, a victim radar – we want money we want money we want money we want money we want money. Here is a good spot to mention, that female Dr, I felt, was in cahoots with quite a few other women, because I had women sniffing around me at that particular time - women who wear pink (hot pink – they seem to be related to raising money for fake breast cancer? They are evil and not ‘working for the good’ Olivia Newton John inspired little thieves) So, I felt like they were working in conjunction, to get me to go on this unnecessary trip up to the imaging Centre, about my boob. I felt like they wanted to treat me like a mouse, and play their “cat and mouse game” (they picked the wrong person). But I strongly suspect, and I have no proof of this, but I strongly suspect there would have been “boob removal” in the name of breast cancer, when in fact it was just a bunch of bitchy girls playing “cat and mouse” games. You should never underestimate how evil women are. I find in society, most people do. I recommend 5 opinions before major surgery – GREED I want to mention, back at Dr Enzo who took my weight and height, said I was slightly overweight and I ought to lose some. I felt he was totally right. I have always been slim, but now after 5 yrs sore foot and no walking or anything, not so much, I look normal, and for me, that is overweight. I specifically mention this, as I have dogs on Netflix who try to manipulate ‘forced feeding’ – this is actually really easy to do in the image world, all you have to do is present a food image, and voilà the person watching is hungry. They do it normally as in, a pre written script, they also do it ‘live’, at a big expense. It is a form of abuse. There are people also who do signs, saying that “I am blind” and thus lose my things, rather than admit to bimbos stealing them. {Wrong, not blind} Also, there are people saying I have dementia, Alzheimer’s, rather than admit BLONDE bimbos stealing from me - {Wrong again, and fuck off you stupid sign dogs, stop doing disrespectful signs}. I did get scratched by my cat badly after a tragic incident involving my Builyan neighbours. I went to Agnes Water Discovery Coast Medical Centre, Dr Scanlan, who gave me antibiotics, (the right one) and then a Tetanus shot, - the Tetanus shot, caused 15 months of major arm pain, unable to lift arm up – and I had to relocate in that period – oh what a joy.) Tetanus is NOT necessary (antibiotics work just fine on all related medical situations, even for something deep and serious) and any Dr knows it. This guy is just a prick who needs to be sued, as does the greedy pharmaceutical people who entice Dr's to give them out still – money making scam. Apparently that Dr called me, he said it was the Dr who owned that clinic – he called 15mnths later , like a week after my arm stopped hurting finally, and I could now lift it up. {Not a coincidence}. And he said, it is the girl who decides about Tetanus – tell the girl, he implied it was the girls who insisted I have a Tetanus shot, but I remember Dr Scanlan asked the girls to administer a Tetanus. Later, in 2025, I learnt about Fascia, as it is the fascia causing problems in my back, and possibly foot. Anyway, I suspect the reason I could not lift up my arm after the shot for so long, was because the girl twisted my fascia somehow, with the needle – and possibly deliberatley?? I did not know fascia was a thing before, but, a nurse, probably did know about it, and it was a nurse who administered the shot. They are such cunts. Also, I think it was that Dr, who I spoke to about Mylanta, I have to take Mylanta for heartburn, like every day, sometimes 2 or 3 tablets, (from when I was 18-20, studying and living off tomatoes and bread), and I asked him if I should take other medication instead, he prescribed something, I tried it, but felt it was not as affective as Mylanta, plus there was a risk to my stomach, apparently it has side affects of ulcers. So I switched back to Mylanta. Btw, Mylanta is bicarb soda ($3.95/kg), plus sweetner so it is palatable; and Mylanta people are charging $14-$18 a packet for “bicarb” tablets!! Scam. Not sure why China has not produced a non generic brand!! Plus Mylanta people change the ingredients list on the packaging, without changing the product. Maybe it was Dr Abass who I spoke to about Mylanta? I want to mention, a lot of Dr’s, especially now, rather than when I was younger want to do blood tests. I feel this a scam, especially if I have not told the Dr, I was having any specific symptoms that would warrant a blood test – I feel it as a moneymaking scam for new pathology labs. Plus, Queensland Health offers “The Spectacle Supply Scheme”;1 pair of glasses to healthcare card holders every two years. But it turns out only if you pay them $35 for the eye scan. Scam. Also, I developed arthritis in my knee when I was about 42. This was diagnosed by DR Nasma Rahman at the Gunnedah Rural Health clinic in 2013, when I went to see her about a cyst in my boob. However, she or, should I say the receptionist, 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 ‘work’ – but I am thinking all appointments should be CAMERA AND AUDIO RECORDED. Because – they lie. The female Dr’s and the receptionists. 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 at Gunnedah, I went to a local doctor here at Gin Gin to find out what type, he sent me to have an x-ray of my knees (?). Then he said I don’t have arthritis.. mmm all these years of imagined arthritis symptoms! – yeah right. 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 MRI scan, 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}. 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 it’s 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”. In 2022 the pain in my knees was significant enough for me to dismantle my futon bed, and raise it up, in order to avoid pain when I stood up every morning. In 2023 I raised it even more. This has been the best thing I have done to care for my knees plus stop bike riding. I often do not notice any sore knees now – so I am not sure if this is from arthritis, or the hoffas fat pad syndrome or what?? No one knows!! I’m getting old, I don’t like it!! I have a very old memory of when I was young, my 4yr old sister was taken to the emergency hospital at Tamworth for a BADLY broken leg, she was in a LOT of pain and I clearly remember the neglect we experienced at the hospital, waiting for hours and hours, and my sister screaming and crying the whole time. “We had to wait our turn in the queue”. SCREAMING hrs hrs…. Such bimbo lack of common-sense behaviour, I can’t believe it. GO AND GET THE DOCTOR. The lack of common sense in young women is scary. Actually, I believe that “waiting our turn” would have stemmed from no one being ‘allowed’ to be different or special; each person had to wait their turn. The more I think about this whole ‘special’ issue, the bigger the deal I realize it is. People especially in country areas, are really threatened by anyone who is perceived as special, nobody likes to think of anybody else more special than them - it’s a total ego bimbo concept. And, along the same lines as someone who boasts and skytes about how good they are at something; that person gets fully shunned from the group, or family, or school, or whatever the situation. I have seen it many times. This comes from a lack of pride, it’s a total tall poppy syndrome, and very common in rural Australia, which we need to evolve out of, because there are many special people. Although I heard after I wrote this it happens in the city too, to celebrities, young tv stars. “Oh, you think your special” punch! Stupid people suffer from this syndrome. But also with female hospital staff, their lack of common sense is due from “sleeping beauty” affect, which, is the governments fault, as there is a total unwillingness to ‘wake’ up young women, they like stupid bimbo women, the more stupid the better as far as A LOT of people are concerned, mainly men. It means no complaining about ALL the injustices going on in the world. See. You can't fix what you can't see. This was the main reason I was ban from FACEBOOK - let sleeping dogs lie. Another from mum - when my little brother was born, (4th born- always complications, really and truly I don’t know why mothers have more than two kids - they want to make things difficult for their offspring, so many medical problems always exist with more than 1 child. Anyway – my little brother, Tomas, when he was born, had something wrong with his ribs, I can’t quite remember the details, but it involved him throwing up, he could not keep down his milk. Mum took him to the doctors repeatedly, and the bimbo receptionist refused to give mum an appointment, she got to the point where she was an absolute wreck, because she knew that her little boy was going to die if he didn’t get some sort of medical assistance, so she really had to fight for him and get angry at the stupid bimbo receptionist in order for the doctor to see her child, and of course when they did, he was immediately flown down to Sydney for an operation, which saved his life. (Let me guess, STUPID DOGS DOING THE OPPOSITE – she really had to see a doctor so they said no, if she had of approached the receptionist: oh well, I might need an appointment, or I might not….”, then they would have made an appointment for her. Bloody STUPID female dogs. Also, from many yrs ago, when I was 10, the school I was about to attend required a medical check. The Dr at Gunnedah gave me one, I clearly remember he did a ‘squirm factor check’ – that is, to inflict pain for as long as it takes for the victim to squirm. I guess if the child does not squirm ever, there would be a problem, or possible future victim in the network of paedophiles. (Teach your child to ‘squirm’ when in pain or are uncomfortable) btw, I found in life, as a woman, this is one of the biggest things men do, to attack women, they enjoy making them feel uncomfortable – looking for that squirm factor. (Sidebar; You know, one that that really annoys me is parents and or Doctors who don’t tell their patient what’s wrong with them, they try to ‘protect’ the patient / child from devasting news – this IS SO WRONG I CAN’T BELIEVE IT people still do it and it is a part of ‘powertripping’ more so than having the patients/child’s best interest at heart. - not that I think Drs know about the virus correlation, but other health problems) Oh, and since I have no pool anymore for my back, (2023) sometimes I strain it, usually just 1 side, and I need to go to a Physio, but I can’t, it’s too expensive, some charge up to $200 for initial consult. And I cannot get a part medicare rebate for Physio either, like the people on a ‘health care plan' can, as my back only gets strained sometimes, it’s not a permanent thing. So I have to just lay in bed for 1-2 weeks until I can move again. Health care in Australia, what healthcare? And of course, I have to mention what a total scam the mental health industry is in this country, it’s a total moneymaking, job creation, female dominated area that is full of bullies/predators and cats who just want to play the Cat and Mouse game. It’s an area you should stay well away from-take matters into your own hands. (Including all medications for mental health - total money-making power tripping scam, in my experience, I find most nursing staff in a nursing home delusional about medication. Often people are there because they are in the process of dying, and there is no help that can be given, but a nurse has only the knowledge that they are there to help, so if they can’t help, then they can give them a tablet and feel then that they are helping. And this is also true in hospitals and mental units, where a person has been put there because they are scarring the pencil pushers, (often just for speaking the truth but in a loud ‘scary’ voice) so they are classed as someone with ‘mental health issues’, and thus must be put on medication. Just because they have a concern and speak in a raised voice! This is really a joke, and I can’t believe it has not come to light about the complete stupidity of this practice. That type of medication will do more harm than good. WAKE UP bims. Don’t get me started on the dentist visits either, there has been a whole string of bad ones. My main issue with dentists is doing work that doesn’t need to be done, they just want your money. (Plus, the teeth torture/NEGS time) All in all, it’s a good thing I’m a pretty healthy person, and had a fortunate childhood with healthy food and an intelligent mother who knew how to feed her kids, to make sure we were fit and healthy. Thankyou mum! 2024 - I need to update this, 2yrs later, I am now living in Sarina, and I STILL have a Collapsed Arch. 6 yrs. To cut a long story short, I have worked out I can heel it with cold, 3hrs cold treatment below the neck. (I write about it in detail on “Inflammation from collapsed Arch - What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch or Plantar fasciitis “ page 15). But now, so far, this treatment has been unavailable to me. And certainly, no Dr in Sarina, or Gin Gin, or Gunnedah, is aware of it. (!) BTW, having plantar fasciitis means that I can't really walk or do any exercise, because it just hurts and doesn't heal. You can't believe how much weight I've put on NOT being able to do any exercise for six years. So, every three months I have to go to the Dr, as I need a doctors medical certificate to give Centrelink. So that's what I've been doing, ($44 each time, what a waste of money), and then eventually Centrelink contacted me, and said “well we no longer believe you, you don't have a collapsed arch or you have to provide better proof, otherwise you now have to jump through our hoops” and went ahead and made an appointment with a ‘new’ jobs provider, after first cutting my pay, and harassing me by phone with multiple calls. (They said this, because if you are receiving medical certificates for more than 3 years, they put you on disability – but they do not want to put me on disability as it is considerably more money than unemployment’s. – They are screwing me (AGAIN). So if you have a medical certificate you don't have to jump through their cunt power tripping activity hoops. So I go back to the doctor and said that they didn't believe me and I need more proof! So then the doctor tells me, this whole time he's been giving me medical certificates for my back, and not my foot! Can you believe that! I’m thinking: You know, I have it in writing from you; COLLAPSED ARCH! What the fuck! –He said he will prescribe another ultrasound and xray (even though I already had done this. He also said I have a back problem which he will sort out (I never mentioned to him anything about my back (!) – he said my back problem is more significant than my foot problem! What the!! Now, I believe he said this, because, I mean, how would he know? No mention to him about my back EVER, (compared to my foot, my back, as far as I was concerned, was not a real problem, my foot was way more of a problem, as I COULD NOT WALK). But, they were doing a ‘thing’ in the medical world, about fascia - it's a new thing that they have discovered, which they thought before was kind of irrelevant, just the connective tissue holding muscle, but it turns out that you can have fascia problems. And someone in the medical world must have wondered why I was having back problems while I was at Gin Gin, looked into it, and made a discovery!! Yah for that person. I mean, I was and still am having problems; after doing laborious activities such as my gardening, I could not stand up properly. I thought it was from my long butt length hair, because when I wash it I am doing a repetitive brush to remove all the tangles, and it's quite hard work, I would exit the shower with a rapid heartbeat. But when I got my haircut in 2022, I found the problem didn't go away. So, Dr Eche, in 2025 told me, it's because of my scoliosis, the curve is bad enough to cause these movement problems related to the Fascia. (The Dr I saw at Gin Gin – no mention of the problem at all. NONE) 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, and I don't believe that was because of the scoliosis, I believe that was from physical activity - actually even then, because at the time I got sciatica I was in my 30s, early 30s and still young, healthy, and fit. Looking back, I don't see any physical reason why I should've got put my back out - all I was doing was shovelling, and it wasn't like I was pushing myself for hours on end…. I have come to the conclusion the ‘real’ reason I got sciatica back then, was because of “childbirth” or should I say, lack of “childbirth” - you see, many woman have to go through it, this unbearable pain of giving birth. But, I don't have to! I can just blasé along life without experiencing that excruciating pain! Unfortunatly has penance for not giving birth, I instead was given the experience of sciatica – bummer. In 2001, I was heavily getting into creating my garden, and one day I was shovelling some horse manure out of the trailer that my sister (Penny) and I had just collected from the race track (not that my sister actually contributed to any of the work involved! she was the driver and the watcher!) So, all of a sudden when I was shovelling, my back kind of just went twinge, and was painful. I didn't understand what was happening and just kept shovelling till it was all done (whoops). The next day or maybe just a bit later, I suddenly couldn't walk (it may have been a week later after more gardening?? Ages ago now, 25 years ago) So I was in an extreme amount of pain, my whole right leg swelled up considerably (or was it left?). All I had was some Mersyndol that my aunt had given me for when I had my wisdom teeth removed (which looking back I probably shouldn't of had removed as they weren't causing me any problems), so I kept taking these tablets waiting for them to work, but after 10 tablets there was no difference, that pain medication was pointless (it was from 1991, so maybe expired?) I did not take them all at once, it was over about 12 hrs, waiting, waiting…..so, I wasn't sure what to do, it was more than typical pain and bruise that one encounters in day to day life. So, I called dad and dad said he would come out and take me to the hospital. Now it was the wee hours of the morning by then, (tired and ugly) {not angry, still young and sweetly spoken}, I told the Gunnedah hospital people I was in a lot of pain in my back, and I took Mersyndol for it, but that it didn't make any difference at all - and they completely ignored the fact that I was in pain, and thought (in retrospect, I can see they thought) that I'd overdosed myself, like committed suicide. (!) But I didn't know that this is what they thought, so what they did was give me some medication {which I thought would help with the pain}, but instead, it was one of those vomiting medications, and so I spent the next few hours vomiting every 15 minutes to the second. So, the pain in my back and leg was now topped with this having to get up every 15 minutes (I did not know they gave me this medication – if I had of known, I would have got a bloody bucket – how could they give me medication and not tell me what it was? What's wrong with those stupid nurses). But, I had not eaten anyway, it was repeated vomiting attempts, like dry retching I think it’s called, painful, very uncomfortable. Unbearable. Not to mention my back pain. Honestly looking back on it now, as someone who is not so young and sweetly spoken; I can't begin to describe how angry I am about this cruel stupidity on behalf of Gunnedah hospital. All of the people involved in this situation have major problems. What? do you always believe the gossips: How many times do I have to say it: NOT ON DRUGS and PERFECTLY MENTALLY HEALTHY – you stupid bimbos. (This may have something to do with my little sister? Apparently she told all her friends that I was on drugs, so the girls at that hospital must have herd the gossip and believed it? My little sister is a little shit). So, anyway, the following 3 mnths I could not walk, luckily the rental had wooden floorboards so I could just sit on my office chair and glide myself around. I couldn't even put my foot in my shoe; my leg was still huge. So, one of Penny’s friend eventually, casually, mentioned to me, just by chance one day, when penny was not there......, ‘that doctor I saw at the hospital was two days away from retirement, I should see someone else’ (Like, on my blog, I have mentioned the receptionists at the Dr’s in Gunnedah refused to give me Dr appointments, so I have to go to the emergency ward (they discriminate, it seems based on looks)). And I’m thinking, as if I was going to go back to those idiots. So, in those 3mnths I saved up a little money and went and saw a masseuse, I had 4 sessions, she kind of helped but not really, there's only so much a masseuse can do it with sciatica – not that she admitted as such, she was happy to take my money. I was still young and not aware I should have gone to a chiropractor. I didn't even know I had sciatica as it was never diagnosed. But eventually I could walk and it wasn't that painful anymore. I ended up leaving the farm and went down to Melbourne RMIT, when I was there I saw a chiropractor (not the ones at RMIT chiro school {I wrote a whole story about those female twits – probably from Gunnedah hospital}. So, this guy gave me an adjustment and it was kind of an instant relief. I was much better after that. So, at no point did anyone ever tell me I had sciatica. Eventually, years later just from hearing about what sciatica is, I realised “oh that's what I had”. I mean thank goodness we have YouTube now. The doctors, nurses and receptionists in Australia are 'stupids'. So, from time to time, I got a sore back, but then I got my lap pool and did my swimming and no more pain. And, more importantly I discovered that if you just lie down immediately; like if I put my back out in pain, and then lie down perfectly straight on flat surface, and just wait, about 15 minutes, the disc that slipped out will go back in, and all will be fine again, no pain down the leg, no swelling. I still maintain that this back issue was not related to scoliosis, but some people reckon scoliosis is from muscle weakness, and some people reckon sciatica is from muscle weakness too. But after all my gardening I would have quite substantial muscles in my back. They think apparently the muscles have to be strong enough to keep the discs in place. So, I'm not an expert but I know that there are people out there now thinking that that's not entirely true. They're still figuring it out as far as I can tell. Oh, and when I was doing my freestyle, following the black line down the pool, all of a sudden I felt ‘click, click’ and my back realigned itself. Swimming pool – essential for anyone with scoliosis and or sciatica. Btw, I reckon that Doctor who they told me was two days away from retirement, would've had nothing to do with the situation, it would've been all stupid little girls who believe gossipy rumours that I'm on drugs and have mental problems. I can't believe what a witch hunt this whole area is, and how stupid women are. I will never see a female doctor ever, they are useless, they have no common sense and are easily manipulated by each other - complete stupidity, well, nurses. And note the narcissism "you don't have anything wrong with your back, it's all in your head." Rack off Cate Cameron you thieving little narc bimbo. as I update this, I hope I don't repeat myself too As I read this, now in retrospect, I realise I will have to put in a complaint, even though it is 25 years later this is still completely unacceptable behaviour and they can't change if they don't even know what's going on, and so I did, (I noticed that they seem to have numerous departments you can complain to, and these departments seem to change on a weekly basis...). When I had to check the box 'what outcome do you want' I checked 'compensation'. Lol, as if these people are going to even admit what they did wrong, let alone compensate for it - why would they even offer that box?? But, I did get a response: “not enough evidence for an investigation and it happened too long ago”. Whatever. I complain here, it is way more effective than that gov department. Actually, a few years later, when I was at same hospital re facial nerve damage from homeopathic medication; I received the same form of discrimination by the nurses at reception (“no, nothing wrong here at all, all in your mind”) – even though there was a visible “drop face” on one side, still visible when I was there, – I could see that nurse looking at my photo of my mouth, on the day it happened when it was quite severe, and she was nodding her head as in oh yes, but then she was saying “oh no, not really anything wrong” – like she just did not want to deal with this issue, whether she did not know how, or just could be bothered, who knows? maybe they can’t do anything about that kind of nerve damage – not advanced enough?? Plus, she and her nurse friend got their male friend or acquaintance (male idiot) to steal something out of my car while I was there. They definatly need to be sued. Btw, when I was in year 10 at school, and having problems with girls throwing shoes at me during the night due to my snoring phase, I went to the school hospital and the nurse gave me nasal spray, I must’ve had a cold and had a blocked nose. I used it, I don’t think it made any difference to the snoring, but, what I noticed was soon enough my nose would not become unblocked unless I used the nasal spray. It was like my nose had become addicted to nasal spray! I had to slowly wean myself off, and I thought at the time, what a stupid nurse for giving such a product to me! So sorry to tell you bimbos; that’s the only addiction I have ever had!! Btw, I explained to my parents what was happening in regards to my snoring issue, my parents took me to the doctor, the doctor said I have to have my adenoids removed. I can't remember the details, but he seemed to think that I didn't need them and it was them causing my snoring. So I did have them removed. I wrote about it. So after that, no more snoring, until many years later when I put on considerable weight, which I believe has restricted my nasal and throat passageways thus causing snoring, but, I found if I get cold at night, I snore always, but if I wear a beanie protecting my head at night, I often don't snore. PLUS, I don't wake up during the night stressed, as in head stressed from cold. I find if I let my head get cold I get stressed, this was very obvious when I quit drinking coffee briefly trying to save money, because you're prone to headaches if you're stressed particulate in this time, and so if I kept myself warm with the heater on overnight, plus relaxed with Sleep Aid, no headache. It was very obvious my head was getting stressed from the cold (in winter here). I don't know if my adenoids have anything to do with the fact that I have lymph problems now in my 50s, or whether it's just a humid bacterial problem, now living in the subtropics? I saw on YouTube in regards to how the lymphatic system works, that the adenoids and tonsils is an area used for actively fighting pathogens from the lymph system. My lymphs are frequently turning black and presenting as lumps under my arms, black lumps. Or red lumps. Very tender. I can get rid of them through a process of massage, lymphatic massage and stretches, plus I've noticed the type of cleanser I use under my arms makes a difference - so my lymph problems would be related to sweat, infection (arm probs: Olecranon bursa), ingrown hairs (as I wax, and the hairs are really fine now) and also weird damage or immune response from the virus I caught at the nursing home, plus injury from when I was kicked in the boob by the 2yr old girl in my late 20’s – I would say the boob injury is the main reason I get lumps under my arms now. But they are much worse now after 2023. But have not had any lumps in my breasts for years. And, in 2026, Centrelink tells me I need to seek treatment for my scoliosis. So, I book into the physio with the governments ‘care plan’ (a part rebate, as physios are the most expensive specialist ever), and even though diesel has gone from $1.89 to $3.15, and I had just purchased a mould replacement mattress, so was broke, I go and see this physio guy. Now, I am due back in to see him again, young guy he is, but when he assessed my back, he said he could see the c curve. But that was it, still no acknowledgement about how the twist pulls the fascia, to distort the muscles to stop movement. So maybe they have not started teaching about this yet? I know it is relatively new; I have only just learnt about it via YouTube. But if he is not aware of this, there is no point in seeing him. But, well, at least there is actual acknowledgement of Scoliosis now; as when the pain started back in 2020, I had an x-ray done at Bundaberg, wondering why I had a sore stiff back, and that radiologist, did not even mention the C curve in his report!! Lol. I still think the original was stolen! So, back at Sarina, Dr Echhe said, I also have disc degenerative disease in all my lower L discs. I am to reduce physical activity and not do such labourious activities. (but I really like gardening and it's pretty much been my little business for the past 20 years, it is work that does not involve any DOGS (the main problem in my life- way worse than back probs, way worse than foot probs), and I would have no money at all if I haven't been doing it, since they refuse to give me a disability.) I reach a point where I can't stand up straight, and I can no longer walk, and I have to lie down, and you know the relief from just lying down is so great. You should hear me whingeing and moaning and heaving and hoeing, it's absurd. All this time I was thinking I need massage I must be tense, so whether that's true or not I don't know because I definitely can't afford a massage unless I went to Thailand. That's why I've had this secret dream of when I get the pension I'm going to just take my pension and go over to Thailand or some such country where they do massage for very cheap which they still do is like $10 for an hour and a half massage. It's extraordinary, and I'm thinking I need at least one every day to try and heal my tenseness, but since I have a fascia problem I'm not sure whether that will help?? Well, probably will, and I feel that's why, all these years I feel like I need a massage, it's because my fascia has kind of moved on my muscles and pushed them and pulled them, and a massage, preferably by a physio, would be able to help with that. Typical, got a health problem which involves the most expensive type of massage, and can't afford anyway.{Side bar: At the moment, updating in 2025, my legs are kind of looking like I have the measles or the chickenpox, and a severe case. I thought mainly it was from ingrown hairs, because I wax, and the older I get, the more my skin is getting “tougher”, but the hairs are getting finer, and so they're becoming ingrown, then I just keep scratching them until they're free, so it causes a big red sore. – But I recall, I used to have same problem when I was young, and noticed, I get bitten by bugs, a lot! I feel at this point that I'm getting picked on by a little bugs. I'm pretty sure most people won't have as many sores on their legs as I do. I remember going to the ocean when I was young and having no sores because the ocean saltwater cleared them up. I tried doing that here, but maybe I am not in the water long enough, but it does not work aswell. So, I think I've always been attacked by little bugs. You would think those bugs could be a little bit more grateful. I never use pesticides! I have written on my blog how beneficial massage is, plus atm, I'm learning about fascia and massage, I'm realising massage is just even better than what I thought and wrote. {I had permanent pins and needles in my mouth because of the dodgy dental work, but face massage stopped it - briefly!} Amazing. And YouTube has helped with the compression from my spine for degenerative disorder: stretching flat on back, simple and effective. Anyway, what I wanted to say about the bugs, is when the sores are healing they itch, they itch a lot, I get really itchy, and I feel like, God is a tight arse: not enough money for massage, so he gets the bugs to bite me so I inadvertently start rubbing all over in peculiar massage style! Lol} I was watching YouTube and they have a new idea that acupuncture can help with fascia and the needles inserted can stretch the fascia so maybe someone who knows what they're doing might help? I imagine though for acupuncturist it's a relatively new area as well I did look up local acupuncture in my area he says he has 30 years of experience and he charges $120 and it wasn't clear whether that was for the full session which was half an hour or for 10 minutes and each session last 30 minutes so like the website was implying that you have to pay three times $120 for a full session, which is just ridiculous, I don't know whether they were just being sneaky and smartarse or made a mistake with the 10 minutes? I remember going to an acupuncture when I was 20 at Hornsby, and it was free, I think they bulk billed? Back then anyone could go, walk in, walk outs all day, they had heaps of people coming and going. mmm, so yeah, at $120 acupuncture is definitely out. (Physio is $200, 1 whole weeks income). So all the time, after a while of doing anything strenuous, in fact like any work at all; cleaning or gardening, or making my planters, even dressmaking, and even sitting at a computer desk; eventually I would just get a sore back, and couldn't stand up properly, and would have to lie down. So, now that I know I have fascia problems (I used to call it “the old man Chinese 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. I did tell my Dr, Eche about “the old man Chinese Disease from working in the rice paddocks” back in 2024 – he ignored it. But he did talk about fascia, the visit where he did so, my recording was missing, so I could not check it – whether he was referring to my back or my foot. 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 should say: on YouTube, they specifically described lymph problems as being tender, which was what I was experiencing, on my chest under, my underarms, a little bit down onto my breasts, sometimes I'd have pain behind my knees… Anyway what they said, when you're dealing with lymph in those tender areas, particularly the chest, you have to self massage in a very, what I term, ‘pathetic manner’, like not applying much pressure at all. And so then this immediately reminded me of that woman that I was so angry with at Bundaberg, the faker, because that's exactly how she was massaging the front of my calves - it just unfortunately was in completlely the wrong spot. No idea why she massaged that area? so I still don't think that she's a Physio, but when dealing with your lymph system, that's exactly how you have to massage, very gently, because it's very tender – initially, I found once I massaged the blockage there on my chest, that was it - it was done, it took like you know 20 seconds of gentle massaging with my thumbs and suddenly I had no more pain, it's quite extraordinary. 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. 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. 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, my condition was not caused by running. The final picture shows a ballerina who spends a lot of time on her tippy toes, and her condition which is often not visible to the naked eye, is a result of spending too much time on tippy toes. This includes flexor hallucis longis tendinopathy - pain that runs from the big toe all the way along that arch muscle, and up through to the tibialis anterior, in the shin, with the most pain being felt along the arch. I have this condition. My physio described that, as separate from the ‘collapsed arched pain’; as in, in my situation, I had two different factors contributing to my plantar fasciitis, one which was a hole in my work boot, which caused considerable pain, then shortly after that and at the same time, the other was walking on my tippy toes whilst cleaning my 25m long lap pool (for hours every day). I describe my foot akin to a tragic king tide storm event like that you see on the news from time to time; where as a result of a king tide, a big storm, the results are major flooding and . At one point when I looked at my foot, I could see the arch ‘collapsed’, flat and floppy – but it would not have shown on an Xray or ultrasound as anything unusual – it cannot be seen by machine, but it was visible to the naked eye. Possibly, I’m not sure whether anyone on the planet has ever experienced a double dose of plantar fasciitis. What makes it worse is, I was told by a little birdie, that the hole in my work boot was done deliberately, to handicapped me, an act of sabotage. Not quite sure why they would think it necessary to do it deliberately, when I have no problems, creating such problems on my own, like the tippy toeing down the pool, although, I am fairly sure, my foot would’ve been to handle the excess tippy toeing, if the existing ‘hole foot’ problem from the work boot, didn’t happen. You can’t begin to understand how infuriated I was when I discovered it was done deliberately. It is reminiscent of the foot binders in Japan, who encouraged women to bind their feet, telling them that it is ‘beautiful’, when really it was about handicapping them. And when I heard initially that they were going to handicap me, I just wrote it off immediately and gave it no more thought “Handicap! - as if, I am strong like bull” – little did I know how evil people really are. And how stupid they are. If anyone knows is responsible, please let me know - and their motives? – I mean surely it could not just have been merely from my garden?? Create your own goddam garden you idiot. And this ‘king tide‘ situation, explains why I’ve had the condition for six years, with only in December 2022, seemingly there to be a light at the end of the tunnel. (April 2023, still has not heeled from the re-collapse.) Photos found online from very helpful legit medical sites. In feb 2025, I went down to the local quiet hotel that has a pretty much unused pool, to see if I could cold treat myself there- the blonde behind the counter (which btw, was a hotel reception/ come Bottle O, pub/bistro!) refused to allow me. Pub people – they fucked drunks or use fucked drunks! Not my scene! There is another foot update in 2026, as above info is slightly off, scroll down for update, I will not chenge it here. In 2025, either my doctor or someone on Facebook in the plantar fasciitis group sent me some shoes, well they put them in my path, for really cheap, so I had to have no option but purchasing them, and these shoes after wearing them caused severe spur pain in my heel. I think they did it deliberately to show me ‘see, you actually do have the typical plantar fasciitis with spur pain in the heel’. So, I guess that is true, but in 2026 I went to a Physio and he said I have got the same spur problem in the front of my foot, which is why I usually have pain in the front of my foot and not the heel. He was very savvy, considering no one has been able to do anything about it for 8 years, certainly no podiatrist either. He advised me to purchase a metatarsal dome to wear in my shoes which hopefully will splay out the muscles either side of the spur and will reduce pain in and inflammation. He also told me to stand on my tippy toes repeatedly as an exercise stretch - this really hurts, so I don't know if it helps or not? When I was looking for my metatarsal dome, I saw something else to put under the base front of my foot, which had kind of foam surrounding a hole, I figure that that will be actually be better, ? so, I bought that as well, and I'll try them both. I got a lump on my head in 2025, thought it might be a tick but wasn't sure, and we have a skin specialist in Sarina who bulk bills. I went there, he said it was an ingrown hair, and it was full of pus. Dr Voytek; one of those annoying idiot doctors who likes to play the "bad guy". (More waiting, more dogs – btw it was because of that Dr, that I had stupid bogans at my neighbours “cook” my fish, in my outdoor aquarium, at night. A case of “Oh well if that guy treats you disrespectfully and badly then we're going to treat you disrespectfully and badly too” - taking their cue from him like stupid little kids do - only they weren't kids out there harassing me that week at night, they were grown adults - people in Australia they are so fucking stupid it's unbelievable. THEY COPY EVERYTHING {because they are stupid}). The lump on my head actually persisted, it kept on coming back, so I wasn't sure whether it was an ingrown hair, as he said he got the ingrown hair out(?), maybe it was a pimple, mole or skin tag? But I got a new fancy salon hairdryer from Facebook marketplace for $30, and after I had dried my hair with this intensely lovely hot contraption, it went away!! I believe the heat has cured it. (I want a sauna). And specialists? What do they know. At the same time I also got him to remove a mole which had changed when I was living at the Sarina unit (it would've changed because that unit was full of poison, I can't believe how stupid rental girls are with their compulsory fumigation. After I moved in there, my mole changed (on my chest - -I got badly sunburnt when I was 17), plus, all my hair started to fall out – big clumps. Anyway, a whole other story about how stupid rental girls are, along with property developers who leave holes and gaps in the units for bugs to get in….. I'm not sure whether I needed to have my mole removed but he said once they change it's a good idea to, so I did. {well, actually, he said ‘usually if it changes we recommend it to be removed but really it’s up to you’ – which I thought was a little odd because I’m not a skin specialist, how should I know? After he removed it, he burnt it, he burnt it badly; I couldn’t believe he did this - considering the mole was caused from sunburn! I just thought it was a stupid thing to do and lacked common sense. It was very painful for months afterwards, and hasn’t really healed, there’s a kind of big raised lump there now and has affected my fascia – since I had 2 removed at the same time {he also removed a mole on my knee, as it used to agitate me), but he did not burn that one and it has healed in a different way and it’s much better, no pain, and no raised lump. Was he experimenting? First time? No mole has ever been removed before? That guy was an arshole, then I had a whole heap of stupid facebook teenages try to copy his arshole personality. So I guess, no – don’t bother having moles removed ever. {Possible 'over removal' of moles went on in the 90s? - it was a big thing to have your mole removed, maybe money making scam on behalf of skin specialists??} I don't usually put dental visits here, but 4th Aug 2025 Sarina dental hospital, I had dogs before I went there, and it affects the whole rest of my day – they cause trauma: Okay so before I went there I had to stop off at the Post Office, and some ladies house, to drop off a FBmarketplace item. And the whole time I was doing that in Sarina, driving around, I had dogs doing nuisance signs, they were completely annoying, either helping, or blocking my way, depending on, I guess the mood of whoever was doing it. CONTRIVED. People placed in the situation – a “contrived” situation. Many people watching me. {I must remember, whenever this happens: forget what you're doing, immediately, just go home, and do all of those activities later when they dogs have gone home, usually they vanish after lunch} weird they only do it at Sarina, and not when I used to go to Mackay. They did it in Melbourne a lot. Same people probably; car hoons. Car harassment persecution. STILL. SOME STUPID BIMBO'S KIDS, HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT. All problems can be traced back a to a bimbo mother. But ultimately stupid young men. I mention this because it affected my whole day and trip to dentist. Trauma from power tripping car stalkers. {Little did I know this was just the beginning of the Trauma from that day} Actually, I will put that dentist one here: at that visit, my tooth was extremely sensitive, the young female dentists said there was decay under a filling in my back tooth, but she couldn't remove the existing filling as previous filling was too deep to work on, (bad dentists at Gunnedah, who I wrote extensively about on this blog, and btw, still operates today in Gunnedah at the Children’s clinic - yikes), so it was too sensitive, touching the nerves, and she said she would have to remove the whole tooth, there's no other choice in such cases, they there, as the public dental hospital cannot afford $5000 per person to do other dental work in order to save the tooth. {As you can imagine, I wasn't too impressed to hear this news: I only have two back teeth on either side, and I need both of them for chewing! – some female dentist back in 1997 removed my back wisdom teeth (?)} But then she said that she could try injecting the decay with silver fluoride, and sealing it in; it might work or it might not, if it doesn't work, again, she said they'll have to remove it. {Not stressed out all at hearing that, repeatedly…} So, she did the silver fluoride – I could feel it under my tooth when she did it, it felt very strange and intrusive, like she used too much? A few days later, after some inflammation complications, {I was later told by an oral surgeon, that this blow up inflammation is normal when there is an addition. As in your body goes through a process to accept the foreign entity, and that was what was happening with all the inflammation in my cheek} so, after the inflammation died down, it started to work, the sensitivity stopped, the decay was healed!! Few! BUT, because I believe she might have used slightly too much, double the amount needed (?) it feels like I now chew with a ‘pebble’ under my tooth, so that causes problems, I now have permanent ‘pins and needles’ in my top lip, that soon enough spread to bottom lip too, aswell as area around the mouth and it affects my taste buds, plus I am pretty sure my throat area, as my throat feels restricted, at one point I was having difficulty swallowing. Also, I believe the tooth had kind of shifted, and now it sticks out into my cheek somewhat, plus chewing anything harder than a hardboiled egg is a little uncomfortable, pretty much sore. It seems to go in a rotation over a few weeks to very saw but with minimal pins and needles, to then not sore at all but with extreme pins and needles where it feels like my lips are being electrocuted, I have to apply wool fat 5 times a day, and still my lips crack and peel, plus the edges of my mouth peels too. Infact it reminds me of my foot situation, after the planta wart/hole in my boots, I then developed major foot problems, and still after 7yrs am unable to walk properly. So, I am hoping that I will not end up with those kind of long-term problems from this ‘pebble’ under my tooth. – and, I can't go back to the dentists, because they'll just take it out!! {Also, it was indicated, that any other dentist, aside from the one I got, may have just removed it without trying the silver fluoride, as silver fluoride is not a typical technique, and is usually only used on children}. But someone else said, no, they did this deliberate to give me permanent tooth / nerve problems because I wrote about Dr Sadik from Gunnedah on my Blog….(I will not be removing that story or any, he is a bad dentists and should not be allowed to practice dentistry.) I complained at the time – NOTHING WAS DONE. So, my Blog it is. Same as how everything in this bloody country is dealt with. Not. And btw, those 2 girls in the clinic, the dentist and the blonde dental assistant were acting a little off, a bit like 2 little girls, one of them squeezed my show – she was showing the other one my shoes – I had my good shoes on that day – she influenced the outcome with inference that I should not be there. She was discriminating, as a result she managed to fuck up my mouth and teeth. DISCRIMMINATION. I put in a complaint to the Manager of the Hospital, I bet nothing gets done about it. I will get her name next time. "Click" (or clique) in a school context refers to a tightly-knit, exclusive group of students who stick together and intentionally exclude others. These social circles are built around shared interests or status, often putting intense pressure on members to conform to group standards rather than encouraging individuality. Btw, I bet Aus gov could afford the $5000 if it were not for all the political corruptions perpetuated by the general public sector, the "Click". Tooth Update; just after this happened, I had put in an application to Centrelink to receive disability pension {since I have been receiving a medical certificate for the past 8 years, with being unable to walk properly because of my plantar fasciitis}, and so, wishful thinkingly, I was making a note of things that I need to purchase if I got it, and the first thing that I put on my list was DENTIST, because on “unemployment”, you literally cannot afford to go to a dentist, that's WHY they have a public dentist. {The 2nd thing on my list was cold treatment trip to cure my foot}. Anyway, so, after I wrote my list, the following day {not a coincidence, bloody Centrelink perverts} I got a call from Mackay Hospital dentist, and they said the waiting list that I had been on for the past five years for a check-up (as opposed to an emergency appointment with pain), I was finally at the top of the list, and I could go there for a checkup, so I'm thinking, alright, I went there, and the young girl {Tiffany – who I later named Tiffany the Bitch} didn't notice anything wrong with my tooth that had just been done. {Well that’s weird; numbness, tingling drooling….} She took an x-ray of it too. So, whether there was or wasn't a clear problem, I don't know, as one thing I noticed they do (the main thing), is that they try very hard, to save one another, and they certainly will never admit to making a mistake, ever. And her supervisor dentist, who was just as young, said my pins and needles was from an allergy to toothpaste!! So, he was a totally naive or in denial, or flat out lying – although I suspect unlike the dental surgeon on youtube, he simply did not know about the process a tooth goes through when accepting foreign objects. But, even a basic google search will tell you that pins and needles, numbness in mouth is caused from any recent dental work. I am sure Sensodyne will not care for his accusations!! It seemed to me they kind of ignored the main problem, but she said that I had to do another filling in a different tooth, which unfortunately I told them to go ahead, but in retrospect I did not need another filling, I was not having any pain, and the girl completely did a bad job - it was like she was using me to practice, as she was a student. She took 2hrs to do it, she spent most of the time amusing herself watching the acid reflux rise up in the back of my throat, at one point she starteted whipping me with her ponytail – she was trying to impress some arshole pervert outside. As a result of that late time, I missed all other engagements that afternoon, and the Mackay police gave me a 2nd ticket for $500. The hole thing was planned. They were doing signs they whole afternoon. Deliberate sadistic declaration of war involving the pathetic mackay police. Later that week petrol went up to 3 times its price – this is why, forget about any other reason you heard on the news. It is punishment for Mackay bitches – which also included the tyre shop, Sarina mechanic, some idiot on a dirt bike, and the nursery up there. So, Lord knows how long that filling will last before it starts to cause problems…..{2 months later filling fell completely out. I am left with a big hole in the middle of my top back tooth, where previously there was none. Stupid Mackay hospital, – blonde bimbo responsible for the whole thing; stupid tiffany, stupid Jordan. I think I will be better off just leaving it, and making sure I use Neem every night. Utter useless Australian dentists and podiatrists. I will see if I can take a photo of it. Just look at this! you can clearly see a big bloody fat hole in my tooth, where before, there was NONE. That photo is really bad, I could not get a good one, but when I look at it closely with my extra strength glasses on, I can see this perfectly drilled circular columular hole. And obviously the filling or whatever it was in it, has fallen out - actually I was aware of when it fell out, I could taste it, and it was kind of hardish. It was about two months after she did it. I'm just wondering how they think this is acceptable?? How can drilling a big hole in my tooth, where there was no hole previously {I was experiencing no pain before, I had no decay, I would put money on the fact that there wasn't even a cavity there at all - this girl, 3rd year student from Mackay, has just wanted to do a filling for her pracwork, and she has used me as her guinea pig. Putting a hole like that in someones tooth LACKS COMMONSENSE. What a little brainwashed puppy, I hope she burns in hell. Anyway, the pins and needles persisted – lip electrocution resulting in peeling lip and mouth ends. so, I made another appointment at Sarina (certainly not Mackay), about the pins and needles. I thought it was just the bite, as in the silver fluoride had pushed the tooth up and out so my bite was off. I could just get them to change shape to match the bite below?? So, she said next available appointment was 5 weeks away – 5 AS IF. But, at the appointment, the new young girl refuses to believe that there was anything wrong, and no the bite was fine she said. She had the audacity, to even say the pins and needles would be caused from a lack of minerals and vitamins, as in a medical issue. UNBELIEVABLE. But, she said they can get their oral surgeon to look at it in Mackay (oral surgeon is for tooth extraction). So, I DON’T THINK SO. btw, I was verbally harassed too as I was leaving the Sarina Hospital that day by some irate woman brown curly hair I think, she said “and don’t come back” or something along those lines staring right at me (I ignored her). {And yes petrol has gone up from $1.89 to $3.15; you have to be nice to the girl or bad things will happen}. Why they don’t bulk bill pension card holders at any regular dentists is insane – the amount of discrimination that goes on in the community is absurd. From little boys to irate lady, jealous judgmental assistants, sadistic wannabe bitch dental students and fake 5 weeks waiting period for emergency dental work. I really don't think being able to attend a NORMAL DENTIST is asking too much! GOVERNMENT hope my voice is loud enough now. Vouchers thanks. Btw to try and stop my lips from cracking, including the edges or ends, of my lips – due to the ‘electrocution’ affect of the dental nerve damage, I have to apply a huge amount of lip balm, all the time, I have to apply my special lip balm (woolfat + coconut oil = Lanolin), no less than twice every hour, although this does vary depending on what I eat – hard or soft food. My wooden canister is near finished after only just refilling it last month. I go through it by the bucketloads! And as a result, I'm then constantly reminded of the stupid bimbo thief who stole my huge big jar of woolfat at Colosseum/Miriam Vale. And while I can get another jar of woolfat, for I think it's $12 at the moment, I can't just order it because I have to pay $35 postage, which means it's not really worth it unless I spend $200 or $300 as well in the shop, - which I can actually do quite easily, as there are many other things I want at that particular shop, (essential oils), but I don't have a spare $200 or $300 to get any more woolfat. So fuck them, fuck that stupid little thief dog. I hope she dies and gets cancer. Today as I was stressing about what I will do when my lanolin runs out, I thought, you know I wouldn't really care about all these little thefts if I had enough money to replace anything that was stolen – I’m pretty sure? I mean a little bit pissed off, but it’s the money that constantly reminds me of how much I’ve been screwed. Mmm, so I just wouldn't care….. What's that expression “roll with the punches”, well when you've got no money to replace whats stolen, you can't just “roll with the punches” - you stop abruptly. An example of my week: figured out, coffee costs me $85 a month, and that’s the bad coffee beans and good milk (the 1 brand only that remains still full cream), but an additional $70 if I want the good beans (the ones that don’t have poison in them), so $155 a month; can probably stretch it out a little longer on my 3 cups per day. I decided atm, I cannot afford that, on unemployment, and my orders have been some what reduced, so I thought, I’ll just quit for a few months or so, and try to recoup my CC back to normal. So, I did – NO ONE TOLD ME; 5 days straight of migraine headache when you quit coffee, apparently it can last up to 9 days for some people. It was AWFUL. Plus, its winter, so the cold air was stressing me at night while I slept, and I would wake around 3, specifically with annihilating pain. I found I had to turn the heater up, one night I must have been having a bad dream (I had been talking to cunts at Centrelink that day, so does not surprise me), that seemed to cause head stress and thus pain. I resorted (I remembered this time) my Sleep Aid (Doxylamine Succinate), and that actually calmed my stressed head, reducing pain, allowing me to fall asleep. Fuck! Yup, I’m sacrificing something else! Back to coffee thanks! Silver lining re waking up in the night possible cold related anyway, and I should keep the air con on – literally fighting for my life. Fuck, my e bill is already sky high! And Centrelink refused me Disability Pension, so I am stuck with numb mouth, and pins and needles, and a big hole for the rest of my life, all because of hopeless public dentists, and mainly that stupid dentist from Gunnedah Dr Sadiq, with his two NEGS girls dental assistants. {I guess I should say aside from the them and the Mackay hospital people, all the other people in this sector have been very professional and helpful}. Oh, and I should add; I was watching YouTube one night, and they had a woman doing voice clarity massage techniques, I thought well that sounds interesting, I’ll try it, even though she was aiming for singers, she was a singer and she was talking to singers!! I don't sing ever, but I thought my voice probably could do with some more clarity {although this is something that needs to be done with teenagers in my opinion because they're the worst communicators ever}, but anyway I did her hands on exercises, and after I did that, I had extreme improvement with my tooth, it didn't heal, but it stopped the pins and needles briefly, and did something else - I'm not entirely sure what happened, but I felt like it did good. I did have mole on my forehead that when I woke up was bleeding black brown gunk – so it may have been some of the excess silver fluoride?? But it did not fully fix it, it is still problematic now, I mean, that may have been what causes the rotation of what happens over several weeks going from pins and needles to sore?? I'm not really sure what's the best treatment, there is bound to be something, I think massage is good and thankgoodness for the Neem tip – I use Neem tea to rinse my mouth and or use in the water pick, extreme good results with no pain from decay ever if I use it. IT IS BRILLIANT. September 2025 After I wrote my bee allergy story on FB, I was stung, I will put it here: I was saved by a Bee once; I remember the rental house we lived in before mum and dad’s house sold so they could purchase one; it had a small aboveground pool, about 3m in diameter. In dads half-hearted attempt at keeping the water clean, as it was usually green, he put in a whole heap of chlorine to kill the algae, so the water was stark white (good on ya dad). All of us kids were in there playing away, and meanwhile I got stung by a bee that was on the pool edge. As my hand swelled, it was determined that I had an allergy to bees, so had to get out and deal with it. I am of the pure belief that the sting was a definite message from mother nature “get the fuck out of that pool. It is fucking disgusting”. My friends the bees. (I bet if I was stung again today, I would not get an allergic reaction, not really allergic! lol) So, it wasn't a bee that stung me the following month, but I got bitten by a tick. I have been bitten quite a few times on my head by ticks, usually I just scratch them off my head, the head gets left behind, and later gets ejected, and that's the end of the matter. However, this time, I got an allergic reaction with the typical swelling. It was awful. This time, I had applied tea tree on the tick, and the tick gut really stressed out – I totally mucked up the extraction process as I could not see it. So then I developed the allergic reaction- I believe it's the stress - because if I recall when I was stung by that bee back in 1981 or whenever, it was stressed because I was squashing it with my hand. It seems I'm not allergic to bees or ticks or wasps, but I'm allergic to the stress from bugs: they must release stress hormones. You can call me a Bee empath! And by the way you should've heard the cookers when they saw me when I went out to the laundry they were laughing their heads off because my head was about to swell up the size of a balloon! God amusing the birds. And, it was a predator tick; it was waiting down there because I saw it the day before and I got rid of it although I thought it was a spider but in retrospect it was the same tick and it was a big one. -if I had of had a steam inhalation than it would've been a good idea, I think the essential oils could've cleared it up way before it did clear up. In a google search it said sometimes it can last weeks so I imagine those people have weaken immune system or something and can't look after themselves properly. So next tick bite – go to hospital and get the nurse to remove, stress free! Oh, I almost forgot, as this worked on Tulip: just eat a meal with 3 garlic cloves, and it should jump off {although it'll prob jump somewhere in the house} (You’ll be pleased to know that my pool, my lap pool that I put in it, was Crystal clear all the time, it was unbelievable how clean my pool was! And, btw Bees can't handle pyrethrum, its lethal for them (nor can cats). So to that flying arsehole, who was showing off, spraying over my house and paddock with pesticide that didn't have any visibility or smell - which must've been pyrethrum (plus I had nets) - He is a bee killer. Never ceases to me amaze me how stupid some humans are. In the summer of 2025 and 2026 I developed this awful thing in the middle of the night, it's called CHOLINERGIC URTICARIA ; a heat and allergies activated hive reaction; I wake up in the middle of the night hot because of the summer weather and a scratch a mozzie bite or something on my leg, and then suddenly on my arm, on my other leg, and it just kind of builds up into this intense itching over my whole legs, and often arms, and sometimes back, ribs and stomach - but mainly it's my legs. And my legs are covered in red bites. I am thinking most likely ant bites, but I noticed if I go outside sometimes in the morning I come back in and I've got these big white lumps on my legs, not even sure what it is. I did put up a mosquito net just in case mosquitoes were coming in at night, it hasn't really made much difference…. I think it's mainly little ants. I've just noticed that when little bug is stressed, it releases specific stress hormones as it bites and it's these stress hormones that I allergic react to. It's like an allergy to insect stress that becomes really itchy, my legs turn red, reminds me of the time when I took that homeopathic medicine and I got hives - and it's the same kind of itching – intense. I wouldn't be surprised if that bloody homeopathic medicine that has triggered this response?? And I am not someone who throughout my life has moisturised my legs ever, even at school when a lot of girls did, I really couldn't see the point, however now I have at least 4 bottles of lotion ready on standby on my bedside table including two aloe vera ones one lemon which is meant to act like an antihistamine - not sure it actually does..... One of my creams reminded me of calamine lotion I remember seeing that in grandma's house and I was researching this it said it recommended, calamine lotion. All the lotions worked by cooling the skin. A few weeks ago I was experiencing a STINKY PEE! like it was a really bad smell. After a week or so of experimenting with foods, I had a feeling that it might have been the coffee beans that I had switched to. Someone whether by chance or what, (?) recommended milk thistle tablets; a natural herb that absorbs any toxins in the body. (I can only hope the person who recommended it to me wasn't doing some sort of science experiment on the homeless). So, I did try them, $10 for a little bottle, and they totally worked, cleared up most of the smell if I took 3 tablets per day. If I only took one or two tablets, it would not work. So then I switched coffee to see if this was it, with no tablets, (I am on a budget, so throwing out $50 worth of coffee beans is not really an option -most people do not get what it is like on low income). So my new order of coffee beans order arrived and I switched - and that was the end of the stinky pee. I didn't have to take the tablets any more, which confirms that it was definitely something wrong with the coffee beans from Coles, they were the budget packet, seems I have to pay more or be infused with god knows what - I could only assume that the coffee beans were from Indonesia, because Indonesia is one of the worlds largest supplier of coffee beans and Indonesia is one of the worlds biggest polluted countries at the moment, it's polluting the rivers too, and it's disgusting, there's a big textile industry that has opened up over there. I thought it worth doing this story here, and about the stupid Indonesians who are polluting their country, and all the stupid bimbos who are buying too many clothes to fuel the greedy textile industry.…..By the way I still have clothes in my cupboard from the 90s, the key is to purchase cotton, it's natural, is comfortable, it biodegrades, and it lasts for years. I actually had cotton fabrics printed up at an environmentally green printers in 2016, and it's now 2026, and they're just coming to the end of their life, so it's definitely worth investing in natural fibres. Do you think Coles deliberlalty got toxic coffee beans for low income people? I wrote a story about it on my blog, how at Bundaberg Coles, they were having cruel fun playing “class”. I will include heartburn peptic ulcer probs here. I developed heartburn back when I was 20 after consuming an excessive amount of tomatoes – poor diet. That was when I was studying, the government refused to give me Aus-study, when I as entitled to it. So I pretty much spent two years living on bread and tomatoes. And then, and still now, I have this awful heartburn problem. Every day I usually have to take Mylanta tablet. But as I'm now getting older {and kind of taking stock of things}, I'm eating way more (I figured now that I can't walk or go anywhere, food is the most important thing to do in life now: eat as much as you can without getting obese! {Ofcourse after having safe house to live in}) Anyway, so heartburn much worse now, I'm taking 2 or 3,4,5 tablets at night, as the bile rises up into the back of my throat - sometimes it's really awful, I feel like I'm going to vomit. Once I did. Back in 2023 I was driving up to Mackay (to go onto the wildcat trying to have a cold treatment, second time) and as I felt something was strange in my stomach. Then on the boat I got seasick and I vomited; I noticed there was blood in the vomit, and I thought this was something to do with my stomach so I went to the doctor, he did an ultrasound, and he said you have peptic ulcers, nothing to be worried about, and that was it (!) That's the GPs in Australia typical medical issue resolved in this matter; As long as the imaging people get paid then all is good. So I figured those ulcers are from stress because I was really very nervous about going on a wild cat the second time, because I knew I would get seasick, and I HATE getting sick. Plus, the driving issue was an issue now, I had to put the seat right back so my large pot belly could kind of not rub against my large rib cage. Which seem to work, no more blood for a bit. Actually, now that I think about it, stomach issues started when I moved to Colosseum, strange noises – I knew at the time something was wrong. All that stress of relocating “A FUCKING AGAIN”, and arshole neighbour at Builyan/Violet situation, plus no food, no money, no house security. Definatly diet and stress related. Btw, without a Vege garden someone receiving study allowance or unemployment payment from centerlink, DOES NOT have enough money to be healthy – those people are going to cost centerlink more in the future with health bills. So but in 2026, after a double visit to Mackay with stressful POLICE CUNT STALKING and 3rd speeding ticket, (Facebook dogs setting up entrapment – to steal- Lisa Lynch same police involved from Gladstone - the police are seriously stalking me, they were also on the roads every time I went to the red letter box at SB (I had to change my drop off time to evenings when most people drink, so can’t drive and follow me), plus one called me re my google business listing.......Poor Lisa doesn't have any water at her place, and I have water at my place. Police are jealous! She doesn't think I deserve water at my place; she doesn't have any, so why should I. {All Lisa’s: 3rd born Idiots; mothers could you please start thinking, and stop breeding, I'm sick of your stupid little offspring stealing from me – I am a long-term thinker, same as my trees I plant. 3rd borns today cannot be saved, but the future can be.}). So, plus great expense at Mackay with new tyres, and dentists re heart burn – acid coming up to back of throat lying down, dentists watching it for 1 ½ hrs amusing herself {she has not learnt; be kind to the other women, or bad things will happen; petrol gone from $1.79 to $3.70/L – it is her and Mackay Hospital, Mackay Police fault – the whole of Australia is paying for their ‘bitch’}, - plus I think over eating, and a general revolting community up here, one that seems to run on bullying and stealing (and complete stupidity) – they are all slightly retarded up here..... So, I was kind of coughing up blood again - just the taste. So youtube time!! After a few, I came across this one https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMCqBfS0zjM Does seem to have conflicting information for me like he says if your heartburn actually stops when you eat then you most likely have an ulcer. If it gets worse after you eat then you just have a pH imbalance and need to have vinegar. So for me, mine does get better if I eat, but if I eat vinegar then I don't get heartburn, if I don't eat vinegar I do get heartburn so I think it's BOTH I think I have an incorrect pH balance probably from all of mylanta that I've eaten, as well as stomach ulcers from stress and generally being overweight with my stomach rubbing on my rib cage when I'm sitting down and or driving. Because my stomach is so bloody pot big. So I bought some Malt vinegar and put 1 tsp in my meal- AND GUESS WHAT no heart burn that night!!! WOW So I definatly have to add vinegar to my meals – which is a little yucky truth be told, vinegar is not that pleasant. I find I get major heart burn after eating butter especially. Also, I found immediate relief for peptic ulcers:linseed musilage 2 tablespoons fresh seed (for severe ulcers) in nutribullet, mix, then add water, mix again, it turns to a slimy mucilage – it is this mucilage that lines the stomach and eases pain from peptic ulcers. Heart burn and throat burn. It also has other uses, like aids menstruation and bowel movement. I think it also helps with throat oesophagus cilia. -No point with anything else, this works. It cures it, I do not need any more, occasional I just have some, just in case! This little info about linseed musilage was deleted off my blog – so it is very important and the only thing that really works within minutes. Can also add it to soups and stews, porridge or gravy. I put it in my freshly squeezed juice. I read first about other solutions, like: fermented raw paw paw, fennel n apple juice, aloe vera juice (remove sap first in water – juice with cabbage, carrot), also bone stock / soup with shredded chicken and cabbage. All good, but none of these compare to linseed musilage. It is said also not to overeat! Sounds like a myth to me! I put this problem in the "just getting old and fat" medical category 😁but prob its too much Mylanta. Btw, the Dr said I should have ultra sound, blood test and a breath test for H Pylori (a bacteria which may cause them), and I had the blood test, but then she said if I wanted to go ahead and get her to do the Breath Test aswell, it would cost an additional $80 – which ofcourse I did not have. But she is meant to bulk bill everything. So basically she, bimbo, at Sarina Pathology refused to give me the test for H Pylori. Maybe she thinks it would not be H Pylori, so that’s why she did not do it? Maybe she thought it would be too difficult and she was too tired to do it?? Maybe she just wanted to steal $80? (This has happened before at the Gunnedah Pathology lab at the hospital; the girl there did steal $20 – little girl.) Or maybe she knew it WAS H Pylori and did not want the truth to be revealed??? Who knows, but all other Pathology labs in Mackay BULK BILL this test. (it was later tested with bowl movement – negative ofcourse, I eat garlic! Garlicky goodness). btw, I heard some years ago about how good Linseed is for you, and I did purchase some, and I always wondered why they only sold it in these big bulk 500g packets, because they say the seed doesn't last very long; it oxidises. I was so concerned about it I decided that I should write a letter to Coles and demand to know why they don't sell it in small packets! Lol - this was before I found out you actually need 2 tablespoons {which is quite a lot of seed} to cure your peptic ulcers! Whereas before I was only having like half a teaspoon, and I would just add it into my juice, but really you need way more, and you have to turn it into a powder before adding it to the liquid so then when it absorbs the liquid it turns into that mucilage... So, I'm thinking Coles know what they are doing! And, btw, I happen by chance to see a video on YouTube in 2026 about the linseed; a food nutritionists, a wonderful little blonde girl who has a new outfit for every episode!! She has brilliant info BRILLIANT, about treating any stomach/body conditions with food. I will include a link to that channel https://www.youtube.com/@GutFeelings/videos March 2026 . I have to go to the doctors to get a medical certificate update, so I thought while I was there I should ask him again about the blood, coughing and peptic ulcers, (because before he said there was a problem, and then when I spoke with him he couldn't explain anything), so I thought well, must be something I'm missing? So he gave me the medical certificate, but he implied if he wants to determine anymore, I would have to get one of those endoscopics (?) a camera that they shove down your throat, and so I kind of changed the subject because there's no way I'm doing that! So I get home and remember the vinegar I took the previous week with a good results, and I was very confused, like I should try and learn and establish why I'm so confused about the vinegar working when I have been told that it is the opposite, and the mylanta is what I should be taking (bicarb), and I found an incredibly helpful video by a channel called Real Logic and this is the conclusion: Stop taking Mylanta immediately, and start taking vinegar. Heart burn is from not enough acid. Take mother vinegar: with straw, 10-15 min before main meal, then if you feel you need it, before bed too; 1tbs mother vinegar in 200-300ml water, drink with straw so as not to touch your teeth. IT TASTES DISGUSTING. Raw naturally brewed Brown Malt vinegar or Apple Cider Vinegar will work. You have heartburn because you have a lack of acid in stomach, not the other way around – this is why this whole thing hasn't made any sense for you and probably why you've got bleeding stomach ulcers now, from all the Mylanta (OMG! had heartburn since I was 20, been taking Mylanta for 32 years - no wonder I now have stomach ulcers bleeding, and still with the severe heartburn! The very opposite of what I should’ve been doing. I am starting this resume today. So, the vinegar will block excess sugar being absorbed (if eaten 10-15 min before meal). It will also help your gut bacteria so that you don't have a candidate behind your ears. It will help your acid sphincter stay closed so you won't get heartburn – gives the sphincter a signal ‘acid in here, stay closed’ – so it does!! Not faulty at all! It will also prevent gallstones, and aid kidney function. It will also aid food digestion, and give you the "full" signal. So, you won't feel as bloated, and you'll feel lighter, and your belly fat will shrink. You should wake up feeling less groggy. There will be less farting, burping and whooping – it may help with your cough. Your ulcers should disappear. If you get the vinegar water on teeth, rinse with bicarb solution The company behind Mylanta was Johnson & Johnson, but they sold out: In the United States, Mylanta is distributed by Infirst Healthcare Inc., which licenses the brand from McNeil Consumer Healthcare, a division of Kenvue (formerly Johnson & Johnson). So these people would be FULLY AWARE that heartburn is caused from not enough acid – but they still push their “ant acid” medications on all. evil. Possible law suit here. CAN'T PATENT VINEGAR. At this point, I have been receiving a medical certificate from the Dr for 4 years, and it has been 8 years since I collapsed my arch and have not been able to walk properly or for extended amounts of time. Plus with the Scoliosis and fascia problems affecting mobility, and a few other health issues like the degenerative disc disease in all lower L’s, plus Lymph issues, Compromised immune with acid burnt throat, Allergy to cold weather with onset of dizziness and lethargy if exposed, Chronic heartburn and peptic ulcers made worse with driving (not to mention am handicapped by mass amounts of stupid dogs who harass and steal from me everywhere I go), – {btw, the medical certificate is so you do not have to jump through hoops with Centrelink’s and Dep of Education’s and Workforce Australia’s Job Providers (dictated to by 3 different departments), as you are deemed too unfit for work, for more than 12hrs a week} but it says on Centrelink website, if you have been receiving a medical certificate for longer than 3 years, you are entitled to a Disability payment instead. So, I put in a claim for Disability Pension – {you can still do part time work on this payment, if you can, I could except the government seems to be stealing any money I make from my seeds…..}. So, the Dr said he would support my application and provide the health assessment. He did, I uploaded it to Centrelink. 3mnths later Centrelink got back to me – after a “quack” interview with one of their dogs, in conjunction with YouTube videos – they like to communicate via television for some reason, and use dogs to do so. They dogs. No wonder this country is so fucked – run by stupid dogs. Anyway, they said we reject your application, as your conditions have not been diagnosed and treated. Which is total bullshit. They are stealing from me. Mind you, I did have all the “poor me” people out in force, showing me all their handicaps – pathetic- put your own application in. And at this point in my life, I need certain foods to stay healthy, and on unemployment payment, you cannot. {It's like the same thing I described at the Bundaberg hospital; the food they serve to patients is just not healthy, its budget, like their standard is not good enough and slightly unevolved. Same with the budget for unemployment payment; they would assume them to be eating “budget” – which I am pretty good at doing after all these years, but with old age and no permanent housing for food growing, comes additional requirements. And I can just hear people say (dogs from Centrelink) oh well you just bought a new vacuum so you should have used a broom instead, and bought food with that money. This is literally they type of control they try to exert over my life. They are dogs. This is not acceptable, you need some sort of enjoyment in life, and vacuuming rather than sweeping is not asking for too much. Albeit I was having problems vacuuming with my back, so instead of a normal vacuum, I got a robot one, and brilliant I will NOT need one of those Disability given cleaners that recipients get for almost free (if you're good looking!) to do the vacuuming, because I have a robot cleaner now! I wonder how long it will last…..but you know what, they do this all the time, like my mattress; I was waking up in pain every morning because Coles refused to provide me with bleach, stating out of stock, so I could not kill the mould in my futon, so it got really bad, and I had to throw it out, and use the veranda sofa mattress with a big inverted crack, while I somehow saved for a new futon (futon is best for back problems plus is FULLY BIODEGRADABLE (cost over $1000), I mean, this is simply not budgeted it on a unemployment payment – and since the police stole all my money I made on Facebook market place, plus all the retailers are also stealing from me, plus my neighbours are stealing from me, I am in the red, and being able to eat is pretty much near impossible, let alone being able to eat specific healthy foods. Ok, rant over. I live near the beach in a house with big garden……. I will include the next paragraph, but it doesn't involve going to the doctors, it involves a doctor on YouTube, who states that starving yourself has good health benefits. So, I don't buy this theory at all, in fact the Doctor who was talking about this, has not got a very good reputation in my opinion - as he does ‘popular opinions’ videos rather than factual based. I think there might be people who have seen that video, and taken his word as gospel (since he is a doctor - some humans fall victim to the “doctor worshipping” syndrome), and so they are trying to starve me in order to ward off dementia – Centrelink related, idiots who work at Centrelink? So maybe they are stealing money under the pretence of doing that, so called “helpful” - but really they just don't want me to have any money because it's a form of punishment that they are getting off on. I mean ultimately that's what starving oneself is. Body punishment. So, I definitely DO NOT BUY THIS THEORY whatsoever - it's a pathetic human dysfunction thought philosophy. Along the lines of offering a dead virgin to the Gods, as a means to have good luck…. So, on the contrary, I actually believe when you reach that age, as a woman, when you miss your first period; that's when you got to start increasing your appetite, and eating as much protein and iron rich foods as you can; you want to extend your period for as long as possible. I definitely believe if I had more money, and no stupid punishment monkees on my back - I would still be menstruating today. {They are using the police and physio to starve me}. My neighbours keep signing, no, they punishing you for being single, its about sex. March 2026 I had a smoothie with Celosia leaves; next day I had blood coming out of a mole on my face. I wasn't entirely sure it was from the Celosia, but the next week I had another smoothie and it happened again -and I've just found out via youtube, that Celosia is also used to treat blood disease - so I'm thinking if I had a little bit of blood disease, I don't anymore thanks to this plant. I thought maybe I was just having some sort of reaction so I haven't had any more smoothies since, but I probably should have some more until the blood stops? I'm thinking? I'm not an expert in this area and there's not much information about how to use it as a medicinal plant. There also is a possibility that it is getting rid of toxins from my blood like the silver dioxide that the dentist injected into my tooth to kill the bacteria? I think she used too much and it's causing problems in my mouth with pins and needles and numbness in my lips. I have been doing massage to help with that, and it really does help, but I think the massage I have been doing has been pushing the silver dioxide out of the area and into my blood system?? I found this list inregards to Celosia: The following is a list of everything it can potentially help. bloodshot eyes cataracts vision blurring relieves poison from snake bites!? headache sores ulcers eye inflammation skin eruption painful menstruation carpal tunnel syndrome uterine bleeding bloody stool bleeding hemorrhoids spitting up blood Flowers help diarrhea Leaves are used as dressings for boils and sores Seeds are turned into a poultice for broken bones! This plant is not toxic to cats, dogs, or horses, so you can safely grow it both indoors and outdoors. Cockscomb has been said to be the world's most beautiful vegetable. It's used all around the world, especially popular in Africa and India. Every part of the plant is utilized and can be used just like spinach. Stems, leaves and flowers are used in stews, soups, salads, sauteed with salt and pepper and thrown into smoothies. Harvesting it just before it starts flowering is the best time to harvest (when you are cooking it, unless you want the flowers of course) so the stem and the leaves won't be won't be stringy and chewy. -Hollie Yang, https://youtu.be/5kAWP9mJyG0 Knowing this now, triggered a whole herbal medicinal ‘thing’, and I started adding cooled herb teas to my coffee machine, {as, I love my morning coffee}, so now I have extra added benefit with herb teas! Although some do cause headaches if too strong, especially in the wee early hours of the morning – I mean that could just be dehydration, not enough water, or not enough protein to carry the minerals / vitamins to needed areas….I am again completely broke due to thieving QLD police, cost of living, neighbours and facebook, (and Centrelink cunts refusing me the pension; eating is on credit – I don’t usually complain about my money situation, as it really irritates people, and I have a really good spot here, but it is related to good food and thus good health). Scoliosis proof hard to obtain from Dr’s; like trying to get water out of a stone As I update this in May 2026, I have been trying to obtain my back scans for scoliosis information (Centrelink requested it). It was in 2019 that I went to the Doctor at Gin Gin, and said I'm having back pain problems, I sometimes can't stand up straight, I also could not lift up my arm beyond my chest and was having problems cleaning, and vacuuming (actually now that I think back, vacuuming has been a problem for years, 2006 I was having difficulties vacuuming for extended period). That doctor sent me to Bundaberg to have an x-ray. At this point I had completely forgotten that I had scoliosis, as I was told about it when I was 13; “you have scoliosis”, they told me the degree, gave me the x-ray, and sent me on my merry way. Since then, I've had no problems from my back, a side from the sciatica incident which I did not believe was related to scoliosis. (although in retrospect, from about 2016 I started having restriction of movement – I started to do a lot more knitting). So, I think back to that scan in 2019, and the doctor never called me back in, so I assumed that there were no problems. Just old age. Infact I termed it “ old Chinese man syndrome from working in the rice paddies” !! good one Dr Abass! So since then, I must've just kept complaining to the doctor ‘I'm having difficulties moving’, and so they keep sending me to the scan people (as long as the scan people get their money everyone's happy -everyone except for me!) so I had back scans done again at the beginning of 2024 and at the end of 2024. The first one, that Dr did call me back into the doctor, she told me I had to generative disc disease. So that was all she said. No advice, no treatment… she didn't mention scoliosis either. So, I went home and looked up ‘generative disc disease’, it said old age problem. So, I gathered this was not actually the cause of my back problems? Again, grin and bare it. But in 2025, I started getting into YouTube health videos, and I have obtained a lot of really good information from YouTube about all sorts of things, then once I started ;looking up back issues, it all started to unfold for me, ah yes, I have scoliosis!! Actually, it was Dr Echa who mentioned the fascia problem in regards to my plantar fasciitis, so when I started researching fascia, well, OMG that’s it!!! That’s the problem I am having in regards to my back – THE FASCIA. So now, I am trying to get proof of my condition for Centrelink. I contacted the Bundaberg scan people and they said they have my scans and my report, I can view it in their little portal, which they set up, which was great, and I read the report, and there's absolutely NO mention of scoliosis - even though I can see clearly from the scans that there is scoliosis, a C curve. I thought that was a bit odd, if that radiographer who did the report had done his job properly I would've known the problem is from the scoliosis and the fascia? BUT maybe they didn't know about fascia back then?? How it pulls the muscle and contorts the spine. It's all about the fascia, rather than the spine - according to YouTube. There are some really smart people on there, they have doctors doing their own channel. I later contacted that clinic, and told them the problems I had at that time was related to my Scoliosis! I’m not really a cheeky person. So, then I get the reports and scans from 2024 (which btw, was a monumental effort and took months, such obstruction to acquiring proof). I was reading reports, and the first one at the beginning of 2024 said I had moderate scoliosis, and there's a whole blurb with medical terms. So at least they didn't ignore it this time, it was only the Dr who ignored it and failed to tell me about it. JUST WEIRD. Dr Pal - another doctor that just completely ignored scoliosis. Then the second scan, at the end of 2024, the Dr’s report {I think they may have changed from a radiographer doing the report to a Dr doing the report for all scans?), he said I have significant scoliosis! So, I don't really feel like it's severe, I mean you can clearly see from the scans a big C curve. But I feel like it's bad enough that it affects my day-to-day movement, it affects my work, I'm having difficulties working for longer than 20 minutes, and after maybe 5 minutes, I suddenly have extreme difficulties, like everything is a major effort, it's really like a halting of movement rather than pain even. Although the pain does come at night when I try to lie down flat, it's a monumental effort just to lie flat and straight, it takes me about five minutes to get into a comfortable flat position, so then I do my stretches - which I feel really helps, I learnt from YouTube. I was starting to turn into the hunchback of Notre dame, so the stretches have helped straighten me {muscle woman pose!!}. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and I have a sore back at the inner C curve; it’s like I can feel the muscles there being stretched. You know when you do a good stretch, and you can really feel that you're doing some good because the muscles stretch out in that slight pain – well, it feels like that but all the time, without me stretching, and it doesn't feel good. My electric roller vibrator massager from kmart really helps a lot with that pain. And yesterday I purchased an electric cupping device for $11, to try pulling on the fascia!!! Might work. I will include the report conclusion: Significant scoliosis convex to the right with mild/moderate multilevel intervertebral disc degeneration and right lateral endplate degeneration at L5-S1 in combination with mild bilateral L4-L5 and L5-S1 facet hypertrophy. These changes result in evidence of impingement of the bilateral descending L5 nerve roots, more prominent on the right and mild impingement of the bilateral descending S 1 nerve roots. Further impingement of the exiting right L5 nerve root also noted. So, the current Physio, that Centrelink advised me to go and see, hasn't mentioned fascia, and in fact he thinks that my back has been cured due to the stretch that he gave me last week! A little weird, it's like he doesn't know about scoliosis at all, and he doesn't know about fascia at all. Maybe it's true, maybe it is a new thing - I've certainly never heard about it before YouTube in 2025. Well, actually, they were talking about it in 2023, but I still did not know that my scoliosis was the fascia issue. No connection there – typical of how I think. So, when my physio when went to university, maybe they did not teach about fascia about scoliosis? One of the little short videos that I found on YouTube describes what fascia does to the body and how it restricts movement. So, I'm going to put it here. Meanwhile I'm going to upload my x-rays where you can clearly see a big fat curve - to Centrelink; if they want proof, and don't want to take my word for it, or read the reports, here's my fucking x-ray you fucking cunts. Infact I will put one here too!! {example, today, 5th July, out in shade house, 11am: after 15 minutes, unable to function, my back just seizing up completely, hardly upright, every second a strain, have to go inside and rest. Now, it is the middle of winter, but I was boiling hot with all my jumpers and cowls…. It heats up here; it gets warm in Queensland during the day in winter. As usually, its cold weather that also makes my body seize up – but, boiling hot in my jumpers, sweating, still seizing up {?} The physio, Isaac, did not acknowledge this main debilitating factor, seizing up, restriction of movement - NON-COMPREHENSION - working for centerlink cunts}. {Scanned, Dec 2024} https://www.youtube.com/shorts/HaJtDQqsDl4 I'm going to include the x-ray of my left foot. Apparently it is typical for collapsed arch not to show on a scan, which doesn't show on this scan. A recent Physio has suggested to me that I have Metatarsalagia too. But again the doctors report couldn't find anything wrong with the left foot (They did actually say they were 2 spur problems on the right foot!) anyway, I can't see anything weird - all the pain atm is in the second metatarsal, as far as I'm concerned I have enough pain in my foot to warrant some sort of proof under a scan! so it's a little baffling to me as why it just looks normal when there's so much pain? In 2021 I got a blocked ear from using earbuds that were designed for old men who have huge big ears! So, this was the first time I ever had a blocked ear in my life. Apparently it's quite common. I tried to find out the best way to unblock it, and the definitive answer was sticking a stream of warm water into your ear. I thought I could go to the doctors and get him to do it, or I could do it myself, I opted for myself, and I put the shower hose up to my ear, and eventually it did work, and became unblocked. However, I feel like my hearing has been impaired ever since. And in 2026 it became blocked again, this time I went to the Dr, he prescribed eardrops which had turpentine oil in it, I tried this, I think it worked in the same manner as the water jet? But, shortly after at that time, I fashioned my sauna tent {I was having sauna cravings in the previous winter when it gets really cold}. After a lovely long hot sauna, and over the next week or two, I had these strange feelings in my eardrum, I wasn't really quite sure what was going on, but something was happening. Then over the next few months, slowly but surely, I had a whole heap of wax, and disgusting off coloured wax, rise up out of my ear! It kind of tingled and so prompted me to clean my ears, I felt like my narrow cotton tips that I now had, weren't good enough for this excess of wax, so I purchased a stainless-steel ear cleaning kit from Temu, for $3 - and honestly it's the best thing I've ever purchased! It does a great job of scooping out all of that excess wax that was now coming up, because of the hot sauna. So, my advice to you; don't unblock your ear with a stream of warm water, it just pushes the wax further into your ear, and might cause damage. Lucky in my case, it did not, and lucky I had a sauna. I feel if I did not have that sauna tent, my ear would never have unblocked and it might eventually cause deafness. I've never heard of a doctor prescribing hot sauna to unblock an ear - but that's the definitive treatment. You may be wondering how are you going to have a hot sauna if you do not have a sauna; you may be at that time in your life when the concept of having a sauna isn't really real. Well, you'll just have to get a sauna tent like I have, it's the cheapest way. In fact I fashioned a growtent, it was even cheaper than a sauna tent, all I had to buy was the steamer, and a good deck chair to lie on. {I had to add that growtent bit, otherwise the stupid thieves think “sauna” she must be rich, “let’s steal from her” – so blame the stupid thieves for all the extra details}. I should add, the eardrops with turpentine oil, may also have helped in conjunction with the sauna because it wasn't too far apart when I did both. But definatly the sauna was the key. I would try that in the future if needed and not the drops. Back out again 24th May 2026 unable to stand up, walk or lie comfortably I'm not sure if I have made it clear about my back problems, aside from scoliosis. I mean it's probably related, but it doesn't seem to be as far as I'm concerned, because every now and again when I'm doing something strenuous, I put my back out. I have talked about it before; how if I lie down for 15 minutes, the disc pops back in, and I can get up and walk away, no problems. But if I don't, do that, then you know, it's painful for days weeks. It seems, because I have written about it and I'm a bit savvy about what to do now, another problem has arisen; it's kind of along the same lines, only this time it's not a definite “at the time” disc out or sharp pain. It's more like a discomfort in my lower back. I can still walk around and function, so I don't really worry about it – here in lies the problem, over the next few hours, it gets worse, and worse, particularly if I'm sitting at a desk, or doing more strenuous things. And by the end of the day it is unbearably painful, I can't walk, I can't stand up straight, I just have to lie in bed and wait it out. It seems to take a few days to feel better. When it first happened, it took at least two weeks for me to be able to stand up again and walk around. I've since done it another 5 times over the last 3 years, but this time round it only took four days for me to start walking around and standing up straight. I do still have a back pain but it doesn't seem to be in the lower back anymore, it's progressed to the scoliosis area, it feels like a big stretch is going on even though I am not stretching it. I've also started using Angelica essential oil, diluted of course in a carrier oil, but I've had tremendous results I'm sure of it, because of the Angelica, it like speeds up the healing; instead of two weeks, just 4 days, I'm pretty sure that was the trigger of the faster healing time….. Anyway this time it happened I was undergoing my treatment plan at the Physio (5 medicare appointments. So I thought, thank goodness I'll be able to go to the physio right in in the midst of this pain, with not being able to walk properly and stand up straight - he'll be able to see what's going on? Because so far nobody has given me any answers as to this problem, and centerlink refuse to beliuieive there is a problem – (stupid cunts). So I tried to get an appointment on Monday (back went out on Sunday), but of course I couldn't, he only works on Thursday in Sarina!! Oh how typical and convienient for the dogs. I did take a photograph of my back a couple of days after it went out (leaning over – an arial shot), actually I wanted to check the curve, because I'm aware that I have a C curve on my right, in fact I've measured my hips, and they are 2cm raised, so I'm I know where the C curve is - but the Physio said it's the other way, C curve is on my left. Very weird. I don't think - so my measuring skills are not that bad, plus my pain is always on the right side. So I took a photo just to be sure. And indeed, I can see for certain that the C curve is on the right, of course. I might take my photo and show it to the Physio and see what he says ..........{ofcourse when he did say he saw my c curve, I was wearing my shirt and bra – he did not want me to undress – such a high level of perceptive care in rural Australia}. The photo also shows some discolouration in my lower back, it was kind of like a red bruise, so I'm not sure if that was from this latest injury, or whatever? As it may be from the cupping I had done a couple of days prior......(which did not help). The red bruise did not look like a cup shape, but you never know, as it was a couple of days old it might have faded in patches, I will put the photograph here too. Thursday came around and I was able to walk all I could do is explain what happened to the physio, and he said this back problem that I recently had, doesn't actually have a name or a disease name it's just something that happens, he said! So no diagnosis!!!! Lol dear God, such organization in the medical spine arena!! He said even if I had come in on the Monday when I couldn't stand up, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it, it's just something that you have to wait out...... He did however tell me he might be able to release tention in my scoliosis stretch pain, that the lower back pain seemed to turn into scoliosis pain. {Note after a few days that did go away when relaxed}. So he seemed to just rub that inner c curve, I'm not sure at the time whether he was doing any good, stretching it out or anything, but later that evening I had some cramping, so I felt like his efforts made a difference, somehow. And he pretty much said, it's more a situation where I have to just stop doing those strenuous things where I put my back out. Know your limits. So, this time round, I wasn't planting a tree, I was trying to lift my fish tank, because the table leg had broken, so it was a little awkward and immediate, I really had no choice but to do it or see my hefty 380L tank fall to the ground. I did fix it thank goodness, even though I put my back out. Also, the next day I realized I had “Plantar Plate Injury”, which is ‘tenderness under my big toe’ due to straining it too much with that upward strain exercise, one of the plantar fasciitis physio exercises from you tube – so I do need to know my limits ‘better’. {Goes back to lifting those hay bales at school…..btw, I found if I’m doing something strenuous like fencing, when I require extra strength, I just think of someone who’s pissed me off, this it really helps!}} This is just a temporary photo until I get a better photo, don't you just love the quality of Apple iPad 3, it is literally like they put a filter on every single photo. You can clearly see the C curve at the bottom and mid back, it kind of disappears in the middle, as it must twist -it hasn't really been properly scanned to determine the level of twist, which pulls on the fascia. You can also see some bruising in this photo, but it might be just the shadows, and you can see my birthmark in the top left. Birthmark {My anomaly} My birthmark is pretty huge. Actually, I have never really seen it like this. I remember trying to look at in the mirror when I was child, sometimes I could not see it at all, and sometimes it was a lovely shade of olive brown, sometimes it was pale brown, then sometimes it as bright red! It seemed if it gets agitated, the whole thing turns bright red, rather than just a kind of a skin discolouration. It's a little weird. People always used to go “ooooh what's that on your back” when it was beetroot – back when I was usually wearing cosies all summer long! But now if I wear something backless, and I'm slightly rubbing on something, maybe the back of a chair, or car seat, it will turn red. I wonder if it turns red when I am angry? Probably not. If I have a really hot shower it'll turn bright red too.I don't really notice it much, pretty sure I can’t feel it, although it may be a little hot – if someone puts their hand on it, they say it’s hot. Other people notice it cause it's kind of a ‘stand out’ if it's red. I did look up why people have marks, and they don't really know. They know what happens in within the cell structure, the pigmentation, but the reason and causes, unknown. {I do have also one foot slightly bigger than the other, which is a little annoying, one shoe is always harder to dislodge. oh, and I have huge big disproportionate unusually large ribs from swimming when I was young, holding my breath under water (literally a third of my childhood spent in the water - what did kids who didn’t swim do? – that bit on my blog was stolen!!). When I was in my 20’s, and would lie down flat, my ribs would stick up bigger than my boobs! I actually looked quite weird, I have a bit of a weird body, with very narrow shoulders, but largish legs (and a huge big butt) – apparently, that is from swimming too. But, in my later years, sitting on the computer probably hasn't helped my butt situation. Something strange did happen with my birthmark when I moved into the Sarina unit: it kind of took off! Seemingly growing from my back, under my arm, and around onto my boob! I took a photo, but as it shows my boob, I will refrain from putting here. You can't see the front of my boob in the photo, but the whole front of the boob is also covered with this dark blood red birthmark. It didn't last though, it kind of crept back to its usual spot! Now, the factors surrounding that time: was mould: extreme mould in the unit and humidity, due to extreme weather and plumbing issues in that horrible unit. Mould just grew everywhere, on all the surfaces - seemingly including on me! But also, because of the damp, any wood in the building was rotted, so there were holes which allowed bugs to get in, so instead of fixing the holes, they heavily fumigated. when I moved in I copped the full brunt of heavy fumigation on all the surfaces {unbeknownst to me of course} - and which is just absolutely disgusting on behalf of the real estate, Ray White, and landlord with no wait time for residues to expel. Plus, as well as that happening when I moved in, I had a big chunks of hair fall out, plus a mole that sits on my chest (it happened after I got badly sunburnt as a teenager at school), well it changed shape and grew bigger. So that's all the contributing factors that changed my birthmark; pollution in the environment, either chemical poison or bacterial mould. (stupid real estate girls trying to inflict cancer on low income residents). Plantar fasciitis update I need to update this because there might be a little bit of light at the end of the tunnel! After near 10 years of not being able to walk properly and having a sore foot. My metatarsal dome arrived from ebay, it was $15 a pair. But when I put it on my foot, it was really painful, I thought this is not going to help at all. Then I looked up metatarsal domes, did some research and realised that there is an option called metatarsal pads, and that would've been better, because it's not as raised, and doesn't quite feel like a stone under your foot. So, I got some of my adhesive foam that was left over from Cody Amos, and cut myself a metatarsal Pad. I also saw from watching quite a few videos on YouTube {by actual Podiatrist who know what they're doing as opposed to the ones in Australia}, - in fact there was some very good information, and I realise that I should have known about this before, and why when I went to the Podiatrist in Bundaberg in 2021, and saw that stupid woman Taylor Tatarelli at Advance Foot Care / MyFootDr; why didn't she tell me that I had metatarsalgia? From looking at the videos, it's a really easy diagnosis, it's where the pain is specifically, on the metatarsal bone, and I told her, that is where the pain was. But she didn't ever talk about metatarsal, it's like she wasn't actually a real Podiatrist at all. Anyway and you meant to put it in a very specific spot and not where the pain is but before the pain so I did that and I also saw that you're meant to Cushion that area because it's often caused from a lack of fat in that area and that would be exactly what happened with me because of the big hole I got in that spot from the planter wart so there was no fat there so it was maybe even this was the initial problem and not the collapsed arch and the collapsed arch just happened because I kept walking for those years on the shoes that had the hole in them anyway 22 problems but the collapsed arch was still a problem when I went to the doctor in 2023 I could feel it then but I'm not sure if it's still a problem or it's just only me Tata. So they always talking about the right shoes and of course the right shoes that you know $200 and I cannot afford $200 for a new pair of shoes so what I did is fashioned a little cushion in insert made out of bra inserts which I cut in half and have stuck six together and I've put that in a little band that I've wrapped around my foot which is not too tight it just holds them in place as well as done that I did a metatarsal pad made a foam with a big hole in that whole bowl area so it's very well cushioned and of course I can't fit my foot in the shoe so I put it on top of the shoe and just strap the front in and if I walk slowly is fine and also I purchased some well it's called like an inner support for the heel and so I did some research on that and the it's like an orthotic but a mini one for the heel because they did research saying if your heel is supported it's just much better for your foot so like if you wear thongs your heel is not supported at all and if you wear sandals like mine are they're not fully supported even though my shoes are really good the Eco ones so I bought this half orthotic over-the-counter you don't need specially designed specially fit ones so you can just use over-the-counter ones which cost $3.50 from team U and that also supports my arch so it's very good when I stood on that not only did I have instant relief in my metatarsal area but it just felt good cushiony and supported and it did remain to feel good for about five minutes of walking around but then suddenly the slow Rovner of the metatarsalgia came back and progressively got worse as I kept on walking and standing in the kitchen that day but I've kind of persisted with it all week and I try to wear the cushioning like if I get up to go to the toilet I tried to put it on and I feel like it's made a difference my foot doesn't hurt as much at night so maybe if I keep doing this it will heal I don't know if this is the case I've still listed my gum boots for sale on marketplace thinking that I probably won't ever be able to use them ever again but I put a high price on them $50 just in case my foot heels by the time the next rainy season that's how much time I'll give myself if it doesn't heal by the next rainy season nothing's going to work. Also as I was learning about these things that I have to do for metatarsalgia I was getting more and more furious at that stupid woman in Bundaberg at Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg 20 minutes and so the whole left side of my body was swollen and you know all the damage I've over these years when I could've had the right metatarsal dome and she's done irreversible damage as far as I'm concerned. So, I looked her up on the medical register, Aphra, and guess what no such Dr as Taylor Tatarelli! So, I contact the clinic, they said she has changed her name to Wilk. So, I put in a complaint to them, plus to Aphra. Both ignored me completely. No response. So, then I put a complaint into a lawyer, but they were extremely dodgy in my opinion, in fact I don't even think it was a lawyer, she sounded like an actress? eventually she said “no we can't help”. So, then I put a complaint in to the QLD ombudsman -now they are not in the business of getting money for compensation factors, but I just wanted to put a complaint about this woman because she was obviously trying to “product place” herself in sadistic manner. And this is not the first blonde bimbo to do so. I never heard back from them either. So, I'm going to include the complaint that I put to them on this website with a photo of this stupid bitch, because it seems nobody is going to do anything about these absolute revolting woman who hound me in such a manner, so I'm doing it myself. Photo and complaint of Taylor Tatarelli apparently now Taylor Wilk – fake podiatrists, aka blonde bimbo monkey from “on my back” RIGHT BACK AT YOU (I will give them 4 weeks to respond - they won't, nobody does anything to fix these kind of problems in Australia - they are too scared. they did not, so here is:) Complaint to QLD HEALTH Ombudsman re fake podiatrist Taylor Tatarelli, aka Taylor Wilk Notification about registered health practitioner of : • poor professional conduct • sub-standard knowledge, skill, judgement or care • lack of suitability to hold registration • impairment • breach of the National Law • breach of a condition of their registration • other issues of concern. I went to the Podiatrist at Centrelink’s disability team, request re my sore foot - 16th Nov 2021, 2:00pm This clinic was ‘Advance Foot Care’, but sometimes known as ‘My Foot Doctor’ – 2 names - dodgy reason I am guessing. It cost me $150. This podiatrists, ‘girl’, a young blonde, name Taylor Tatarelli, -not entirely sure that was her real name, because when I checked her credentials on Aphra, no such person, then the Clinic later told me her name is Taylor Wilt. I complained to her of pain in the front pad of my foot, and told her the circumstance, the collapsed arch… -instead of diagnosing it as metatarsalgia (and collapsed arch), {turns out I have 2 conditions), the young female blonde podiatrist squeezed pressed, poked, prodded, and rubbed, it as hard as she could, under the pretence of some sort of massage (?), for about 5 minutes, could have been longer…. She also had me traipsing around on her walking electronic measuring pad (the tool used to steal $600 in unnecessary orthotics from MANY other people too), for 25 minutes - - which all later and shortly after, resulted in my whole left side of my body swelling up, especially my knee, left chest, left breast and left underarm - for about a week (don't ask me what's going on there with the swelling – I’m sure that Dr could not tell you either….) And of course, I was left foot undiagnosed for several years, which had very detrimental effect – near 10 years now unable to walk properly, and not knowing about Metatarsalgia which requires very specific foot ware / padding. Btw, there is a Taylor Wilt who is a registered Podiatrist in South Australia. It may not be the same one - as that clinic, as it is clearly run by women who will be trying to cover their arses, save themselves “weee don’t get desperate women in our clinic pretending to be Doctors trying to “win a sadistic date””. Check out their link with hordes of Drs: https://www.myfootdr.com.au/about-us/meet-the-team/ Oh, Taylor did say the reason I was experiencing pain was because I was “walking funny”. No mention of Metatarsalgia AT ALL – the most common condition with pain in the front pad of foot as I described. A monkey could have diagnosed it. And then she wanted me to pay another $600 then and there for an orthotic. So, overcharging ($150), plus wrong to no diagnosis, plus wanting me to pay for unnecessary orthotic, plus sadistic pain infliction. Later that day I went to the GP at Moore Park Beach, Dr Enzo from the Moore Park Beach clinic - he could see that my left leg was in dire straits, SWOLLEN LIKE A BALLON, from Taylors pressing, squeezing, poking, prodding, and rubbing, of my metatarsal bones, but instead of acknowledging it when I described what happened – HE IGNORED IT. Completely ignored it, changed the subject. (Later a woman at the pathology lab says he works incahoots with Dr Abass, my GP at Gin Gin – so I would say all 3 incahoots – some sort of SICK sadistic GAME, at my expense. l cannot walk for longer than 20 minutes I have foot pain. Then and still now. Ultimately caused from over use – WORKING (bingo, acknowledgement of my condition proof of working). I put this complaint to Aphra in ‎February ‎2023, ‏ – they ignored me. More women trying to save each other. I later requested the medical report/notes from Taylor Tatarelli; she had clearly used a medical report made by her colleague Paul Wang, who I later saw about toe impingement on my right foot. The report is so lacking plus with lies, I will not be giving it to Centrelink disability team or Centrelink’s compensation team. Because they ignored it I had a similar situation later in Mackay at the dentist. $3.13/L Diesel, wake up gov. After doing the physios stretches, I got a tender big toe. I googled it: Plantar Plate Injury in my big toe from the doorway stretch: tender under big toe due to straining it too much with that upward strain exercise. And since I had such good results when I looked up and a toe tenderness, I thought I should look up exactly what happened that day back in the pool in 2016: "second toe sticking upright"; it says: commonly known as a hammertoe (or "floating toe"). But images on line did not quite match, I had no 'bend'. said; It occurs when the toe bends abnormally, causing the middle joint to stick up" So that's what happened in the pool that day something weird happened to my foot and I stuck my foot up out of the water and the second toe next to the big toe was literally sticking up vertically straight up in the air. So then it described all the reasons why this would happen and none of them suited what happened to me or was a little vague with a previous injury..... So that toe sticking up resulted in the metatarsal bone problem, it is behind that toe, which connects the toe to the foot. I don't think they have a condition for it, they just call it metatarsalagia because it affects the metatarsal bone. What’s with the swapping out of the receptionists now?? At Dr Eche’s and the physio: they can't swap out any food since I have no money {they've stolen it all} so they're swapping out receptionist! Channel 10? I think those are the women who steal from me too. Then locals copy them. One Podiatrist Online said metatarsalgia is often caused by not having enough fat or padding in the ball of your foot, and so the bones get strained when you wear shoes walking around, and from overuse. This totally would explain my pain because of the plantawart. Trying to get rid of it, I believe it grew and fell off twice, in those years when I was still wearing the boots that had the hole in them. I actually took a photo at one time, I'll put it here. With this new information a new diagnosis of metatarsalgia, I still haven't encountered a cure? The only suggestion really is the metatarsal pad and cushioning for the foot. (tried both, I know helps greatly) but I haven't heard anyone saying that it will fix it?? My plantar wart finally fell off with Salicylic acid, caused from wrong homeopath medicine. It then proceeded to grow back. Then repeat. So then I took matters into my own hands and found the correct homeopathic medicine (Thuju - that got rid of it for good). Gp's - they clueless, Salicylic acid!! I'm still a little sceptical that they have got to the root of the problem, because when I asked the 2026 Physio if he'd ever heard of a condition where the second toe is sticking directly up in the air he said no, and it hasn't been described anywhere on Google, so I don't think they actually know the full extent of this problem. Too bad I didn't take a photo of my foot when it first happened, I only have a clear image of sticking my foot up out of the water at the time in the pool (after tippytoeing), and seeing that toe sticking directly up in a very strained manner and exclaiming out loud “what the hell!”. Like I said in my story “Inflammation from collapsed Arch - What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch or Plantar fasciitis – and my God Australia, you are f*ckin useless.” I thought after the toe subsided, a few hrs later, it was better. Then the mild discomfort I was having in the weeks, months that followed, I thought was a seed, from wearing open shoes down the paddock……a seed callous plus the whole plantarwart prob. Also when they took the ultrasound in 2021 I think they were so busy trying to see the collapsed arch, they might not have even taken any ultrasound of that padding area at the ball of the foot? which is probably where the if they could see anything it would be there? I don't know, I am not a foot expert. But now, I'm not even sure that when it did happen that day back in 2016, if it was a collapsed arch - I think the arch might have collapsed during that time of walking around in my work boots with the whole, and the wart, then having to do so much relocation. When I got the diagnosis of collapsed arched by the Chiro, it most definitely was collapsed at that point, it was extremely floppy, and again I'll say I wish I took a video of it. So Metatarsalgia from the beginning, and collapsed arch later?? (maybe not sure, as walking on tippy toes results in collapsed arch……) As I was checking my medical reports, I discovered I had A loculated fluid Hoffa's fat pad. This is: indicates a collection of localized or walled-off fluid in the fatty tissue beneath your kneecap. This often points to Hoffa's fat pad impingement (or Hoffa's disease), where the fat pad becomes pinched, inflamed, or scarred. What This Means Hoffa's Fat Pad: A specialized pad of fatty tissue located between the kneecap, thigh bone, and shin bone that acts as a shock absorber and cushion. Loculated Fluid: Fluid that is trapped, enclosed, or walled off in a specific space or pocket rather than spreading diffusely through the tissue. Causes: This condition is typically triggered by an acute knee injury or chronic repetitive stress on the knee. It is also occasionally linked to structural issues like patella alta (a high-sitting kneecap). Common Symptoms: You may experience sharp or aching pain in the front of your knee (especially when fully straightening the leg or standing for long periods), tenderness below the kneecap, and localized swelling. Typical Management & Next Steps Initial treatment generally focuses on reducing pain, swelling, and fat pad compression: Conservative Care: Your doctor or a physical therapist may recommend avoiding fully locking your knee, modifying high-impact activities, and using specific taping methods or targeted exercises to improve knee mechanics. I thought it was arthritis? I was told I had arthritis by Dr Nazma at Gunnedah. I think that diagnosis is BULLSHIT. I saw a video on YouTube by a proper doctor, and there is physical appearance of inward facing knees with Hoffa’s pad fat. I do not have inward facing knees, also the place where you press the pad to confirm diagnosis is not the painful area that I have, at all. I think that clinic at Bundaberg, Friendlies, the other smaller clinic, up town, made up those results for the point of giving me a Ganglion Cyst - I remember I got a ganglion in my left wrist, I thought it had been from a magnetic bracelet. IT WAS. Can’t resist those opalescent colours for $1.65, Dr Abass. What an arshole. Dr Tariq Khalil. You know, aside from 'arshole' reasons as above, I have realised half the time why I may had not have received a proper diagnosis at the GP is because the doctor refuses to deal with more than one issue? At no point did any receptionist say to me when I was making the appointment “you only have XX amount of time, and you can only discuss one thing”. I mean at the moment, now that we have online booking, I can see the Drs have a 15 minute slot. Now, there's actually a lot you can fit in in 15 minutes. But if this slot issue/ time issue/ 1 issue issue, is the issue here; they should clearly state it instead of being so coy about it. We are not mind readers, we do not know YOUR rules. I've also noticed one doctor; if you talk about two issues within the 15 minute period, they'll still charge you twice the amount – well, should I say, charge the government twice the amount. When I was younger and did not need a medical certificate, I rarely went to the Dr. I would go to the doctor so in-frequently, that when I did go (when I could actually get an appointment!!) that I had list of things I wanted to discuss with them. I as I recall, I was basically hurried out of the office with questions ignored. I just thought it was because they did not KNOW? No wonder I feel like doctors are so hopeless; they're so worried about time and the 1 issue only policy, they just completely ignore medical problems. Not at any time did a Dr say to me “you'll have to book another appointment we're out of time”. Useless communicators. Also if I come to think about it Drs always keep me waiting and then hurry to get me out as THEY are running late, too bad about my 15minutes! Oh wait, I do remember one time a receptionist at Gin Gin said “would you like a standard appointment or a double time appointment?” So I'm guessing at that point, at Gin Gin, when was that - 2022? someone, might have realised there's some sort of time issue going on, and I'm not getting diagnosed because the doctor has run out of time - and there's been no communication from anyone. Okay so I blame receptionist; it is up to the receptionist to clearly state to the patient "we have a 15 minute timeslots available, the doctor likes to keep to the 15 minutes, because he's got a lot to get through" - somewhere along those lines. Not once have I heard a receptionist say this - useless bimbo twits. Thank goodness for YouTube; And I don't just say this because of the time issue and the more than one issue, because there are doctors who just refuse to help, simply because they don't want to, “I don’t like you – your ugly, so I am not going to diagnose you” – spiteful little people - they are real, and there are a lot of them. Dont get me started on nurses at hospitals, way worse than Drs. {I am specifically talking about the bimbo Podiatrist, plus the other 2 podiatrist, as well as two doctors - not one of them mentioned to me metatarsalgia which was obviously what I had given my description of my symptoms}. So much for the hypocrite oath, the so-called declaration of Geneva's physicians pledge.... And ought get nurses to swear and oath before they start working too “I promise to apply commonsense in every situation”. It's the same with banks now, they only used to employ honest people from honest families at the banks, but now, well they must just employ anyone.... In 2026, my olecranon bursa flared up after waiting at the DRs due to someone changing the time on my watch while I slept. Had pain solid for 3mnths even though I did no more knitting, but not clearing up. Thought I would try a new DR in the other clinic (a whole bulb billing thing going on by the dogs in the community) So, the dogs thought I should NOT try a new Dr, and this is what they did: Dr Mason, new from Iran, he kept bursting out laughing during the conversation, and he wanted to keep talking for ages. He is idiot; they all did set up with bimbo mother and leach little boy in the waiting room. Plus, a male receptionists who made my appointment, then the other female at the end said go to Iga Dr! They can’t function unless the bimbo girl from tv is there. STUPID, RUDE, DISRESPECTFUL, DISCRIMINATORY IDIOTS. All of them {He said I should have an ultrasound on my elbow just in case, but it looks like it’s just inflammation and not torn, which is good – no surgery necessary. He said I have to just manage the inflammation with rest, ice and maybe physio, plus if the inflammation gets too bad, I could have a Cortisone injection.} So, good to know. There is no imaging place in Sarina anymore, so will not bother with ultrasound. I have to try to get rid of inflammation. Will try ylang ylang in avocado oil. Will try to rest it. But, since I went to the Dr, 3 days ago now, I have not had as much severe pain with it. I think before, especially that night before I went to the DR, some little girl is “pressing” on it while I sleep (and not me!), same as she can do with my tooth, teeth grind. Some smart-arse dog (probably Sarina bimbo mother, who deserves a bullet to the ear). Or a Dr supervisa at any rate. Could be Cathy Goldberg. But literally going to the DR, the act of going to a Dr, stops her (or him). Btw, 2 police cars, 2, while I drove there, crossed my path – still being stalked by police (they may be following the cunt who steals from me, who follows me). That is the shit that I, as a single woman, have to put up with on a simple DR visit; retarded dysfunctional people in the community. Stop using me to talk about your shame. NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS WHAT DR I GO TO. {Related to my before talked about issue: Dogs on phones - dogs following me around on phones, talking to me, pretending to talk on the phone, but talking to me, holding phone so they don’t look crazy! It's not until I go and stand next to, does she stop and go away. It's like why do I have to do this every time I have a problem with dogs on phones, which used to happen A LOT. It’s like “choose a side” in every single situation you are in; well NO. Major arm/ elbow problems in Sept 2026 (elbow pain triggered deliberatly by Drs receptionists, they changed the time on my watch so I would be late for Dr, miss the appointment and have to wait for the next – so I would do excess knitting waiting, resulting in elbow olecranon bursitis – they did this before at Gin Gin: they fiddle with my watch at night while I am asleep, they can also remove bracelet and necklace at night – not sure who is doing it – BUT BIG FAT evil COWARD – who will be burning in hell, HA!} So ELBOW like before in 2016 or so, but this time not healing after I rest, so google search: “Synovial fluid normally leaves or "escapes" the joint cavity through lymphatic vessels and microvascular absorption driven by joint movement. Normal Drainage and Turnover Joint Pumping: When you bend and move your joints, pressure changes inside the Synovial fluid space act like a pump. Lymphatic Clearance: This movement pushes fluid through gaps in the synovial membrane into nearby subintimal lymphatic vessels, which clear the fluid away. Cartilage Absorption: When a joint is resting, the soft cartilage absorbs some of the fluid like a sponge to stay nourished. Pathological Leaking (Joint Effusion)If synovial fluid escapes abnormally into the surrounding soft tissues (a condition called joint effusion or water on the knee), it usually happens because:Injury or Trauma: Damage to the joint capsule, ligaments, or cartilage creates a tear or abnormal opening. Inflammation (Synovitis): Conditions like arthritis or infection cause the joint to produce too much fluid, raising internal pressure until it forces fluid through weak spots or micro-tears in the capsule into surrounding tissues.” Foot ponderings on youtube dr channels: Capsulitis of the 2nd toe - I’m not sure because, from the underneath I clearly have pain directly behind my third toe however when I try to stretch all my toes and point them the second toe sticks up so it could well be this problem. I will put a photo. Morton's neuroma - I didn't think so but as Dr Tom Biernacki was explaining how it's caused, it looks like it is; when you have a collapsed arch all the pressure is going off down onto the bottom toes and since I was walking around for years and years, working, with a collapsed arch, it's a strong possibility that this has happened too. - But the Physio did diagnose it as metatarsalgia which according to Google is from overuse, wearing shoes, that are too tight, and not having enough cushioning under the ball of the foot in your shoe. (Which of course happened when I got the planta wart and there was a hole in the shoe). So, either I got 3 foot conditions at once back in 2015 or the collapsed arch has resulted in metatarsalgia and or Mortons neuroma and or Capsulitis of the 2nd toe? Apparently it can be seen on a ultrasound. Directly under that texta mark is the exact spot where the pain is -which is exactly where a Morton’s neuroma would appear. The middle photo shows my 2nd toe sticking up in slight retarded strained paralysed manner (that happened from the beginning, but was initially sticking right up, way worse). The photo on right shows Dr Tom Biernacki taping 2nd toe down in one of his excellent videos on YouTube, - and when I tried it, I had a whole lot of kind of cramps going on in my toe, and surrounding area, in fact so I think that advice of tapping that toe was GENIUS, it has awoken something in my foot, and I feel like it might be healing now? I’ve been doing stretches involving simply flexing up and down, and there’s been a huge improvement in that toe, it no longer sticks up so much, in fact I don’t think it sticks up at all any more. I do still have pain under my foot at night, so just being diligent about the metatarsal dome still, and got some new shoes that don’t restrict my foot in anyway {including in winter when I wear socks}, seems I have to get the man’s size if I want to wear socks, because the women’s, well, just that little bit of difference in socks, puts pressure on the toes. The mans size 41 is 1cm wider across the toes than the woman’s 41. The following week I noticed the pain in my foot has changed, so a couple of weeks ago it was very particular pain in the Mortons neuroma spot in between the second and third toe, however today as I'm doing some stretches, I noticed it's my big toe; having difficulties stretching up, in fact it kind of feels like it's strained? when I think back to the pool incident when it happened I actually can't remember whether it was the big toe or the second toe that was sticking straight up but I mean it could've been both? but one worse than the other?? So, the most pain that I am aware of has been the pain at the bottom of my foot in the Mortons neuroma spot, or metatarsalgia. I mean I've already figured out there's been two problems with the collapsed Arch and the Metatarsalgia, so maybe there is this third problem of strained toe strained big toe? I know I have difficulties lifting up that toe, and have noticed it a couple of years back too. Somone mentioned “paralysed” nerve damage. But maybe not paralysed, just strained? It does say on a Google search that the big toe can be affected with arthritis. I guess it's a possibility arthritis after an injury? Again, Dr Bernaki vid, according to that I have Hallux rigidus, (maybe Cody Amos mentioned this? {I hope not something triggered by the stretches I have been doing?? – some Drs are evil sneaky. Dr Bernaki says this is treated by taping the big toe so it can't bend up when you walk, this will give it a chance to heal in a straight line. – like a broken arm needs to be “set”. Then walking on a rigid shoe – so I purchased and can only hope they were not doing “product placement” by causing injury. ($31 carbon fibre insert and $45 post op shoe) {yt shorts: @giuliaplinemovement, I would think it done deliberate, except for the fact I noticed my big toes were unable to lift up 2 yrs ago, I just thought it nerve damage from my bad back? But maybe no one can lift up there big toes?} I need to do another update for my mental clarity After the elbow incident, they finally gave me Disability. I believe it was because I have arthritis, which really has never been diagnosed in writing. So, I discovered in 2026 that I had Hoffa’s fat pad syndrome, and that was what the Xray 3 yrs prior detected, by Dr at MPB, the one who I thought ignored my knee! So not arthritis but Hoffa’s fat pad syndrome?? - maybe there was a Dr debate on; “no she doesn’t, yes she does" – I mean I have been to a lot of different Dr’s, mainly due to the receptionists, but then relocations. But my back ceasing up and my cold allergy is a definite symptom of Osteoarthritis, which I only just found out in 2026 from watching YouTube medical vids, and which I have had since 2013. 2013. I mean, at one point back around 2014 it felt like I had arthritis in my hands, so I started using my moisturising cream every day with cinnamon and or ginger and or coriander essential oil, and I haven't had any problems in my hands ever since!! But in mid 2026 I suddenly developed pain in the back of my neck after working at the PC in a little chilly air – and I cant get rid of it. I bought a neck heater and massage – it is LOVELY! But does not quite get rid of it – I might try my hand moisturizer on it. {Be nice if I had a neck and shoulder masseuse…../difficult spot, and I think the rubbing/kneeding helps just as much if not more}. I had been to the doctor so many times wondering what's wrong with me. None of them mentioned osteoarthritis, and even one doctor I told him I couldn't lift my arm up above my elbow and he sent me for a back x-ray, not even a shoulder x-ray, which turned out I was missing cartilage in my shoulder! (another indication of osteoarthritis). While I did do a lot of hard work at Rangari, like building the pool, and chainsawing, and fencing, mowing, and digging holes for trees…. like a lot, but I was always careful, I “bent my knees”. I actually really think, it was that furious knitting that just was the final straw. Like I could've got away with everything, all that strain and effort I put my body through on the farm, no probs. If only I hadn't done that knitting that summer - bloody John Kozar. {And just above I mentioned no cartilage in my shoulder - this is why I could not freestyle back in 2014 and lift my arm up after all those relocations. It was diagnosed in 2026 by the Thai massage lady in Sarina! No dr could do it! they are bloody useless – and it is Centrelink related, no diagnoses means no payment – I was screwed out of 13yrs of payments, but worse further damage to my joints plus MONUMENTAL discrimination from the community.} And this is why I have a stupid blonde follow me at the doctors, Centrelink sending them to try and get out of paying my pension. They are evil thieves. I curse you all Australia. A summery in 2026, here is my progressive 15 major ailments list 1. Allergy to cold weather with onset of dizziness and lethargy if exposed, same as upside down, and cold water on head. No diagonosis aside from coping mechanism. 2. Degenerative disc disease in all lower L’s – with nerve impingement, neuropathy occasionally with work related activities, and related to scoliosis. 3. Minor arthritis and Calcification at rotator cuff insertion in shoulder – that was in 2021, so much worse now. Massage lady told me NO cartilage in my shoulder – Dr and ganglion cyst related – they stole my cartilage. 4. Scoliosis affect affecting fascia and movement – restriction, ceasing up majorly affecting my day to day activities. 5. Planter fasciitis in left foot, spur, metatarsalgia since 2016 – developed into mortons neuroma, seems to be no way to cure it except cold treatment. 6. Hoffas pad impingement in my right knee. 7. Olecranon bursa in my left elbow. Possible Ganglion cyst related: pain extending down to top of hand – Pa said this from shoulder arthritis. Need heat at night whil I sleep, so problem if doona falls off and I still asleep. Very painful in the cold. 8. Chronic heartburn 9. Peptic ulcers (from heartburn alkalinity tablets, tums especially, stick to mylanta), made worse with driving or bending over activities like weeding – easy fix with linseed mucilage 10. Lymph issues (turns out thin hair probs with ingrown and slow blood – fix with metho spray and vib-bit) 11. Pins and needles in mouth due to Dodgy dental work -working on that with exercises, maybe an allergy to toothpaste too? swollen throat. 12. Neck pain – I’m guessing arthritis. Have purchased massaging heat pillow. 13. Allergic to stressed insects, bees, ants, resulting in hives if exposed. 14. Barometric Pressure pain in back, and joints -- extreme stiffness with rain events, like unable to lie down without moaning, sometimes headache?. 15. Compromised immune with acid burnt throat. – controlled with limited contact with the general population, bad in Drs waiting rooms. 16. Occasion you get Piriformis syndrome (buttocks tightens, and compresses the sciatic nerve) 17. Osteoarthritis, this is the one the weather affects and makes me unable to arch back. 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,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Some of the items stolen from me, while I was living at Builyan, Boyne Valley, and then Miriam Vale, Colosseum, QLD After I was given notice at Rangari, with the change of ownership, well, actually, I have written on my blog previously about my unhappy adventures regarding finding somewhere new to live. In the end, having only one choice, which was a unit in Gunnedah, which was not appropriate or very nice at all, so I decided that I should move somewhere warmer in Queensland. I needed somewhere cheap, and at the time there was quite a few big old houses in town called Blackwell, which was a hot dry inland, remote area in Queensland. I had talked with the Real Estate and was set to move, had even signed a lease and found removalist. The house was big, big yard, and had as much water as I wanted, albeit, in town. I would prefer somewhere out of town, I need privacy. But there was nothing. And I didn’t like my chances of finding something affordable closer to the coast. At the last minute I thought I should look just in case, and that’s when I found a house in Builyan, on Realestate.com, this house looked really sweet, it was a Queenslander. I thought perfect - little did I know what was in store for me; maybe I should’ve moved to Blackwell after all, although while there was heaps of houses there then, I have since looked a few years later and there’s none there now, same as everywhere in North QLD, so maybe I might of had problems living there on my own, in such a “big old house”, with jealousy, from all the dogs, as per usual, and I may have had to move anyway. Who knows. And I guess I would not have realised about Rachel Wainberg‘s older sister, if I had never moved to Gin Gin. I know when I moved to Builyan, 2 new police Constable’s were placed in the community too. I believe the ‘powers that be’, assumed that the thievery would continue at my new address, after I left Gunnedah. 1. Water Damaged piece of 19mm Ironbark Timber, Stolen from back of house at Builyan, Boyne Valley, by Local Nuisances Builyan, had a timber mill. I could see it from my backyard, it was just down the road. Since I dabbled in a bit of woodworking, and needed to make a mosquito canopy for QLD conditions, plus some underbed storage drawers, thought I should go down there and see if I could get something. Randall and Janice owned it, he said he had a pile of rain damaged Ironbark down the back of the shed, so I went down there, sure enough the roof was leaking directly onto this pile of mouldy planks. (Not sure why he did not push the cart a few inches away from the drip of the leaking roof!.....) He said I could have them for a dollar each, they were 2-3m long (12cm wide and 2cm thick – perfect), I thought they would scrub up well. (I got 31 planks, later I wished I had of got more, I made heaps of things out of them.) I was pleased with my purchase and had the planks leaning up by the side entrance of the house, to dry in the sun, it was the side closet to the neighbours, and can be seen from the neighbours house. And 1, only 1, was stolen. I suspect those neighbours; Allan Holmes, his 15yr old son. But I guess it could have been the neighbours across the road; Donny and Sue Ellen Manly, prob not their daughter? Or could have been that person who lives in the house with the orange car, (that constantly banged and tapped – I think he was a backyard Panel beater.). or, could have been that guy Koogan and his musician friends? I have no idea who. I guess it could be the short blonde bimbo from Gunnedah who follows me, as I have previously mentioned her on my blog; plus, I have had heaps of timber planks stolen, I believe related to NEGS school church hardwood kneelers. None of those people have been convicted of stealing from me. OR, at one point I thought I saw bloody Heath Barwick in an old camper van at Ubobo?? Could be him on a travelling holiday? Bloody thief causing problems at new neighbourhood - It wouldn’t surprise me if he followed me up to my new home and started stealing from me while he travelled the area, he’s an absolute arsehole, we are not friends I do not even know him, I met him briefly when I was 18, I am not friends with any of his circle of friends, the only connection was he went to school with my little brother, 30 yrs ago, they were friends. So maybe he has a connection with my brother, but he certainly doesn’t have a connection with me. He seriously belongs in jail. Little birdy told me that they got him, and he’s been convicted for something, who knows what, I’m pretty sure he was a drug dealer as well as a thief, so in this case I can say has been convicted of something. I suspect it would not have stuck for too long, people like him, because he makes people laugh, he is 3rd born). So obviously I do not know who is stealing but there have been some incidences where I know these neighbours are not innocent, and they will be hiding the truth to protect each other, they’re very tightknit community. Actually, I think one of those planks were stolen as a joke by the neighbours next door neighbours teenage son. I did have to move from the neighbourhood as a direct result of their ‘tight knit’ bullying. I also had to keep the light on out the back yard, they broke a slat window and stole my padlock on the inside of the door, so now the door can be opened from the outside when the cross latch is closed (because then padlock stops anyone from being able to use a knife or something and slipping the latch across to open (they also stole the padlock from my next house at Gin Gin, I believe it was the same person, possibly the 15yr old then teen, but 17yr old son now trying to get in my house at night, while I slept - yuk). And one of them has put a beeping device under the house that beeps - a small electronic sound, that beeps every 5 minutes at night, very short so cannot locate. The neighbour Alan and his son, can hear everything that goes in my house, because houses were so close, (poorly designed neighbourhood and houses). He also pulled up the tree seedling that I had just planted out the front yard, stating that it was on his side, and then he got his mother to come down and chastise me for it. Stupid woman, clueless about her son and grandson). I had neighbourhood kids jumping up at my windows to try to peer in. I had the neighbours on the other side of my house, and old drunk man and his shag, tell me I was bloody crazy and send me hate mail in the post. I had the family next to them come down, the mother said her 8yr son wanted to meet me, as he could see me working in the backyard from his bedroom window (!) And someone, I suspect Alan the neighbour, or Simon Cowl on telly at the same time, I had forgot to turn it off - was driving her little 3yr old blonde girl absolutely nuts, as she was running around in circles, behaving very oddly. (Alan has a reputation amongst people ‘in the know’ for doing such evil antics. And at this address I learnt about the full evil nature of men, in regards to how they treat women at night while they sleep). The mother seemed not to notice. (That drunk man was probably trying to save that little blonde 3yr old!!). And all the old people in this neighbourhood seem to be ‘car Hoons’ in slow motion. I put up my camera outside my house one day, to catch the slow motion hoons on camera, the footage was really bad, but I saw an old fattish bald guy go past. I think I saw that person follow me at my next address too? I did not know who it was, still do not know, but someone told me it was Daniel Salem and that description matches – he is another friend of Heath Barwick and my little brother Daniel Bieman. The police advised me I need proof for them to do something about him or anyone. Hence why I have cameras everywhere since. As an outsider of that community, and a single woman I tell you I have seen such ugly behaviour from people, I can’t believe how revolting peoples ‘true nature’ really is. I was very pleased to leave this neighbourhood. I may have got that plank back later after complaining to local police, I did not bother counting them again. Also, someone else told me that it wasn’t the next-door neighbours son who broke the window and snuck in at night. It was the local police. But that could have been the neighbours son telling me…. At that time, the dogs put him on telly, it think it was the Gardening Show on the ABC, suddenly there was the neighbours son. 2. New Ladder from Hardware Shop with Broken Bit – Faulty Goods Selling at Full Price and “New stuff sabotage” It was after I purchased this ladder, with its dinky broken bit. When I realised this is what a lot of retailing women were doing to me, deliberately, that is, trying to ‘flog off’ their seconds and faulty goods, on to me, at full price. Their thinking; She does not deserve a fully working and perfect one, she deserves a second. And, they think, I most likely won’t even notice there’s a problem. (They think I am on drugs). Stupid bimbo little girls in the retail sector. I am fairly certain that they are related to Bonds; if you recall my bonds story about the ‘thong underwear’. And in relation to this ladder, now, you would just think, ‘oh well, what’s the problem, she could return it, they have a money back guarantee there’. But if (I drive the 2hrs back to store,) and I returned this ladder for replacement, the girls there would accuse me of stealing from them. And just would steal more from me. That day I was at the store; someone stole my fresh eggs from the hen house {and that was the day I saw Heath Barwick driving about near Builyan – he was in a green (I think) combi van. Also, I think I may have seen his friend Daniel Salom driving in slow motion hoon style in Builyan?? And it could be their friend the motor biker, Shannon Bree harassing me with dirtbike?? Still? Those 3 were friends with my little brother – not my friends, so possible delusional thieving stalking idiots, unwanted ones, uninvited ones. I noticed at Sarina there are police cameras on either side of Sarina, not speeding cameras, but surveillance cameras – essential in my opinion, for catching dickheads like these people. You literally cannot travel up North Queensland without the police seeing your plates - if they want to. I have given police those 3 names in relation to the stealing. I don’t think the police did anything. It does amaze me the level of male retardation in Australia – I wonder how any man has ended up getting any girl at all.} Around about the same time, I had a new fridge, and it was vandalised. I believe it is the same stupid girls doing it - Australian jealous spite. Although the piece of plastic that came off my fridge, I thought, I’ll just chuck it out, I specifically remember chucking it into my new rubbish bin that I had just emptied, and so had nothing in it except that bit of plastic. But overnight I thought I probably should save that piece of plastic, you never know, I might want to fix it one day. So, I went to get it out of the rubbish bin the next day {which still didn’t have anything in it except for the bit of plastic} but when I went to get it, it wasn’t there. Someone had literally, I would say climbed in through an open window and has taken that little piece of broken plastic. It would have been taken the arvo before, as I was outside cleaning my car. At a later address, I again had a new fridge, and within 2 days of purchase, I looked at it and there was a big grey dent down the bottom, which I know I didn’t do. “New stuff sabotage”. Well, if you actually had 2nd hand shops up here in QLD, I would happily purchase 2nd hand. I also later did a video showing my new garments that I sew up, anything that is especially nice, somehow miraculously develops a stain. And any new crockery that I purchase, miraculously, somehow, a chip appears in it. This is all the same person doing this vandalization. Female jealous spite. I also personally believe that those new items were specifically obtained by certain retailers who know me, and wanted to do something nice, (not the thieving dog ones), and as a result of this act, the ‘dog thieves’ could not steal them – it would be noticed, and they would be found out. So, what the do is vandalised them instead. Most people would assume ‘Oh, you got a chip, well you probably did it accidentally and did not notice’. WRONG I didn’t do it, somebody else did it. JUST AS PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE AS THE THIEVERY FROM ME. Rack off you little bimbo dogs. {They also did it to my new rose mugs later, after I had contacted them to see if I could get any more – Definity retailers doing it.} Plus, I remember, this faulty goods stuff has been going on for over 30years - I remember when I was in my 20s in Sydney, and working near St Ives. I went to a shopping plaza there, and I purchased some chocolate; I had been thinking about purchasing some chocolate, I remembered the shop there, I think it was Daryl lea, and could not get chocolate out of my mind, so this one day I finally went and got some. But the chocolate that I purchased was past its use by date. Then I think back to the shop, and yes, there were these strange little blonde shop girls acting very peculiar. I just know they would’ve gone out of there way to stock those bad chocolates, because they knew I was going to purchase some. DOGS. If you don’t know what chocolate taste like past its used by date, it’s not very nice, plus there’s a little ‘tell sign’, being that the chocolate has a kind of a white/light brown powdery tinge on the outer edges. And it just tastes a little bit funny. I mean, it doesn’t make you sick, but it’s just not good. So, I hope those little girls there, maybe it was just one, (?) but I bet that girl is the same girl still hounding me and harassing, me like a DOG. A stalking bimbo, yet another one. I hope she dies a miserable painful death. The sooner she is dead, the better, my world will be. She is literally someone who dead, would make it the world a better place. I want to email notifications of the tide every day, Willy? 3. 1 antique gold bumblebee shower hook STOLEN, Builyan, Boyne Valley, QLD, 2018 So I’ve noticed a pattern form whenever anyone comes to my house something gets stolen. So this particular shower curtain hook was stolen right after a girl from the Real Estate came to my house, well that’s when I noticed it stolen. Only I know that girl didn’t steal this hook because I was with her the whole time and she didn’t venture into the bathroom without me being present (Doing an 'Invasion of Privacy', I mean "inspection".) So the thief wants me to blame her? Having said, that I’ve just remembered, there was a blonde woman / girl, who came to change the batteries over in the fire alarm - arranged by the same Real Estate girl just a little earlier. And she used the bathroom. I think it may have been her. She must think “going into a strangers house, mm, steal something” that’s how bimbos think - complete bimbos (that one was tall and blonde). Probably a prostitute. Elders Real Estate in Gladstone no conviction, I bet Tamara was to blame. There's that song again, fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off. At this point I was so frustrated with the neighbourhood, and I believe the Real Estate agent rental girl, partly feeling guilty about the fire alarm battery situation, and noting problems within the community, had no problems in ending my lease early when I requested it. And so again, I packed up ALL my stuff, (I still had my 25M long swimming pool, plus all my gardening stuff, netting, shade, cloth, etc etc.) and moved. Unfortunately I made the wrong decision here, based on trusting people - trusting liars. Everyone lies, especially when it comes to their house and property – they all lie about ‘how good it is’ (and water). I moved to Colosseum, which is a little place near Miriam Vale, which is a little place on the highway just before you head to Agnes Water (instead of moving to Deepwater, a little place near Baffle Creek, in between Agnes Water and Bundaberg - that place would have been bloody perfect.) Never mind. So, the house at Colosseum was a farm, the owner had built the house himself and had no problems in boasting about this fact. (It had its good points being cement becel block, but you could tell, it was lacking a ‘woman’s touch’ and details.) But basically, it was a total disaster. I’m not sure what it is about farmhands and their problems with stealing, it seems to be an area rife with theft. You cannot trust a farm hand with anything - they are useless people. And I have written about this before on my blog, about how young men in the Builyan community had unbeknownst to me, arranged for me to live in this house with no water. Over the next six months, I had many things taken from me at this address starting from day, one when I was relocating. Moved to Colosseum, nearby to Miriam Vale and Builyan 5. Unwanted Young men stealing from single women at rail crossing When I was living at Builyan for that brief 5mnths, of course I had problems with the locals, first of all they were stealing, then the police got involved and so the stealing stopped, but I did have problems with locals congregating outside my house at night, sometimes, which is a very common thing, and it’s happened my whole entire adult life. I usually just ignore it, and sleep on through, I mean who cares who’s out in the street anyway. There were some bad guys that would come round, just a general feeling I got, usually something would be stolen when I could hear any of those young men type. I did suspect someone was sneaking inside my house at night while I slept, violet was behaving strange (my cat) and the padlock was stolen, the only thing that could stop them from breaking in. Plus, the slat window was broken, the one right next to the door lock. I suspect my neighbours 16yr old son, but later some birdy told me it was the police – they were adamant it was the police. Lisa Lynch and her husband. Gardening Australia put that young 16yr old on Gardening Australia – I thought at the time reward for bad behaviour – the ABC do that ALL THE TIME, that is rewarding people who have done something bad like are bullies, or steal or whatever. I do believe its personal to me; Yet another dog, at the ABC, as formed an obsession. The police there were a husband and wife team, they were new, I had reported thefts to them. Could have been them?? Looking for drama. After I put a poster up looking for a house elsewhere, the guy who contacted me, Darcy the owner, later told me that his worker had told him I was looking for a house, and his worker, it turned out was one of those guys that used to hang around at Builyan, and he was friends with some of the guys at Builyan. And when I headed over to my new farmhouse that first day, I had my Ute full of stuff, packed sky-high. I stopped at the railway line, which of course, no coincidence at 5am, suddenly a train appeared – I now know its Aurizon Trains – their staff. And there was a whole heap of guys suddenly appear infront and behind me, around the car, in this kind of remote town, and later I discovered something had been taken out of the back of the Ute - although I was aware at the time that this is exactly the type of situation where something will be stolen from me, so I kept an eye on things, and I didn’t see anyone stealing, sneaky bastards. Anyway, this young guy, his name is Tom, farm hand for Darcy, unfortunately I didn’t get his surname, and at the time he had a girlfriend (Jess, Darcy’s daughter) who I met, they were helping move Darcy’s furniture out of Darcy‘s house a bit later that day. (Annoys me how landlords don’t do this before I arrive, same as all the others), anyway, that guy Tom, I’m pretty sure he used to hang around the house, he had friends in rail industry, the trains used to stop on my property at 3 am in the morning, I had items go missing – the whole time I was there. I just find it really odd how men like that, who have a girlfriend, still hang around. It’s like fuck off, get a life, and just because a girl is single, doesn’t mean you have the right to follow her and steal from her, or pester her in any way, fuck off you stupid mongrels. BTW, I don’t think he is still hanging around, but that is what I should have said at that rail stop; yelled it out to the air, and they would have heard me. So, actually there were at least a dozen young men at that rail stop, in 2 cars. So instead of helping me move my 12 Ute loads, those young men in that community stop/torment/harass and steal. This is what they are breeding in that community Colosseum / Miriam Vale / Builyan – these are very small QLD communities, so that dozen or so young men would be a significant proportion of the community. So, they are breeding scum in their community’s. Scum degenerates. Mothers are breeding Scum Degenerates. (All problems can be traced back to stupid mothers). You’re not worthy of anything you little degenerates. I am surprised the ABC did not put ALL of the dozen young men on TV. (/s) Also, I think he and his family had something to do with incarcerating me under the total scam Mental Health Act with the help of police. Those people are thieving bullies, and they got their victim locked up – do you see how this country works – it’s a fucked country. (I am pretty sure, one night at Builyan, I heard Australian p.m. voice - Scott Morrison, outside, I heard him!, that was just before he got in, there was an election due. – setting a BAD example to copycats- plus I think he was also on Facebook under a different name, and he tried to rent me a house, which turned out to be fake and then he tried to rent me a shoddy shipping container, he’s a bit of an arshole, (if you didn’t know), aswell as his wife. (But it was good how the pollies are doing something about the virus situation, let’s hope there is ongoing reminding of social distancing and staying home if you’re sick with any flu symptoms). By the way I did 12 Ute loads, over that 2-3 days, back and forth between Builyan and Colliseum (near Miriam Vale) across the mountain range, which at the time was on fire. It was the tremendous bushfire season of 2018/2019, I was lucky I could get through, there were fires all around the road, through the Rule Sate Forest. It was mostly all blackened, and there were big trees slowly burning away, lying by the road. Quite a few little grass fires, blazing, and a lot of smoke. I wish I had of stopped and taken a photo. They always talk on the news about the “natural bushfires” in Australia, and I had to say here *newsflash* natural, my arse! When I was driving through Builyan, I can assure you, there were people (young tall men) out in the bush, young men, lighting fires, “natural” has nothing to do with it. The local coppers out there had to spend all those few weeks putting out fires in the little community! Guess they didn’t see the Rule State Forest ones start up. I personally don’t believe that even pre-burning is necessary; it’s not necessary at all! Mother nature, knows how to do things, all on her own. She does not need help with the regeneration process in the old growth forests either. People who want to pre-burn are ‘firebugs’. A dysfunctional problem. Note; Those men described above, are like the ‘opposite’ of my father, and his generation. I am not sure why I have so many 'unworthy' people put themselves infront of me. I can only think it is the same situation as Dr Carl – I will explain; Dr Carl was a doctor who used to work (probably still does) on the youth radio network triple J, which I used to listen to when I was younger. He was wonderful - you could phone up the station and ask any medical or scientific question, and he usually would have a response, if not he would always come back to it later. He was very diligent and knowledgeable, in helping people, and especially problems of the weird and bizarre, like what young adults, particularly men are interested in! He was talking one day about the fact that whenever he goes anywhere, it was really common for him to suddenly be needed, in some sort of medical emergency. Like in the movies when someone shouts “is there a doctor”! Well, this happens to him, regularly, according to Dr Carl. I thought about this - and when I travel anywhere, on those rare occasions, this never happens to me. I never encounter anyone in need of a Dr. BUT because I have these particular types of people as described above on a very regular basis – they seem to cross my path so frequently, like no one else would begin to understand. So, I can only assume, it's for the same reason that Dr Carl has his encounters – people who are in need of someone to point out to them their dysfunction. Considering I'm not a trained psychologist, psychiatrist, therapist or councillor (although I do have an interest in counselling, as I used to eavesdrop on my mother’s counselling sessions when I was a child (very naughty). And I certainly have a great understanding of a lot of psychological areas of concern due to being bullied in Australia; I have had people tell me about what makes people tick and function and why they do the nasty things they do. They explain this to me, in order to help me deal with such revolting people. infact I most likely would have more knowledge in this area than a university graduate at this point. But since, these perpetrators and I don't sit down for a one on one, for obvious reasons, the only thing I can do is write about them on this blog. Definitely naming names helps. I've had quite a few dogs removed from my back, due to simply writing this blog. I do believe it's because eventually they'll see they have problems, and they need to deal with it. If not them, then somebody close to them will step in, like a mother. 6. 12 Ute loads to move all my Stuff, because of Non-Thinking Callous Whim of Landlord HEY! it’s a big deal having to relocate - stop giving tenants the runaround. 5 times in 12mnths. FIVE. Fuck you all. Plus, I had/have plantar Fasciitis / Collapsed Arch (from Mack Boots). STOLEN gardens, stolen energy, stolen time, and now I have repetitive strain syndrome - and arthritis. Life is a bitch; I recommend not having kids. There is a rental problem in this country. (There is a ‘fucked in the head’ problem in this country too). It is from over population; attention all women STOP bloody breeding like rabbits -1 or 2 kids, that's it, any more than that is stupid and selfish. Plus, I know from 46 years of experience - the calibre of mothers out there is pretty crap, 3 quarters of you shouldn't be breeding anyway. Overbearing, over controlling, this is what breeds nonthinking zombies - On the other hand, I seem to have encounted a lot of littleshitheads, from being spoilt - usually male, and the females suffer from the nonthinking problem. Plus it looks like there is a general favourites game going on with parents, favouring male kids. Btw, they say exercise for young girls, and activity, wakes them up (hitting them in the head, will NOT wake them). Too many kids are the main reason I have no proper place to live now. All these problems of bullies in the community, are a direct result from me being single. And me being single, btw, isn’t actually a problem - a real problem, for anyone. The only reason why it would be a problem for these people is because they’re stupid. If they really thought about it (if they actually thought about anything), me being single, doesn’t make me a bad person, I don’t steal from them, I don’t antagonise them, I don’t bully them, I don’t cheat with their partners. I don’t have anything to do with them. They just cannot handle a single woman on her own. So all these problems that people have with me, are imaginary and in these people’s heads - purely because I’m single. So ofcourse, this gives me a clear path of clarity and sight - their actions come about from one reason, and one reason only; and that is they are stupid. So I blame mothers, for raising stupid people. Btw, not having anything to do with these people, is not a valid reason to steal, harass and bully. I win – you lose, you will be going to hell. One of the police constables suggested I should go down to the community hall in Builyan and makes sandwiches for everyone, perhaps then, they would not steal from me. Fucked community – make your own goddam sandwiches. 7. Me, Emily Bieman, at Colosseum 2019, age 45yrs on veranda of house were people steal from me I will show a photo of the house at Colosseum – You might look at it, and think ‘oh what she complaining about, that’s beautiful - nice big house in a beautiful spot.’ Yeah well, that’s what I thought too. That’s why I moved there, but this photograph doesn’t really show that all the real problems of this place, and I think with my blog here, I may have described them a little bit, but there are still way more problems associated with this spot than even with what I’ve mentioned here. I moved to a farmhouse at Miriam Vale / Colosseum 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 and twisted son had trashed it, – it is such a monumental task to move, I have no help and no money, that means 13 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. AND, lying about having water for the garden NOT. Plus, he got his windows and doors fixed, so while I lost out big time, he won big time, and I was made out to be the baddie, as I’ve mentioned, I think he may have had something to do with locking me up in the mental asylum at Bundaberg. 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. What is wrong with people, that they want to try to control me? - it is sick, unhealthy and nazi. Fuck off, you cannot use me for your power tripping. This is the rental house in Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland. 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 from me aswell, NO CONVICTION, and has a dog shag who also steals from me – she harassed me on Facebook NO CONVICTION. Obviously his dog thinks he is innocent – I’ve never known any men to be innocent. (I know dad would not have ever stolen from me)). All play the exclusion game – children. You know, I do NOT wish to be a part of a community full of small-minded thieving children types anyway. You lose. Also, I had several items stolen from the house when I went into town each time, this is my list of 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. NO CONVICTION. I can only name these people because these are THE ONLY PEOPLE I KNEW in that area. I did however see 2 or 3 hoon people in cars at the gate whenever I left the farm, and this was quite unusual because this area was very remote, and there was hardly anyone around ever, let alone 2 or 3 at once. So, you never know, maybe they were just hooning from Gladstone, that had come down to steal from me, as they knew I would go into town that day. Maybe they were hooning postal workers, as I always stopped at the post office? Maybe they were TV industry people? I mean who knows? and how they actually got onto the farm, is a very good question, because I did keep it locked. This is why I think the landlord might be guilty, or possibly the landlords farmhand, who I mentioned before in the Photo story called “young man stealing from single women”, his name was Tom his girlfriend’s name was Jess, and apparently Jess was Darcy‘s daughter. How dare you or steal from me, a woman you don’t know, who has caused no trouble with anyone - you just see the fact that she’s single, and start stealing from her, you all are disgusting - disgusting people. Here is a good spot to mention another yuck thing that the people in Miriam Vale/Colosseum/Agnes Water, did. When I was living here, I felt kind of lucky because for the first time in my life I was living within half an hour of a beach. While petrol prices were kind of rising, and I didn’t have much money for travelling, I tried to get over there as much as possible, and made it 4 or 5 times, to go for a quick swim - which was absolute heaven for me. I can’t begin to explain how happy and lucky I felt, every time I was able to go for a swim at the beach. Anyway, one time on my way back, I had to stop off and get some Mylanta at the chemist in Miriam Vale; and I noticed that they had ‘set up’ a thing, and it was a ‘humiliation thing’. They had specially gotten a farmer, and they were trying to humiliate me infront of him, through sneaky female connection ways. It was just really obvious that they had set this situation up to try to humiliate me. It got me thinking, I mean, is this what they do regularly in other situations; get farmers and try to humiliate me, what is it about farmers, that they get them? I haven’t really done a good way of explaining this humiliation situation here, but it is really to disgusting to go into any more detail, so I’ll just leave it there. And now put a list of all the items that was stolen from me while I lived at Coliseum; 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 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 (after listing them on facebook market for sale) 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 -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.) Also, I want to mention; not sure what the issue was here, but one time he came out under the pretence to fix the pump to connect the dam water, and he brought his wife out with him. There was a definite ‘I lose’ vibe going on, so I’m not sure why I would ‘lose’ in that situation? maybe it was because he bought his wife out and I would have to meet her? or maybe it was because his wife had died her hair blond and I usually have problems with blonde women stealing from me? (Hate to say it but it’s true) or maybe it was something else entirely different? I just don’t know? What was the issue, prey tell? By the way he didn’t actually fix the pump, so maybe that was the issue, he came out pretending to fix the pump, he had no intentions of fixing the pump, but just came out wanting to talk to me while he pretended to fix the pump? who knows what motivates people? I find people very weird and peculiar; this is just another example. 8. Sterling Silver Double Open Infinity Lobster Claw CLASP for necklace STOLEN So, they left the necklace that Grandpa hand made me, (he was a silversmith), and just took the clasp. I would put money on the fact that it was a girl that took it, no man is going to fumble around with a tiny clasp. (These clasps are the best, and do not ‘accidentally’ come undone - that’s why it was stolen, the best). Theres that stupid short blonde bimbo again thinking I am not “deserved” of the ‘best’. I did not bother reporting it to the police, because the local police here do not believe anyone up here steals. {stupid too} It was taken of the first day I moved there. I believe it was taken by same girl who was harassing me at Builyan too, the same one who stole heaps of my seeds from my seed chest. - The girl who was known by certain people, certain neighbours like Suellen and Donny, as that thieving girl bought them off with free ‘empowerment’ activities for their little ZOMBIE girl daughter. Suellen and Donny – such cowards, when I am being literally tormented by this thief with 100’s of items stolen. Shame on them. (I believe the thieving dogs are doing the same to my current neighbours zombie girl daughter at no 108}. Also, this might be related to a musician, because quite often I have songs that just appear on my iPod shuffle as its playing, like when Dolly Parton released her new song, suddenly it started playing in my shuffle iPod. When K.D. lang released a song, back in 2015 or something, same thing - although I did try to find K.D Lang’s song again to listen, but it was gone! So, they can literally put songs “on” and take songs “off” my iPod, - this would be Apple related too (the genius of the people of Apple). The genius thieves. So anyway, there was a song that appeared on my iPod which was a slow-motion cha-cha, I’ve mentioned it on this blog before, and I think that thieving girl has heard me listen to that song, and has assumed that I have stolen that song, when I certainly did not, in fact I don’t even think those songs had been yet released (?). And so, she has stolen my goods, either out of an act of revenge, or she’s just jealous - a stupid jealous bitch, who wants new release songs to appear on her iPod (probably Olivia Newton John – no convictions, but I know they did a big ‘thing’ when she died, as in, my life would now be greatly improved, as she is dead.). Whoever it is does seem to have a lot of money, because she buys people off where ever she goes, SHE IS A SOURCE OF EXTREMEME TORMENT (like only a musician knows how to do), so could well be Olivia Newton John. I need to literally spell this out in order to stop this stupid girl thief - fuck off all musicians - stay out of my life, stay off my iPod, fuck off {and I have nothing to do with putting on and taking off new releases from iPod, so stop taking your jealous frustrations out on me). And no, I am still not gay. The unknown girl or whoever who took this from my bedroom, was NOT invited in. THERE ARE no invites into my life at all, ever, let alone my bedroom. That reminds me, other times they ‘mess’ around with my iPod; one day, while cleaning the house, I heard this really good song on my iPod shuffle, (magically mysterious how songs just suddenly ‘appear’ on my iPod) and note, when I was cleaning, as in ‘reward’ for cleaning, condescending rewards and punishments by STUPID DOGS – got to be landlord dog related. THEY HAVE BEEN DOING IT FOR YEARS. So, it was a type of slow-motion cha-cha sound - fast fast fast fast slow slow. I really liked it, as I had a sore foot, and could not Cha Cha any more. BTW, I learnt to cha-cha the year before from a ‘SYTYCD’ learning DVD -brilliant! when I say learnt to cha-cha, what I mean by that is, I learnt one step, and it literally took me months to learn it - that’s how completely uncoordinated I am!! But I had tremendous fun learning it, and when I learnt it, I had tremendous fun choosing fast songs and cha-cha-ing my dinner off, every evening, as fast as I could in the living room!! I also used to do it in the lap pool, really and truly, you should’ve seen how fast I was!! 😁 I really miss doing it, I lost weigt and got fit. But since I’ve had a collapsed arch, just can’t do it anymore. Anyway, I wrote the song name down because I knew I’d forget it, so I could listen to it later too, it was a weird classical song of some sort, with a weird name. But someone stole the piece of paper with the name on it, and I suspect the person who stole it was xxxxx xxxxxxxxx (I have no idea who…!) but I am left pinning after that song….. 9. QLD Rail Workers Stopping Caboose on Farm to Nosy Around, and Toll story So, this photo and blurb was deleted, not only off my computer, but off my back up. It explains how a QLD Rail train used to run through the property where I was living at Colosseum, – Alister Darcy Ward’s farm, and instead of racing through as it usually did (sometimes freight, sometimes passenger, sometimes just a caboose.) The caboose started stopping on the farm, at night, like around 9pm and sometimes 4am. I could hear them, plain as day. I had items stolen, and those rail workers are dodgy as all hell. I did contact Queensland rail about it they said there’s nothing they can do about such things and or their staff. I would like to add, they also did ‘Toll’ signs; (a phenomenon that the dogs have been doing for many years, but is a secret for some reason). After about, 3mnths after I moved there, every time I went into town, which was not that often. Say once a fortnight, I would have to cross a rail way, and after about 3mnths, suddenly, every time I went into town, I would have to stop for a ‘Toll’ Train – that is a train with the word TOLL written in huge blue font on every carriage. Those little boy rail works are messing about with targeted people (like lucky single ladies), and coming up with stupid things; like I have to pay them a toll every time I go into Miriam Vale, – hence why they steal from me – stupid items that have little value to such little boys, they just want to be ‘naughty’ like a pathetic little boy who has a crap mother. Guess what, it is not up to me to rein you in, I am not your crap mother or your most likely no-existent father – get a grip and stop driving people to violent thoughts. BTW, they still do Toll signs at Gin Gin. And it was just the same kind of torment in Gunnedah, and Bundaberg. And guess what, if I choose to go into town and not actually purchase anything – TOUGH TITTIES. That is my prerogative. My right to do so. Do you see what single ladies have to deal with? Most people I encounter are completely clueless about these types of mongrels, and what it’s like for single ladies, with these kinds of social retard’s. Life is hard enough to get by and make a living, but when you add MASS DOG TORMENT, on top of everything, it pretty much makes life impossible. Curse them, curse you all. those dogs are also on social media, and Gumtree, still harassing me. I also discovered at Sarina, it is not “QLD Rail”, but possibly Aurizon. And these are the ones that toot their hoon at all hrs of the night, waking the whole town. At first I thought Aurizon must have been a government run play toy for mongrels, but Aurizon is actually a private company! I wrote to them aswell, to advise management of what their drivers get up to with all their midnight tooting. But it did not make any difference. 10. Mums Woven Woollen Cloth Cushions STOLEN from bedroom at Colosseum QLD. April/May 2019 “Reward for info on my cushion, of 10 Callebaut Chocolate cream truffles.” (After I posted this on FB, someone broke into my house around 5am next day, and stole my chocolate too.) Another stolen item here at Colosseum. This lovely bright woollen cushion was woven by mum. Later, I hand sewed it into a cushion; I made up 2 cushions with the woven cloth. They sat in my bedroom on top of the black recliner chair. Some little bimbo has ‘broke and entered’ into my bedroom at Colosseum QLD, and taken 1 cushion, they left the other. This theft is absurd. The cushions were quite old now, and slightly ‘tatty’. The only person I can think if with motive, for sentimental reasons, is one of my 2 siblings Tomas Bieman or Penny Bieman. But both from different states, and neither has money to travel and steal a cushion. Nor possibly the desire to possess one. Only other option is short blonde bimbo who I have mentioned numerous times, who is obsessed with me. What is wrong with you? get your own goddam weaving mother, and own goddam woven cushion! Oh, I saw Catie Carter on the beach at Agnes, that was when my towel was stolen. She was a textile person…… I think it was her, it was the same person who stole my smorgasboard meal at Port Douglas when I was there 10yrs prior (just some stupid thief bimbo who took my whole full plate after I had left the table to use the bathroom). FUCK OFF you stupid dog. 11. Orange Tree was poisoned at Builyan - -no photo Possible someone following me around with a sprayer? 12. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, stolen at Colosseum, QLD, 2019 Warning, this thieving story is full of offensive swear words – I was mad as hell about it, and still am, I cannot tone it down even 4yrs later. Actually, I purchased 2 tubs of wool fat, to make up my homemade Nettles & Aloes mix (to treat stings), because that company no longer makes it (and it is brilliant – for ant bites, bee / wasp stings, mosquito bites, zucchini leaf itch….) and some bimbo cunt, stole 1 of my tubs. Around about the time it was taken, again, all the way up here in QLD, 1500km away from the farm at Rangari and the plane harassment I had back then, there was a plane flying over, just up from the farm all day, as is always the case whenever they steal from me. (Police have informed me that there is nothing anyone can do about the planes – they don’t seem to acknowledge or realize the correlation between the planes and the thieves – they stupid). And yesterday evening there was a car revving behind the house in bushland (it may have been the neighbour Trevor Bayliss (who lives 1km away and we had not met at that point), or it may have been a recording, like what you see girls from the ABC radio station carry around the streets recording people. – I have seen someone on motorbike follow me around and play loud recordings at Gunnedah, usually it is bird recordings, not car revving). Or possibly landlord related, Darcy Ward or wife Julie Ward. Or the stupid blonde bimbo from Bunnings who follows me around and steals from me. I think I heard her once, claim to be my family, and “families share”. That stupid dog who is stealing from me, IS NOT MY FAMILY, and not sure what kind of family she has, but in my family, we don’t steal from one another. Possibly that stupid dog is from NEGS, as Anna Abbott always used to tell the girls in assembly “we are family” (I could see as she was talking about it, she was being totally evil, and meaning for it be a bad thing, and not a good ‘family thing’, as in, we are family so there is a level of fighting and squabbling which is acceptable – she was speaking and looking directly at those older girls, who were giggling. ENCOURAGING BULLYING. STUPID WOMAN. I believe she could see what was going on in church re the seating. And God knows what else she was referring to. I am certain there was a NEGS girl at my neighbours there at Colosseum when I went around there once. You know I had purchased 2 of these, did that stupid cunty bimbo blonde woman think that I had purchased 1 for me and 1 for her – I bet she did, such is the nature of STUPID WOMEN. I did not purchase 1 for anyone else, I purchased both for me, as it is hard to find this product, so I purchased enough to last my entire life – I did not purchase any for anyone else YOU STUPID WOMAN. Fuck off you stupid thieving cowards. Btw, I have updated this one a few years later, as someone had removed it, and after the Gin Gin police thought I was crazy and making all this theft and harassment up, well, after they had locked me up for 7 days to “determine” if I was crazy, upon discovering I was not crazy, I believe some of them (not the Gin Gin ones) they had tried to do something about the thefts? The plane harassment as greatly reduced, along with the amount of items stolen from me, - mind you they still do it, just not so overtly - I suspect that is because I now live in suburbia, and people will get suspicious if they hear a plane flying over me constantly all day long every day – see back on the farm, no one was there to notice. This is how pathetic cowards they are. An old man told me that it was the then, PM – Prime Minister flying over me harassing me, Turnbull. But I know it is women who are the biggest cowards, plus they are the most stupid, so I suspect a woman is doing the plane harassment, and the thieving?? Oh, Another reason why I think whoever stole that woolfat, was female, was because in the fashion industry, woolfat is used as an iron cleaner. I seem to have a lot of people from the fashion industry harass me, and this could've been taken by one of them, who can see- being the dogs that they are. I saw a neighbour at the units in Sarina acting sus, male, blonde about my age, but egged on and manipulated by bimbo women. I saw a girl with piggy tails driving his car, following me over to Grasstree Beach. He reminds me of some guy I briefly met at a party when I was 18, Tom Skipper? Maybe he is one of the lunatics following me around? If so, fuck off. Also, seeing that girl with piggy tails, I think I remember seeing her at least 3 times in different locations, following me around, she’s short and skinny with bob length hair that she wears in pigtails. Possible prostitute? I think he stole dozens of items while I lived there, or, well, maybe it was my other neighbours? Or maybe all? I have had food stolen, and he would be the type to steal food; the hopeless type that can’t budget for themselves. {I have always said, a man needs a woman way more than a woman needs a man. Now he is paying for his bad bachelor ways ha ha – someone said, that is just personal to me, as its my destiny, as written in my name! they were making a joke; (bieman) bi, as in both female and male in 1. I gave it some thought, I was amused, you can draw your own conclusions}. Also, I mentioned since I keep my laundry powder inside now, I still have it, like none has been taken. But my laundry powder was also taken from when I lived at Gin Gin, on that veranda. So, it must be the same person stealing my laundry powder?? {maybe it’s a known thing amongst thieves; a lot of people in QLD, don’t have laundries, but they have washing machines outside on the veranda or patio- so easy target for washing powder theft??} The police could easily find this out, they keep monumental tabs on everyone, he may have different name now, Dave? The police have already been here about him, as he threw a tantrum outside making heaps of noise, when I mentioned on my blog that I saw him sneaking back into his unit, so, sore looser and guilty. Someone called the police; it was not me. He belongs in jail. Oh, and there was someone in Gunnedah who used to pretend he was an old drunk man, and would walk past me every time I went into town at dads place. I always thought he was an old drunk man, as the servos was in our street, but after 20 years, when I saw him, I realized, an old man would have been dead by then, so it was some little prick trying to be funny. Trying to impress his older sister. I would say, this is the same person. Fuck off you idiot, you belong in jail, I do not know you, we are not friends, we never will be, you are a thieving moron. Zero tolerance for thieves. If I can make jail happen for you, I will. btw, Turnballs daughter, I am fairly certain, was in the same year as that thieving guys sister Sally at NEGS, same year, as Rachael Wainbergs sister, now calling herself Cate Rogers my landlord at Gin Gin – see, a big network of arrogant thieves, literally following me and stealing from me. What the ? And, at new address, there seems to be a qantas plane doing a little harassment here – and really low flying, so I can see it is a qantas plane, and not virgin. 13. Life is a Series of Many Years of Been Totally Screwed Over This generator was working fine (perfectly) until the pull cord snapped, - no other problem. So, I took it to Bororen Small Engines Mechanics, that guy there (Will Irvine) totally messed it up, so now it doesn’t work at all - because the pull cord that he put on, was way too short - so there’s not enough rotations for it to start. HOPELESS MECHANIC, all it needed was a bloody new pull cord, how difficult could it have been? – more interested in engaging in conflicting relationship with women, such a dysfunction, and a typical character trait of YOUNG perverts – women do it to.) This generator was a really good one, it was worth $1000, was very reliable, very easy to start. I needed it regularly at my last address near Gunnedah, because there were so many blackouts, it was invaluable. Although I have noticed up here in Queensland, there’s no power problems like in New South Wales, at my last address at Rangari, it used to go out at least every week, and sometimes up to 8 hours (once it was for 3 days). I’m pretty sure there was just some little idiot switching off the power off for no reason at all other than to be an attention seeking Nuisance, and of course because I had heaps of items stolen whenever the power went out, it meant my CCTV wasn’t on, so I’m pretty sure whoever was switching power off, was in cahoots with essential energy, and they were deliberately switching my power – stealing from me for no reason, other than, because they can. Bunch of bloody thieving yokels down in that town of Gunnedah. Anyway, I was stuck with a non-working generator. And I did need the generator at Colloseum, because the bloody landlord, Darcy Ward, lied to me and didn’t connect the dam, even though all the pipe and plumbing was in place for it to be connected - he refused to give me any water after saying that he would before I moved in, for my garden. So, I was planning on using my generator to pump water into a pod and bring it up to the garden by car, for emergency supplies. So, with no generator, I had to give up getting water, even though there was water available at the dam. I certainly could not afford to buy a new one, I tried to sell it, and the best price I could get was $50 - I mean, the guy who bought it, was a proper backyard small engine mechanic, so he would’ve got $1000 generator for $50, and all he had to do was put a new pull cord on – life is so easy for some people. By the way I took this case to the Department of fair trading in Queensland - and they were absolutely HOPELESS, guess who the name of the person, trying to sort the problem was: Vanessa Ward, WARD, same name as my little shit landlord. [But also, I’ve taken a 2nd case on a separate matter to the Department of fair trading Queensland, and they didn’t help out in any way for that one either, they’re just pretending to be a Department of fair trade - people go there every day, take home salaries, but they don’t actually do anything.] So far since I have moved to QLD, they have cost me around $1500 in local thieving business's.(later at Gin Gin, the sewing machine mecahnic cost me $1500 for a sewing machine - you know, I don't think he was even a mechanic, he was the shop girls husband, trying to steal money of people. Is this the standard everywhere in QLD, everyone just pretending to have an occupation? {later, the car mechaninc in Sarina - not a real mechanic., just a thief} Department of fair trading New South Wales was brilliant - over a 20yr. period, I have so many people trying to rip me off, especially in Gunnedah and Tamworth, I mean maybe it’s my long curly hair, but I’ve taken just over 100 cases to Department of fair trading New South Wales, and guess what, I’ve won every single one, there wasn’t one person that didn’t give me my money back after it was after ‘stolen’ from me in one way or another. 14. MY Container, Stolen from Colosseum farm by Female Local Dogs (with my plants in it) This was the container that was stolen on my rental farm, at Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, QLD. It was in my shade house at the farm Lowmead Rd, and they took this container and filled it up with my plants that I had growing in the shade house (native tubestock plants) so, stole the plants and the container. Can you believe that? Such a fucking mongrels. I’m pretty sure I heard female voices at the time of the theft, at 1-3 am in the morning. Most people think it’s men who steal, but in my experience, it’s always women. I only knew very limited amount of people when I moved there, I’d only been there about three months at that point. So, I knew the landlord‘s wife Julie Ward, my jobs provider in Gladstone, Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, (one had totally blonde hair, the other one looked like Catherine from Image Clothing) – (Image clothing that was shut down due to dodgy business practices), they were both very suspect in my opinion. But also, I had my plants on Facebook marketplace, selling them, and so it could’ve been anyone in the area who knew where I lived (I didn’t tell anyone where I lived OFCOURSE) but in small communities people find out these types of things, so they could’ve seen the plants on Facebook and thought, “I know where she lives, let’s go and steal them.” I mean this is how bimbo women think, they’re so fucking stupid I can’t believe it. They have no thought at all, that they are going to actually have to pay for it, on a spiritual level, that knowledge doesn’t even enter into their stupid little heads - and believe me, they will have to pay for it. Stupid. You can’t actually see the writing on the container, but it says Gunnedah Recycling, it’s a really old crate from 30 years ago, no longer used, from when dad lived at 18 Henry Street Gunnedah (now sold to strangers). You can still see the 18 on it, so that 18 and “Gunnedah recycling” will still be written on it, and someone in this area in Queensland, now has this container. So, folks go on, go out there hunt them down, go droning. And severely fine them. Mongrel thieves. 15. FlyScreen Wheel Tool Stolen on farm at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD I had 2 of these tools . They stole one, and left the other – perhaps they thought, the 2nd was ‘spare’ – especially for them? Such arrogance. I did extensive flyscreen work, on this rental, all their windows and doors had been broken and vandalized. The landlord told me his son did it, and that’s why he kicked him out, and I was now living there. (His other son commited suicide, and was possibly still lurking around the farm). It was part of our rent agreement, that I would fix and replace the windows and doors, which I did. And I can see why he needed me in there to do it, as it required a lot of good communicating with the door manufacturer up in Gladstone – something in retrospect, that landlord did not possess. So someone, as in some DOG, has seen me using it, and thought ‘oh, how easy, I could fix all my windows too’. And so have without any thought of wrong doing, simply helped themself to my 2nd one. Thieves. 16. Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off Someone collected about 20 of these, and placed them at the base of the steps at my house at Colosseum, in the hopes that I would walk on them with my bare feet. At a couple of my last addresses in Gunnedah, catheads were prolific. Catheads were a major weed, particularly at the Tulcumbah house. (Cell grazing – so much better way of raising cattle) infact you wouldn’t believe how big the catheads got at that place, honestly, they were size of a $.20-$.50 coin easy, lethal. So, anyway when I saw them at the base of my steps. I knew somebody had placed them there, because those Catheads don’t grow at that farm at all, there are no catheads there - it’s not a weed in that area. And because things like this have happened in my past, but I just thought that they were, you know, catheads growing as a weed, that I have accidentally trod on. It wasn’t until I saw this pile of catheads at the base of my steps, when I realised someone (an unknown person, an unknown coward) is literally going and getting these painful items in the attempts that I will tread on them. I believe again this will be NEGS related, going back to church. Desperate retards. For Christ sakes, I haven’t met one man that hasn’t been into this kind of thing - so go and find a man and stop picking on women - this is the epitome of cowardly behaviour. BTW at my next address in Gin Gin, someone did exactly the same thing with African Thorn Bush African boxthorn - Lycium ferocissimum. They went and got a whole heap of those long lethal thorns, (they look just like big old rusty nails), and lined them all UPRIGHT all across the path - only lucky I always watch where I am going with my head down, but one went through my Hush Puppies, missing my big toe by ½ cm. They are like big giant nails. So, this is just another two examples of how my feet kept getting being attacked, and why I still can’t walk, and have not been able to walk properly for five years, since my arch collapsed, in 2017. I literally have stupid bimbo people attacking my feet. I want to update this story I have talked about the same issue except done in a different way, in a very passive aggressive manner, in a kind of dance like manner; where one person can distract the other person and kind of waltz them around the room (and into an object), they are usually they're in the same room together, but not necessarily - so they'll be some people now going what the? what is she talking about - she's not making any sense, and for those people (so many of you on FB), I would just like to point out you are completely naive about what can go on in the human dynamic situation. Because, I have since learned that this phenomena is actually a thing in life now, it's called ‘coercive control’. It's what sometimes happens in domestic abuse situations, one scenario of it involves one spouse getting the other to say or speak in a manner that they wouldn't normally, in affect one person is using the other person like a puppet (the old man at Sarina unit complex used to do it – no wonder he is not married, arshole). And it can come about because one person is asleep at the wheel and letting herself (or himself) be manipulated, but it can also come about because one person has extreme trust for the other, so they don't think they will do anything ‘bad’ , and so they put themselves purposefully in their spouses hands. I'm not a person who is so easily manipulated especially around other people because I'm on guard, but those dogs found a time when I am not on guard, and that is when I'm on my own. I'm way more relaxed, and thus was open for manipulation. So, I believe I was ‘walked’ on to my lethally sharp carding pick at Kookaburra Park, it was near the window. It also happened before at Rangari when I was standing next to a big window, I trod on a knitting needle, it was like an arrow that went into my foot. I just know evil forces were at play then. There's a few other instances like the metal bathtub at kookaburra Park; it had a whole with sharp metal scrapings, and I cut my finger, I didn't feel like it was an accident, I felt it was done deliberate by someone who knew that that bathtub had that metal issue there. So that would either be Cate or Win or the neighbours? And see with Cate and Win, it would have been a competition to show off, as to who could be the most manipulative, and the most coercive. I find a lot of couples are like that, they enter into this stupid competition; if one person is a bitch, the other person will try and bitch match them. Another indication of the stupidity of humans. So, when I first wrote about it this, story involving African Thorn bush, I didn't know about coercive control, and I just said it was domestic abuse taken to a whole new level, but at the time, the pain stopped. I suddenly didn't have any more ‘accidents’ So I definitely hit the nail on the head with that story. I don't know how it stopped, whether someone knew who was doing it and spoke to them? or whether the person doing it thought that they were sneaky and getting away with it - thinking that I didn't know what they were doing, and once they knew that I was onto them, it wasn't any fun for them anymore? I don't know. But I believe it hasn't happened in quite some time whereas before, since about 2015, no actually, I think it goes back further to JJJ, when I used to listen to the radio in 1995? And especially when I was moving around after I left Rangari. It happened a lot. it's like the person doing it was literally following me from address to address? And whoever this person is - they belong in jail. I did mention on my blog when I was living at Colosseum, I had a visit by three people on the last day that I was there, I took a photo of them, I had my bodycamera on, and a little birdie late told me that one of them was a boy that went to my school at Limbri, so maybe it's this little retard delinquent who is following me around? I don't know, but I tell you, getting a photograph of everybody who crosses your path is essential for living a normal healthy life. Anyway, so I believe because of the “competition” factor, (because some little idiot must not have been able to use coercive control on me), they then went and got the thorns and the cat heads and deliberately put them somewhere where I would have no choice but to tread. So, while I say the ‘accidents’ have mostly stopped, the dogs may know how to manipulate my back (?) as I do have a back problem, it involves fascia. I just know this would be a thing for women who work in the health sector, sadistic ones, to try and manipulate somebody's fascia, to cause problems. I believe actually that's what they have been doing in 2024/2025, and intern there are people who see what they do, and then try to stop them: it's like the whole thing has got nothing to do with me, I just have to bear the pain. Again, writing about it seems to resolve the situation. So, I'd like to point out that these people are doing this to me, are complete strangers, I do not know them. They are not in my life. We do not talk ever; let alone would they know me well enough to harbour a personal grudge that would evoke a personal attack like this. Did I kill your pet? Did I steal your partner? Did I burglarize your house? GET A GRIP OF REALITY (I can’t believe how stupid the police are either). How fucked in the head Australians are? Major dysfunctional problems. Get out of my life you useless worthless bimbo raised retard. 17. Ornamental Pink Melaleucas, plus my Recycling Tub STOLEN from my Shade House near Miriam Vale April 2019 And, yeah, I've got nothing else better to do this morning than post this. So, this is what the local backwards cunt little girls in this rural area of Miriam Vale / Colosseum, Queensland, Australia do: came to my house at night at least 2 of them, (after I had listed I had some Melaleucas for sale on Facebook market place), and they stole my large 100L plastic plant container, and get this; to use it, to put MY plants in, and steal them direct out of my shade house. UNBELIEVABLE disrespect by retarded nonthinkers who have been raised by stupid mother bimbos in dysfunctional family units. HOPELESS mothers, hopeless families in Australia. I am so sick of others peoples dysfunction. Get a FUCKING BRAIN. Could be landlord’s kids related, Jess? Some years later, had a neighbour at Sarina who I recognised from Miriam Vale, I saw her under ones of those big trees at Miriam Vale, short, black curly hair, maybe abo. At Sarina she did cleaner work 7days on 7days off. And at that time I had my figure 8 clasp returned to the middle of the floor in that unit one night. So I am thinking it was her?? Has a partner who does not work. Btw, the plastic box/ tub was from Gunnedah recycling centre, an old one that is no longer used by them. It has 4 holes in the bottom and has “Gunnedah recycling” written on the side aswell as the number 18 (from a previous address – 18 Henry st). It will be easy to spot in someones backyard, and -I’ve joined the Facebook local drone club, so someone’s gonna spot it, and the thief is gonna cop it. I recalled more info about this when looking through my photos of shade house: after I first posted a Wisteria plant on Facebook market place (I have a business Farm Plants and Seeds), with a photo of the tub next to the wisteria, and other plants, then it was stolen AND someone at MIRIAM VALE pm, me about it – about the tub specifically, - unfortunately the message was deleted from my Messenger, otherwise, I would name and shame them, it was probably them, I recall it was an older female. STUPID CUNT LITTLE GIRL. BTW the tubes of ornamental Melaleucas that were STOLEN - are rare in area, so if you see them in someone’s garden, you will know it was them. I have joined a local drone group - WATCH OUT. Also, by the way, when I had to redo my whole blog (due to Wix antics), as I was writing this one; some scraggy women, kind of came up to me outside my unit at Sarina, and went “thankyou”, but in a really trashy like way! She seemed to do it for no particular reason, so I’m going to take it as a ‘sign attempt’, telling me that someone really trashy stole my plants. Lol Actually, I find this happens a lot, woman coming up to me or near me and stating “thankyou” or “sorry”, and then wondering off straightaway, so I am left wondering who the hell was that and why was she thanking me, or apologising in such a weird coy manner? 18. Credit Card details Stolen by known woman (old lady), but Bank and Flight Centre who know her, do not give up Name to Police. Actually, I will put the full story here, because there’s quite a few things that I noticed about this that didn’t make any sense, and there seemed to be quite a lot of people involved, not just some stupid little girl from Facebook as what it looks like on first glance. (The police are so easily tricked). I sold my old iPod which was not working for me, or iTunes was misbehaving so it would not work for me. Sold for a really cheap price, - so it did work, but I could not use it in conjunction with iTunes, thus rendering it pointless for me personally. But someone on facebook wanted it. It was someone with a fb photo of a family with baby – a very sweet photo. Unfortunately, I didn’t do (forgot) a factory reset, and this buyer managed to obtain my credit card details via this iPod, somehow - not entirely sure how, as I did not use this iPod for purchases or interment (?) When I sold it to her, she said her mother would be home, she gave me an address at Agnes Water, BUT later I saw that address was not a residential house, it was a backpackers /holiday house. And on the day, an old lady took the iPod from me (but, it would have been her who posted the fake photo of herself); and at the time there was this younger woman riding past me on a bike, waving to me quite vigorously (it was weird, I did not know her) she had two kids riding behind her; but I’m pretty sure I later recognised that woman who was waving vigorously at me, from a number of times when anything with stolen at certain shops, and that lady who is probably in her early 40s / late 30s, quite pretty, slim, well dressed- and if I told anyone she was a thief, no one would believe me. So, I don’t know what she had to do with it, but she had something to do with it. Plus, I later saw her on a Netflix tv show, it was an Australian vet show – it would not surprise me in the least if Australian dog actresses are trying to steal from me. So the girl on facebook said her name was Monique Jade Bahgallah, I suspect that’s not a real name, but some old lady posing as a young girl on Facebook who wanted my iPod (how she knew I would not do a factory reset is another question – she is probably DOG). Anyway, so she got my details she booked a flight online for $750 - so that amount was missing off my credit card. I contacted the bank and the bank said that they made a mistake and refunded me the full amount. But they wouldn’t give me any more details about it, as I suspect they know exactly who the person is who took that money, they know their name. And the business (Flight Centre) who took the payment, they absolutely refused to cooperate too, because they would most definitely have a name, and passport, and they refused to give me the name, and they refused to give the police the name either – when I asked them why, the girl said because they want to protect their customers (they are disgraceful moral-less company). So theft is going on, and they are allowed to get away with it - basically the people who can do something about it just don’t. I’m not sure whether they don’t want to ‘rock the boat’? or if they want to protect the stupid bitch who stole from me, as she may have been under age – but I know that is simply not true. Maybe the old lady thief has a lot of friends who protect her for some strange reason, (maybe she puts out!)? I am not sure of their reasons - but they can do something about it, and they just don’t. Silver platter - Monique Jade Balgowlah from Agnes Water forum go get. 19. Thieves who Visited Colosseum on my Last Day There Suspicious 2 men and 1 blonde woman who came round at Colosseum possible thieves, and or Julies dogs? Pavlovs Dogs? – she who is the sweetest, gets the dogs! These maybe the guys here on Monday who stole my floss? They said they were my landlords son, but they were dodgy as, turn up a day before I left. There was a girl too, but can’t see her on screen in my security camera. Sly. These could’ve been the people who drive around that country road whenever I ventured anywhere, like it was a very quiet rural location, yet when I would leave the property and shut the gate, suddenly there were five cars that would drive past. And of course, I would have things taken, so it is no doubt that those hoons hang around out there, and would come onto my place after I’d left and steal things (locked gate) and you know, they would nosy around - people (idiots) who don’t mind their own business. Also, those 3, kind of implied, well accused me, of stealing the landlords timber slabs. AS IF. And, later I was advised (possibly by the police), that the little one in the photo, is one of the dogs that follows me around everywhere I go, and works for women who steal from me. He possibly went to Limbri public school, same as me when I was 5/6yrs old. Completely nuts. I did have landlord problems at this house, aside from theft, one of the most disturbing incident I saw, was either the landlord or the farmhand (maybe the landlords wife, who knows) got an old truck, and was driving around just outside the yard, and he/she was going down the hill, and back up around onto the driveway outside my house, on the farm, and he/she did this all day, no kidding, all day, there was no point, no stock herding or anything, just mindless driving in circles - I wish I took a video and put it on YouTube to show you what kind of nutters I have to deal with as a tenant. I don’t have any rights to march out there and tell them to fuck off. I just can’t do it as a tenant, unless be prepared to be booted out. When that’s the only thing that needed to be said in that situation. FUCK OFF. 20. Ubobo Ca t at Ubobo General Store/Service Station This is a review in my “Ban Google reviews of dodgy business on Google Maps”, but I had to do a whole new photo story for it, as it really shows the true nature of most women. This petrol station/corner store, has a big HUGE chocolate brown cat who lives there, it sprawls out in the car park, where everyone drives up to get petrol! So, all the customers have to dodge it. Not only was he big with a big fluffy tail, but he was brown - most unusual. I’ve never seen a brown cat before or since. The girl that works there, get this, takes a new jar of cream off the shelf, then skims the cream off, the same with each bottle they sell, for the cat!! Unbelievable. BTW, she was not even careful with the cream jar, like if it had a drip down the side, she just put the lid back on and then turns it round the other way on the shelf, so customers couldn’t see it! The owner is a genuine good guy, helps customers and his friendly to all, (just naive about women, having said that, I find most women are totally clueless about the true nature of men…and its only women who had no brothers growing up, are the ones that get married!). By the way, it was at Ubobo, that I think I saw Heath Barwick (the genuine pest), he was in a Combi van. I had items go missing around then, so I think it was actually him since he used to steal from me at Rangari. He was on a holiday, he thought he'd just stalk me and steal from me up here too. I certainly had no communication with him when I left, as far as I know he didn't even know that I had left town, but I guess when you stalk someone and steal from them for over 10 years, then you must know their whereabouts. The new place I moved to, Sarina, has cameras on the edge of town -on both sides, so anyone travelling up Queensland, well, the police will have you tagged - if for some reason, you give them a reason to do so. (I had dozens of items taken at Sarina, looking back I think it was one of my neighbours, and the old man gardner from Gin Gin, and or possible the local police, (stalkers from Builyan / Ubobo who were stealing from me.) Same as the previous page, I will now put here a little collage showing stolen items, that have not already been mentioned. I managed to fit all stolen items from these 2 addresses, in on 1 page Go to 'Items Stolen From me at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin QLD'