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 1. 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. 2. 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. 3. 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. 4. 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….. 5. 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. 6. 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. 7. Orange Tree was poisoned at Builyan - -no photo Possible someone following me around with a sprayer? 8. 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. 9. 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. 10. 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. 11. 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. 12. 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. 13. 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? 14. 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. 15. 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. 16. Ubobo Cat This is a review in my “Ban Google reviews of dodgy business on Google Maps”, but I had to a whole new photo story for it, a 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. 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, 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!!). 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! 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'

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

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 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. 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!! 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’ 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 Ag, he was successful, and we packed up and moved to Gunnedah, where they stayed for the remainder of their life, living happily, ever after so to speak. They both loved Gunnedah. 5. A childhood most people would kill for (and photo of Dad’s 1970’s Morris Mini Moke!) I didn’t know it at the time but I had a childhood that some people would kill for. Having a happy and carefree childhood, with both loving parents (yin/yang) sets you up for the rest of your life, in a positive mindset and with inner assurance, happiness and confidence. (Unfortunately, I had 3 or 4 rotten teachers along the way [home school is the way to go]) but all in all, the happy childhood shines through, to get you through life‘s trials and tribulations. There is a slight trade-off, of having a happy childhood; there’s a certain personality type who didn’t have a happy childhood, and, or, who had a power tripping father; and who can recognise it in you, and they immediately hate you, they hate seeing anyone happy or confident. They have chips on their shoulder. (Those people also hate seeing a pet well cared for too, it is instant subconscious jealousy). Men in particular have a problem with confident women, whereas I find a lot of women hate other women who are happy, especially if they’re not married. I’ve mentioned before that one thing that is needed to keep a marriage going well, is an effort to show respect towards your partner, I feel it’s the same with children too - we all had quite a lot of respect in our family, my parents were respectful towards me, for the most part, and vice versa. I will give you an example here, I’m pretty sure I’ve already written about this but it was deleted, so I’m writing it again. My dad used to collect our mail every day after he finished work from the letterbox at the front of the house, no one else really paid any attention to the mail (no such thing as online shopping back then) But if any of us did receive a letter, on the rare occasion, then dad would seek us out and personally hand-deliver the letter to us. I just thought this was normal behaviour, but as I have since lived in various situations and locations, and have come across various people, I have realised that this is an area where there is a fundamental lack of respect within families. Often one person dominates the family and opens any mail to anyone addressed within the household. GUESS WHAT if it’s not addressed to you then you shouldn’t be opening it, regardless of who you are, and by the way, it is actually a crime to open somebody else’s mail, this includes within the family, obviously unless you’re a carer for an incapacitated person. But more to the point it is just disrespectful and unempowering. This area also crosses over to phone messages, taking phone messages, and giving phone messages. I’ve noticed there are some people who just don’t know how to do this basic courtesy, and it all comes down to a lack of respect for somebody else, because they haven’t learnt how to be respectful in their family growing up. I guess lack of empathy too. Back to our family, Dad always cleaned up after himself too, but I don’t think I ever saw him with a vacuum, the traditional role of housewife and bread maker, prevailed, but he never left mess for her, and often cleaned the kitchen; as I wrote before (actually I think it was stolen, but, every night after mum cooked the family meal, he would do the washing up, even when I started to learn to cook, and left huge messes in the kitchen, he would still clean the kitchen up (what a dad!) – we all gave him the nickname of the dick-washer! (His name was a Richard, but everyone called him Dick! He liked doing it, as he could spend a couple of hrs every night on his own, and swoosh back half a bottle of wine. And honesty was big, there were no lies, no one had any need to lie, ever. I’ve actually been told most women were jealous of my father. I can only suppose it was because, you know, back in his day, in the 50s, he was a swing dancer, master of the Lindy hop!! Lol, plus, you know, he never ‘hooned’ while driving, not even a little bit at the lights when they change, very responsible. You know, he took out health insurance for the whole family (only since none of us were sickly it was never used, although, even after all the kids left home, and they were no longer listed on the health plan, dad kept it for himself and mum, but when dad got sick (pancreatic cancer in his early 70’s) - do you think the health provider took care of him? After what, 50yrs of paying regular health insurance, they did NOT look after him, it was not for a couple of weeks of waiting around in pain in Sydney, when finally, one of the nurses noted he had private health insurance, so then he was taken and operated on, with an operation extending his life, giving him another 6mnths or so to live (pancreatic cancer is fatal). Anyway, back to my father hero story, as I’m old and wise now I know a lot of men aren’t like this at all, they’re bullies who don’t know how to live and be happy and raise a child. I hate those fathers because it is their daughters that I encounter on a daily basis and that I have to take to combat because of their dysfunction. So, shape up Australian parents, you’ve got a long way to go. All the siblings have grown up and gone their separate ways - and have been somewhat disappointing in my opinion. I’m not sure how we can be so different but perhaps it was schooling, we each went to a different secondary school. I recall my sister being given a choice when she was 10, if she wanted to go to the same boarding school as me, she said, she noted a change in me, for the worse, and so DID NOT want to go to that school!! So, she went to the local Catholic school. {I believe I did change too; I went from a happy loving environment into a bitch environment; not good for anyone let alone 11-year-old little girl}. Then after Daniel had some difficulties at Tas, he did his final 2 yrs at the local high school where he was much happier, (mum and dad installed a small punching bag and a big boxing bag for him, so he too could learn to fight – I tell you, fairytale childhoods!) so Tomas followed suit at the local high school too. We have different morals and values. Some items were stolen when they were around, if it wasn’t them, it was someone trying to make it look like them. (Never underestimates DOGS) But I know they’re certainly very disrespectful towards me, they cannot handle the fact that I’m not married -just like them (a common theme in Australia, everyone wants to be the same as everyone else). Well not me! And they certainly can’t handle the dogs that follow me around. When Daniel and Sherry got married, I was excluded from wedding cake, and Daniels, big boob wife gave me dog soap for xmas - I do not have a dog. My sisters main aim was to play sides with everyone I encounted, and now, stupid dogs from TV, copy her, like popular American celebs who (don’t they have anything better to concern themselves with, other than my family and I). After dad died it was a bit of a case of ‘when the cats away the mice will play’. I certainly don’t want anything to do with them, it’s better for my health, not only my mental health, but physical health, you know when a sibling wants something they can be very wilful, even if they want you gone. Although mine are far more easily manipulated by other dogs who want to play sides too. Btw, all my siblings are considered ‘fully functioning’ and are “comfortable”, so when you read my blog and you see the photo of this Mini Moke, which represents ‘fun and freedom’ from the 70s, don’t get the wrong idea about my parents; parenting without an Ironfist, is the only way to parent as far as I am concerned. It’s just I am a little different than most, and society is not yet quite fully equipped for me. At least I have fond happy childhood memories of everyone. I remember the last Christmas we were all together, quite some time ago when dad was still alive and he paid for all the food. I specifically remember it because, as per usual I was doing all the cooking, and that year would've been the hottest day that I was aware of, I checked the temperature gauge, it was 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was 44°C - in the shade. My feet had swollen up from the heat so much so, that I could no longer wear my shoes, so I had been in the kitchen cooking with no shoes, by the end of that day I was in some pain, and that was the end for me, of any more hot Christmas lunches with the hot ovens going. {Albeit, I do remember the food that year was delicious!} – I also wrote about the hottest day, in 2020, on my blog, but could not find it – gone. The photo next to that one is another shot of the 6. Holwood house near Currabubula, with the car! Ford Falcon , the trusted family car. In 1983 dad won the lottery on the scratchies, (!!) what did he do; bought a ford falcon, and sent me to private boarding school. We rocked up to my school in that car, - not that I really was paying too much attention then, but later, so it seems, (I have the gift of seeing now what I couldn’t see back then) - then, I wasn’t into cars in anyway, nor was I into the monetary value of such things, but apparently some young 11yr old girls are (I hate to think what their family life was like, yuk and superficial). So those few year 7 girls noticed my car and assumed our family was really poor, (!) and I was there on some sort of charity case. Most of the cars that were parked in that year 7 carpark on the first day were Volvos, Mercedes, and new modern cars, none of them certainly had any dust on them from driving on muddy dirty roads like ours! (even though it was a school full of famers daughters!). Farmers had ‘town cars’. By the way, I enrolled to go horse riding, and spent 4 years horse riding, each term, I felt I was lucky to do this, although the cost of it wasn’t that great in my opinion, if I recall, about $120 a term and there were 3 terms a year. (Owning a horse would have worked out to be far greater) And I could really do as much horse riding as I wished after school and on the weekends, - I got my bang for my buck! And anyway, I put it down to my parents being able to afford horse riding, because they didn’t waste money on expensive cars. A lot of girls with expensive cars couldn’t afford to go horse riding, and were jealous. (I’m from a family who has common sense, well at least dad did anyway, that’s where I get it from!! Mum – 4 kids, actually she wanted 5 – total nutter!! I actually believe that fact that they could send me away was a bit of a relief for mum, as it was one less to look after, not that she would have agreed. But, as a sidebar, if it were not for mums 4th born, our family house would’ve burnt down back in 1986! You see when Tomas was born, as there was such a large gap between him and everyone else, everyone just loved him, everyone thought he was the cutest little toddler ever, he used to make everyone laugh with joy! He really had ‘carte blanche’, and did whatever he pleased - for example, mum had a rule that at dinner times, everyone was to sit at the kitchen table for the whole duration of the meal until everyone had finished – ‘family time’, she was really strict about it. But Tomas, well, this rule seemed not to apply to him, he could wander around and do as he felt needed! I guess in retrospect he may have been a little brat! Actually I don't remember him being a brat when he was young - too cute, but when he was older, 18, he definitely was! Rude and disrespectful in my opinion! And, I am aware that this ‘carte blanche’ can cause mental health problems in some people when they're older, because they never learnt discipline, and how, not to “have their own way” all the time, when they were young. So they were never given the chance to throw that tantrum when they were 2yrs old, as parents never wanted to see them cry. (So, this one night he had wandered off, and he returned back into me, and took my hand and said “come e-lily, come” (he could not yet pronounce Emily). He insisted, (as, I had not been giving the gift of ‘carte blanche’ ! ) 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 new about my loud scream, thus I suspect why I was chosen – not to mention the prettiness! And soon 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 (I think I may have written about this before), 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 seen 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 the say so. It comes from a place of fear, basically their own personal fear, which inevitably will be projected onto their child. This is really wrong, not that I am one of those people that tells other people what to do, but it’s just so really obviously wrong, and 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 the finances to their friends. One more family thing: just a thought, parents who raise their kids to be sent away out of their childhood community, are LOST, 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. AND 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. Those ‘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. 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 (every second person in Australia is a bully, due to careful emigration tactics- read later my story about British Emigration Tactics – and actually it turns out, not only the Brits did, and are still doing this.) So, if they’re slandering you, telling you you’re crazy and or stupid, whatever, - not only are they 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. 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 in order to pull your socks up. 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!!! The last photo across that row shows a 'roof' shot of my much loved front yard at Rangari, in 2017, with my HUGE vege patch and Fruit Tree strips; 9. Stolen Garden So, the farm where I had been living for 10 years, was tragically sold by my landlord, David and Brenda Heywood, to my neighbour Steve and Sophie Carter, who already owned a large station at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW. And I was asked to leave, as Sophie (formerly Sophie Powell – starting to see yet? - Well actually, no you probably can’t see - I’ve only just remembered that Sophie‘s maiden name is Powell (2021), she, and Charlotte Powell, and Amy Powell, would all be related. And Amy Powell was in my year, and if you read my “school bully” story, Amy has a starring role. I’m not going to repeat what I wrote, but to cut a long story short, the bullying had nothing to do with me. I didn’t know anything about the bullying that was going on. But Amy must have, I’m thinking, has gone and whinged to her older relatives Sophie and Charlotte, about me, and they possibly have been responsible for a lot of harassment, that I have encountered. I mean, I have no idea actually what Charlotte Powell looks like, and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t of even known what Sophie Powell looked like had not seen her on that day when she came by and told me that she could fit a family in my house, (not that she had a family lined up) so there’s probably a whole heap of other revolting situations that this family has inflicted, that I do not know about - looks to me they are a whole bullying family. And I guess the only thing I have to say here is; get screwed, get a life, leave me the hell alone, you little dogs. (It was only a letter get a grip wussies, written by a little girl in yr 7, and involved mere name-calling, who cares, why would you follow someone around and hate on them for thinking they did it? You are ALL nuts) Anyway, back to the story; so, Sophie, said they wanted to put family in the house, (what a naive attitude, she is a blonde, a fake blonde) and Steve said he wanted a farmhand to live there. (The real reason was pure Shameful Australian Gardening Jealousy - There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I had little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, my weight, even the way I speak. And they try to sabotage, (women are jealous of everything - they are disgusting) They also try to sabotage my fabric designs, and any other item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a “Gold Star Dog” problem, that is taught by primary school teachers who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely STUPID. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) - Related: This is what happens in my life: every time I walk in front of a crowded open street café, I would have some girl yell out in an abusive aggressive insulting manner at me, this happens every single time I walk past a café, every time, no matter what part of Australia – even in the café at Bunnings – just minding my own business shopping, walking past the café - DOGS !! Oh, I had some dog in Hollywood,(2025) try to tell me that it was just women laughing, as women do in a restaurant situation. And that I was, you know, reacting in a ‘mentally unhealthy’ way. So fuck you - you stupid dog. This is not the case at all, and who the hell do you think you are? If I say I have some girl yelling out at me in an “abusive and aggressive manner” then that's what happened. Take your “trying to save the stupid dogs” - embarrassing and shameful narcissism and shove it up your arse. And yes, for many years, you have been WRONG. At one point you will have to admit it. (stupids). Anyway, I was devastated, (still am several yrs later) as I had planted 1000’s of trees, shrubs, herbs, veges and fruit trees, possibly 10’s of 1000’s, I found a real passion for nature, especially the native flowers. I had planted so many native plants, that I was able to collect the seed and sell it online as a business “Farm Plants and Seeds” (today, if I were still there, I would be rich! all my hard work brought to fruition, there is a huge demand, especially for edible plants, covid19 times, everyone has cash to spend on gardening. I also put solar panels on the roof and built an above ground lap pool to sort out my 3 slipped discs in my back (not to mention exercise) And, not to mention the chook yard, sheds, fences, fruit fly tunnels, shade house, landscaping, etc., etc. I mean, I buried 3 of my cats under 3 orange trees. Just many hrs of hard work that was only possible for a genuine love of the land. (Btw, after I was asked to leave by David and Brenda, David told me, that he had tried to give me ‘hints’ that I would have to leave, as obviously if I had of known, I would not have spent $38000 on a pool and solar panels – David was still yet 15yrs away from retirement age, I did not know he was going to sell to Carters in 2018, and I did not know that he knew the Carters would want my house vacant. –I’m thinking to myself “what bloody hints?” what an idiot giving me “hints” YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. I truly can’t believe how unthinking people are! So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food /good health has been stolen out of pure jealousy. So, in this little story, I am trying portray how angry I was back then, about being thrown out, and still somewhat are. All those people involved in my ‘casting out’ of Gunnedah ought to be truly ashamed of yourselves, and bad things will happen to you, you’d better be prepared. BTW, I watched Steve Carter, as he suddenly kept coming around to my house, this was before he purchased the farm, before I knew he was going to purchase it (but he knew) - and he knew deep down (somewhere in that brain of his), he could not just kick someone out of their home, so I watched him come up with all sorts of reasons why he should, picking fights with me over nothing. I listened to jealous dogs manipulate him, assuming the worst…...Olivia Newton-John, Maggie Bear and Bette Midler had something to do with the brainwashing too. Aswell as the show ‘Insight’ – For some reason I had dogs on SBS, they got all the farmers wives in Gunnedah to hurtle abuse at me, not really sure what the point was. I’m guessing jealousy, (that is the typical underlying issue that concerns other women when it comes to me); about where I was living, I struck gold. That women who hosts, is quite nice, a female with commonsense, but easily manipulated same as everyone else. I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Dogs brain washing Steve Carter. Stupid fucking dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid fucking women, so fucking hopeless I can’t believe it. I have come to the realization that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS thing, she is friends with some of the girls I saw on that show. Jessica is the one who helped turn my tooth black, along with Gina Burn - trying to convince people I was on drugs – Major bullying going on in Gunnedah. Btw, I do not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school, nor Gina Burn? Both their sisters were in my year, neither were enemies in any way. Stupid dogs. But I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Stupid dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid women, so fucking evil, I can’t believe it. So, Steve Carter reckons he was making all the decisions! Ha! The only positive part of my eviction was that I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is a typical power tripping bully misogynist (that whole family is, and I have a NO BULLIES rule in my life, even though after I received the 3mnths notice letter from Heywood’s, I phoned Steve Carter to see if I could stay; all that work I had done, I was not about to give it up – I told him I was an excellent tenant who always paid my rent on due date, but he said no) I guess living somewhere slightly warmer is better too, because of my virus situation. Plus, I could leave the petty thievers behind -or so I thought, they are still stealing from me up here in QLD too (retailers follow me home). There was a mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, I am pretty sure the sales girl was incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman, - my family is fucked too) whenever there is a girl at the shop, I get ripped off by that shop. (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) I should mention – that ‘girl’ factor, that still happens now in 2021 at Gin Gin, if the ‘girl’ is there then they will not fix my sewing machine (had to throw it out ($1000 worth) will not treat me at the Dr’s (literally have to go elsewhere), heaps, 100’s now, of other examples I could mention. I do not know this evil girl – I do not know how those bimbo shop owners/receptionists could allow some evil girl in, to dictate what customers they can or cannot have? That girl needs to be severely fined. I think that girl must be from TV industry – those people are worshipped. And whenever I try to leave a review and mention this stupid blonde bimbo who has been “placed” in the shop to try and steal from me; my reviews get rejected from Google Maps. For some reason, staff on Google Maps do not want to admit that there is literally a blonde bimbo following me around stealing from me, they think it's “crazy”. I can assure you this stupid blonde bimbo is very very real (and yes, it is always a blonde – but not always the same one. The dogs are doing a “blonde” thing. They think they are funny. I'm trying to do something about their bullying ways, but Google are trying to pretend a part of life doesn't happen. (Could be organized by Google?? IT nerd problem?? – this would be something stupid they would do. "We want to talk about stupid blondes"} Admin people on Google Maps; you are stupid. {Apparently the one Google staff who is obsessed with me and deleting all my reviews, even if I create a different account, is black a “black bitch” I was in informed – yeeeah I’m sure.} I was also informed, they "insert" thieving stupid blondes, because they want me to "live in fear". Well you stupid little blondes, your plan has backfired. And how typical of a stupid blonde to come up with such a cockaninnie plan: you are stupid, you are thieves: go fuck yourselves. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. 10 Years of gardening in my Garden at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW 11. I spent a lot of time horseriding in my youth, I loved it. This is a photo of me on a horse at a riding school (if you could call it that) in Tamworth near Kootingal. It was more like ‘grab a horse and let’s go for a ride in the mountains’ !! it was great fun- that riding school knew how to live life. I miss riding. 12. Travelled twice in 30yrs - Travel sickness So basically, in the past 30 years I’ve only travelled twice, once to Port Douglas for my brother’s wedding, and once to Sydney, and both those times I got sick, and both of those times I believe it was a deliberate attack on me. In Cairns it was a girl outside my Thala hotel room where the air con was – pacing up and down for hrs, very suspicious {such stupidity outside?}. The other was in Sydney at Mount Annan gardens, those BOYS in black hanging around my car, again highly suspicious (read my Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan photo story). I feel it worth mentioning - there is truly an element of evil out there who know about the weakening affect that a virus has on a person’s immune, and it’s a big handicap if you have a virus in your body - it has to fight it, constantly weakening you. (Or stupid dogs who spit in peoples food do not know about the contamination factor (spitting in food is a problem in this country, after hearing many chef stories in my time, you would never eat out again, ever, if you knew). Other people are disgusting. I did travel to Melbourne in 2006 - I moved there for a very brief time for 3 months, and in that time, I did not get sick, so that’s something. It seems I have the stupid bimbos who are hung up on class, follow me around, if I travel for a holiday - I have them on my back, as they do not consider me worthy of having a holiday, and so follow me around and persecute me and try to make me sick, give me a virus – they can do it – BUT STILL STUPID, STUPID MENTALITY. Why I get picked on when I travel is an issue those perps will have to take up with God (seriously, take it up with God, it’s no good trying to exact revenge on someone when they don’t even know what you stupid issue is). Get a brain and start praying. Also, I have noted there are certain sectors of society who know what’s going on with me, and if those people are ever present whenever I go anywhere the dogs who hound me, skedaddle. I’m not entirely sure who those people are, maybe they’re just people of importance, in the right spot at the right time, because most dogs are revolting if they think no one is watching (they steal mainly). Newsflash, someone is always watching. BTW, one of the reasons I never go anywhere is because I have dogs that follow me around, and harass me, when I travel, again I think Cathy Goldman is behind it - rack off you stupid psycho dog (I think she rounds up anyone who has crossed my path, ever, and brings them along with herself to follow me on my trip, I am certain I saw her with at least 50 young girls when I was in Port Douglas, for my brother’s wedding). What is wrong with her? She belongs in jail. Thieving dogs. Go on your own goddam holiday. I’ve also noticed, if I go out for a day trip or a morning trip somewhere, like across to the nearest big city, or as I’ve moved to Queensland, I can drive over to the beach; I’m pretty sure I have seen my neighbours follow me, it’s very odd, they don’t actually approach or interact with me. They just follow me. When I visited Moore Park Beach once, instead of the typical empty beach, there were at least 20 people there, all just staring at me, one tried to steal a necklace from my bag, and one hissed at me. (! – that could have been a snake?) The last outing, to the local beach up here, I had at least 12 people follow me to this really remote and quiet alcove (on a Wednesday morning); it’s really unbearable to have people follow me like this wherever I go. Don’t they have anything better to do? Why would they think I would want their company - or at any rate, want someone watching me from afar? As they don’t usually bother interacting. Total perverts. I mean what’s wrong with them? Don’t they have any common sense in this area, or are they just so arrogant, that they think it’s fine, following some woman around? Someone told me it was politicians following me around, someone else told me it was just arseholes wanting to catch me in an unguarded moment, to try to humiliate me on camera. Someone else said it was Centrelink staff, or people who think anyone receiving any Centrelink payment, ought not be allowed to go anywhere. {Such stupid people; as if they have a say in where I go; so arrogant - anyone else who thinks that they have the right to tell me what to do in life, or where to go/ where not to go, is beyond stupid.} I have always thought it was the ‘dog network’. Anyway, who knows really what their motives, I have no idea why they would follow me around. But I hate it. It’s not like I’m famous or anything, maybe you would expect a famous actress or singer to be followed around. But even then, that behaviour is really quite absurd and certainly, I’m sure, it would be unwanted. It’s total uninvited, unsought, unasked for, uncalled for, unrequested, undemanded, not required, unprompted, unwelcome, condescending, antagonistic behaviour. After writing this, they still do it – everywhere I go. Also, I’ve noticed a pattern that goes on, hard to explain, but there’s a bit, then another bit, then there’s a big commotion! like a plane will go over, and cars hoon past. Or a boat and a plane and a helicopter, plus car revving….. car hooning, motorbikes hooning, sometimes verbal harassment. I am not going to explain anymore, it’s too tedious, plus I really usually have no idea why there is such a commotion. But stalker narcissism related. You know, if I do not do what you like, and since you never told me what you expected, then it you have only yourselves to blame. There is no point ‘sending in the dogs’. Repco, stop sending in the dogs. I don’t have extreme amounts of money to spend in your shop, deal with it. Such absurdity, and childish tantrums. What do they want, the perfect customer all the time – one who is a millionaire! It seems to me retailers have got some major control issues; why would you want to control me? We do not know each other, we’re not married, we have NO RELATIONSHIP at all – and as a result, you do not get a say in my life. (Just by the by, I would never tolerate such imbecile of childish nature in my life, – only a sucker would. You might want to stop after 2). It’s like I have to remember in the future to NOT start my day until 3PM, if I want to go out somewhere, in peace and quiet. When I was at cairns for my brother’s wedding, I went to a national park spot which was a creek with rapids and clear water – but it was so unbearable, because there were so many people, 100’s IF NOT 1000’S, in this beautiful pristine spot – RUINING IT. (I don’t believe related to me, just tourists, except for the dog there that yelled out at me as I walked past, quite typical at this point in my life – surprised there was no food – just water!!). There are too many people in this world already. Also, if there is no prospect of ever owing your own home (read below HOPE), or no prospect of travelling, then, what exactly is the point of working for some rich dick with a bunch of stupid bully bitches in the work place? Come on, tell me? {Since I put this in, they increased rents, so a home loan is now cheaper than the cheapest rent option, but TOO LATE.} Possibly older girls in that girl Wainberg’s year stalking me? (If this is true, talk about an unhealthy obsession. And, it’s not like I feed them! You know, like stray cats. This reminds me of this little story; I noticed when I think about myself, and conjure up an image in my mind, I often imagine myself as I once looked when I was 18, that is, in a slim trim and ‘the beauty of youth’ way, I no longer look like this at all, (approaching 50), but yet I still imagine that tight little butt, with hardly any fat!! Quite different to the reality of what my butt looks like now! J - It’s just a harmless, positive wishful thinking way of thinking, I guess! But I notice with women, like the above mentioned, this is what they do when they think of themselves, and their personality and their nature, they think they are someone really good and just, without any flaws, dysfunction or biases. They don’t know, they can’t see, their own dysfunction. Like these girls following me around trying to play God - this is a major dysfunction. WAKE UP. I am also fairly sure, those girls, not only steal from me literally, but they steal buying ‘opportunities’, like, things that I see advertised, like specials, at the supermarket, or eBay bids, they swoop in and buy before I get a chance, if there’s something I want I never win, there’s always some rich person who wants to beat me? {This was before when I was living at Rangari and not banned from ebay at that point}. But I think they still do it; aswell if I note some product is really good, or on sale, and has been for several months, as soon as I see it, suddenly it goes, again before I get a chance to purchase. ANNOYING Oh, I just remembered, I also drove over to Coffs Harbour in 2005, it’s only 4 hours from Gunnedah. I stayed in a shack holiday house in the forest. I took my four cats. I visited a Butterfly sanctuary and I went snorkelling, it was still tremendous - it was the middle of winter and the water was freezing, but I didn’t get sick (this was pre-initial virus). It was a memorable weekend. Rosey ran away into to forest (Norwegian Forest Cat) I had to stay another night! Well, if I must. I think the dogs tried to gain entrance with owner of shack holiday house, but failed (they don’t usually fail, hence my blog, so, this situation, I had a lovely time, no dogs no sabotages, nothing went wrong. AMAZING. More beeping outside as I write. Also, when I worked briefly as a live-in nanny, we all travelled to Port Douglas, no dogs there then (oh wait, there was, at the hotel restaurant, a girl stole my buffet dinner plate full of food while I was in the bathroom). Thieving dogs – that girl would have snuck in to the fancy hotel restaurant, and just helped herself to my food. Thieving scum. Those hotel people were happy to have her; she must have been pretty. I would have given her the boot. I find it extraordinary how pretty much All other people, think it's perfectly fine for thieving stupid skanky bimbos, to steal from me. Well, it's not, and you thinking it's okay, makes you guilty, just like the thief, and like that stupid thief; you’re going to have to pay eventually too.} Before 30 years ago, after I finished my Associate Diploma, worked a couple of years, I went to a friend’s house for a holiday who lived in Hongkong. Ofcourse there was no internet back then, and so travelling when so young is kind of wasted. But I do feel Travel in general is way overrated, (a lot of desperate people in the industry trying to push it, trying to get as much money out of you as possible). Better off spending money on some good house features. Actually, I don’t really recommend travel for anyone under the age of 40 either, particularly girls. Even if you’re not on your own and with a friend or a group you’re still going to have people steal from you, according to YouTube there are absolute professionals thieves out there now, there is a whole industry of people who steal from tourists. Pickpocketer are rife in Europe, particular France, because the police there take a ‘soft approach’ with pickpocketer, who are mainly young stupid girls. I have enough problems with people stealing from me in my own home town, so travelling would be a huge problem with me. I saw on YouTube, some Chinese guy travelling in Italy, he had a body cam on whilst travelling through the subway, and he caught a whole family working together to steal from him and his family, and he managed to break one of the thieving girls finger! So, hooray for him! 13. Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends No one tells you at school that there’s going to be girls who follow you around and try to eavesdrop on your conversations, with your friends and family. They are desperate for ideas, they want to know everything that young people are into, what their interests are, what they want to talk about. In fact, I would say it’s more about those two things, than even what they’re spending habits are. Which is why I think it’s radio related - people from the radio industry are desperate for ideas to talk about. Anything that comes out of your mouth, they grab hold off, like parasites. So, not only do you have to be mindful of people “purvin” on what you say, but you can actually be quite influential, so you have to be careful about that too. You have people watching you all the time, well, I did. I remember specifically on the train home from Fashion school, at Tafe, at Hornsby, all along the North Shore, against peak time, so there were not many people in the carriages, I frequently had youngish girls follow me, and if I were travelling with someone, like a friend from Tafe, then those girls would sit right next to us, in the empty carriage for the sole point of eavesdropping on our conversation – I mean they were totally obsessed with me. Very odd, you know, I am a normal healthy thinking person, surely, we are not that unique? I mean I know I have met my fair-share of bimbos in my life, but it can’t be that rare, that you would follow a seemingly interesting person and hang on every word they said? Then they copy everything, they copy everything, they have no common sense. They also don’t tell you at school, if the dogs steal from you, then later, after they have stolen from you, there are packs of people, (women) who work together, to come up with a plan to try and disrespect you, inorder to protect themselves against any accusations that you might make; so, you lose credibility. A plot against your credibility. (What do you think metal health units are for? – I can asure you, it is this sole point, of dicrediblity.) I am adding to this story; After my neighbour left today (April 2022) on his blue Superbike, a huge retrofitted Harley Davidson. When another neighbour down a bit, had someone turn up at her place, with a purple superbike Harley Davidson; it was like they were copping my neighbour – they wanted to show off their bike too!! Also, the blonde daughter in a show I am watching this easter (Start Up) looks like that “short blonde bimbo” I am always raving about who follows me around and steals from me. Just a feeling. (Excellent show) 14. Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) When I was 18, I moved to Sydney to start my study then working career in the fashion industry. As a young single girl on minimum wage there was not much hope in actually being able to afford to buy a house. Housing was very expensive then, and still is. Banks are reluctant to give young single ladies any kind of loan, (I recall at 25yrs, CBA even rejected my small car loan, – but Nissan Finance saved me, but at twice the bank rate). So, after another 5 years, I realized buying a house was out of the question, and thus the whole point of working became a moot point. {This would have only been overcome by getting a home loan as soon as you got your first job.} So, with no hope of obtaining my own home, I packed up and moved to the country, where I was happy enough with not much money and renting a cheap old farmhouse. Which was easy to do back then, - there were plenty of farmhouses to choose from. Unfortunatly, due to all those farmers I knew growing up who had multiple quadruple quintuple kids, suddenly in 2018 there were no more farmhouses (not only farmhouses) but no houses left at all to rent in Gunnedah, NONE. Now, as I had worked out, as long as I took a cheap rental at no more than $150/week, then this would be a good alternative to buying a house, affordability wise, it would be cheaper to rent (mainly due to greedy over-priced council rates, who want all the money to spend on unnecessary road works, to keep young hopeless men employed, - never ending dog cycle). Unfortunately, life is different when you get older, you actually need a house for security, and freedom from stupid twit landlords. Times have slightly changed, (but banks still won't give single ladies a home loan) But, the gov will, under the First Home Loan Deposit Scheme, plus there is a Grant, (rules apply, but if you work full time, you’re in luck – you should do this if you have just started working at age 20 or so, no point wasting your money on rent. NONE; rent is for naive suckers, NO, rent is for VICTIMS). Personally, I am really not sure what my parents were thinking, when they sent me down to Sydney to start paying those high rents (perhaps not thinking at all). But. no hard feelings. As we have internet now with real estate sites, people can search and see housing prices across all of Australia. I was inspired to write this story because now even young people without any money or any hope can look at this app, especially when they are young to determine what kind of lifestyle they want, how much money will they need to buy a house, what’s the minimum amount they will need, this hope was unavailable when I was 18. (a lot of kids have parents who will put down a deposit for them (some buy them a house on their 18th) – you should pressure your parents, as they should not have had kids if they can’t afford at least a deposit for you, they have to provide hope, in my opinion. Too late for me at age 48, (too late gov, even though rental prices are more expensive than mortgage repayments). But not too late if you’re just starting out in the work place at 20. I encourage all young girls to get this app and start looking! It will give them hope and a goal. (You do have to be careful of outsource parties, who have application process onsite: if you’ve ever had a dispute with a landlord, then the application won’t go through on ANY other listings that you apply for - which is completely unfair, and basically discriminatory. This is why you need your own home, because you get discriminated against as a renter. IT’S THE MAIN REASON ACTUALLY. And Rental real estate girls are young, and the worst. Landlords are greedy arsholes, you will inevitably have problems with them if you’re a single lady – they can’t but help OVERSTEP the boundary. They are useless and weak. Note, in 2024 I had extreme problems using realestate.com, they refused all my 40 applications based on my income, “not enough” for even the cheapest rental in Australia. Can you believe that, and what a waste of time putting in applications with all their privacy abuses – wanting to know ALL my financial information, salaries, any other incomes… past residences up to 7yrs for one of them, acquaintances, landlords, references – they are truly tyrannically evil. Since I am low income, it is not too much for me to give up my financial information, all 40 real estates who requested it! (infact it has saved me several times from the stupid little bimbos who work there – see, I have little money, no point following me for the point of stealing….) anyway, but I imagine if you are wealthy, being forced to give them this info would be a total privacy outrage – I would encourage you to forge information if this is the case, - as it is NONE OF THEIR FUCKING BUSINESS – who do they think they are the tax office!! I resorted to putting a poster up at my local supermarket for ‘rental wanted’, lucky I got a reply, otherwise I would be sleeping on the beach. You cannot trust .com or real estates in Australia. Although I suspect the reason I have my new good place is not about me, it is about my landlord; there's something he needs to know, something along the lines of my "stolen pliers story" - in fact, exactly the same issue: old man over the age of 50 with certain types of personalities, they are completely blind. I'm not a man worshipper, I'm not going to worship you. I'm respectful, and polite. But that is the extent of my 'man worshipping' - you're just going have to deal with that old men, and stop taking your "I want to be God and worshipped" frustrations, out on single ladies. The ones in this area also use fear tactics. LOL! If you do not have a deposit for a home loan when you start working, you really have to live at home with your parents in order to save for at least that. And, I have heard about parents charging their young kids rent – OMG, only a total tight-fisted, stingy, selfish cretin would charge their kids rent. If your parents are charging you rent, you should probably move out anyway, as you would be better off without such anti-love in your life {fair enough if you all want to work out food bills, but rent, no way, those parents ought to be hung. The family home is meant to be a safe place, and as a parent if you have not given your child enough skills to be independent, you will have to endure them at home. YOUR FAULT. Not to mention any money for other accommodations.} Oh, and you can’t study at uni/Tafe if your home life isn’t happy, you need somewhere safe and comfortable, so you can concentrate on studying, and not have to worry about thieving flatmates, or high rents, and all the other problems associated with being a young single person with no money, I mean you really have to eliminate all other problems from your life, so you can take studying, and a career seriously. I know I did this when I started my first job, but really you have to start at college too! Parties are way over-rated, not that I was a party person, but study is not just ‘something to do’. And you certainly can’t be going through any medical situations either. Btw, a young 20-year-old girl just out of college on her own has got no chance of succeeding, you are way too much of an open book and you’ll be taken advantage of at every turn, and there are forces at play trying to stop you, they hate women in power. Apparently its ‘political’ and there are old men, in power, who drive around and try to muck things up for unmarried women, or women who are banded together, as there is a strength in women uniting, certain men can’t stand it – they can’t stand that strength. (All other issues about retarded (retarded as in socially inadequate) men who follow single ladies around too). Maybe I would suggest to find someone at college you can trust, team up and go into business together, but having said that, really the whole marketplace is organised already, it’s like one great big crime network, and the big players destroy the small players, so they can make more and more, and more…. the whole workplace is dominated by the biggest bullies on the block. So new starters really don’t have much of a chance, well, not unless you’re really savvy, and have a lot of savvy older help. So, if you are on your own, without friends and allies, you will not succeed. I wish someone had told me about all the obstacles. I felt it was a case of the blind leading the blind when I was younger. I attended Fashion School, and learnt the basics, but hands on experience by a competent mentor in the workplace, would have been good too (actually getting a competent person would be hard) BUT I recall one helpful teacher stating, young girls make plenty of common mistakes when they are starting out, and it is better to make those mistakes on someone else’s’ dime, rather than on your own in a new business!! Lol, it’s true, very true, plus it is so nice to get that first ever pay check at the end of the first week. And again, I will state here, they, as in high school and higher education, do not teach about pay/conditions/overtime/super/holiday/your rights/minimum wage/ salaries etc etc (SHAMEFUL). Managing money. Also btw, that first job I got after graduating from my Associate Diploma Course, was at Bonds. And, that company was the only one, of two employers who actually paid my super in that 10yr period of working in the Fashion Industry. But I was still very much underpaid at this job, as a 20-year-old girl compared to the young 20-year-old boys who worked there (they got an extra $200/week more than my wage, and they did not have a 2yr associate diploma). Also, I was a very conscientious worker, I worked quite hard, I didn’t ever stand around chitchatting like most of the other girls did. I was told I was the only one that actually got any work done in that Sample room! But actually, it was a little bit of a hindrance, being so diligent, because it is expected, in a workplace full of women, to undergo a specific amount of chitchat, it’s like a required social rule. (I have never been big on social norms, ‘norms’ are for coward sheep types) Just sidebar; I recall at school noticing how ‘sheep like’ all the girls were, it used to ‘incense me’,- you don’t all have to wear liberty shirts and do your hair in a big poofs (the ‘tucked pony tail!’) And when I started using Sydney Gregory’s, I noticed so many street names and towns were named after ones in England – it’s like back in the day, they were so fearful of being creative of any sort, like thinking up a new name! Or the Sydney Art Gallery, it was based on the famous Pushkin Museum in Moscow, practically identical front fascard! So, I can see, as I get older, that we’ve actually evolved along the way, compared to how we were back at the dawn of settlement time. But really this area is a total coward area. And if you read my “Designs to match Personalities”, you can see it is something that I also struggle with a bit. I felt I did everything right in order to make a career and money, but it wasn’t really the work that proved to be hard in the workplace, the impossible thing is dealing with bimbo bully dogs, actually they make it really difficult and impossible for my personality type. And it’s pointless staying in such a situation where bullying and female exclusion games exist (not to mention toilet attacks in the bathroom). In the end I felt for my own health, my mental health, and physical health, I would most definitely have to leave the workplace and I did. And it was the best decision I ever made. As I was able to start up a little business on my own which worked out well enough albeit short in the whole cash area. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace. DOGS. {Someone mentioned to me that this is society’s motto (based on Darwin’s theory) of ‘survival of the fittest’ – she pointed out to me, if we allow this to be the case in society we would end up with a dog bully work place only, with no diversity, creativity or intelligence. So true. Update in 2022; the cost of rent has soared and it is now cheaper to pay a home loan repayment on a cheap house or unit, than the cheapest rentals on market – by half, which means I would have half my supposed rent left over at the end of the month, if I was paying a home loan instead (which would go towards rates). So, it is absurd to continue to pay rent. I found a cheap unit (seek and ye shall find), and contacted the bank. They said even though I have my own business, since I’m supplemented with a Centrelink payment, they would not give me the loan, they won’t even look at any other factors like my ability to pay rent of twice the price of home loan repayment. She said they think anyone who is on that payment, is irresponsible. Such irony, as the bloody bank call girl put me on hold for an hour and passed me back and forth from bank department to department. Who’s irresponsible? CBA female staffers. So, a young girl needs to know, if she has a job secured, she should be able to secure a low home loan, under $150,000, well that’s how it is now, but when I was young it was NOT this way, and who knows what it will be like in the future, but buying even a really crappy house under $100,000, beats renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving…….. It is worth securing yourself a job when you’re 18 and securing a home loan, even if you become unemployed later, you will still be able to pay the monthly repayments, but you will not be able to secure a home loan then. It will probably help if you parents go guarantor for you if your only 18. It is worth knowing this and acting on it, renting has HUGE social and physical negative impacts, I believe renting is actually life debilitating, as in, you will have a reduced life, if you're not a homeowner. You might think that's a bit extreme, but I have many examples to proof my point, from mouldy rentals, smoky rentals, asbestos rentals, toxic poison rentals, bad neighbourhood rentals; I have talked on my blog about them all, but I can give you a quick example here; medical researchers believe that 4x 20-minute saunas per week, will actually prolong your life by 66%! But if you rent, you cannot get a sauna, -so expect to die before all the home owners! For me personally, I feel basically there was no hope when I was 18, and still no hope nearing age 50 for proper home. Least at this latest address I find myself at, it is a good one finally – it has a new floor, and plenty of water and privacy, albeit, still there is thieving, and I have to be totally nazi about locking everything all the time. {in 2025 they have come up with portable steam tents, I have fashioned my own relaxi sauna:} 15. 3 bimbos who shoplifted from me when I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. They had; one girl to distract the shopkeeper (which was me) one girl to keep a look out at the door for any oncoming customers, and the other girl would do the actual stealing with a big bag, this is how they worked, all 3 girls in cahoots together, all 3 girls were relatively tall (not petite either), pretty and blonde, and they had their routine down to a tee, specifically targeting young retailers who don’t know about the girls who shoplift together like this, as a pack. Which is another reason why I’m putting it here; all young girls who work in the retail sector should be advised that people will try and steal from you, and this is how they do it (one of the ways, plus you need to discuss a plan with the manager of what do to in such a situation). Although I believe I was specifically targeted in this situation because they were under the impression that a girl from my school was in cahoots with me to shoplift (of course this is completely untrue, but I am of the understanding that the other girl did shoplift on a regular basis and she used me (as well as other girls she befriended), used as a distraction, so she could steal. I just I didn’t know about it and I wasn’t in on her little evil plan. Or, it could just have been a coincidence, but I don’t think so, knowing the way women work – their stupidity (it could have been monkeys on my back, trying to “teach me a lesson” ? So those 3 tall blonde girls, are a part of a bigger network of petty crime in Australia, acting in ‘return retaliation’ under their bizarre philosophy of what goes around comes around, and want to take matters into their own hands by playing God, and trying to recreate justice and to teach their victims a lesson (power tripping) and that’s why I called them bimbos, especially because anyone who steals is a bimbo. But stealing to teach someone a lesson for stealing, when that person was not the guilty party, (because the perpetrators had jumped to conclusions or listen to bitchy bimbo rumour and gossip) is just stupid. STUPID WOMEN. The older I get, the more unbelievable it is, to see how stupid a typical woman really is. Btw, I don’t know whether other young girls were as naive as me when it comes to petty theft. I mean I grew up in the country, on a farm, and there was no stealing in our rural life ever, nor in Gunnedah; we never experienced theft, we never talked about it, we never witnessed theft, we never heard about theft in the community, our friends never stole anything when they came round, or at large parties or social gatherings in the neighbourhood/community. We could leave our windows open all night, all day, not lock the doors either. It just wasn’t an issue AT ALL. Can you believe that? Here I am at age 48, trying to tell people about the biggest bane in my life, and you know what, its theft - petty theft by petty small minded petty (stupid) people, mostly women. Maybe girls in the city are used to this kind of behaviour. Maybe it’s the norm for girls and their friends to steal from each other, or for everyone who lives in Sydney, when they see an opportunity to steal, DO IT? It’s like they have no morals - no moral compass. I strongly suspect after I moved to Sydney when I was 18, I had women who stole from me then, and who proceeded to follow me around for, so far, the rest of my life, and have stolen from me, on a regular basis - it’s what they do, a full time for a job of petty theft. And I don’t think it’s just me they steal from, they see who I speak to, when they follow me, my family my friends, and they try to steal from them as well. I believe Tomas’s, (little brother), bike may have been stolen by exactly one of those female dogs. Actually, I recall now, as a child, I noticed this; our family, our friends, all the other young kids I knew, well, we were a certain way, with one another. Our behaviour was respectful, and this attitude was across the board, as in across all of our peers, all the varying socio-economic factors in Gunnedah. But when we got together with my cousin, who went to school in Sydney, - the inner-city suburbs, he had different standard of behaviour and respect. I really noticed it. While we got on very well, he was generally good natured, we spent many hrs together playing, and he was a smart little kid. But he had this kind of streak, kind of a bit like a ‘street tough bitch’, with that bitchyness really coming across, the older we got, the bitchier there was. It was like he had been hanging out with a lot of bitches. The kids in the country, were, way more ‘laid-back’ and good-natured. Less fight. Which proved to be a HUGE problem when I moved to Pendle Hill in Western Sydney and worked at Bonds when I was 19. Not just Sydney bullies, but Western Suburbs bullies, whole other class unto themselves of bullies. I make no apologies for having been respectful and nice. Just an observation. And you know, if a young girl notices something like this, then you can be sure it’s actually going to be even a bigger issue in Australia. Although I was later advised via telly, that my cousin played water polo, and that’s where he learnt ‘street tough bitch’ – apparently, they are quite sneaky and violent under the water, out of the public view. Lol. Actually I think I've mentioned this somewhere before, but gone; my cousin wanted to be a lawyer, all the while, while we were growing up he said he's going to grow up and be a rich lawyer. When he did the HSC, he got 99.7%, so he's pretty smart. But that wasn't smart enough to get into law school. He could either wait 3 years and apply as mature age student, or do something else. I don't know what the cut-off % for a lawyer is, but I'm thinking now, like 99.7: I'm pretty sure that would be smart enough to be a lawyer. I'm thinking, the cut-off rule, was just made up - it just smells like a dog rule to me, a personal one for him, because the powers that be did not want him to be a lawyer? At first I thought this is probably because he is “good natured”, and ultimately to be a lawyer you really need to have a more of a killer instinct - the lawyers that I have encountered have been truly revolting people, so it's definitely true. Lol But then of course, no, the real real real reason was because dogs don't want me to have a lawyer in my family; because I could do some serious damage with a lawyer! Oh, Seb met, oh, no, didn't even meet him, he just heard of one of dad's friends who worked in advertising (?) when we were at school, and it just kind of stuck in his head that he could go down that path - so he did. I have since moved away from the Gunnedah community, and have lived in a few different places in Queensland. One of them in particular was quite remote, those parents have chosen to raise their kids in a situation that is well out of mainstream society, and after my encounters with them, I really wonder how those parents can expect their kids to leave home at 18 and survive in mainstream society, with so much competition, and better understanding of how the world works, out there? I can understand why there are so many problems and dysfunctions for people in their 20’s, but it is an easy one to prevent, rather than try to fix the dysfunctions afterwards. I guess it comes down to “bumbling parents”. After writing this, I felt I could definitely relate. This is kind of the way my parents raised us all, and I was expected to thrive in Sydney, after such a pleasant easy childhood. But I had a few advantages that kids in those other areas don’t have. You know, it is a little strange that those thieving bimbos, have chosen someone who doesn’t really have much money, or much in value - you would think if you’re going to all the bother of stealing from someone, they would actually choose a wealthy victim, so as to have something worthy to steal. I mean all the crap that they’ve stolen from me - crap crap crap, that’s what it’s been, crap. (That would come down to stupidity). So, the reason why thieves are thieves, is because of their bimbo mother. It is only their mother who is to blame for someone who steals. The way they have been raised, without any morals or ethics. Hopeless Australian Bimbo mothers. Btw, there comes a point in a thief’s life where they can continue to disparage their mothers name by continuing to steal, or they realize they can choose – so if you see someone in their 30’s or even 40’s who is still stealing – well, they should be shot for sure, STUPID. Btw, I did see Heath Barwick in Gunnedah, when I was 18 steal from one of the Carr boys, then in retaliation one of them tried to steal his plants. But that’s it, no stealing growing up. Heath Barwick belongs in jail. I do not believe he has been convicted of any crime yet. And, I have to add, when it comes to retailers now, 20 years after I witnessed those 3 blonde bimbos, is it is now the opposite, with retailers stealing from me, not just 1 or 2, like it started off, but ALL - if there is a woman working behind the counter – then they steal, try to, all of them – such untrustworthy nature most women have – they are disgusting, I feel like I am living on an alien planet. 16. The bizarre, dirty phenomena of following other people I have come to the realisation that a LOT OF PEOPLE think it’s okay to just follow someone without their knowledge. Not only as an adult, but as a child I was followed too, (well once, that I was aware of as a child – Mr Brown – but if I saw one person, who’s to say they weren’t others that I did not see.) And followed often not only all day, but for several days, and no matter where I went; out to friends, up to a different country town, into the supermarket, just wherever I went. A lot were NOT following me as a sexual predator but as a NOSY CONTROL FREAK, wanting to know exactly what was going on in my life, who I spoke with, who were my friends and family. I find it really bizarre how people think that this behaviour is okay, people of all sorts too, not only young people in their 20’s, but I once saw a father of 2, where I nannied, and plenty of young girls in their 20’s – I don’t know what to call them, dogs or sheep? so strange; because it was so prevalent in my young adult hood, and has been so prevalent all my adult life - and still is so prevalent even in middle age, not so much now, but still. It’s not okay for you to follow me you idiots; mind your own goddam business, you do not need to know everything about me, and who I speak with. Show some restraint. Show some dignity. (Allways bare in mind - I took to very important people!). I know I would never follow someone around. I have never followed someone around, ever. Not a friend nor a complete stranger. It’s just a ridiculous concept, you may as well be declaring to the world “well I don’t like my life, I have nothing else better to do, I can’t think for myself, I have such low self-esteem and I’m such a weak person, and this person doesn’t know I’m watching so that that makes me feel powerful, special and important; to perve on their life, without their permission." It is as dirty as a toilet. Could it be toilet related? Read my Life Stories bit, you’ll see what I’m referring to! Bidet from eBay (I had a photo of my charming ‘loo’ with wooden seat and Bidet, but I will refrain from putting here, especially as I am trying to reduce file size! It was $30 – so clean! Go Australia, get one!! -and no tree cut downs NO toilet paper (can also use a handheld bidet on a Compost Loo, saving water). Quick Bidet Review! Should I choose handheld or should I choose underseat bidet? Well at first I opted for the underseat bidet, and for five years, I used that quite happily. I wanted to put another one on, at my next address, but was unable to, because it was a compost loo. So I opted for a handheld. Only a little bit of plumbing skills required for connection to under sink coldwater pipe. When I have to relocate again, I wouldn’t go back to the underseat, because the handheld has a lot more pressure, and control. Plus the underseat one is a little more complicated to clean, taking a little bit more time and effort. And that’s my expert opinion! First photo; 17. Me, off to beach xmas 2021 - I love the beach, Moore Park Beach, whilst living at Gin Gin Next photo is of the Gin Gin Bakery, along the lines of NAME AND SHAME; 18. The “RobinHood Game” This has happened to me a few times; (as in 100’s) other customers in the shop getting free food or items -they don’t have to pay, and when I check my receipts, I can see my bill has been overcharged, they do it deliberately to give their friends free food. So, it’s not exactly the traditional RobinHood story, it’s a warped female interpretation of that story {actually turning out to be the opposite of the RobinHood story} -it’s a little girl retailer game, ABC radio encourages it – as it amuses them. I feel those stupid girls need to be told what would happen if it were up to me. Now I’m just going to tell you what happened, I don’t know any of the names at bakery, so I’m not going to name names. I believe if I did name names, I would have to also add “this is my suspicion, it’s not a conviction” just making my statement legal and not slander. I have looked into it, because I have received 6 complaints via my landlord; for some reason she says she is getting complaints against me, (turns out she was a liar), rather than myself receiving any - I certainly haven’t received any complaints. I’m not sure what’s wrong with my landlord and why she doesn’t tell those possibly imaginary people to bugger off, or take it up with me - but that’s her business. {So, it is pointless taking me to court to try and get me to remove this, because I will not be removing it, it’s essential to doing something about it - if you didn’t want me to write this up you shouldn’t have stolen from me. (It has been deleted several times, then I reupload it – other people tell me if it’s been stolen J)} So, in the above photo, the sales girl in pink gave that girl with the tawny long hair/blue jeans a free coffee, and the sales girl in black overcharged me. I was forced to purchase from here due to a new credit card - bank needs atm or eftpos first transaction, otherwise I would purchase these at supermarket, as basically all retailer boutique shops do it, well, a lot. I try to avoid them – they all need a whipping. BTW, that girl in blue jeans is really rich. Bimbo thieves. It is a ‘opposite interpretation’ of the RobinHood fairy tale. (In the fairy tale, the blue jeans would be poor, not the other way around). The old man butcher at Gunnedah Butcher did it too, (no conviction), the girls at mitre 10 Bundaberg did it, (no conviction), Bundaberg Northsides Produce Agricultural service, tried to do it - heaps of other shops have done it, including medical business – they steal my appointments from my care plan, then charge me, when it should be free - Bundaberg Physio (Crofton St - Cody Amos) Bundaberg Podiatry – Taylor Tatarelli, Gin Gin Chiro, Sarina family clinic……. Anyway, there is not too much I can do regarding the medical ones, and I’ve never really paid too much attention instore, only note later, I have been over charged. But since I now wear a camera, I can see what goes on, -see the DOG NETWORK in action, plus I am low income, I do not have spare money for fake bimbo charity cases. Goddamn thieves; I recommend buying everything from the supermarkets. (Since I starting wearing a body came to shops, I have caught 2 people stealing from and I have caught 2 people behaving oddly, and that was only in the first 2 mnths of me wearing a camera). Such a big problem, is retailers stealing from customers. I’m happy to sacrifice not ever going to this bakery again, even though it’s the only bakery within a 50km radius - in order to expose the little thief network. And by the way, before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a public forum, and I was blowing the whistle on certain companies who do dodgy things, can’t remember exactly what I was talking about now, maybe it was the so-called volunteer scheme, where they ask volunteers to work for them - it’s a scam - you shouldn’t volunteer for anyone, your time is more valuable than nothing, and those employers know that you’re a sucker with a good nature. Anyway, basically the conversations that proceeded that was about me implying, “that girl is never going to get a job in Bundaberg ever”, implying that most businesses in Bundaberg are dodgy and do dodgy things just like that business I was referring to. So, it seems to me that most people are too cowardly to name and shame these injustices, for fear of being unemployed, such is the bully nature of Australia. So, it is important for people who can stand up to those bullies to do so, as they are numbered. My duty. By the way that girl in the photo, totally looks like my cousin Stephanie Bone. Although I am pretty sure it is not, as Stephanie has shorter hair; {“we can see what those retailer bitchy girl thieves do, and we’ll help show you” – there are some women who do this.} But I have noticed if I’m ever out and about in the quiet, of about 6 o’clock in the morning, I often see someone from my past or someone who is the current ‘flavour of the month’, or someone I have been wanting to call, or just someone I have been thinking about lately. It’s like someone goes and gets them from their life, in whatever state or town, picks them up and drops them down to ‘present’ them in front of me in this kind of manner, ‘people smuggling’ - so I might recognise them or I might not! They NEVER speak to me. And usually, I am bad at recognizing anyone, my facial recognition skills are near non-existant, but in retrospect, later I might see them, as I think about the day and my encounters. I have a bodycam now! So, I suspect whoever is going and getting those people, on such a regular basis, and over many years now; this is a paid job for her, it is her livelihood. So, whoever is sabotaging and stealing from me, I suspect, is most likely this person, because they can make money from it. And who’s paying for this transport? why would they be paying and wasting money in travel? I feel like this is an intrusion of my life, of my privacy. And I feel the people they go and get, just want to play judge and jury. I suspect those people have been transported by plane, as I’ve stated before I have planes harassing me quite regularly, especially at Rangari, but now a little again up here in QLD. I have a message for that people smuggler, if I wanted to see someone, I would contact them and ask them to come up here. If I don’t do that, then it means that I pretty much don’t want to see anyone. And since I’ve previously stated I find most people disrespectful, rude and threatened by me, this means that I don’t want to see anyone, at all times (even the good ones). Comprehende (stop getting famous people too; what exactly do they want?). You know, not everybody wants to meet and greet their favourite celebrities! And btw, just because we don’t want to, does not mean we secretly hate you – it’s not personal J! And btw, I haven’t spoken to any of my family in over 20 years, except my uncle, and Stephanie / Gwenda. I sometimes call and email Chris, because I need a reference for rentals, and he’s a retired magistrate with common-sense (very smart), he should be a good ref (you would think) {Btw, I really find the whole reference thing completely pointless, you can never possibly get an understanding of someone from someone else’s bias reference. I’m a little outraged by rental girls demanding up to 5 references, for low-income housing, who the hell do they think they are?}. I suggest to them if they want to know anything about me, they should speak to me directly (or read my blog!). Actually, I have a wild theory about why they wanted 5, I think that one rental girl demanded 5, specifically so someone could go and ‘people smuggle’ 5 people?? The Real Estate was Nutrien Harcourts McCathies Ayr real-estate. She wanted to give a free holiday to 5 people, she wanted to be some sort of ‘free hero holiday giver’. I certainly never spoke to those 5 people, and infact only 1 of them bothered to reply to me. They are all busy people, too busy to bother about young rental girls and references. I can’t believe how disrespectful rental real estate girls are. Possibly Telstra putting my calls through to other people again? The reason I have come up with this wild theory, is I spoke to that rental girl Louise Aguirre, twice, both times I was told it was the same person, Louise Aguirre, but I can assure you, it was not. I spoke to 2 different people, with 2 very different voices. So really, I can only speculate what’s going on. The first girl I spoke to was REVOLTING, I suspect she was from Telstra? See, evil plot to make me appear nuts. I assure you I am not. Btw, my sister Penny, who I have had no contact with since Dad died, (when the cats away the mice will play” thing (she went to a catholic school), did email me out of the blue a few years ago, because someone from Facebook had contacted her and tried to manipulate her, stating “your sister needs serious help”, that person was a bully from Agnes Water, and most likely the guilty person who was stealing from me and sabotaging me (Der, how can she be so easily manipulated? So easily fooled by the dogs?) And so, I did email her back and tell her she was a manipulated fool. That’s it with my family, little contact. Quite typical for adult families, so I have been told. The last image above, is not uploaded yet. I did have a photo of my jack , but again, not neccessary; 19. Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to Decorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots?? My next little story has been deleted numerous times, and I have had to rewrite it again, and again!; 20. Hay bimbo Nazi heads This is also along the lines of “saying it like it is”, in the hopes that it will stop (seems to work for some unknown reason) Okay so this is sometimes what happens, it’s been happening for some years in retrospect. I have these girls that follow me around when I am out and about. And when I stop at someone’s place (probably happens everywhere I go, but I only started to noticed it when I’m at somewhere remote like on a farm, - and as I leave there’s always some girls waiting in a car just down the road, with engine running, and I suspect what they do is go in and see the person after I’ve left. (in fact sometimes, they come in before and interrupt me -that’s happened a few times, come to think of it) and they kind of like ‘play sides’ I call them “the dogs that play sides”, so that the next time I speak to the farmer/person, they suddenly are really rude and disrespectful in some way, like for instance, I went to collect some Hay from Scott Warren, the guy was nice and friendly, we had a chat, the neighbour was burning his cane, we were looking at it -quite spectacular, he gave me an extra bale of Hay; 4 for the price of 3. And that was it, I left. – I saw as I was leaving, just parked down the road from his farm, on the dirt road, guess what, a car with girls in it, just sitting there, engine running. So, the following year I was looking for his Hay sign that he puts out, finally I saw the sign, so I drove down there, he’s about 10k’s out of Gin Gin, and I get there and there’s no Hay at all - he wasted my time, and my petrol. And it would have been because of those dogs in that white car that previous time. BTW, I have no idea who those dogs are, I don’t know them, I don’t recognise any, they never speak to me, I have absolutely no association with them, they’re not friends they’re not enemies, they’re just nobodies (I guess they would be enemies now, to be behaving like stupid stalking harassing dogs - they could be NEGS girls, or most likely prostitutes?? - anyway, they have no business following me around, it’s a disgraceful form of bullying). So yeah, this is what happens to me frequently, it’s like deliberate sabotage, just because I’m ‘me’. Oh, I have mentioned before problems with an obsessed house mistress from school, harassing and stalking me, this is just the same thing, isn’t it, so it could be her Cathy Goldman – I have reported her to the police. And, BTW, last time I drove to Bundaberg I had some bimbo following me around in a ute with hay piled in it. This happened every so often in Gunnedah too, only it was a big truck piled high then. A hey sign. I’ve come up with a way to deal with these dogs and that’s by taking photos of them, they will run and scream if there’s a chance, they’ll be caught on camera it’s quite amazing how it works (that’s the dog’s gift – an uncanny sense of the moment before being caught in the act of harassment or bullying) btw, I have stated before if I catch a dog on camera behaving as a bully, I will instantly upload it to YouTube. I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on you Tube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change all the good movies too) there are editing geeks who want to save the ‘fair’ bimbo. I’m sure now that I’m fully conscious of what these dogs do, I‘ll remember many more incidents. I carry my camera with me at all times, but it is actually quite hard taking photos when your out and about (and busy) so often I use my phone to video what is going on, I wear it around my neck. One of my favourite plants is the Pig Face above in my garden at Rangari; 21. You’re not the Boss of Me – combating nazis So, I’ve just discovered another piece of writing that has been stolen, and that’s where I describe what condescending cocky people (bored twits) do when I go downtown. This problem I describe below is HUGE, a monumental issue for me that has an incredibly large impact on my life – reducing the quality of it significantly. Before I start with this bizarre little story; I’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!! 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, if only for just keeping the dogs away who want to use them to manipulate other people. SAVE ME!! Lol you can save me in this manner by marrying all the bims! Lol! Lol (I see Casey Chambers is married now, thank goodness). 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. 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 to near the food place. Apparently, I am NOT allowed to eat out. ? {That would go back to when I was living in Hornsby; I felt like having some Chinese beef and onion stir fry one night. 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, 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, 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 at 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). 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??). 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 - to A 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.} Like I said, I’ve encountered many bimbos in my life, so those dysfunctional control freaks should go and find one of the stupid ones - leave me the fuck alone you stupid dogs. 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!  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, 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; farmplantsandseeds@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 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! 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 used to go to the house when I wasn’t there and have a nosy around, she used to freak my cat out, and they killed the unusual spider who lived at the front door. I have cameras now so my landlord can’t do that, but I wish I had one installed when I was there - I would put it up on the Internet to show everyone what she was really like, and the kind of things that I have to put up with as a renter. And, now, I try not to personally attack anyone on my blog unless they’re a thief, or if I am returning the favour – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. But I had turned one bedroom into a walk-in closet, (btw, see how to do this in my Renters walk-in closet story – no structural change ofcourse), I turned the huge living room into a craft room and the other huge living room into my bedroom, it was a good-sized house (read my Tulcumbah photo story). I just turned it into my kind of ‘lifestyle’ house, rather than a family house for kids, GUESSS WHAT people who do not have kids, can do this). Plus, also I don’t drink or spend any money on any other vices, (as a mature Australian adult I’m well familiar with the Australian culture, but imagine if one day as a grown adult a little fairy godmother came along and gave you all the money in your life that you have spent on booze, you’d have heaps, wouldn’t you? well that’s me all the time!!). So, she’s another woman who can’t understand the fact that I don’t have kids, and I’m not married, she can’t stand the fact that I’m happy because of it, that is a concept she just doesn’t like, but she subconsciously realizes the benefits of both those things and resents it, she’s jealous. Typical Australian woman - jealous bitch. I am, quite frankly, fed up with being blamed for situations just like this not working out, when I am not to blame, I had to leave because of her dysfunction, NOT MINE. Infact at least 6 places I have rented, this has been the case, their problems, not mine. (Stop breeding WAKE UP! Any more than 2 creates health problems anyway; women, start showing signs of intelligence, please!). 3. Then there is the issue of using grey water on the garden, landlords expect tenants to pay for pipes and plumbing to do that, I have spent $1000’s on other people’s grey water systems, and then they ask me to leave when lease expires – it is unfair. One house had all its grey water empty onto the side passageway outside the yard on the street, causing major drainage problems and grass issues in a little patch, then they withheld bond as the grass was so long there (unbelievable theft, Elders Gladstone, Tamara Smitz, Lacey Bimrose combined with the Builyan police power trippers, who I later discovered had been sneaking in to my house while I slept and stealing.)) 4. Same house, the water in the kitchen was so bad I could not drink it, I had to use laundry water that had town water connected - the landlord simply refused to fix rusty old leaky tank. 5. Maintenance is a huge issue; I have not had one landlord who has been prepared to fix rusty leaky gutters (Except Ernie!). On rain water reliant houses, this is vital maintenance. (One house had 1 tank that leaked badly, it is really unacceptable to offer a house with no drinking water) and I might mention, unacceptable to offer a house with dam water for a garden, then not actually connect it. (Alistair Darcy Ward) infact another weird thing that at least 3 of my landlords have done is told me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, I discovered that in 2 of those, not only has there NOT been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been ANY water at all. LIARS. {And the 3rd one, in the last five months straight there has been NONE either}. I know real estate agents do this when they’re trying to sell land too – make it look all lush, when in reality it only looks like that after drought breaking rain every 7yrs or so. So, my landlord has decided that they too will lie to tenants! Either there’s water or there isn’t; You can’t say there’s water when there’s not - don’t be dishonest. 6. One landlord used to go through my stuff when I was not there and steal, once he not only stole my pliers, but he angled them under my car tyre, so when I reversed, it punctured the tyre. (Peter Long, and I think he was incahoots with my jobs provider, Graham Kent and Courtney Lang? Egging each other on - both no conviction) Common problem of landlords snooping around (break and enter with their own copy of the key). Actually, I think I have only had 1 landlord that did not do that (lovely Italian couple down at Pendle Hill) (change locks when you move in, no copy to landlord – they DO come in without permission, even though that’s illegal to do. (Course, change back when leave). 7. Adult kids of landlords coming round and stealing – HUGE PROBLEM, Long/Ferguson/Ward, all infact. No conviction. Neighbourhood stealing too, copycats; general disrespect. Infact entering the house when I am not there and stealing is so rife as a renter, by not only landlords and their kids, but also their kid’s friends, plus neighbours, who like to play stupid games like “big brother”, (“we’ll save you landlord” – imaginary wars – there is major dysfunction in suburbia), and the kids who live next door, and NUMEROUS other people who all arrogantly think they are entitled to just waltz in and help themselves to my things. HUGE PROBLEM. HUGE. {Little birdy told me it is related to my school days, as at school the house mistress’s went through all the girls dorms every few weeks, they called in “Dorm Search”, looking for reasons to expel or discipline in some way. Basically, they were perverts, so all the girls (the stupid ones), now think it is perfectly OK to go through someone else’s living quarters. It is so widespread, that I guess personal privacy is ‘a thing’ in many family situations. Families of perverts. Yuk. {The girl who steals my essential oils – you are a pervert.} 8. One house in Petersham, Sydney had a house next door that had an open pipe in it that the people in that house could see directly into my window, which would’ve been a bedroom but I turned it into a sewing room. I could hear them, I think it was two young teenage boys that were gagging and carrying on, being able to see this young woman without her knowing. So disgusting! Another neighbour, or those 2 boys stole my handbag from my house one night. I remember seeing this short blonde girl walk by one day, she yelled out some sort of abuse at me – she was dog nuts, and I think this is the same girl I saw in Melbourne who was apparently my flatmates girlfriend. Major dog stalker, I am thinking some famous persons daughter? She seems to be protected. Seriously she needs to be locked up, or at the very least kept on a leash. This is the reason why you ought not have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18, just not worth it, otherwise. The world is full of SCUM PERVERTS. 9. Renters are often forced to be transient, this creates all sorts of social ‘displaced’ problems, for instance in one suburb I moved to, I could not open the windows, as not only did the neighbors kids climb in and steal things, but the teenage boys jump up to peer in and spy on me (disgusting) - Neighbours hate newcomers, they automatically hate them before they even know you. They hate people they don’t know; they hate single women who do not have a husband, and they especially hate unemployed ones. In each neighbourhood I have had to live in, it’s always the same, maybe one in 100 people may treat you with an ounce of respect, but not usually. I have many instances, stories, names I could name, but today I am just going to name 3 neighbors at Colosseum who would be known in the community to be nice, respected upright law-abiding citizens, however I know them to be disgusting, unaccepting, disrespectful hateful people: Bev and Bevan Ross, and Glen Blackburn. 10. Another issue is backyards, when the tenant is renting, they should be able to do as they wish with the backyard, i.e., plant a vege patch, maybe some fruit trees if there is room and a long lease. While they pay for the property, it is up to them what they do with it, if they do not wish to mow lawns, then that is their prerogative, unless there are special inclusions that are SPOKEN prior to signing lease (Verbally stated - I keep writing this “verbally spoken”, as in stated out loud and discussed with the future tenant, so that the tenant fully understands a major condition of living there. – this part keeps being deleted, so I’m going to write it 3 times “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”) In fact, it’s my experience that half the rules in the lease, the actual landlord doesn’t give a toss about - it’s the rental girl who’s got a b in her bonnet about all of those rules. Which is why it’s really important that all of them are discussed. Most renters do not bother reading fine print. Plus, I would say, all of the landlords I have encountered, if they were given an ultimatum before I moved in; I’m not going live here if you want me to mow your lawns - then the landlord would’ve said (pretty sure, it would have been 10 out of 10) “oh okay that’s fine you don’t have to”. It’s really only the Real Estate rental girl, at the end, when they leave, who has the issue, and will say to the landlord, oh well you should withhold the bond because they didn’t mow the lawns, and even though the landlord wasn’t really too concerned about it in the first place, but when they see there’s an option to get several hundred dollars of the bond - they go “oh okay” - it’s plain theft, and I’m having a crackdown on dodgy rental girls they are young, manipulative and stupid. If you rent a house for the sole purpose of wanting the lawns mowed, then the landlord ought to be paying the tenant to do so, the going rate for lawn mowing is $60/hr. Landlords should not have powers to ‘use’ tenants like this. {btw, I did not really have any issues with the lawn in any rental, just using it as an example – the dogs have MANY such rules.} 11. And, common problem for me is gardening, with being harassed by neighbours who are friends with landlord while out in the yard; common dog problem. General disrespect from the locals. “we’re watching you” 12. It is none of a landlord’s business how much furniture a tenant has – NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And tenants do not wish to have the landlord’s spare furniture in their home. REMOVE IT, all of it. 13. If the landlord only wants to rent the house for short periods, like 6mnths, this needs to be disclosed to tenant, as it is a monumental task to move house, apparently it is one of the most stressful times for a person (and as having to move for the 5th time in less than 12 months due to reasons OUT of my control - I assure you it is beyond stressful, and physically straining for mature adults). So, lying landlords about lease is common. (Elders and Ward) 14. I have to mention carpet in rentals, only a landlord that lacks monumental amounts of common-sense would put carpet in a rental. 15. Another stressful issue for me as a tenant was living somewhere for 10 years, then being asked to leave. I mean that is my home and where I had my life including my business, and I was just kicked out when landlord sold it, easy as pie for the landlord. My life was snatched away from me. Not sure what they can do about that, but it is a hardship. 16. Another thing is cost for unemployed people. Did you know unemployment is $327 less each fortnight than a pensioner? An unemployed person on Centrelink benefits cannot afford to pay more than $180/week, anymore and they will not be able to eat 3 meals a day or pay car rego / electricity etc. There are very limited free-standing houses at that price, and most of them appear like they are “drug houses” fit for only people who are looser junkies. There are a lot of single unemployed older ladies who are not junkies and require a more ‘hopeful” quality of life. 17. Don’t get me started on the cost of ink and printers for their last century forms. I can’t believe how many Real Estates don’t know about online digital forms, or simply sending pdfs that DO NOT REQUIRE A PASSWORD. Businesses these days who want you to fill in PDF’s, do it digitally, so you can either download a digital form or you can fill it out in their browser, it’s really easy and it saves printing out literally dozens, if not, sometimes hundreds of pieces of paper, especially when only a signature or even an initial is required per page. I mean, there is the application form, 9 pages. The lease, 11 pages, not to mention all the terms and conditions, and other special clauses, and forms for each agent, there are literally dozens of forms, I have to print out because hillbilly Real Estates still haven’t cottoned on to the Digital age. You know it cost $44 to replace the ink on a typical low-income HP printer, 1 rental requires at least ¼ to ½ of that ink, so if I had need to put in multiple applications on different properties - it’s way too expensive not to mention wasteful. Then there’s the $100’s of dollars added on to each move, in the form of hiring a truck ($2500 last time, $4000 time before that, and $1400 the time before…I won’t even mention what professional removalists charge!) and as of late, most rentals only want short term anyway, so it is constant moving and wasting my money. 18. One of the biggest problems is pets. Do you actually know anyone that doesn’t have a pet? It is unacceptable asking for ‘no pets’ on any rental. It’s not a question of allowed /not allowed, it’s none of the landlord’s business what the tenant does /doesn’t do, or how they live their life. NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. Don’t be so blonde Nazi. (realesate.com, at least 95% of listings state NO PETS, still) I should mention, ages ago, my folks, after dad’s mum died, purchased a rental in Wilga St, Gunnedah, for a very brief time; after the first lot of tenants left, they went in to have a look, I kid you not, as soon as they entered, the whole floor of the living room was gone (hardwood floor) and you could see the dirt! yes, I’m sure the $400 bond would have covered that! NOT. (That would be ‘the powers that be’ in Gunnedah giving my dad bad renters, because he was new in town – they know who the dodgy ones are, gossipying little girls.) That ended dads attempt at being a landlord! Oh, no, wait, that’s right, he sold it and purchased some land in Queensland; he was talked into it by their new friends the Henry’s. I'm not really sure why he would possibly have done that, it was in a remote part with no power or water, he had to pay rates on it every year. Queensland housing and land didn't really start to go up until the 2000's and if he had kept it that whole time he would've paid way excess in rates. As it was, there was major depreciation, it was a total bad investment, he ended selling that too, after still losing $1000’s in yearly rates. I guess, they didn't have my realestate.com back then. So there gone my future house.  19. OMG - bathrooms that slope out to the corridor!! Every bathroom on every rental built before 2020 – so bad! Please, go see The Block, see how it’s done! – floor has to slope towards drain. 20. I have to mention windows and security, if a door or flyscreen can be easily pried off or cut to gain entrance, IT WILL BE, THEY DO IT, every house I have lived in, neighbourhood thieves, not to mention organized petty crime rings, will break in, even sometimes just to snoop around, sometimes they take ‘souvenirs’. Proper security screens on all doors/windows are a must in rentals. From now on I will not look twice at a rental that does not have security. 21. Inspections should not be allowed by owners or realtors; it is a total invasion of privacy and a total power tripping exercise for the estate agent and or the typical middle-class landlord. By law, they can do it every 3mnths, as it is written into a standard form 18a lease. That’s unacceptable – ridiculous. Especially taking photos of all the tenants stuff inside house. Do those rental ‘lease rule makers’, not know about the pervy tyrannical power trippin’ nature of women? OUTRAGEOUS. AND, how come they’re allowed to do inspections, but why is there no compulsory inspections by building inspectors for basic standards of living?? I can assure you if there was, this current building, would have failed and have been BULLDOZED by now, 2022). 22. After having so many landlords now, there’s a major problem with snobbery, most landlords particular ones in Gunnedah think that people who rent are inferior to them. It really is a form of racism - superiority complex! Some landlords I know, and I’m thinking of two in particular here - they’re absolute complete doofusheads, and they would be totally lost if they weren’t married. They would not last 2 seconds without their wives due to their incompetence and general thoughtlessness, yet both those men looked down upon a renter, with passive disrespect, no matter what their capabilities. So, you need to throw out these stupid feelings of superiority thanks very much. And hey, buffoon head, I know you can hear me. 23. DISRESPECTFUL landlords, although, I have found male landlords are far more respectful than females, infact, I find this in general, a weakness of women, they are by nature, disrespectful and selfish – VAIN. Attitude problem in regards to renters: “2nd class people”; so, omit basic house amenities, like fans, aircons, flyscreens, properly functioning working doors, steps…… I have noticed, of late, selfishness, greed and money are the no 1 priority for most landlords, more so than providing a dwelling for another human. Such a lack of empathy. Really only wanting to provide a “stopover” for someone, rather than a safe place to call home. Majority of landlords lie to facilitate this. Birdy said, the ‘ugly’s’ are forced to be gypsies. 24. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, there is 1 ‘pro-tenant’ paragraph (just 1 “pro”); “landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises.” {If this is not provided, I personally consider landlord in breach of contract, and inept to me, regardless if the case is brought before a court. (If it was brought before a court, the tenant would still lose, they make it so, at court, at Qcat anyway). That means practically ALL my landlords from David and Brenda onwards -in dept to me.} Stealing is a breach of reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. Switching my electricity off is an interference with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. At least 3 of my landlords have done this, and on a regular basis. 25. Just remembered something else: by law a neighbour has to advise its neighbour if they are aerial spraying poisons. I have had at least 2 farmer landlords that did not bother advising me, they are so arrogant, they thought, oh, she’s no-one, just a renter, no need to warn her. And on one of those occasions the pilot saw me out the back of the house and deliberately flew over to me, and directly sprayed over me then over the house/roof where my drinking water collects, (a 1km deviation from his paddock) toxic stink! This happened twice, the 2nd time, they used pyrethrum. (Bret Knapman and David Heywood - and because those owners didn’t bother to show me any respect by warning me of such things, their kids, and those young stupid cocky pilots see that behaviour, and this is why they sprayed over me, because the landlord ‘set the bar’. Stupid arsholes. Copycat problems. Also “fumigation” is a problem, especially on poorly constructed dwelling that have holes and then bugs – they spray poison which in turn causes sickness. I wrote a whole story about the Sarina unit on my blog…. 26. On one rental, I wanted to confirm that the person I spoke to was indeed the owner of the home, {as I’ve actually been sent on a wild goose chase’s in the past, from someone over the phone}, and this rental was 2hrs away to see before I decided. So, I phoned Bundaberg Council and I told them who the owner was, and they confirmed, yes, it’s true. However, I phoned council a couple of years later to see whether I could get someone to deem the house liveable or unliveable, same house (this by the way, is more of the poppycock rubbish renters have to go through, because my landlord wanted me to leave 6 months before the lease expired, so she has come up with a cockanninnie excuse of ‘unliveable’, so I need proof to say to the court, oh but wait, she’s a greedy liar, it is ‘liveable’ – which eventually I did – she lost after I had to spend weeks researching all the rental rules). Anyway, the point of the story is, that Council then told me, that there’s no way they could tell me if there had been a change of ownership in my rental house, and he was actually implying that there had been, but when I asked him about it he said he can’t say anything due to very strict privacy laws, and if I asked him if he could confirm or deny who the owner is, if I told him the owner, he said NO he most certainly could not do that. HE COULD NOT ADVISE THE NAME OF MY RENTAL’S OWNER. I suspect that person I spoke to at council, Steve Percell is lying (?); there’s no reason why as a renter, I can’t know who the owner of the home is!! Infact to not advise a tenant of who actually owns the house they are living in – if requested, is morally wrong, it lends itself to enabling extreme control obsessions. Has no one seen the movie “Single White female”? They get OBSESSED! So not sure if this is a rule that needs to be changed or he was lying, or the girl I spoke to initially was lying? {A dog from Telstra – they often put me through to stupid dogs who pretend to be someone else. I wrote a whole story about the Telstra antics on my blog….} 27. Also, the option of Body Corporates is, well, plain bad for a renter, they especially, like to come up with nazi rules, not to mention extreme overcharge annual rates. Any rental with a Body Corporate, ought to be avoided. This applies to any home purchase with a Body Corporate too. 28. Lastly, I want to state something about a landlords intentions, over a tenants – there are some members of the community who will NOT listen to anything a tenant says, they will give them no heed at all, just ignore them, but, imply the landlord, gets to make any decision about the tenant – I can’t believe what a problem this has been. Such stupidity in the community. I have many examples, but I will give 1; my bottle of used Bleach was stolen at my new address near Mackay. I had a mould problem at this new address so sprayed the bathroom with it, but - it didn’t really work; it made no difference to the mould, so I thought it must just be painting stain on the walls and not mould. But a few months later, I decided that there were definitely other areas in the bathroom, that was mould, and I needed some bleach, so after discovering my bleach was stolen, I purchased some more. I used the new bleach on the mould, plus also I sprayed the ‘paint stain’ area too, just for good measure. And well, lo and behold, it kills ALL the mould in a matter of seconds. So, the bleach they gave me before just didn’t work! Faulty bleach? I don’t think so, my theory is, and this is so typical of stupid dogs; what they did was listened to the ‘intentions’ of my previous landlord, as it was a green eco-village there, and my landlord, was opposed to chemicals of any sort, - she had no common sense whatsoever, and was a pothead. Such irony. And now, I am a very ‘green’ person, but when it comes to mould, bleach or vinegar is the best solution, as it kills it pretty much straight away, and has minimal impact on the environment because you just spray it onto the mould area and leave it, that’s it, simple. So, the supermarket dogs, saw bleach in my trolley at checkout, and must have thought, oh well, her landlord does not want any chemicals at that address, so, we’ll just swap this bleach over for watered bleach that will not work. It was covid19 times when I purchased that other bleach. There was a bleach shortage. But damn those stupid supermarket thieving dogs. In conclusion, if you have to rent EVER in life – you are a victim. Every time you hear a news story which describes some sort of difficulty and unavailability of rentals due to shortages; when all the landlords hear this, they will be really pleased, because they know they have a guaranteed rental supply, and they can probably put their rents up too. In fact I think sometimes when I hear those stories, the news people are specifically talking to the rich people “good news folks!”. So do not have kids, not having anywhere to live makes it not worth it. No money; then don’t have kids. I’ve noticed people who rent all their life, by the time they reach 50, they are considerably more pissed off, and don’t feel they are quite so ‘lucky’ to be alive, than people who don’t rent. I really feel the government needs to intervene, otherwise peoples greed for rent money is so overconsuming, that a renters hardships are akin to war time. When infact it is peace time in our country, and has been for many decades. Plus, Australia is an affluent country. {One of my pet peeves: hearing rich people telling a poor person to stop complaining}. So far, the government has not done anything to help renters, infact they have done the opposite, so today it is more difficult, more expensive than EVER before. Although, apparently in 2024 the gov brought around some changes to make landlords fix problems, quicker. Plus a few other changes to make it more amenable to renters. But I still feel a renter is like a small seal who gets tossed round by the big whales. You should do everything in your power when you’re young, to make sure you don’t have to rent. You can’t live a proper life if you have to keep paying rent to somebody else. Renters get a very poor deal, and I don’t really see anybody out there standing up for them, which is why I’ve written this, I did have it on social media a couple of years ago, but I was banned. { “oh no! someone who can think, what are we to do? she wasn’t even elected into power, how can we let her put up these thoughts and ideas out there - no no, it’s out of the question, get rid of her”. True.} 24. Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts I was just going through my list of stolen items to see if I could mark off any items that have been mysteriously returned... and I saw, I mentioned, when I was living at Colosseum, and when a few items were stolen, at that time, there were people lurking about, I heard 2 female voices outside my window, one night in my shade house (they stole some of my plants plus a 40L black storage box – with Gunnedah 18 Henry st, written on the side). I remembered then, also that there was a girl down the paddock too during the day, I heard someone, it might have been Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, the only people I knew in the area, or it could have been someone from Facebook, as I was selling my plants - they saw and they came and took. {not that I gave out my address, but it was a small community and a lot of people (women) make it their business to know other people’s business NOSY BITCHES.} actually I suspect my landlords wife, Julie Ward – no conviction. So, you might read this, and be kind of concerned, and think there were ghosts around, (I know there are some people that actually think that…) or I was delusional and hearing voices, (I know there are some people who think that aswell – idiots (Sharon Morgan) as my location were quite remote. So, I thought I should say, I wasn’t concerned at all when I heard these girls voices, because this is a really common for me, maybe it sounds weird to you but ever since I was 18, I’ve had people hang around my house at night. It happened in Gunnedah after I came home from school from Armidale, (and in retrospect, in Armidale at boarding school, I would’ve had, -I did have problems with the house mistresses – so there would have been housemistress’s (Cathy Goldman) hanging around at night too, I have some vague memories of part dreams and incidences involving them). And when I moved to Sydney - way more people. I think in Petersham, where I lived briefly, at one point they would’ve been at least 100 people outside on a nightly basis, - I usually just sleep through whatever is going on outside, seriously, I used to pay no attention to what other people were doing, none, not really a ‘people person’. I firmly believe this is one part about me that has kept me sane, -as you get older, I think it’s normal for people to be more observant of what’s going on and more understanding of what’s going on, I’m pretty sure when I was young, I didn’t have much of an understanding of what goes on in life (it’s all bad)). After that theft at Colosseum, I put a cctv on my shade house. Goddam thieving women. But on one night at Petersham, I was awoken because there was a loud thump on the door. I got up, opened the door, I was half asleep and squinty, a big bright light shone right in my face, and it was the police, they said; Did you call the police mam, I said, “no I did not call the police, I do not have a phone, I’d just been asleep, only woken now.” (Later on, I thought I might have had a vague memory of having a dream before I was woken up, of me saying “call the police” in my dream, because someone was annoying the crap out of me! -which would’ve been all the voices I heard outside in the garden, the hordes of people (a garden shared by 4 units), but it was a dream, I really didn’t call anyone, I didn’t actually have a phone, I was literally asleep and probably snoring -it was like someone was perving on my dreams, and facetiously called the police on my behalf (without my permission or knowledge). I had a similar dream some yrs later, after I moved back up to Gunnedah and onto a farm – where I did actually get a cat!! My cat had kittens, seven of them, and one night they’re all in my bed, the mother too, so 8 cats! They were purring madlyhappily, and I was asleep, and so I started dreaming that all my kittens were going to go up to heaven! as I knew I would be annoyed if I was awoken. This is kind of a very cheeky dream because obviously I didn’t want to kill my cats or want them dead! but they were annoying me because they were purring so loudly and would soon awaken me. Lol! So, that dream it’s kind of exactly the same thing as dreaming about calling the police, as there is too much noise going on, and I would be soon awoken. I know image transfer is common, and I’m a visual person, some people can see, some people can’t. Some people can see, but don’t know it, (actually I think probably everyone can see, but they don’t know it, as it is often a subconscious thing – and most people are “sleeping beauties”. The irony of the whole mental asylums is bordering on the point of ridiculousness at this juncture. So, some of those people give me problems in life, I call them dogs, they attack like dogs, they are non-thinking and stupid. Some see very well, and ‘play’. I recall at school, once, we were on an excursion in a commercial kitchen, we were having a tour. And we went past the chocolate sauce area, the guy stopped and explained in great detail about how the chocolate sauce is distributed etc, then we moved onto the next thing. But I was so mad, because we were standing around looking at chocolate sauce for what seemed an eternity, and we weren’t allowed to have any!! I was mad mad mad, so mad, that in my mind I picked up the whole kitchen bench and threw it at the guy who was doing the tour, and, I kid you not, the guy looked at me with a cheeky grin and then he ducked!! Like he could tell the difference between reality and a projected image! One stupid woman dog attacked me, when she could see me with scissors chopping up all her fabrics. I actually wasn’t doing it, I was just imagining it, - {I amuse myself constantly!}, But she literally couldn’t tell the difference between reality and a projected image from someone else (some people can’t tell the difference between their own inner voice, and someone else’s inner voice too, some dangerous territory – they think it’s God). A lot of people are like this. Those people should watch out, because attacking like that stupid woman, one day someone’s going to bite you back. And I deeply resented her attack, I wish she was dead then, and still do – note, all this time I wished her dead, but I haven’t killed her, not even seeked revenge. I later saw that one on the ABC- bimbo nazihead. I think the ABC do rewards for bad behaviour, or at any rate, like to employ stupid dogs. Anyway, this night after the police asked me if I called them, I looked around in my squinty vision, and there’s dozens of people literally staring at me, they were all in my garden, and all out on the street, (it was a divided {1} house complex, there were four other units in 1 house (ridiculous real-estate greed)). I was in my nighty – they were staring at me in my nighty, squinting. It was humiliating. I had no idea what was going on out there, except I thought it was some sort of party, or more like social gathering, as there was no music or booze. And I am not a party girl type of person at all, I have mention, I don’t drink, or do drugs or go out to pubs and clubs, or really socialize at all, except for at work with work colleagues. So, seeing all those people was actually quite disturbing. It’s like they were doing the ‘opposite’ of what makes me happy and comfortable, it was a form of unbearable torture. I did not really understand about images back then, AS NO ONE TALKS ABOUT IT. I suspect that’s why they hung around at night rather than day, to see dreams. And this why no one is held accountable, and can be sued. It’s like a deliberate form of bullying that they can easily get away with. The radio, JJJ, was involved. Not really sure what the attraction was, because it’s not like I was living this perfect life, and having these idyllic dreams, infact I recall having quite a few nightmares at that time! Sweaty. I was designing clothes at Grave Attire – gothic shop. I did have a happy childhood; I suspect this has a lot to do with it. So, you know, this is typical that people hang outside my house, (it happened at Hornsby and Pendle Hill too). I have people who follow me when I drive too – they think someone is going to see an image and crash, the people that follow me around, harass me, torment me, are facetious, controlling, manipulative, dishonest and liars. How dare they follow me around. Have they no idea what that would be like; if you were being followed around everywhere you went, and not overtly, but secretly on the sly? Like Co-conspiring behind my back, is a form of bullying. I can’t begin to explain the problems that would arise from this kind of situation - truly I am surrounded by stupid greedy moron bimbo bitches. I want compensation. Back then we didn’t have camera phones, but I would’ve liked to get a shot of all these people just hanging outside my house, as some sort of proof in case anyone here doesn’t believe me, although I think you can plainly see I have no reason to lie, and photos too, of all the other times when there was only one or two, or when the salesgirl from Harvey Norman was hiding behind the bushes, so I could post to you now, so you can see this strange and secretive phenomenon, -and it has been going on over many years, and so there would be quite a few people that have hung outside my house now, like as in I would say, 1000’s of people. All those people involved have given me permission to tell the rest of the world – to go fuck yourselves. That too would have intrigued the police if they were driving by “what are all those people doing there?” And that was one of the huge reasons and bonuses of why I moved on to a remote farm, in the country, it was only lucky that my parents lived in the country, and we had friends and acquaintances in a rural area, otherwise I would be truly stuck, because slipping into country life is not something that is easily done, rural people are very sceptical of outsiders. But after I moved out there, it was bliss, finally I could have some peace and quiet at night - which I more or less did (aside from those grievances that have been discussed on this website.) Once at Bulga Farm, I woke up to see my peacock running around the garden with something in its mouth, on closer inspection, I was to discover it was a used condom! Yuk. I suspect it was Robert Cull’s son!) After about 18 years I was forced to move out of Gunnedah, I was ‘cast out’ – due to this very issue, people cannot handle a single lady. I am now 1500km away in QLD. (I’m really old now, 49 – I suspect age has a lot to do with it, a woman on her own in her 20’s is a spectacle for some people – retarded people, people who work as radio DJS are stupid, this is their nature, and to entertain other likeminded stupid people.) Aside from my neighbours, I’ve only heard a few people hanging about in QLD, and one of those times it could’ve just been someone walking down the Fire trail. (Although I did suspect at one point someone put a phone somewhere under the house, so I could hear them on speaker occasionally? People are really fucked. – BTW it is NOT ok for you to lurk outside my house while I sleep and perv on my dreams, nor to just sit outside across from my house staring in for hours, nor is it ok to walk up and down past my house all night. Are you stupid? (I feel like John Malkovich from the movie “Being John Malkovich”) Although I know they can see things that happened in my past this way, things that I can’t remember, as I was too young, or things I may not have put together or noticed back then. This is how they discovered what happen re the NEGS kneeling thing and the evil terrorist Mr Cone, the school principal at Limbri school, and plenty of other things. They have looked back at every birthday party I had as a child too….and this is not something that is done formerly like at an appointment with a specialist. See someone is always watching you idiot thieves. By the way, when I was living at Gin Gin, someone told me that the reason why I can't "see", is because my father used to drink, like even before I was born, too much, it affected his DNA. At the time, well I thought, it was actually pretty healthy and normal not to have "visions" so to speak, in your head! But I realise now, it was just those stupid bitchy dogs trying to save themselves, and the real reason why I can't "see", is because I apply common sense, and choose not to live in somebody else's dreamworld. I'm the sane one! And I like it that way. I believe those people who follow me around to perv inside my head, have a dysfunction, it's kind of like the same as if they were addicted to drugs; wanting to live in somebody else's dreamworld - they have huge problems, (stemming from stupidity.) So, to those stupid QLD police who thought I was delusional, nuts, and hearing voices, you have absolutely no idea, you are completely clueless, you should just quit and go home. And get the fuck away from me. You too, naive mental health workers. Get the fuck away. You can’t control everyone. 25. FOMO - I know this may seem greatly offensive, but I feel it really needs to be said, it is my duty, since I am pretty sure no one else is going to have the audacity. If you’re a single woman with a child, I’m sorry, but you fall into the “completely stupid” category. First of all, you would’ve had a child out of fear - fear of being alone, fear of not having anyone to talk to, fear for not having anyone to look after you when you’re old, fear of not being the same as other women, fear of missing out. Not to mention, the ‘husband substitute’. There is also the reason of ‘playing sides’; the mother wants someone to be on her side, so she can gang up on husband or even other child, or extended family members, with her own child. Finally, she can have someone on her side. And ofcourse, the number one nazi reason, needing to have someone to ‘boss’ about and control – a subordinate. ALL ridiculous reasons for having a child, TRULY – this is not why you ought to have kids. (Oh, and the woman who brings foetus to birth, because it just happened; something started to grow, suddenly she had a big belly, and they could not be bothered to think about it, or think about doing something about it before it was too late – OMG – too bimbo to talk about any more). GUESS WHAT, no need to feel alone ever - you may not have noticed, but your never alone, ever, it is all a state of mind. And so, after becoming a single mother, then you wonder why it’s a struggle, and you don’t have enough to eat, and why are you getting ostracised from the community. You made a stupid decision, and now you have to live with it. IT TAKES Ying and Yang, to raise a child - male and female influence. Put your ego aside ladies and stop breeding like rabbits, you silly twits. Please note: I would never ostracise a stupid women for having a child if I saw one. She has made her decision, now she has to live with it. Btw, I believe all those above reason why a woman has kids, also applies to married ones. And, someone told me, it is common within a marriage also, for the husband to pressure the wife into having multiple kids so his ego can be passed on. Stand strong against your spouse’s egotistical pressures!! (In my family, it was my mum who pressured dad into having multiples!) (Take up gardening – far more enjoyable, less expensive!) I recall a high school teacher telling me that some of the year 10, 11, and 12 girls, were deliberately getting pregnant, so they could get the then Baby Bonus from the government, which was $5000 cash when baby was born! Stupid libs, they don’t know how naive young women are, how they are incapable of thinking and planning ahead due to their inexperience. And no one tells them, that unless they have a clear set path of 3 meals a day for the next 20 years, then they should not even contemplate having kids. How about that for REAL disgrace. I believe the Baby Bonus has been scrapped (thanks to Julia Gillard, hooray), the previous politicians seemed to be under the impression that Australia needs to populate, well WRONG, this is not the 50s any more. Australia needs to curb its population; we have run out of water, or at any rate, send people up to the far North, like Cook Town, hardly anyone up there. {And stop wanting your investment housing prices to skyrocket – plain greed.} I know there’s women out there who start off with a husband, then have kids, but things go awry, they get divorced, or he dies, and she’s left on her own with the kids. The thing is, if she had of known she would end up on her own, she probably would not have the kids in the first place. I mean, what’s the point, on your own. The husband is designed to bring home the bacon, so then the mother can get on with the feeding and raising, it’s a common-sense situation. So, I’m thinking there should be insurance against “husband loss”, and actually I can’t believe that there isn’t already insurance for it. There seems to be insurance for everything else, so why not this tragedy. (I know some things are hard to hear, but there is still more; I personally believe husbands in long term marriages, who run off with younger women, do so, because that is the nature of a paedophile; wanting to be around naive young women, who don’t know how bad/evil/difficult life is.) Unfortunately, I can’t take credit for having that stunning Acacia in my garden - part of the much-desired cognata hybrids 26. Moving to a Big City When I was in year 10, my mother suggested I go and speak to the school careers counsellor, to get some advice on what I should do after I left school. (Kind of the WHOLE point of school). So, I went and spoke with her, her name was Dr Scarf, and well, what happened, was strange - she basically refused to help me, her exact words “I can’t help you”, she insisted I leave her office. She was such a bitch. I’m not sure what her issue with me was, I certainly wasn’t rude to her in any way, maybe she just didn’t like me, but she would have nothing to do with me. I mean, I could cry blatant discrimination, but I’m not entirely sure what she was discriminating against? She should certainly not have worked at that school; she certainly should have not been a careers counsellor. BTW, that was the same woman who used to eavesdrop on the girls conversations, and try to will ‘swearing’, so she could pocket a $5 fine. She is just another typical evil women, I have encounted quite a few of them in my life. Perhaps the fact that she could not ‘will’ me, was the issue as to why she did not like me? Anyway, so since, later after that 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 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, and they happily answered my many curious questions I had about drugs. I quietly deduced; boredom and laziness, but above all, rebellion were 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 about young people, their audience, could phone in and ask about drugs, so if they had any curious questions they could phone them!! I tell you; pervert dogs my whole adult life. And this is what you get if you don't have privacy, you get complete ‘fuck up’ situations by stupid little dogs who work in the entertainment industry; encouraging young people to take drugs on the radio! They were probably incahoots with the musicians, as its 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 quite a few nice ‘originals’ types there, who I befriended. 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. (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 either). They still have not done anything about this in 2025, and the situation is getting 50000 times worse. 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 Lifestories, 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 – 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. 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 despots who follow me. What I also noticed when I moved to Sydney, was not only the fact that there were a lot of Asians in Sydney, which by the way, after you live in Sydney for 10 years or so, you no longer notice Asians at all - but at first, especially if you get off the train at central, it’s a total culture shock, it’s very odd to see all those Asian faces, and in that area, it is predominantly Asian, it is right near China Town. When you are from a country town like Gunnedah, where there’s basically only Western people, and the occasional Abo, or the local Chinese restaurant owner! It is quite something. Culture shock. 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. 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! 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? SH 🤫 sh LIFE STORIES P1 NEXT About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P!(this), LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. 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I love the Internet - Truly, changed my life, helped me greatly, thankyou thankyou. (I remember the day Google came into existence. I was there, I was just thinking; I need a plain simple search engine that doesn’t have any adds, and is easy to read, understand and see results. And wallah! I clicked the button, and then there was Google! – the most magical day of my life!! A new era has begun.) Life Stories P7 - The Stupid woman Stalking Page My car I purchased in 1996,a new Daewoo. The obsessed female car. Another stalker Neighbours who follow me MPB stalkers 1. Public Transport in Sydney – biggest area of ‘bad types’ I mentioned on my blog that I kind of went from one world, to bizarro dog world, when I turned 18. Having a somewhat normal childhood, with normal interactions with kids, certainly all the girls at school; I deemed pretty much normal. And I said it was not until I started working that I encountered so many of these stupid thieving dog women. However, after thinking about that some more, it wasn’t really the workplace initially, it was public transport to and in Sydney; it proved to be extremely problematic. Public transport, at least back then in the early 90s was full of really bad types of people. I used to frequently get followed home after I used public transport. It happened pretty much every time I used to catch public transport. Every time. And I did not get a car until after 4 years of living in Sydney. 4 years of public transport. Mainly I feel this was the case, because I always travelled alone. So, at first when I was studying, catching the train daily, I was frequently followed by girls - girls were the biggest “latches oners” when I was 18. They were kind of obsessed with woman on their own. It was so bizarre how they would just see me, and then start following me. This is truly weird female behaviour. I say female, but I know this is something I would never do. I would never follow anyone, little let alone a total stranger, and I am fully woman, so I think the people who follow me like that, they deserve a whole other category of their own, and I put them into the category of dogs, because that’s what stray dogs do. One time I remember 2 girls followed me all the way home after I left the train, up a big hill, and in fact, that’s the only reason I saw them directly, because this hill was quite steep, and most people were not used to walking up a hill like that, but I did it every day, and I noticed those girls, because they were huffing and puffing, and moaning and whingeing, and when they saw me looking at them, they kind of took off, they were very suspicious, and shortly after that, we were robbed - they took everything in our small meagre flat. It was no doubt them and their dog men who did it. One other place I remember, at Chatswood. I would definitely still have people follow me there too, but that place was not conducive to burglary, as it was a share house, and they had a menacing dog, it was trained killer dog, seriously trained to attack and kill humans (a proper canine dog), so nothing was ever taken when I lived there! {I guess I should have ‘cottoned’ on and taken trained killer dogs to me when I moved to Sydney! This is an indication to the character types one needs protection from in Sydney}. Infact it is a little strange looking back, but I guess still I am the same; just exactly how ‘unafraid’ I was at being on my own. Most people are afraid. And still after all the horrible people I encounter in my life, the people who target singles; I still prefer to be on my own. It’s an obvious ‘right choice’. Another place I lived was above an awful shop in a busy area, so there was always a lot of people around, and that deterred burglars. (By the by, that shop was run by a Vietnamese family, and the two sons, were taller than me - unusual for Asians. Not that I really noticed back then, but looking back, they were unusually tall, tall and skinny. It’s like I moved to Sydney and lived next door to the tallest Asians ever!) {I caught them both one day being cruel to animals; so immediate write off}. And of course, just a general following, and stalking by other people who weren’t necessarily burglars, but just wanted to follow a girl, intrigued by a girl on her own, this fact seemingly to them, meaning some sort of interaction is required. Some of them would try interacting with me as well, others would like, do the whole bitchy little girl thing, of pointing to me and whispering to their friend – staring at me and then giggling for the whole trip. It was a constant total nuisance. I recall catching the country train from Gunnedah down to Sydney (6hrs), one time two guys sitting opposite me were harassing me, after an hour when we stopped at Quirindi, or was it Werris Creek? Some girl hopped on, sat down next to me, and when she saw the situation of these two revolting creatures opposite, she got up, and said come on, and she lifted the chair to face the other way! I would never have dared to do something like that, as it would be perceived as extremely rude! – so naïve! - In our family, we weren't raised to deal with social retards! Everyone was polite and respectful. And indeed, this extended to our circle of friends. Everyone was polite and respectful. So there just was not any kind of “social retardation” or mental illness even. So different as an adult living outside that circle, where there is extreme dysfunction that goes on in society. Extreme. It’s like so many people weren't raised with respect and politeness being important. It's very odd. SO, thank goodness that girl got on, otherwise I would have been stuck again for the whole 6rs with antisocial bully young men harassing me, (should I say “no idea how to be social’” men). I still remember that girl, she had blonde hair - thank goodness for that Blondie! Heaps of other tedious stories on the matter. And I said again, just before, as, I remember now, before that time on the XPT, I was stuck on the same train for 6rs with 2 young men harassing me, IT WAS AWFUL, such peace disturbers, fear mongering nuisances. Those stupid young men should be locked up, at least they should not be allowed out unless they are supervised. I bet they were 3rd borns. They were not infront of me, they sat further back out of eye sight. COWARD DOGS. The whole train carriage would have heard them. Birdy told me those 2 stupid boys were from Gunnedah; one was called Gerard? Not sure if they were the same ones as blondie shunned?? Arsholes will be arsholes. {I think one of those tormenting arsholes turned up one day to visit my brother at my place in Pendle Hill – such fuckin arrogance.} It would have been good to put their names up here – to shame them, to shame their mothers for raising such degenerates. Public transport was a huge problem for me, I would say, particularly being young, but approaching 50 now, I’m pretty sure I’d still have the same problems of people stalking me and following me home if I caught PT. I mean I have a car now, and I still have people follow me in my car! I’ve chosen to leave the big dent in the back of my car, so people who follow can assume that I’m broke, have no money to fix the dent, so are turned off following me - I think it’s working. I just say NO to public transport, (unless of course it was the luxury private cabin travel that they do now with ensuite and 24hrs room service! – The Ghan on the ‘Indian Pacific Australia’ or the ‘Shiki Shima Japan’ or ‘Venice Simplon Orient Express France’ or ‘The Blue Train’ Africa!! - Not even in my dreams!). Realistically, I just can’t use public transport in Australia, due to all the stupid Australian dogs. Oh, that’s right; the one time when I travelled overseas, to Hong Kong, I stayed at my friend’s house from fashion school. I caught public transport there quite a bit, and I do recall being harassed one time only, by a child, a little boy on that train – harassment in the form of he thought he was being helpful. So I guess it’s not conducive to Australia. But it is conducive to STUPID PEOPLE, one thing I have noticed about people who harass me in such a manner – they are all stupid. And not just a little bit, but really stupid. Like the kind of stupid that ought to not be allowed outside. Stupid mothers breeding stupid kids- truly there needs to be some sort of regulation, plus NO more than 2, as woman CANNOT look after more than 2, PROPERLY. They are really HOPELESS. The ugly truth – the root of those PT problems; bimbo mothers. One of the biggest things I find so bizarre in life, is that nobody acknowledges this huge problem that I encounter on public transport, like it’s such a burden for me. Such a problem. What? doesn’t this happen to anyone else? I was later informed it does happen but to only certain types of people, like why there are a lot of university professors who do “research”, that’s their chosen job, hidden away out of the public, so they don’t get picked on. This would explain why Uni’s charge an arm and leg, paying for their salary too (!) Although when I was rmit, their annual fee was aprox $500, so I am not entirely sure if it is just other Unis that charge $10000+ a year or what? Well, actually, it does mostly seem to be a problem specific to me, I feel most people can travel on public transport without being followed and harassed (?) - I mean if this was NOT the case, no one would use PT and it would be closed down a long time ago. So, I want to make a point of saying that public transport is definitely a good thing if you're not me. Lol. I did see a YouTube video where people on a Japanese train were harassing a young woman, and they were doing it deliberately to torment her, but they were posing as actors, like “street performance”, and this girl clearly didn't want anything to do with them, she didn't want to interact with them - and that's what they were vying from her; interaction. The whole thing was painful to watch, it was obvious that those so-called “street performance” people WERE BULLIES. And also, really stupid bullies, because they couldn't read the situation, and see how uncomfortable that girl was, and this to me is an indication that they are 3rd borns + attention seeking loved starved idiots - yet another reason for bimbo mothers to stop having more than 2 kids. Bimbo mothers; the root of all problems. It’s bad enough having to now live in residential areas and be harassment by my neighbours, (whole dog family). I have since moved to a significantly more peaceful area, thank goodness. When I first moved here, I did have, initially, a problem with the teenage boy across the road yelling out, and motorbike hooning up to my fence, and I thought well I'm not going to commence another few years of living here with the same harassment problems from kids like at Sarina, so I immediately put in a complaint to the police, I even sent them a map showing where they lived! And that was the end of it, I haven't had any more problems, well on the whole, mostly. I can assure you it certainly makes a difference to your quality of life when you're not being harassed by the kids next door. Why so many people have kids, is still backwards. This country has some truly dysfunctional parts about it. Yes, these things really happened, and do happen. I am not making them up to fear monger. STOP TRYING TO OPPRESS ME. 2. Typical outing for Me, Another Example of Constant Incessant Persecution So, for about 15 years of my life, probably more, but you know, I didn’t really pay tooo much attention to anything when I was younger, and I’m getting pretty old these days, but when I ventured out, on an ‘unwork-related’ mission such as visiting a National Park - which by the way is actually work related, I have a nursery business and a keen interest in native plants, anyway, I somehow unbeknownst to me, manage to attract multiple ‘weirdos’. First of all, there was (actually, occasionally still is) a whole lot of women in new cars around me, and especially at petrol stations, (?) followed by young men (trying to be predators, but I just perceive them as nuisance flies) - who start harassing me and following me, because I’m not at work, (I think???) and on my own; they think I might be looking for ‘fun’. I can’t begin to explain my low opinion of these scum clueless creatures that harass; what stupid little boys disguised in grown men‘s bodies. STUPID. (Although at work, even under someone ‘s supervision, I would still be harassed in same manner by hoons outside, and often female). Also, btw, I find generally most people who harass me are short! Just a weird thing that short people are vulnerable to, this type of delinquent behaviour, it is a total dysfunction, and in my experience, you can never trust anyone who is short, I would go so far as to say a lot of them are actually mentally retarded, in my opinion, due to a lack of vitamins as a child. They certainly have no social skills to speak of whatsoever. (Thanks for all the short smarties that have since been in contact!!...) There are plenty of girls that follow and harass me, and in fact, mostly it’s girls, but I’m just remembering one specific incident here at a National Park in NSW, (Warrumbungle National Park), because I was really trying to get away from everyone that day in Gunnedah, at Henry st, and find some peace and quiet in this lovely forest, (I was later advised by a little birdy that it was John Peterson and his mates, who were car harassing me in Gunnedah at that time, as he was ‘pissed’ off that we never ‘hooked up’ – well, guess I was right about that rejection. But then later someone else implied it was stupid blonde bimbo, you know, the ones maybe from the ABC, the scum female narcissists, and not John. Whatever – all coward pathetic scum. Oh and later someone else or same person, said it was John Xidas, my friend from school’s older brother!!! So who knows. Pathetic scum. LEAVE ME ALONE! What I do is NONE of your business. So, but of course, once again, on that day, I had little shitheads just doing the exact opposite of what I want. I saw one of them, I think it was Heath Barwick? Thieving Idiot, he belongs in prison. (We are not friends, we never have been) Could have been a look-a-like or that flatmate from Melbourne – idiot, I think he stole my copper kettle? (– also stupid blonde bimbo said it was stupid blonde bimbo, not Mat the flatmate.) Or there was, in 2000, about 5 young men (little boys who were not wearing any shirts) who came out to my farm in the pretence they left something there before and were looking for it – or something, I can’t remember, (read my “Rowan Leigh - Never go to music festivals” photo story on p1), but I naively let them wonder around. And as they were leaving, they went past my room, which happened to be completely empty, it was a big house, and I heard one of them tell the other, “oh look, she does not have anything anyway!!” so those boys were definate thieves, someone would have sent them out to my house, (most likely stupid blonde bimbo), and it is possibly been those boys who have been stealing and harassing me since – burn in hell boys- you deserve a baseball batting, and, as you always seem to need for things to be spelt out FUCK OFF. Plus, I know there are women behind them, they are just the puppets. Again, I was reminded by someone, that it all comes down to my car – that’s what they were chasing – a feeling, a ‘flame feeling’. See my car below. (Course, I was followed around by dogs way before I got my car…..) You know it’s not my problem, that most other people have no guts or creativity, and just stick to “plane jane” cars. It ought not to be my problem, that there are so many stupid blonde bimbos either. IT IS NOT MY FAULT THAT YOU ARE STUPID! Here is a good spot to mention, back in about 2008 or so, my sister who was living with dad, decided we should go on a day outing to visit local sights, so we picked a National Park, and off we went. I can’t recall exactly where we went but I think it was a National Park behind Manilla somewhere, I remember Manilla because, when we drove down the main street in Manilla, there was a pub, and what appeared like about 20 horny men who leered out the windows and doors as we went past, whistling and woohooing! Idiots! No one else was harassing me, or ‘us’, for the whole trip, unlike if I were on my own at any other time in my adult life. People are so stupid. When we arrived, there was a “National Parks and Wildlife” sign, talking about the protected area, and explaining some of the species there. Someone had planted a whole heap of Grass trees near the sign too. Very pretty! But right near the car park there was a dried-up creek, and there, munching away, in the National Park, were at least 5 cows. So – “protected” my arse! We could see the fence near the creek, it did not go through the creek, so that’s where they were coming and going as they pleased. And that area is usually dry, this means those cows would usually be there, eating species into extinction. Some anti-green, greedy farmer, cashing in on NSW Parkes and Wildlife. I should point out the difference in land that is not grazed, compared to land that is grazed on, is chalk and cheese. Like ungrazed, is this lush green thick covering, over the earth, even in drought times. But grazed, it’s a sparse yellow brownish ‘desert looking’ ‘drought looking’, dry appearance, pretty much all the time except immediately after rain. So HUGE difference in the land that does not have cows grazing, and especially noticeable in low rainfall areas. This is why trees are so important, in farmers paddocks – plant some Kurrajongs you lazy hics. (p10, no 15 –“My Kurrajong idea for Australian Farm paddocks”. Also note my garden on each header of my Blog; how green is that grass in my yard, with NO WATERING, 7yrs into a 9yr drought). Told you. All I did to my “lawn”, was mow, I had a “mulcher mower”, it was brilliant. Plus, I got rid of any painful weeds like bindy or cathead the first season I was there. None grew back. I did not care about any other weed that grew in the lawn, so long as I could wear bare feet on it, and it could be kept short, fine by me! ‘Perfect lawn’, not a priority. Btw, horses are just as bad as cows. Saw recently a documentary on the current war about the Brumbies in The Snowy Mountains near Mount Kosciuszko – sorry to say, and I love horses, but they have to go! National parks need protection against cattle, sheep, pigs and horses (sometimes rats too). Of course, they cannot be aerial culled - come on, what's wrong with you. How would you like a nuisance member of your family ‘culled’ (shot)?? Reign them in, build a fence, pay a bounty, do what you have to do, then sell them to whoever wants them, for next to nothing, free? Horses are expensive, so I know they will sell at a good price. There are many private properties with horses, living in ‘environmental harmony’. Fine. So keep National Parks protected. 3. This driver is obsessed with me This car, I’m not sure what its number plates were back then, but it’s exactly the same as this car (which is now parked at my neighbours across the road. Just sits there never moves has been there for a month’s now) I’ve had a huge problem with whoever was driving this car; they would follow me around whenever I went into town in Gunnedah and Tamworth - basically harassing me. And whoever it was, they would always put P plates on, and there would be some decorative feature in pink. I think the number plates were pink as well, so the windows were dark, so I could never see who was driving, but once I saw a short tubby blonde girl (I am pretty sure it wasn’t R Wainberg, but looked like her) And I strongly suspect the driver was not a P plater, as the car constantly had P plates on (for about 10 years in fact) so that’s just weird. I’ll bet they have very sore legs and a big ass, from driving around so much. (I think that same short blonde girl was harassing me one year at the Christmas Street lights, about an ebay bid I cancelled?? - DOG) This car is also one of the cars that leaves when I leave and then returns when I return plus I saw the son of that couple who owns that house follow me over to the beach one day. Maybe they have borders in that house? there seems to be at least five different cars there, one driver I saw is tall and skinny. You know, if you’re thinking about me, then you’re not thinking about what you’re supposed to be thinking about – and that’s good food, btw. So, stop occupying your time with me, and think about food. 4. 26th July 1130am WHITE SUV following me again - most likely stealing my mail Every time I leave my home and go down through Kookaburra Park, there’s always a white SUV either parked by the side of the road in various spots, or goes past me. This girl is obsessed with me and appears to have mental problems - if anyone sees her, please Bom Wake her, - she steals, poisons my food and tampers/breaks my car, not to mention, harass’s. This has now stopped, since I did this blog, thankyou thankyou. 5. Well, you can try to keep up I am frequently remined of some guy rebuking me when I suggested I was followed around and harassed. He implied it was all in my head (arshole), so I have started writing about many of the times in my past when I have had such problems, I can’t write about all of them, as there are too many. But looking back, I have realized, that ‘followed’ and ‘harass’ is really an understatement, and the word ‘persecution’ is more realistic. Since I started writing about it, it has been GREATLY reduced, but am still followed by cowards in cars, where ever I go. (Bugger off btw, are they simpletons? Why does someone want to follow someone else down the street? Do they have heaps of petrol money to spend? do they have heaps of time to waste? I can truly only imagine that these people are so retarded, they can’t think of anything to do, so that they have to follow somebody else around - this is the epitome of stupidity, get a brain you idiots, and stop being a nuisance.) Because I have a Collapsed Arch, I have not been able to walk or do exercise for nearly 5yrs now (Doctor could not diagnose it till 3rd year) so that, in conjunction with COVID19 gov cash grants, (how nice not to worry about food for a change) I have put on a little weight. I figure a bike might help as I can push the pedal into the arch. So, I have started riding down to check the mail every day. As of two days ago, they have now started to wait down there for me - yesterday there was a blue car waiting for me (honestly could be coincidence, but today there was a child harassing me (often if I hear a Childs voice yelling out, but I can tell it’s a woman pretending to be a child, somewhere along the lines of Bart Simpson), from one of the houses at the big dam when I rode past, and then a white van going to that house. I am going to have to take my camera now when I go riding. DOGS -persecution. (Nothing has been stolen over the last 2 weeks, except 1 batch of frozen roo mince) Honestly, I think their main evil plan is to try and make me sound crazy, because I can see what is going. Its like they know how to make someone appear crazy by simple ‘people placement’ and theft. It seems to be a ’thing’, a cultural thing amongst bogan Australians who are ultimately in juvenile REBEL MODE; “let’s have some fun with person and try and make this person seem crazy”. And I can assure the police in Gin Gin fall for it hook line and sinker, its like they have absolutely NO IDEA what goes on. Btw, I only had my bike for a couple of months when I realized, I could no longer ride it due to knee arthritis in both my knees. Dam! And I will put this Melbourne bike riding story in - When I was in Melbourne I was accosted by this bicycle guy, he kept a look out for newcomers (hall monitor type) and whenever he saw someone new in the area, he would stalk them, and then just as you’re about to get out of your car, he would zoom past, he would like wait and time it, so you get a bit of a fright - in order to make the newcomer, aware that there are bicyclists in that area, so you can’t just open your car door because you might knock one flat. He was like a full on territorial dog guarding his streets and fellow cyclists! I bet he only targeted women on their own. (My brand-new $470 bike, sold for $110 at the Bundaberg Tender Centre last month – what a waste – story of my financial life.) why can’t I find these good things secondhand? Also, here is a good a spot as any, I mentioned above covid19; I’m hoping after the whole, extreme (almost 2 years) of COVID-19 virus saga, that we are now more aware of the contagiousness of viruses, people are now more willing to cover a mouth when coughing and sneezing, and will stay out of the community if you’re sick. {I remember before, people had no problems going to work or school, or generally interacting with people, when they were sick. Ridiculous! If you’re sick you have to stay home; make the most of it, a couple weeks in bed watching Netflix – hooray! I think we should take it even further, and that is, instead of kissing one another hello, as some people do, particularly amongst family members at holiday time; instead of kissing, it should be just cheek to cheek transaction. Take a moment. Much more pleasant and meaningful. 6. Stalking Dogs in Melbourne I want to write about the girls in Melbourne. I moved to Melbourne and went to RMIT for a very brief time, I say brief, as it was so unbearable down there, I soon had to leave. I was surrounded by these girls, really I say girls, but the only words to describe them are stupid little leach bimbos, they would be constantly around me on a daily basis, especially in the mornings, but I remember specifically one time, I needed to get a ruler for my course, a special grading ruler, and it’s kind of hard to explain but those stupid bimbos would try to control how I got to the place of purchase, and which particular ruler I should choose - without going into the details, I just wanted to express here, how fucking humiliating those stupid girls are (they still would be, stupid bimbos like that can’t be helped. Get a fucking brain you stupid little dogs). I think Cathy Goldman has something to do with it. I still have people who hang around and do the same, they were at Bundaberg on the 17th dec, different ones, but organized following, condescending. Since I have cameras now, it’s not so easy for them, because they’re cowards and they don’t want to be seen as a Nazi bully, they especially don’t want to be yelled at or made a public spectacle of. Btw I can’t help but see some of them, they usually try and hide in the general public on the street, and I don’t waste time seeking dogs out. Most of them that I’ve seen had blonde hair, not always, just an observation. I can still clearly see one, she was a blonde with fair skin, kind of a big (in my mind she looked dumb and zombie like, as if she was under control by another force (so important to be of sound mind all the time), but I also saw her somewhere else in a different state at Centrelink behind the counter, she is one of those dogs that literally follows me around. If I had my way, she would be getting the electric chair, the world would’ve been a better place without. Fuck off. When I was in Melbourne also some of my family was there for a brief period. I know my brother’s wife Sherry, saw one of the guys that was harassing me one morning, which is very unusual as they don’t usually let themselves be seen in front of people like family or friends (Secret plot to make me sound crazy), and I say a guy, but usually it’s always girls harassing me, just occasionally there are young men or fully grown men. Sherry did not know what was going on or why that guy was there, she just thought he was talking to us from across the street, and was like “what the?”. {Oh, by the by, one time in Sydney, I was staying with my aunt, she noticed that where ever we went, there were people in brand-new cars, she said look, they are everywhere! I’m not sure whether she made the connection that wherever I go, I’m followed around by people in brand-new cars, or did she just think everyone in Sydney suddenly had a brand-new car! BTW, they do this (this is my theory) to show off their brand-new car, and also car manufacture people do it to show off any new things they have done, like a cool new blinker design, or a new hub cap design, etc etc. They show off in an obvious and overt way like stopping right in front of me for no reason, for about 30 seconds, with the new blinker on! And my sister was also there, I was trying to tell her about the ruler situation, she implied it served me right because I was trying to buy the wrong ruler, (what the fuck?) like maybe I should’ve prodded her to find out exactly what she was talking about, but as far as I’m concerned, this comment, makes her one of the stupid dogs too. 3rd borns, if only mothers new how handicapped they are compared to 1st borns, if they knew, no one would have more than 2. I think special attention needs to be brought to the “Secret plot to make me sound crazy” part, that I mentioned above – I am not sure whether that person on the street where Sherry was, would deny he was talking to me if I confronted him?? But I do believe the girls involved in persecuting me do so with the intent to make me sound paranoid -little blonde ‘goodytwoshoe’ types, as they want to discredit me, (because I have all the dirt on many stupid girls, especially from school) And when someone is diagnosed as being paranoid, often that diagnosis is mis associated with ‘potheads’. Hence why they are stealing small invaluable items from me on a weekly basis over 10yrs, in the hopes to drive me nuts and paranoid, so then they can discredit me and call me paranoid pot head. And hence why they tried to label me as someone with mental health problems – read my mental health story on my about page - STUPID LITTLE WOMEN- truly stupid. They are evil. I am not, and was not ever a ‘pot head’ (I have tried it though, when I was 18, I did not like it – apparently in some circles, I specifically had a reputation for being a drunk and on drugs? Neither of which is true – I still do not drink, not even a little bit! {the dog network, spreading rumours, could have been spurred by my little sister Penny Bieman?}). I am not paranoid, even after their attempts to try and drive me nuts with constant theft and verbal harassment. Of course, every action there is a reaction, but I am a very cool, calm and collected person. Still. Just somewhat more cynical and cautious after my experience with MOST people. I should further point out, those ‘goodytwoshoe’ types wanted to use me as an example; because so many people thought that I was on drugs and a pothead, then they could say- “look what happened to her now, she’s crazy, and has no house, and it’s from drugs, so don’t use drugs” They literally think they are doing good. NOT ON DRUGS. So, in the in the process of their “helpful” tirade, they are ruining my reputation and causing a whole heap of problems for me, plus other people too. And by the way, I have actually met a couple of hard-core long-term potheads, and they are by no means paranoid at all, not in any way, shape or form. So, I know it’s not a general rule, those ‘goodytwoshoe’ types are wrong, as usual. I would say being paranoid would more likely come more from being chastised at school by nazi teachers, or from being wrong in class and in turn being reprimanded or humiliated. Sets their future up as being fearful of doing the wrong thing. (Teachers are hopeless) and NEWSFLASH, smoking pot, does not lead to a sudden interest in trees – you stupid little short blonde from Gunnedah, as in people who garden, plant trees, or have an interest in horticulture, are not POTHEADS. Btw, it is still illegal to use, supply and possess cannabis in Australia – all states, except for; medicinal purposes; and that requires a doctor’s prescription – and then you can buy it at the chemist! Just looked it up on google. 2022 {the chemist did this, as they were sick of missing out on all the sales of pot - $50 a little bag if I remember from when I was 18} WHAT A WASTE OF MONEY, talk about retail suckers!! One of my neighbours smokes it, I can smell it – I am pretty sure I know who it is. And I have noticed the type of person that would succumb and fall victim to marijuana use, are the type of people who have a natural born Nuisance personality trait, that is someone who really needs supervision, as they can’t think of anything better to do, so they resort to drugs - to occupy themselves. Having said that, I do feel in today’s modern times, at 18 or thereabouts, when everyone else is ‘experimenting’ and pretty much going through a ‘rite of passage”, those kids that don’t try pot; in my experience, it is those kids who have a cowardly personality trait, they have no guts, as it does take a bit of courage to try something you know nothing about; they live in fear, but then this personality type, goes on in society to do damage under the pretence of superiority. I think someone needs to point out, that a recreational drug was created for an experience, so you can learn something about yourself- like maybe how to laugh at silly stuff… so that is what you get from it. So, there is no point repeatedly doing it, you will gain nothing from the experience anymore, nothing. I am not sure it would relieve pain either, I am not experienced in this matter, but I would think not. Possibly the people in terminal pain, no one really cares if you’re on drugs or not, so do whatever…. Just by the by, did you know that single ladies (who drive charcoal cars that look like a mouse), are not permitted to attend Melbourne Aquarium. There is no such written rule, but I can assure you, this is law amongst the people of Melbourne. And if you do have the audacity, as a single lady, to attend Melbourne Aquarium, then the local council will give you some sort of fine. I have mentioned before, since I have written this blog with all these kinds of details, the stealing has been reduced – but they still are stealing from me, including some of my writings, like the bit I said about ebay staff was deleted, lucky I saw it the following day and re wrote it – it was the bit about how if I create a new account, they deleted it within ½ hr (they track me constantly, turned me into a cat and mouse game, they did it, do it on Facebook too). Bunnings Bimbos still steal from me; my Petunia was stolen by their delivery driver a few months ago, looked like the same girl who stole my trees on the Keepit Dam Rd near Gunnedah, who also looked like the territorial dog who worked at Bonds in 1994 when I worked there too. Women – so fucking stupid. 7. Postage dogs who deliver my mail to my neighbours – their friends instead of me. There is this weird game the dogs play; they try to manipulate you by taking advantage of the situation, like an ‘opportunist’; so, for example (they do it in many numerous ways, but I’ll try and give you an example of where it’s really obvious what they do, sometimes it is not so obvious). So, maybe you’re expecting a parcel, (COVID TIME), you keep a watch out for the mailman or the courier. And delivery trucks keep turning up at the neighbours, like, ‘they do signs’, to try and inflict concern, so all parcels (including yours) are being delivered to all your neighbours, and you don’t get your parcel. That’s their game, initially to try and trick you. Seriously a horde of delivery trucks on standby, or ready to drop everything and play games. (They did this at Gin Gin big time). So, if you just ignore these mentally retarded antagonistic dogs, and wait, usually the parcel turns up - in the past this has been the case, although here at kookaburra Park, it actually doesn’t turn up, they do steal my mail by delivering it to my neighbours, I’ve had literally dozens of items in the 2 years I’ve been here, stolen this way, through the post, as well as FastWay couriers (whose real name is SlowWay Couriers – such rude nasty cunts). My parcels gets delivered to my neighbours - friends of the mail contractor and Courier, I personally believe, they are friends. I kicked up a big stink about this, (as in, made several complaints) because it’s an easy problem to solve; just find out who the contractor was, but instead of doing that, they have actually ban me from the post office, and from eBay. I truly think I’m surrounded by complete morons. Thank goodness there are many many other online websites who will quite happily send items to me with proper tracking number (StarTrack always deliver, as does TNT, DHL) Fedex steal from me. So, in the past when I’ve ignored the mentally retarded antagonistic dogs, the dogs feel like they have lost because they didn’t “get to me” as in, I wasn’t concerned, stressed or worried because I knew it would turn up. They really feel like they LOST – just so weirdly bizarrely wrong and stupid. So, if I had of been concerned about it, and even phoned the courier up, and demanded to know where is it, then, according to mentally retarded antagonistic dogs, I would’ve “lost” because it means that I was paying attention to the stupid people who are having fun playing this sign game. So if I ignore whats going on I win! I’m not sure where the logic is? I mean do they want people to be complete zombies and not pay attention to what’s going on around them? Stupid games by stupid people. Another one of the courier games was refusing to deliver my mail unless one of the neighbours were home, as in implying; child minder required. Just nasty bitch behaviour. They also did that at Sarina occasionally {but after I left Gin Gin and lived in Sarina, suddenly, on the whole, I no longer had those extreme mail problems that I had in Gin Gin, this posty even delivered ALL my parcels to my front door!!” but the courier companies at Sarina were still a problem, infact, that courier behaviour may have come to full fruition at Sarina, as I wrote about it on my Blog (and I had given my blog address to all my neighbours there!), I talked about all the bloody Toll mega semitrailers stalking me every time I went to mail my letters, plus at Bundaberg, same thing with these huge Toll trucks. So, since leaving Sarina, I have not had this problem at my new address so far, (just the nuisance narcissist ambulance sirens all this week). It seems the main aim is to try and manipulate the ‘girl’, without being seen and caught so to speak, like a rebellious child-like activity. I’m pretty sure they target single ladies, I mean I’m usually always on my own, so I don’t really have any experience in this area, but I suspect this is the case. As when other people are around me, I don’t usually have this kind of problem, occasionally they will do signs, which can be kind of annoying if you’re trying to have a conversation with someone and they keep flashing up particular signs, like billboards on a truck that drive past, or flashing lights, banging drums, beeping horns, trucks that have metal bits attached so it is designed to be ‘overly noisy’ when going past, commentating - they have all sorts of means and ways of how they do it, they especially use these tactics to give you ‘confidence’ or take your confidence away, to make you sound foolish in front of the person you’re talking to, or make you sound good, empower and unempower, they can be very manipulative. This is why it’s important to know how to, first recognise them and then secondly how to ignore them, truly – unfortunately this is not a figment of my imagination, they do this absurdity. And usually if you talk about these things to other people when they’re not happening, so you can’t point out to them exactly what’s happening, they will often assume that you’re crazy, like there’s such a lack of understanding about mentally retarded antagonistic dogs , I find it really weird. I heard once that this is deliberate amongst the ‘powers that be’, so as not to ‘reward’ bad behaviour with attention of trying to catch them. Because they feel, those mentally retarded antagonistic dogs, all they want is attention, because of their hopeless parents, who starved them of love when they were growing up. So now they act out, in the form of attention seeking behaviour. This makes sense enough, although, really, in my experience, you can’t do anything about a problem, until it’s acknowledged. It needs to be acknowledged and then addressed. I mean you could acknowledge it with a gunshot, which would be fine by me, but there obviously needs to be tactics thought of in dealing with these morons, I know the police do absolutely nothing about those menacing truck drivers who so disturb the peace here at Gin Gin. I mentioned in one of my stories my brother‘s wife, saw one of these people who was harassing me outside our place of stay in Melbourne - it’s really unusual that they make themselves seen, they have some secret plot to literally make you sound crazy. Like for some the whole point of their signs” is to not only make you sound crazy if you talk about them, but to actually inflict psychological torture. {after one of my complaints about them, on the ABC, I heard this woman say “oh, would we do that – nooo” – like her sarcasm suggests, “yes, we are fucked people, and t our main aim is to manipulate and inflict psychological torture on women, it is fun for us”. I think part of the excitement for them, is they want to be unseen and sneaky for some reason. (they want to be a fly!) At one point I suspected that they target poorer people, because there seemed to be a lot of mentally retarded antagonistic dogs who do this, who have money and time to waste, but after living on a property that was owned by a lawyer, I no longer think this is the case, because I saw them trying to have a go at him as well. So not just single ladies either. I can assure you these mentally retarded stupid antagonistic people are very real, there is something wrong with them in their head, only, because of their sneaky dog ways, they think they’re really clever. Someone told me they think its “Art”, as in, a creative way to communicate (deranged, disturbed, and unhinged.) It is an absurd pastime, they remind me of that slightly mentally challenged boy ‘Lennie’ from Of Mice and Men, how he first accidentally killed a puppy, then manhandled Curly’s wife, and choked her to death without really knowing what he was doing. L-E-N-N-I-E Or other such behaviour that socially challenged country delinquents get up to. I am from the country, and I can assure you – there are plenty of socially challenged country delinquents, I have met some mothers of these creatures – they are hopeless. I don’t know why the powers that be have got away for so long the activity of encouraging so many women to breed “populate or perish’ – just so wrong, children are NOT for everyone. PARENTING CLASSES PLEASE! SO, as far as I am concerned, those mentally retarded stupid antagonistic dogs, are not worthy of living on planet Earth. STOP USING ME TO TRY AND FEEL INCONTROL OF YOUR LIFE. I’ll have to add, these people, I’m guessing were raised with extreme alcoholism problems within their parents/teachers/grandparents…. So, for these big issues, to be addressed, I don’t see how there’s any way to address them, without addressing family values for the future. Parenting class for all pregnant mothers. Alcoholism! Geeze, even a three-year-old could see the problem of drinking these days. You know, it is my experience, that everybody wants to be ‘in control’, EVERYONE. But if you’re under the influence of drugs or alcohol, you relinquish that control, so it just doesn’t make any sense at all - And anyway, drug and alcohol abuse is done by people who want one thing; and that is, they want to be saved, they want someone to literally save them and put their life on track, they are waiting around for someone to save them. I suggest to those people; turn to God because no one is going to save you. wakey wakey Australians. I put the Australian flag above, as I am fairly certain this retarded problem is only an Australian bogan thing! (According to google Australia, America’s and the UK's per capita alcohol consumption has fallen significantly from peaks in the 1970s, reaching lower levels from 2000+): So, this is evolution. And see, you can see it, it does happen; what was like in the past, is different today. Also, I want to say about mentally retardation: if you think there is something wrong: try looking within, and start gardening, really gardening, only you can help you. 8. The weird and bizarre phenomena on of people leaving their house when I leave my house So yesterday I complained to the police anonymously about the trucks waking me, and everyone in the park up, at aprox 3:30am every morning, and guess what, last night there was no trucks. I’m not sure if this is going to be a whole thing now, or maybe it was just for one night? But yesterday, again they switched the water off, so again I have no water! And the other thing is I went to MpB yesterday, before I left, I was putting my rubbish out and 4 cars appeared (unusual in quite kookapark). One of them appeared just as I was leaving my house, a car from down the road that left too - this is not a coincidence, this happens every time I leave, it used to be obvious my neighbours were following me when I went to the post office, but since I no longer go to the post office, they still seem to be following me. - that first car at my gate was at Helen Dobles house, so maybe it’s Helen who is following me around today? I managed to get a close up photo when that car followed me to the rubbish area, looks like Helens grandson? They seem to take it inturns, and they leave just ahead of me, in the attempts to disguise the fact that they are following me. Before it was a car from the house next to Helens, at David Hookers. I put a YouTube up showing that car. I’m pretty sure I had people who follow me when I went to MpB that day. But the thing happened yesterday at MpB was a whole spate of mothers and daughters placed in front of my car. I did catch them all on camera, but I don’t feel it worth going through the whole process of editing my bodycam and car camera video recordings. No one wants to see a whole spate of mothers and daughters. Oh there was quite a few people doing bike signs, to remind me that I could put up my “for sale” poster at MPB. I would have more of a chance selling it there than at Gin Gin, I want to sell my bike, as I have for arthritis and can’t ride it (damm it) and MPB is an excellent place to ride a bike, all flat. And while it was good to be reminded of this, as is sometimes the case, unfortunately more times, many more times, it is NOT good. I deeply resent people who do ‘signs’. So condescending, it’s unbelievable, you have no right to infringe yourself, to encroach yourself, on my life; who the fuck do you think you are? we are not in a relationship. Such widespread surveillance, infringes, my personal liberties. Get your own life and don’t be so disrespectful towards me. STOP DOING LOOKALIKES, and stop following ahead of me!! Stop wasting someone’s moneytime. Oh, after I complained to the police about the trucks, the trucks disappeared, so now there’s a motorbike, a noisy one at around 3am. The reason why I think they’re waking me up is because this particular person can’t handle image transfer and dreams (see my Dream Watchers photo story), so they just wake me up, and keep me awake. It is unbearable for me to be woken up - I need my sleep. Scientist doctors and academics, will agree with me here, people need their sleep, and interrupted sleep has dire consequences on performance function and memory throughout the day. And if you’re having problems with me and my god given ability, then you need to go and see a psychiatrist or even your local chemist ladies, they can give you an anti-psychotics. I believe that’s what the intended use of those drugs IS FOR. I can’t tell you if they work or not, I don’t have this problem. Although, I would suggest you learn to deal with it; we are never given anything we can’t personally handle, so figure it out MATE. It is totally unfair that I, my neighbors and the local animals are kept awake at night because of your problem. YOU WAKE UP and take control of your own life, and leave everyone else alone. By the way, the fact that you’re not getting good dreams, like you used to when I was young, and people would crowd around, is the result of the whole society of Australia, who have fucked up my life, and the irony of the situation is actually quite comical - and it bloody serves you right; be nice to the girl or pay the price. 9. Followed, Stared at, Harassed and Targeted Another example of a place I go out to, where I get followed by multiple people, whose main aim seems to be to stare at me. Sometimes they steal from me. Sometimes they actually come up to me and talk to me- although not usually. Since I’ve written about this at MPB, and other places too, there have been changes, with less harassment, although I suspect there are some people who come along and read my blog and then go and copy what I’ve been writing about, in true delinquent style. So that day at MPB, instead of the typical remote empty beach, that I love. I was followed there by about 20 people. There main aim, seemingly to be just to stare at me. But one person made a hissing noise, and one person pretended to steal something out of my bag, which I think was later stolen at Errol Zunker’s house, although I’m not entirely sure about that because there were people following me when I went to drop off a Gumtree item at Errol Zunker house too. But the person who pretended to steal something about of my bag on the beach was a kid, whose mother was standing nearby watching, seemingly to be orchestrating her son and keeping a “watch out” on me in the ocean – and she looked like Beyoncé. I was not aware Beyoncé had any little boy children, but who knows, and who knows who the mother actually was. Thieving mothers. That is not the only one. This reminds me of my brothers wife, one Christmas, she ‘stole’ my paint brush set, or was it just 1 out of the set? It was a while back. Do you see, this is what ALL women who cross my path do, they steal something of mine. They must think, “oh, well she has a whole set, she can spare one”, and so just takes one. Or, “oh well, those brushes are for crafts, which are for kids, so she does not need one”. Or, well, fuck knows, what they are thinking, but that is how they often steal from me, thinking nothing of it – like its no big deal. Most people, most women, are incapable of respecting anyone else but themselves. Btw, that song “We won the world” ; mean song, written and sung by a mean person. A non tour de force. So I'm updating this story today, it's like two years maybe more since I wrote it, and I can see why I said they copy what I wrote: I'm having the exact same problem just this week, with some stupid dog gunh ho mother and a stupid child next door harassing me verbally, and they have come in sneakily, the child I suspect, while I was talking to my landlord and it punctured my inflatable, as well as stealing a yoga ball. And a few weeks back somebody put a big scratch mark all the way across on my ipad, like they “keyed” my iPad; using the stanley blade that I had left out on the kitchen table, plus, and I think they did this the following day, or a few days later, they put a hole in one spot, then a big knife mark in another spot on the floor, the new floor, that my landlord just put in. So I'm thinking maybe the same arrogant person? The person who did this is also an attention seeker; they want me to write about it on my blog! Like only someone rich, empowered and stupid would do something like that. Rich, empowered, stupid DOG - the world is a strange place, and fairly ugly, a lot. Possibly also trying to get me thrown out, since I am a renter - this is a source of fuel for bitch mothers, like a point of weakness, that they jump on. And trying to get me thrown out is a recurring theme from bitch women, bitch mothers, bitch stupid mothers. So, to have those ‘followers’ – does anyone know or have any idea how unbearable they are? Oh yeah, I just love having 20 people follow me around to a nice quiet area, where I wanted to get a nice quiet swim, instead, finding multiple people just hanging about seemingly doing fuck all but mainly basically, harassing by being a nuisance. Maybe they think it’s a good thing to accompany me? I can assure you it is not. I like being on my own. I do not like to have uninvited dogs hanging about me, STEALING. Try and get it through your bimbo head – I hate you. Fuck off. Toll Stalkers Neighbour stalkers Bikini Bitches Tip stalker at Sarina Rangari garden 3mnths before I left 10. Toll truck wanting people to pay them a Toll, they work incahoots with retailers who overcharge I WAS BEING STALKED AND HARRASSED BY A Toll Truck Driver, have not seen or heard one for a few weeks. But every time I go to Bundaberg, I have one stalking me. I noticed every time I went to a shop who overcharged me, or stole from me, (which heaps of them do), I really try to avoid shopping anywhere except online or the supermarket, but anyway, after such an incident, there would always be a toll truck, that just pulls around the corner, and presents itself to me (EVERY SINGLE TIME) - and I think they’ve been doing it for years and years, but for years and years, I haven’t really paid any attention! But eventually, I have worked this out, they actually do “signs”, and this will be one of them – “they’ve overcharged you because they want you to pay a toll”, so who knows what the toll is for, they come up with all sorts of cockanninnie reasons, and it is nothing but theft. Guess what you little delinquents - I do NOT have to pay a toll when I go to Bundaberg. Infact, I do not have to spend any money at all - should I choose not to. Deal with it you scum. Toll should be closedown, because its owners have no control over its delinquent employers who carry on and behave like they are rebellious teenagers, when in fact they are grown? adults in their 20s 30s 40s and even 50s. Toll truck drivers have been a problem for years. 11. Neighbour Stalkers This is my neighbour’s car, there is someone that drives this car – she/he waits every morning for me to go outside whether that be 7am or 10am and then she revs the car and leaves, only to return about an hour or 2 later. She’s/he’s been doing this whole time I’ve lived at my new address for the past seven months, every day, practically. She or he is obsessed with me, and I suspect, most likely, the person who is stealing from me, and the person who makes loud noises at all hrs of the morning to wake the whole neighbourhood?? Also, just after they leave, someone drives down the HWY that runs alongside Kookaburra Park, and makes a loud banging noise, this happened every time, until I wrote this. I also saw David Hooker’s son, actually, I believe it is Sharon Millet’s son, from a previous marriage, at the post office when I went there, as well as all the way over at MPB, he was hiding in the bushes. So, I would say it is probably that person, the son who is stalking me and who drives that car. (Maybe he was one of the neighbours who take it in turns to follow me whenever I leave Kooka Park?) No one ever complains, except me, for OBVIOUS REASONS. The police do nothing. So, could that stalker please piss off out of my life. Since I wrote this, that has stopped happening, they seem to now just leave every morning same time. – they must have got a job (hopefully they are saving for a new car, so they can buy one that is not from prehistoric times, and is relatively quiet) In fact, I have mentioned this somewhere on my blog I’m pretty sure, about the women who present themselves to me in new cars, and beep their horn - particularly if someone/shopgirl, steals from me, afterwards they drive-by in a flashy car, and beep their horn. It’s a manipulation tactic to piss me off. Anyway, putting that aside, why don’t those girls who go and get the new cars (there have been HEAPS) - they must be car industry people, why don’t you give this person a new car!! They badly need one. It’ll save the whole neighbourhood from hearing loud revvi old car noise! 12. Hay Bimbo Naziheads -Hay and Dog Following Me Story, Dogs That Play Sides and Follow Me Around in Cars This is also along the lines of “saying it like it is”, in the hopes that it will stop (seems to work for some unknown reason) Okay so this is sometimes what happens, it’s been happening for some years in retrospect. I have these girls that follow me around when I am out and about. And when I stop at someone’s place (probably happens everywhere I go, but I only started to noticed it when I’m at somewhere remote like on a farm, - and as I leave there’s always some girls waiting in a car just down the road, with engine running, and I suspect what they do is go in and see the person after I’ve left. (in fact sometimes, they come in before and interrupt me -that’s happened a few times, come to think of it) and they kind of like ‘play sides’ I call them “the dogs that play sides”, so that the next time I speak to the farmer/person, they suddenly are really rude and disrespectful in some way, like for instance, I went to collect some Hay from Scott Warren, the guy was nice and friendly, we had a chat, the neighbour was burning his cane, we were looking at it -quite spectacular, he gave me an extra bale of Hay; 4 for the price of 3. And that was it, I left. – I saw as I was leaving, just parked down the road from his farm, on the dirt road, guess what, a car with girls in it, just sitting there, engine running. So, the following year I was looking for his Hay sign that he puts out, finally I saw the sign, so I drove down there, he’s about 10k’s out of Gin Gin, and I get there and there’s no Hay at all - he wasted my time, and my petrol. And it would have been because of those dogs in that white car that previous time. BTW, I have no idea who those dogs are, I don’t know them, I don’t recognise any, they never speak to me, I have absolutely no association with them, they’re not friends they’re not enemies, they’re just nobodies (I guess they would be enemies now, to be behaving like stupid stalking harassing dogs - they could be NEGS girls, or most likely prostitutes?? - anyway, they have no business following me around, it’s a disgraceful form of bullying). So yeah, this is what happens to me frequently, it’s like deliberate sabotage, just because I’m ‘me’. Oh, I have mentioned before problems with an obsessed house mistress from school, harassing and stalking me, this is just the same thing, isn’t it, so it could be her Cathy Goldman – I have reported her to the police. And, BTW, last time I drove to Bundaberg I had some bimbo following me around in a ute with hay piled in it. This happened every so often in Gunnedah too, only it was a big truck piled high then. A hey sign. I’ve come up with a way to deal with these dogs and that’s by taking photos of them, they will run and scream if there’s a chance, they’ll be caught on camera it’s quite amazing how it works (that’s the dog’s gift – an uncanny sense of the moment before being caught in the act of harassment or bullying) btw, I have stated before if I catch a dog on camera behaving as a bully, I will instantly upload it to YouTube. I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on you Tube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change all the good movies too) there are editing geeks who want to save the ‘fair’ bimbo. I’m sure now that I’m fully conscious of what these dogs do, I‘ll remember many more incidents. I carry my camera with me at all times, but it is actually quite hard taking photos when your out and about (and busy) so often I use my phone to video what is going on, I wear it around my neck. 13. Bikini Bitches - More hater dogs trying to fight me These 2 bikini bitches wanted to have a go at me at that parking sign - little do those two bimbo bikini girls know; I was Miss Paraguay 2004 kickboxing champion! Really and truly, I don’t know why I have this problem with dog bimbos coming up to me, trying to fight with me, always, where ever I go, same thing, they come up with ways to try and have a go at me; powertrip. Rack off you stupid pair of silly boob meat. (of course, I did not stop, I was not born yesterday) Look what I got now!! Mirrorcam! thank you thank you thank you! I’ve had monumental problems when driving around with dogs following me; in front of me, behind me. They do all sorts of things. They started to be a problem when I went to Melbourne; there are dogs down there, mostly male dogs, whose full-time job is, to do signs with numberplates - they have a whole array of personalised number plates down there and they do lewd conversations - they are disgraceful. The things I could’ve captured if I had my camera back then! Although I suspect once people know there’s cameras on board, bad behaviour will suddenly stop. And btw, I seem to be harassed more in the mornings, there seems to be some sort of change during the day, and in the afternoons, it’s quite different. I make a point now of not travelling anywhere in the mornings, because the dogs are so bad. If I wait till late then it’s much better, I have relatively more peace and quiet out and about. Except those bikini bitches did not care if it was AM or PM. And no one informed these bully bikini bitches I have cameras now. Stupid women. The amount of stupid women there are, is embarrassing. Thank goodness I know that there are actually smart ones with common-sense out there, somewhere. You know, why should I have to give something of myself to get these stupid women off my back? I don’t owe them anything. Fuck off you stupid dogs, fuck off, fuck off, fuck off. Btw, these women are the reason why there is inequality against women, these women are the reason why certain men are disrespectful towards women, these women are the reason why women don’t get paid as much as men (in some areas), these women are the reason Donald Trump won against Hillary Clinton. Wake up bitches. Oh, in case you didn’t work out, they are the ones to put the sign there in the first place, their premeditated plan they concocted. (As I have described on my blog, I have a dedicated team of dogs who harass me and steal from me, but I suspect those 2, just saw their own opportunity, and went for it!; territorial bulldogs; “this is our beach, you have to pay the toll” And while I am talking about signs, I want to mention something that has been happening for at least 5yrs – well it has increasingly got so frequent (there are some really stupid people that work in the entertainment industry making movies and shows); but there are also some very smarty-pants, some with a helpful nature, (a lot actually) some even genius, but those people want to warn viewers about the upcoming bad program – they can see what’s going on – the ‘intangible’, and they want to do it in a way that, they can’t be found out, that’s pretty much instant, and is kind of secretive, otherwise they may be fired. - What happens is, at the beginning of a movie or show, if there is some mode of transport flashing past the screen that beeps, so, either a car, train, or even ferry, this means that the show is mediocre bullshit and you probably shouldn’t watch it (or has stealing dogs in it, or is offensive and propagandist, or has predator evil rapist men in it…) Well, there have been a lot of programs that I have continued to watch after I’ve heard warning beeps, and they have been truly bad, often I’ve switched them off. BUT I do find this warning actually more annoying than the bad show - it’s up to me to decide what I watch, it’s not up to somebody else. Some times the beeps are so out of place, I even wonder if Netflix can do ‘over-sounds’ in the app? 14. Beige car woman trying to control what I see GET A LIFE STUPID Okay, there seems to be some stupid woman who is trying to control what I see; so, when I go to MPB, (2020) for the past 5 times there’s been someone in a beigey car at the turn off, always different times (I doubt that they will be there next time since I’m writing this) 5 times, not a coincidence. Then after I leave MPB, I go around the other side to get some water, and there is always some car drives past and beeps at me (different car always – {maybe it’s a jobs provider – they give those staff cars, and they abuse them, but I actually saw the beeping car at woollies one time, and it was definatly a car with a jobs provider logo on the door}) there was also a family there showering, and I’m pretty sure the mother was someone from triple j/tv, I’ve seen her a few times, actress, (not that I am any good at recognizing people, quite hopeless infact unless they have the same haircut and have not put on any weight.) Perhaps it was her yelling out and harassing me from the house near the dam when I went for a bike the day before? Who knows, maybe I should’ve told her to fuck off, but she seemed to be just there swimming with her family. Normal people yelling out at me?? Attracting car beepers?? What the. Constant harassment at Gin Gin / Bundaberg for being single. Ha! You stupid dogs, I am always going to be single. This seems to be an issue for you? You don’t seem to be able to handle the fact that I am single. Like you have a weakness. Better get used to it, ain’t gonna change. And stop inflicting YOUR dysfunction on me, your pathetic, I am sick of seeing your weakness. Next time I’ll get a photo. Also, btw, 3 people pulled up at my neighbours Helen Elders, the whole time I was gone, (CCTV) they left when I arrived back, again not a coincidence. I mean not that I care what my neighbours are doing, I really don’t have a nosy, meddling nature at all, but those people seem to be obsessed with me, it’s like the sole point of what they’re doing there; they just stare at me from my neighbours. I’m just wondering why are my neighbours wanting to entertain people who were obsessed with me -it doesn’t make any sense. Worse than that: I feel like my neighbours, Bob and Helen Elder are hosting perverts dogs, for the sole point of trying to see me from their yard – IT IS VERY WEIRD. But then when I do, and or even go down to the fence to see what the hell they are doing STARING at me, they take off at 100 miles an hour -they don’t want to be seen by me up close, or actually talk to me, it’s very odd – they just want to stare at me and my house. This is a repeated thing too, multiple times this happens and it happened at Sarina units, and a little at next address too. What the hell is wrong with them, have they no respect for my privacy? STUPID people do this. I strongly feel it has something to do with all the thefts that have happened to me since I have been at Gin Gin too. I do not believe anything was stolen that day when I was gone. Hay! It’s none of your business what I am doing right now YOU STUPID DOG WITH NO BRAIN OF YOUR OWN. Later I saw my landlord drive a car that looks just like that beige one, apparently it is her in-laws car, that she borrows. I am not stating it was her, could have been a look a like – this happens a lot to try to “trick” me – some idiot does it, it’s like a formula now I see and predict. Btw, in 2025, guess what turned up at my neighbours house, same beige car. Plus I had items stolen. And I was not prepared to put up with this beige bitch car driver for another 2 yrs, so I went around to my neighbours and confronted them telling them her guest was stealing from me – it did not go down too well, she booted me off her property!! Lol some people can’t handle the truth. Little girl. I have 0 tolerance for thieves. No takesibacksies. 15. Persecution at Woolworths and Coles instore, trailing off to other areas of Tantrum Throwing by Arrogant Stalking Monkeys on my Back Due to someone in 2020 (a young naive male doctor) accusing me of it “all being in my head” - the fact that I am followed around and harassed, it got me thinking of all the times when I have been harassed over the course of my life; and well, there have been numerous occasions, and really, ‘follow and harass’ is kind of an understatement, and the word more appropriate is persecution. {Stupid Doctor} So here is another example. (There are heaps of examples, but before Home Delivery, I used to get harassed at the supermarket, every time – MONUMENTAL problem at the supermarket, my whole adult life. HUGE). So, I have always been a ‘Quality Fresh Food Woolworths’, fan, for ever, even when there have been cheaper options. (Much to the annoyance of certain powers that be – if you have read this blog, there is a short blonde dog, who is obsessed with me, and wanting to put me in “low class”, – she would really hate the fact, that I shop at Woolworths, I mean, it would drive her nuts, and I am REALLY surprised that Woollies still delivers to me! I mean maybe they can’t be manipulated by stupid blonde dogs, unlike basically everyone else in Australia! Anyway, when I used to physically go to Woollies, this was the time I moved back to Gunnedah from 1998; there was a speckly staff girl that would obsess about me, and there’s also someone in a black car that was there, whenever I was there, at 7am. No idea who that person was (at Gunnedah). - actually, I think those two were in cahoots, and they put items that were on my list, on yellow ticket special!! (a little birdy later told me they did that because I was so thin, they thought me to be starving, and so wanted to help!). But when this became apparent to other people who work there, that this is what they did, then, another girl used to put items through twice at check out, to try and rip me off, infact they would try to steal anyway they could, if they thought no one was watching. This was the same mousy girl that worked at the reject shop and used to steal from me -stole my reading glasses, dozens of reading glasses (and she would have stolen them for someone else, as she was young and did not wear glasses). She is a STUPID jealous thief – I really wish I had her photo, HONESTLY THE WORLD WOULD BE 50MILLION TIMES BETTER WITHOUT HER AND HER ACCOMPLICES IN IT. I still get overcharged/stolen from, by this bimbo today, I saw her at the local Sarina Mitre 10, I think? So, she would also stalk me online too? Prob works with Telstra? (No bodycam back them). Well, I guess that story was a kind of, a little bit off track, as it wasn’t really a ‘followed and harassed’ story, but there’s plenty of those stories on my blog, so I’ll just follow this chain of line…… When Coles opened its doors, I stopped faithfully going to Woollies, and started going to Coles (brand new store opened in Gunnedah, I wanted to give them a shot, as practically everyone shopped at Woollies in Gunnedah. So, I turned up on the first day! And was given a sample bag with Chocolates and Roses!! – they can’t go wrong with that can they! lol). I always shop at 7am when the store opens, as like, I have previously mentioned many times now, I get harassed where ever I go, including the supermarkets. So, 7 is best, usually no one there. Honestly if I go later, say around 10 or 11, OMG, it is so bad, little bloody stupid dogs following me around the store – total sleeping beauties! But the staff there, eventually, I found unbearable - their main game aim was to try to manipulate what I buy, it was a game for them, so if I put an item into my trolley that they didn’t like or think I should have, they threw a tantrum -kind of hard to explain, but making loud noises, banging and carrying on, was part of it, aswell as removing such items out of my trolley when I was not looking (they created distractions – such audacity, such arrogance). Also, whenever I went into the bathroom isle, one of the staff would go ahead of me and remove any of the items that were on my list, so I could never buy toothbrush/toothpaste at Coles (which set off a whole chain of torturous events at the dentist – all evil in life can be traced back to a bimbo girl). Their harassing behaviour was so bad, when I told Tamworth Woolworths what was going on at the Coles store, Woolworths arranged for home deliveries from their store at Tamworth, which by the way was 70km away - so three cheers for Woolworths. Back to Woollies!. Of course, now they both do online shopping, so I can shop in peace, thankgoodness. (There have been still issues with both, of food items disappearing out of my online cart, and items not being delivered or substituted – especially meat cuts, rotten fruits picked out for me, (can no longer buy stone fruit), refrigerated goods being left out over night before delivery, and still, bad meat/fish, bimbo problems if I choose click n collect as apposed to delivery – but all in all, still way better than shopping instore), and really, thank goodness for online shopping – it has been a godsend. I say in the title of this story ‘trailing off’, as this awful situation of someone else throwing a tantrum if I do something that they do not agree with, happens at other times too, like today for instance, 30th Jan 2024 (rental inspection tomorrow). Well, actually, I have noted it happens often whenever I have got something specific to do or to go to, and need to organize myself in advance for the event. I think they want to try to “help” me to be organized for it. And if I don’t get ready when they think I ought to get ready, again they throw tantrums in this strange “stranger” way, like again the loud banging, but also, multiple cars and trucks suddenly driving by my unit, occasionally beeping, loud neighbour voices (harassment voices, often reflections), also yelling, lately aerosol bug spraying over my partition wall, and cigarette smoke by my new neighbours, {I mentioned before sometimes back in Gunnedah or Tamworth I would have girls come up to me holding cigarettes, but not actually smoking them, they would just position themselves around me hold a stinky cigarette). Although I think that neighbour smokes still, even at the great expense that they are! (idiot). I can't believe how arrogant they are; that they would think I would need their help; go fuck yourselves you stupid fucking neighbours and stupid fucking trucks - fucking little idiots. Do you think we are married? Do you think you should have some say in my life? Well NOT and NOT you little stupid little dogs. I have name for those antagonistic wanna-be control freak, married to me’s; “Tantrum Throwing, Arrogant Idiot Stalking Bimbo Monkeys on my Back” FUCK OFF you cowards. Stop using me to power trip, go and USE yourself. 16. Bitches driving infront of me, OR WAITING FOR ME AT MY DESTINATION, as a way of stalking, harassing and stealing from me – DOGS This one is going to sound odd, and a lot of you will ask how can they be following you, if they’re in front of you? Yes, people do ask me that, if they have not got the general gist of my life after reading my blog to this point. It’s true. They know my routine they know where I’m going, so that’s how they can drive in front of me, they may have other reasons as well, but you’ll have to ask them about that. This has been a problem for at least 15 years, this is what they do when I drive anywhere, mostly and especially in the beginning it was no big deal, and not a nuisance, who cares if there’s someone following you or is in front of you, however sometimes, there are just instances where they totally piss me off, due to the nuisance nature, and this particular day at the Hay was one of those times; Could the thieving condescending bitch who was at the Hay at MPB, fuck off -you stupid fucking dog, get a fucking life, and stop fucking harassing me and stalking me. (BTW it was a white SUV and the person was wearing fluorescence, (I did seam to have a spate of multiple white SUV’s following me around MPB then and the next time I went there?) You know maybe it’s jobs provider related? Carol Watson was my jobs provider at the time, but maybe it’s landlord related? Cate Rogers was my landlord at the time - who knows. All I know is it has been a problem for a long time, before those two women were around. Persecution (I want compensation - $500,000) 17. Car Herding and Number Plating I want to mention something about the ‘car herding’ that goes on in Sydney (and Gladstone){by dogs ofcourse} to cause crashes, mainly causing a controlled hit to the rear end. Commonly done in traffic jams where there is bumper to bumper cars. Street Mafias. They also do it at lights where there’s cameras to try and get people to speed over the orange light. Thus, getting a ticket. They work like a pack of dogs to do it. Light people could be involved – everyone wants to play God. I should put that story, when I lived in Sydney I had 3 jobs at one point, in the evenings I would temp babysitting. This one family, about 30minutes away from my unit, was fairly typical, 2 young boys (actually I have mentioned this story elsewhere before, but could not find it, so here it is again, one of the boys was misbehaving, and the other, older boy was trying to get his younger brother to “cooperate” with me, so as not to be difficult, he was kind of trying to be the hero, as boys sometimes do. It was fine by me! At the end of the night, I took my $70 and headed off home. So, on the way home, on the freeway, there was a large truck blocking me from seeing the lights at an intersection; so, as we were sitting there at a stopped red light, when they changed, so I thought, we both started going, there was only the 2 of us at the intersection. However, the light changed back to red before I had crossed the line, so the truck would have been sitting there even after the lights changed to green, in order to trick me, as I could not see. I felt that truck driver did it deliberate so I would get a $70 fine, which I did, making the night a total waste. I believe it was related to that little boy who wanted to play the hero. And some stupid psych jealous truck driver. I do not know anyone who drives trucks, plus I was single at the time, as always. Fuck off you stupid moron. You belong in jail. Someone later told me that person was Prince, who later changed his name to Sign. I personally do not, did not know Prince, I did go to his concert when I was 18 though, we did not meet, I do not believe he would have seen me in the audience, I was in the very back row at the entertainment centre. Why he would be following me around Sydney in a truck is beyond comprehension, and I am glad he is dead. When the dogs told me it was him, I did not believe them, as I thought Prince’s legs would not be long enough to reach the peddles of the truck! When I briefly moved to Melbourne OMG, the number plating! So, lude! I’m just merrily driving along the Melbourne city streets, inadvertently glancing at each car in front of me, beside me, and one’s going opposite me, and vaguely catching the number plate. When all of a sudden, the numberplates change from the typical alpha numerical code, into words, personalised number plates, a whole spate of them in a stretch, and whole conversation start appearing before me! It is extraordinary what these dogs get up to out on the roads! Some of the conversations are in its self, enough to drive you nuts, and thank goodness I don’t live in Melbourne any more. And I describe what they do in one little paragraph here, but, this does not really reiterate as to just a big ‘thing’ this numberplating scene is. It’s a huge car driving dog thing with many rev heads involved. All wanting to come up with short lude ‘chats’. 18. Beeping Bimbo in New Car Phenomenon This has been a real problem in the past, where women are coming up to my gate, and beeping, then driving off straight away. And, always in new cars. Plus, not only coming up to my gate, but if I was down the street, they drive up to me, beep, then turn around and drive off. And they now, also do it in the movies. Lately they have been using a red Mo-ped. I can only guess why they do this, because who knows really why some little unknown nuisance person would do such a thing. My latest theory is; it’s when I go shopping, and I have been overcharged at the checkout. {And not overcharged with the price tag stating one price, and they charging me more, but they change the price tag, and over charge in a legal way.} So then after that happens, a little bimbo beeps her new car – stating, by doing so, “we (or they) just stole from you so we could buy a new car”. And it is 2 in 1, as also they get to product place new cars – or should I say brain wash people into buying expensive new cars. Those marketing people have NO MORALS and are scum little girls. So yesterday I went shopping at the supermarket, online, and when I sat down afterwards to watch a movie, here is another beeping blonde bimbo. Like clockwork now. So, by writing about what happens, basically I’m saying, in case you can’t realise it; fuck off! I don’t need any beeping bimbos to tell me that people are stealing from me, I can see it plain as day, that I’m being overcharged. If you want to actually do something about it, like call up the people who overcharged me and say we can see that you’re stealing from this girl, -by all means go ahead. This will be a far greater option, rather than annoying the crap out of me with beeping bimbos. 19. Same Name Phenomenon Photo shows 2 middle age hiding in the bushes just up from my house one Saturday morning (no longer on my blog due to size issues). I would frequently have people lurking outside my house at Kookaburra Park. My landlord reckons it is because of her – the body corporate there wants to sticky beak at her new veranda… And, on an unrelated matter: This frequently happens: “Same Name Phenomenon”, like an ebay seller contacts me by the name of Linda, and then the same day someone from the government contacts me with a name Linda, and then again, same day, I need to call Telstra and the call centre girl is named Linda. What the hell – am I speaking to the same call centre on all 3 occasions? Annoying little nuisance dogs. And, on another unrelated matter: “To Kill a Mockingbird”. I always thought that movie was famous for its story, turns out the story has nothing to do with the price of eggs in China. It is about the title. The point of it, is, if you’re being harassed by people, or even birds for that matter, then by sitting down and watching a movie, suddenly they will stop! It is quite remarkable how this works. It happens so much in my life, I find it hard to know why this issue has not been frequently discussed, and on numerous occasions! So, someone’s just made up this movie to explain to people in a kind of non-existent roundabout way, about what happens, and still no one really talks about the fact that people get harassed frequently by other people….or birds. Like how I get harassed by the person who lives across the road at 9 Village Lane, (David Hooker, Sharon Millet her son and daughter from previous marriage) the latest thing they do (or one of them does) is a continuation of banging when I walk outside. I find though, all harassment stops, as soon as I sit down and watch a movie. Those ones did stop doing this briefly banging after I walked outside, after I named and shamed them, but when I removed the address from my posting, they started again. They belong in jail. 20. Stalking neighbours online too I wrote this in 2020, and 12 months later, again having same problems with this person who drives this car (Hooker and Millet who live across the rd) (or perhaps it is the passenger?) they seemed to have stopped putting families, and or different members of the community in there who then harass me, thank goodness, (they could have been prostitutes, but actually I think they were from facebook?) much quieter now, no yelling out, banging and tapping, carrying on like that. Actually, it’s been very quiet there in the meantime, and I do think the police spoke to them about the problems as well, and that’s probably why it’s been all quiet over there since. But I think they have something to do with banning me from all social media and eBay. Today when I created another ebay account under AustralianSeed, instead of farmplantsandseeds2015, it was going well, but then at 1107am today, April 2021, they deleted my account and that car revved up and left – I am 100% sure they are complaining to ebay and all online websites and having me banned. DOGS. The QLD Small Business Tio is hopeless. This country is horrid, that person driving that car should be castrated. I mention when I upload stuff, occasionally I am not stalked online, maybe my online stalkers have gone home to get some sleep? Maybe they have left to go to the pub? But sooner or later BANNED I’ll give you an example of what my neighbours typically do in the form of harassment; so, this morning I was busy, remembering, to water all my ferns (I had to burn back one) and in my haste I left the back door on back veranda unlocked, but as I was went out onto the front veranda, watering those ferns, suddenly the neighbour down there went “woohoo” and in the past whenever I hear “woohoo” from a girl, it means the girl has just stolen something from me. (Not sure if the “woohoo” came from Bob and Helens, or from the Sharon Millets house, who seems to sit there all day and concern herself with whatever I am doing, maybe it’s her daughter?) or even, the rental house behind them on Elseardway? Also, I want to say, I came to the conclusion that the girl “woohooing” means this, because it always happens – a pattern. It’s not just a hidden make-believe meaning that I have concocted, there’s literally a type of person who steals from me, and then, have some sort of cohort, who goes “woohoo” or sometimes they beep a car horn, as I’ve mentioned numerous times. It would’ve been someone light footed like a child, because I didn’t hear them, and all this week, and I think it was last week too, I’ve been hearing a little boy staying in the empty house across from me through the trees, in Beeke Smiths place. Can’t actually see their house from here, they have a dog or they’re doing dog sounds on audio equipment, because dogs aren’t actually allowed here. So, I strongly suspect that little shit, came onto my Veranda. By the way, that voice of the little boy that I heard coming from the empty house I mistakenly thought that voice was coming from Mat and Naomi place and it turns out that it wasn’t them it was someone in Beeke Smith‘s place, so, I would’ve falsely accused Mat and Naomi for all of that harassment that I’ve encountered over the past two years. I however have not heard any complaints from them, but I believe the recent theft may have been an act of revenge from Mat and the Naomi, or their friends - which makes them guilty anyway. Actually, I’ve had a lot of retribution, from, in particular, my landlord Catie Rogers, who insists that Mat and Naomi are innocent, and she has stressed this many times, so much so, that I now suspect, the reason she hasn’t done this with anyone else here, is because she knows they are all guilty, Beeke Smith is friends with Win, Winfred O’hoer, who is friends with my landlord, so I suspect my landlord is protecting that group of people - who have been harassing me and stealing from me all this time??. As you can imagine, this is just a disgraceful situation, and I am looking for somewhere else to live. I don’t have thieves in my life, if you steal, we are not friends, we never will be, there will be no forgiveness. Anyway, back to my woohoo story, while I was back out on the back veranda, I realised what had been taken, secateurs and they removed the plug from the bottom of my large inflatable tub so it was leaking everywhere. That’s exactly the kind of thing they do, when I had my black plastic out front, they put a whole in it, sabotage - persecution by thieves. Or they could’ve just been woohooing because my ferns had to be burnt back - that’s the kind of thing a girl would woo hoo about, as in woo hoo, you lost, I won, as my ferns don’t need to be burnt back! See how much they waste my time. I am really busy atm. Btw, one of the neighbours who I met just before I moved in, has done a couple of manual jobs for me up here, which was very nice, and certainly makes a nice change from my usually complaints about neighbours. So, I have written this whole blurb, and not mentioned my other neighbours Bob and Helen Elder, when infact OMG, why do I have neighbours who obsess about me and what I am doing? They have serious mental health issues, if they cannot mind their own business in every single minute. They are really old and cocky, and do the most devious things of them all – very passive aggressive. At this point looking back, I really can’t be bothered to go into to everything they got up to, and all their antics, I suspect they were also in cahoots with the couple at ACE hardware? I must have mentioned them before on a few other stories, but they were, well, say on a scale from 1 to 10, so far as neighbours go, they were at most, a, 4. 21. P plate-ing 40yr old women P PLATES p-plates I haven’t noticed this so much up here in QLD, but in Gunnedah, {after quite a few years, I noticed} and finally put together the fact that women were distracting me with P plate cars (due to a good-looking p plater I ran into when I was younger, much younger in Sydney) But these P platers in Gunnedah would hoon around me and rev – just like young men do, like they were young silly things. And frequently, like, every time I went into town, over 18yrs from 2000-2018. But when I looked closer at who was driving, not young men, not a young p plater, it was women in their 40s (my age) different ones all the time. I definitely noticed that their main aim was to distract me. (God only knows why? What did they not want me to see?) And often they would follow me on longer trips, like on my daytrip to Warrumbungle/State Forest. (I told you, constant doggedness) what the hell is wrong with those stupid women? Who was paying them. I suspect it they may be from the ABC, as Centrelink stalkers were not that organized. I sensed those girls were zombie and had no idea what they were doing, and maybe were under orders from some rich people that have nothing better to do than harass single ladies. (Powertrip – “I want someone to boss around and manipulate and I want to do it in a car!).” – so Unhealthy, so absurd. SO ANNOYING – FOR YEARS AND YEARS. Plus, they have, had simply NO IDEA how annoying they are. Clueless to their nuisance. I bet they are 3rd borns. It is not normal to follow and harass someone in a car. Normal adults do not do that. I thought this is worth mentioning because I want to say to those women; bugger off you stupid little hoons and get a real life, stop polluting our air. In 2025 I suspect they are still ‘out there’ but, they can no longer get away with it, so they try to blend more in, - no plates. But they still do it; more weird "big beefy car" harassment, all last week I've had skanky blonde women “presenting” themselves (in peacock form), in big beefy cars with P plates on. Also, 4 cars harassing me on Sunday arvo at Sarina when there was a cyclone. So, still just writing about it in the hopes that whoever is organising the P plate big beef car hoons, will stop doing it - you little wannabe popular idiot. Harassment is harassment. Actually, on Sunday one of the cars had a business logo on it – IntoJobs, a Centrelink jobs provider. So, it could be them who has been harassing me all these years?? I am not registered with IntoJobs, but apparently I was in the past. I wrote about it before re Christina Allen and her husband phone harassing me for some weird reason…. Anyway, yesterday someone was signing me- it was Michelle. Michelle was a woman who did the Centrelink thing on the central coast back in 1999. There was no jobs provider then, she worked directly for Centrelink, but I was advised the department of education organizes the training courses – but basically it was just women who want to get employed, and they do it by using people who are unemployed to employ themselves: come up with hoops for the unemployed, and call it training courses. The whole thing about it is employing a certain sector of “people” so they can “Lord” over unemployed people - it's a big scam. Women have figured out a way to make money for themselves at tax payers expense, plus going on personal power trips at the same time. It is quite disgusting. Having said that, for a lot of unemployed people, the solution “oh just get a job” is not that simple. There is all sort of complications in life. So, I do feel like they kind of try to start a process of unemployment more suited to an individual. Well, they try to do more than what the narcissistic cunts at the Centrelink offices do. So, I think it was here I started my self-employment business, so the fact that they were “behind me” with that was how I could do it. Anyway, so this woman called Michelle, turns out, she was a little bit older than me, and same school as me. We had both been through the riding school there, she was still involved with horses, so we had a common bond during the week-long course. So that course ended, and I didn't really think anything much about it, but due to the recent harassment from jobs providers and cars, and the fact that someone keeps sending me all these retarded unemployed people who think that they're helping by doing signs and really they're just annoying little idiots who cock everything up, (seriously: accident waiting to happen on the road – BUGGER OFF), plus the young men on dirt bikes who are harassing me daily, I think they're probably working form jobs provider. And it could be this same woman, Michelle?? I told you they get obsessed with me. It could be her organising all the dead animals too, and placing the smashed-up cars in my path?? Like she has her own agenda and maybe using me to do it?? Road safety rules?? Plus, I always suspect someone is buying my seeds at very pertinent times – it could be her?? Plus, I had all those problems at Bundaberg with old girls, same school – it could be her?? Actually, I hardly remember her, I just remember she was very tall and skinny, with brown slightly wavy curly neck length hair. And I suspect the fact that she was from the same school as me was not a coincidence, like she'd been specially chosen for my group. And this harassment that I have received over all these years, has been very constant and persistent, like a woman who puts this much time and effort into harassing me, is definitely not married. And because of the young men on motorbikes (so bloody annoying – last time stopped right infront of me, showing me themselves!! Young men they were.) maybe it's her arranging those motorbikers, employing the young and aimless?? (badly raised young men with no career goals), jobs provider wanting to be popular with the locals? And so all those ‘Dykes on bikes’ are her and her friends?? I am not entirely sure of the situation, but this is a definite possibility. Also, my neighbours currently seem to be playing “cars” – by this, what I mean, they are moving their cars around the garden – I can see them playing “cars” as their garden is directly in sloped raised view from my front veranda, – and they have multiple cars, even though it is only 2 of them who live there!! Maybe they are copying the 40yr old p platers, as they can actually see them from the veranda on the main road? Not everyone can see the stalking car hoons, as they can easily blend in. they just look like normal traffic most of the time. Photo from www.caradvice.com.au 22. DOGS, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, at home - it makes no difference where (I did do a nice illustator image showing a house, kids and Mary Poppins me! but to big to include!) At one point in my 30s I worked alongside a temp nanny agency, doing temp nanny work, which meant I went out to various houses, all along the North Shore in Sydney, and babysat their kids when Mum and Dad were out in the evening. It was usually Friday and Saturday nights, but not always. I can’t begin to tell you how many times I had people, mostly young women, out on the street trying to peer in and watch me, watching the kids - it was ridiculous. I have previously mentioned I am frequently followed by young women (dogs), but while I was babysitting, they would stay outside the house, and make themselves known by trying to peer in, or try to join in the conversation, or carry on with other antics - while it was mostly females, occasionally men. I’ve done this little cartoon clipart, because I just find it so ridiculous that people would do this; they must not have any life of their own, to want to follow some complete stranger around and try and peer in on them. I mean, don’t they have any self-respect, or values of any sort. What kind of hopeless parents did they have? And this was the North Shore, quite a hoity toity area. So, I can only make comments here, about how hopeless a lot of mothers are, to make their kids think that this kind of behaviour is normal and acceptable. I really feel there has to be some sort of education in schools about this behaviour, - stalking, perving, spying, intruding, monitoring - it’s not acceptable, and it has to be SPELT OUT, as it seems a lot of society is too stupid to put it together. MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. (I am updating this in 2025, and this is still a HUGE problem. Neighbours in particular now. Sometimes I think they must have no brain at all, because they sit for hours and stare at me - so weird. And of course they are still stealing: watch, wait and steal. Lotus plant dug up and stolen off my veranda by neighbours last night.) I think I’ve written about this too, but I can’t find it, so I will just quickly put it here again; the girl who used to follow me when I went to work every day at Enmore, on Enmore Road, it’s like if I couldn’t find a carpark outside my work, and had to park a block or two away, this girl, blonde hair, would get really anxious, because I was there, when I should’ve been down where I work, she was, literally part dog and was being territorial. She would follow me until I reached my shop, if I stopped on the way, so would she, and she would start harassing me verbally. Seriously this happened. COMPLETLELY NUTS. (This verbal harassment from women on the street used to happen a lot, but usually I don’t see who it is shouting out – they are sneaky.) I thought about what an earth makes someone, a human, turn out this way - it’s completely unnatural. I figured it’s from one of her parents, or both, lording over her while she was growing up, saying this is my house, nothing in it is yours, and basically treating her with no respect, so that she developed this ridiculous canine personality (?? – no one else has come up with a theory). I just wanted to yell at her one day YOU KNOW THIS IS NOT YOUR STREET; Anyone has the right to walk here, or walk where ever they want in any public street, all across Sydney. That stupid little blonde just couldn’t understand this concept of PUBLIC STREET. I think she was a blonde? She may have had tinges or red? It was a while back now. I remember one time I had this little dog follow me when I was going over to visit family friends who lived at Collaroy (they have since moved). Collaroy is on the other side of Sydney, from where I lived, and that girl obviously didn’t have any money, yet still she was trying to follow me, - I think, she was actually hitchhiking? But when I hopped on the final bus (it’s a bit complicated to get there from western Sydney), she tried to sneak on the back without paying, the bus driver saw what she was doing, and shut the door before she got on, shut the door in her face. I feel like that bus driver was the only person in Sydney that would stop one of those dogs in their tracks - everybody else is amused by the dogs and so would help them follow me - such is the stupid nature of not only the dogs but most people in general. Hooray for that bus driver. Occasionally you come across good ones like that good bus driver, only occasionally. So, I ended up at my destination in Collaroy, with an evening free of the DOGS. What a nice change. Oh, I just remembered another time when a woman saw a dog following me (unbeknownst to me – I am not in the habit of looking behind me as I walk down the street, every 30 seconds), and this woman told her off; sent her marching in no uncertain terms. The woman owned the shop that I had walked into, Lisa Fry, I later worked for her designing clothes for Gothic people - romantic goths!! I think destiny had me working there because I looked good in a Mortisha skirt!! So, you can see, followed around by dogs all my adult life, DOGS, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, in supermarkets while choosing the veges…at home, - it makes no difference just constant doggedness. I am surrounded by morons. { At least if I stay home I have some relative safety; out in public or in the workplace, there's no safe place from dog attacks, not even the toilets. Unbelievable doggedness. And fuck you Centrelink, you stupid little girls – dogs there too, deliberate attacks, least I don’t have to go in there now too}. Btw, the main motivation of those dogs I feel, IS TO STEAL, looking for an opportunity to steal. They are fucking little thieving cunts who all should be shot – no exceptions. NONE. Here is a good spot to mention: Twice I’ve seen in my life 2 different people: one of them worked in the fashion industry, and then later left to be a caretaker. Now, they might not of had as much ‘prestige’ or ‘street cred’ at being titled a caretaker. But the money would’ve been about the same, (if not better), but the lifestyle of being a caretaker would be 50,000 times better than the lifestyle of working in a busy fashion industry. The other one was a receptionist who enjoyed her job, she was good at it, she had her own little private domain going on, one that she was in full control of. It would’ve been satisfying for her on many levels. One of the managers noticed how good she was at her job, and offered her a promotion, and the girl being young, and thinking ‘oh well promotion, how good, more money’, so accepted. But this took her away from her little domain, and into the office amongst all of the piranhas. I just think she made a bad lifestyle choice, even though the money was a little better, I feel she would not be happy in the longrun and she would just be far more happy and satisfied remaining as receptionist. I mean, I know other people aren't like me and don't like solitude quite as much as I do, but I think everything comes down to control in the end, and she would have lost her control. Young people, young women in particular are not aware of the dangers, of what goes on in the workplace, and what it means to be happy in life. So having a seemingly good title, and a pay increase, often does not outway the cons associated with those kinds of jobs What society perceives as a good job or a so-so job, does not always add up. The image clip of the girls outside the house, is by Suburban Tot Super Street Gang, and I thought it appropriate, because while those girls outside were adults, they were really basically still children on the inside. And some people are offended by my reference to girls as dogs – but they are. I like calling a spade a spade, if you can’t handle THE TRUTH about what happens to people like me, TOUGH TITTIES, time to toughen up and get rid of the dogs, so I don’t have to reference them when I write about my life. I’m not going to omit them just because all the stupid drunk rich housewives are offended at the dog reference. Unfortunatly they are a big unwanted part of my life. And this is how I am exposing them, and getting rid off them. WAKE UP. 23. A common obsession tactic is to try to distract me inorder to muck up the intended goal This one is really annoying – and they still do it today, as I update this in 2024 Could the occupants at NO 9 Village Lane kookaburra Park Gin Gin please find something else to preoccupy themselves with, aside from me, and what I’m doing. Stop trying to come up with plans to distract me. You must have absolutely no ability to think of something to do which doesn’t involve annoying the crap out of other people and being a nuisance. Bloody third BORN, I bet. They also car rev and leaves, when I go to eat. They do not really rev loudly, but they have multiple cars at that address, and the other one is a really old big car that is loud, I term it a hoon car, it would be a major petrol guzzler, they really should focus not on me, but on coming up with money to buy a new car. Some people just don’t know how to live. Sharon Millets son, I think, could be her husband, but I heard he claimed no part to her 2 kids – they are from a previous marriage! Wake up bimbo mothers. I could only see that person‘s legs they were skinny and long and I couldn’t tell whether they were male or female. Looked like David Hooker to me? Oh, there’s that song again, it goes; fuck of fuck off fuck off. I have the next paragraph on 4 other stories, as it has come to realization, in 2024, that this particular issue is the main issue with most of the problems I have with ‘monkees on my back’; those people are, infact single narcissists, who are latching on to me, as a single woman, trying to play out their stupid narcissists ways (they still may be in a relationship with someone else, but that other someone else, does not let them play their games, so they look elsewhere, it is a form of betrayal too. But I mean, just get a divorce, its no good being married to a narcissists. No point.) You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much NOT being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it, sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (As soon as I read this, I immediately thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also, a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools. And Telstra call centre staff). So, if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid. Scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. 24. Coward car and truck drivers playing road games in order to TEACH ME A LESSON This is the car that was at the tip, then left just after me, then was seen just behind me ½ later in a different town. Not a coincidence. STALKER! This week I ventured out to the local tip to drop off a dryer and an ironing board. Now, the person I spoke to Sheena, was friendly enough, we had a little chitchat about a tip shop that should be there, we discovered we both like shopping at tip shops! and she said everyone who comes here she considers them her friend and that’s why she likes working there. I then said thanks and bye, I dropped off my stuff, then left. That was the end of it, so I thought. However, after I left, I noticed that Sheena left as well, (2:45 pm) and then I later saw her half an hour later over in a different town, it is like she followed me over there. Now, I have had this problem before, of people following me, it has happened countless times, particularly if I go into retail shops, with young women. And here is just another time, but a perfect example to talk about, as in a local situation, a local encounter with someone called Sheena, tall with red hair. I have no idea what she was doing following me, why she would be following me, or what possesses someone to follow someone else on the roads, like that. SHE IS FUCKING NUTS. Someone told me that, it’s just a low-class thing, that people with not much education or brains do, which I would believe, because it’s such a stupid thing to do - I certainly would not follow anyone. Nor have I ever. Or maybe because we spoke in a friendly manner, she thinks we’re friends, and she wanted to follow me, in a friendly manner because she knows about my blog and the fact that people are stealing from me, especially in other towns - maybe she felt her duty to make sure nobody stole anything from me that time when I went out - in a protective dog type manner? WHO KNOWS - ITS STILL NUTS. (I don’t believe anything was taken from me that day? although I did get a quote from the windscreen repair guy, maybe it was excessive? and I did call 5 other windscreen people to get a quote, but all I got through to, were what seemed like ‘the dogs’ – Telstra bitches who pretend to be the intended person I call - at any rate there are no other people in Mackay who can repair a windscreen). But I discovered my Eucalyptus woodwardii seeds were taken the next day (they would have been taken not when I was at the tip shop, but a week or 2 ago), and, I am not sure, if it is coincidence, but I stopped at a ladies house in Campwin Beach who had a pretty bottlebrush, and I asked her if I could collect some seed from it, she said sure, but she also said, least I asked, because she has had a problem with people stealing from her garden. Can I say coincidence because it’s another common thing I’ve noticed older dogs, older female dogs do, and that’s arrange situations for me to fall into (traps) where they get to “teach me” or “teach somebody a lesson” - it’s done out of pure controlling spite and predatory hateful behaviour. So, the lesson being here, is that you have to ask if you want to take something from the garden, rather than just take it - which of course, I always do, but perhaps there are other people reading my blog, who just help ‘themselves’. Also, Toll truck drivers are somehow involved, and other people who stop in front of me, to slow me down, in order for ‘timing’ purposes - so I get to see the Toll truck as it drives past - they do this, as in sign, as in, “you have to pay the toll”, - which means that they have stolen something from my house, so I believe they may have stolen my Eucalyptus woodwardii seeds before, and that’s how they could plan their road toll truck game. This road car behaviour happens frequently, whenever the dogs are up to their fucked ‘teach you a lesson’ behaviour. It especially happened a lot in Miriam Vale. I have a car cam now which has helped greatly in combating these fuckwits, and I have the car that stopped in front of me, aswell as the Toll truckdriver from my last trip, ON VIDEO - which I’m going to do a whole collage of, and upload them to YouTube, so you can see I’m not just making this up or inventing ‘signs’, this is a real thing that the idiots out there do - and of course they target me, because I’m single. So, I think in the last 30 years of my life, I have had a lot of people who like to think I am their “friend”, and well you know that’s fine if you just chat away, joke around, no problems, but putting aside normal friendly people, there is an element out there, particularly in the female world, who maybe act really strange and have peculiar dog like territorial behaviours {my last landlord for instance} (often people who are messed up, mentally speaking, they may have endured childhood abuse, but, not necessarily so, there are a lot of people who act like this, and who are not aware of their dysfunction – like I have said before, once you are aware of unsavvy behaviour about yourself, you can do something about it, easy). If you read my “Don’t be afraid of being accused a hero” story, on page 6, this really describes in detail what people do when they think they’re being friendly and helpful, when really, they’re only ‘helping’ themselves. I find that’s what people who think they’re ‘friends’ with me, adopt this attitude, they think they’re being helpful, when in actual fact they’re just going on a power trip. And I just feel and sense, that there are a lot of people out there claiming to be my friend, when in actual fact they definitely are not, and they are probably someone who has stolen from me. I do not have friends that steal from me, if we were friends and you stole from me, we would instantly be no longer friends. I have a very low opinion of anyone who steals, they are pathetic scum and should be shot. So, it’s not that I’m opposed to having friends, and I’m all in favour of friendly chitchats, and of course we all know how businesses like having “friends” - so the not real type friends but people who have money. But when it comes to real friendships, I’m quite proud of clearly stating for the record, I do not have any friends, so if you hear someone claim to be my friend, they are lying and probably a thief! (Except maybe Tammy, who may or may not have found me, my latest rental!) -actually I find people and friends you knew/had as a child growing up, are the people you can most trust, as you know them well and they know you) So, I guess while I don’t have anyone in particular to say this too, I have been dying to say it for many years now, and it has come about because of ‘false friendship people’ and those people know who they are, so I guess it’s for them; (possible Cathy Goldman) For anyone who thinks that they’re my friend, and who are pretending to be my friend; fuck off you stupid dog. I’m never going to like you, and that’s why; you are stupid, you are a dog, and you are a major bitch the three worst personality traits one could possess, and you possess all 3, so fuck off. And while I am at it, I also having fake family people stating they are my family, when, they are NOT family. Family consists or people related by birth or marriage. Family does not mean anyone I went to school with, or my neighbours, or previous farming communities. Really and truly. My neighbour told me because of the excess swearing people, will think I’m a drunk. I told him everybody knows I don’t drink. 25. Bonds Bullies, toilet stalkers again So, at the moment there’s stupid female dogs with babies hanging around my units, and they’re kind of like yelling out and making baby noises, - harassing me. It’s not usually like that here, there’s no one with babies or kids (woohoo). – really so much better living in a vicinity without kids. But, I know what the dogs are doing, they are doing scenes, something to remind me of different things that I have experienced. They do it as they think they’re helping, when actually, there just stupid bitches playing the cat and mouse game, it’s annoying, its evil, they have been doing it for years, and they should be shot. As soon as I realized what they wanted me to write down, they left. SEE (I know it sounds crazy, but they really harass me). So, this time, they wanted to remind me (in the hopes I write about it) about the bullies at Bonds, when I worked there. And indeed, there were female bully bitches there – I was definitely bullied by the females there; in the first few weeks I started there, some woman accused me of stealing her lunch! AS IF. There was also a female bully toilet incident. Toilet attacked. {So strange how some women will follow another girl into the loo in order to bully her, thinking that nobody else will be able to see them behaving badly - such cowards.} -that was the pattern makers, 2 of them. My now nickname for them are 2 stupid little dogs. It never ceases to amaze me how stupid and non-thinking women can be. The main problem with them (and basically all women actually), in any situation with women, what they do is jump to conclusions and assume that I’m angry or pissed off just because I don’t sit down and chitchat with them, and sometimes, it’s because I am not the best looker and don’t wear makeup, I am different from them, particularly the ones who were in the fashion industry, (mainly though, the issue is the fact that I am single, you can’t work there unless your married or have a boyfriend, it is socially UNACCEPTABLE to be single, according to those bitches). The thought that I don’t really care about them, does not even enter into their heads. And so, then they start a whole war campaign against me, it’s one of their favourite things to do, ‘play sides’ dogs who play sides, and try and get as many people in the community to be as mean and bitchy as possible. (I still experience this today at new location from Cassandra Hayes, (stray dog – do not know her) who tries to get people to gang up on me on Facebook and re my neighbours, they cut my tree down – such community STUPITY). But, I STILL HAVE those Bond dogs go and get the bully dogs, and they do horrible things, like steal from me (again, they think they are helping). They are also jealous of me, especially when I lived at Rangari, infact it would be those girls specifically who would have stolen my 12 white Maxwell 500ml mugs, and been in involved in the brain washing to get me cast out I bet. The girl I replaced at Bonds was Katie Carter, and Katie Carter was Steve Carters sister, who lives at Rangari and purchased the farm where I was living. See now, small world. This is an ongoing thing that women do, time and time again, there’s just no stopping them as they are so unhealthy, and will only respond to NAZI tactics, and as I am not a NAZI, they still continue to harass, torment and steal. They don’t seem to be able to evolve into common sense at all, still little girls. I can’t remember all their names, but 2 in particular were problematic, and especially stupid, one was Franka, an Italian girl, they used to talk about her on the news she was so mean. The other, Kelly, her dad used to work for Tip Top bread, she would bring piklets in. They used to hang out together, and they would come down to the marker room and torment me. Oh, there was so a 3rd one, a mignon, the supervisa’s spy mignon, who was a bully, and completely stupid. But she left to get married, thankgoodness. She was another woman who realized she made a mistake (mistake being a total non-thinking nazi bitch – a very common female personality trait in my experience), and tried to make it up to me; she asked me if I would like a big cork pin board; it had a faulty patch, so they were going to toss it. Even though it needed to be replaced, I do believe it was attempt to make up for bad behaviour. This is something that happens from time to time, some women realise later they have acted like a bully. (Most don’t realize – they are still to stupid to know what they have said in their banter half the time.) I don’t know why it’s so easy for them to make this mistake in the first place. From my view point its sheer stupidity: many nonthinking women in Australia and what’s worse is most of them are clueless about how stupid they are. You know I was told that I was the only one in that whole Sample room that actually worked, whenever that person saw anyone else, they were just standing around chitchatting - which I can tell you was pretty much the situation 90% of the time. So, whenever I hear someone say “if you work hard, you will get rewarded”, I always cringe a little, because I know that that is absolutely not true. Especially I hear that in successful peoples biographies, I wonder if they are just trying to win people over to their “wealth”. ‘I worked hard for it.’ Infact when I remember back to my mother telling me the value of working hard and “starting at the bottom and working your way up”, when I was 17; what a load of crap! You know so many people in many workplaces, once they establish you as a ”low paid worker” – that’s it, you get no respect from them ever, only disrespect from them, no matter what happens, this is true not just of other low paid people, but also of stupid management. I always think now what a waste, those first 10 years of my life were; working so hard, sometimes up to 60 hours a week, practically for minimum wage and all for somebody else, who you barely knew, and who doesn’t give a flying fuck about you, and certainly won’t be ‘looking out” for you in anyway in the future. Sometimes it just doesn’t work out, no matter how hard you work. Also, I want to add, after someone has been a bitch in the workplace, with some snide comment, often passive aggressive, indicating complete lack of respect for me. Then the next day or the next week, whenever, they just expect me to put on the Barbie bimbo smile and play nice. This used to really irritate me, even though I know that is a part of life and the work place, having to work alongside people you don’t like. But that girl had proved herself to be a complete stupid bitch, and she is not someone who I would want in my life, ever, no matter what she did from that point on. What is done is done and cannot be changed. Having said that, I always conducted myself in a professional manner at work, unlike those stupid bitches. You would not hear me making snide bitchy comments at coworkers. Your worst fear Franca and Kelly “I AM better than you” – it’s really true, and you will have to deal with it, like grownups. They also discriminated against a Chinese woman who was new there in the sample room, my friend from Fashion school. All 3 pattern makers did that. No wonder Bonds shut down. Btw, it wasn’t because I ‘stank’; I often hear rumours about those 3, telling people it was because I stank; this is not true, this is something bullies say to try and justify their bad bully behaviour, to play sides. {Even after I was sent down to the warehouse on a weekly basis, with all the western suburbs local boys in their stinky sweaty bonds singlets, and who had porn stuck up on their office wall. Still clean enough}. So, that sort of behaviour from stupid bitchy women, just repeats, in any situation, where there are a lot of females, and no males. You should see what happens when I go to a shopping mall – so STUPID, and again, the dogs set up those situations, as a part of their playing sides. How did women get the vote? STUPID. And, when I moved across to a different department – again, more retarded bullies, this time both male and female, plus they were old, people who should know better, but DON’T – still children on a playground. Talk about backwards. Infact that whole company is run by bullies, and it was like a game; a desirable thing to do, who can be the ‘biggest bully’ on the playground, with their secret desire of finding a victim, someone to pick on, the most imperative thing for them -the most important thing for them, more important than the work. There mentality was so fucked up. The backgrounds of most of those western suburbs old people- their family backgrounds, must’ve have been just filled with abuse and dysfunction. There were 2 people in particular, quite old, in the marker making room, who would both be dead by now (30yrs ago), so hoorray, hoorray - the world is just a little bit better because they’re both DEAD. I will not name and shame them, because then the DOGS, will go and get their arshole families, who will harass / follow and or steal from me. This seems to be the pattern that happens now. Fuck them, fuck their families, I curse you. (I broke out into song when I wrote that last part hooray hooray the witches dead!). You have to be nice to the girl – or bad things will happen to you – fact of nature. HA HA (one of them got cancer so I was told). Btw, as I think back on these Bonds incidents, the new department floor manager looked exactly the same as the real estate guy at Pendle Hill – I am not sure about this, but I am thinking they were playing games, alike how the dogs follow me around with phones? It just would not surprise me if he was giving me problems, as looking back it seems like ALL my landlords have. What an idiot – and hey, fuck off. Maybe I should have got his wife’s name, looked her up in the phone book; “excuse me, your husband is following me around like a dog – could you please come and get him and put him on his leash”. {Actually, over the years, there have been multiple wives I could have called and stated as such}. Such revolting humans I encounted in Sydney, and I bet there is a whole heap worse they did, that I did not even know about out there at Pendle Hill / Wentworthville. Passive aggressive. And Sydney is quite good compared to other areas in Australia – you can’t believe some of the hillbillys in the outback. By the way if you read my whole blog, in particular my story about aus-study, and not being allowed it, then you can possibly see why two years prior to working at bonds, of ‘not eating’, is simply not going to work out at all; you need all your strength and wits about you to work in such a company. I might add, those two girls, those two bullies, were actually big; tall and big (not fat). Whereas I was VERY petite. Basic bullying 101. Fuck off those 2. Little birdie told me that Franka’s husband suggested to me that Franca is the type of person that you literally have to tell to fuck off, otherwise she'll just keep hanging around -such stupidity; put your wife on a leash. I've seen her at least three times stalking me over the years, she stalked me in Sydney as well, I saw her at McDonald's - she's 3rd born nuts. Another stalking bimbo; piss off you stupid Cunt. Also, I want to mention here, I’ve had some difficulties purchasing supplies for this craft over the years, things like getting my scissors sharpened, getting my machine serviced, getting the correct needle size. I’m often sabotaged, and I’m pretty sure I have mentioned it before on my blog, in regards to hopeless retailer girls seeing me in fear that they will be found out when it comes to their dodgy retailing practices. Anyway, I’m not sure but I suspect those girls at Bonds might have something to do with the sabotage? The above image is my design “Hakea petiolaris cluster on beige cloud” – on Natural Linen, it is no longer available since my portfolio and whole studio was deleted by spnfl staff. 26. Screaming gecko, loud lizard, high-pitched tapping sounds from gecko in QLD, tuck tick tick This little house Critter (Gin Gin and Builyan QLD) has a vocal sound varying from a quiet tapping/knocking noise, to a fairly high pitch very loud tapping noise, almost scream like. There are a few in my house and they seem to talk to one another via this tapping / knocking method. Tick Tick Tick, short consecutive sounds. I did a video of it. The first sound you hear in the video is kind of loud but they get much louder. I haven’t seen any other YouTube sound videos, showing exactly how loud these little geckos get, it’s enough to wake me at night often. This little gecko has very soft almost albino like pink skin, clearly an indoor gecko only, not hard skins like all the other geckos that I’ve seen in New South Wales, which, by the way, never made any sounds ever! Since I moved to QLD, I have had to get used to them, plus, I feel, people do not believe me when I tell them I am being woken in the middle of the night by a scream. It was really quite hard catching these on camera, they are elusive, and I have not yet managed to catch the lizard when it’s making the very loud sounds in the act. Sometimes instead of a multiple Tick Tick Tick, they just make 1 Tick sound, which sounds like a scream! I captured this sound just from turning my recorder on at night, sooner or later they make their sounds. I wonder if they kind of bark the sounds out… I looked it up, and it is called the Asian house gecko – an introduced gecko into the warmer parts of QLD. Although I moved further north, towards Mackay, and there are no Asian house geckos. The local gecko here does not make any sounds, is outdoors, and actually wags its tail when it sees me!! It’s like after he sees I am not a threat, he finds a good spot to stop running, and then wags his tail, to say I am here, – I am trying to get that on camera, but near impossible. 27. My Daewoo Car looks like a mouse One evening driving home in peak bumper to bumper traffic along Parramatta Rd, after work, this Chinese guy suddenly leapt into my lane infront of me, and then stopped suddenly, so I basically had no choice but to crash into him. It wasn’t a big crash; we were able to just get into our cars and pull around to the corner out of the way to sort out insurance details. I am writing about it because that Chinese guy did it DELIBERATELY so he could talk to me. No ifs or buts about it, some arrogant, cocky dick. Thankgoodness, I got to leave the city and live in the country. BTW, little birdy told me, the reason I had police, radio powertrippers, and other such ‘Cat’ types stalking / following me around in my 20’s and 30’s (At one point it actually became so notable, even to the police, that I was being followed by them, that they had to cut back), but it was because I had a charcoal Daewoo, and it was kind of shaped like a mouse, and dark like a mouse. I truly am living on a planet filled with pea-brains. Oh, and one another time I was on Parramatta Road driving to work, in bumper-to-bumper traffic, a car crashed into my bumper bar, and it wasn’t a big smash or anything, he just hit it, and dented it, and he said that he didn’t have time on his way to work to stop and sort out insurance details, and he wanted to come round to my house after work and sort it out, so I naïvely agreed, but, he did come round, he and his dad, and, get this, they wanted me to say, literally to the insurance company, that I had been driving backwards and crashed into the front of their car!! (So, then I would have to pay hundreds of dollars in insurance) those men must have a screw loose. Can you believe that? I may have been a young naïve 20-year-old, but I wasn’t stupid. I had to laugh at him, and said no, as I saw he was serious. They left pretty much straight away, but I mean how stupid are the women in his life, that he thought he could ask me that? I really feel that there must be an element of women out there who should just go back to school or something, really and truly. (Oh, it seems I need to point out, I wasn’t driving erratically fast and then suddenly stopping, so the person behind me would have no choice but to crash. It was just this guy, was a young 19-year-old Italian hoon, and he wasn’t paying attention - so he crashed into me. I have to say here, at least I had a car, don’t get me started on the problems I had with female dogs on public transport for the previous 4 years. Public transport, just say no. (I do however feel a young person is not capable of driving and navigating traffic, 18 is too young to be driving in Sydney, you need a little more patience and experience with people.) I purchased this car brand-new after two years of working at Bonds when I left at age 23, and had to work on the other side of Sydney, it was a bit risky because really you shouldn’t take on a loan unless you’ve got a secure job, and I had just quit mine and started a new one, but because I had dad as guarantor they gave it to me, plus they make a whole heap of money from the sale, (the new job I got, didn’t work out, and it started a series of multiple jobs trying to pay all my bills….never again, it’s a trap.) So, the interest rate was so exorbitant, that it was a win lose situation for me no matter how you look at it; with the finance company (Nissan) and car dealer winning, and me losing. I ended up paying twice the value of the car, in extra fees and rates, not to mention a under 25yr old insurance costs ($1500 ctp insurance per year – they are thieves too). No choice. This car was essential to living, not only to get from A to B where public transport did not go, but for my mental health well-being – life is way more bearable WITHOUT DOGS harassing me. I had to have a car. I figured I should buy a new one, so I won’t have any car problems, since I didn’t know anything about cars. (I did later enrol in an evening car mechanics course at the local community college – but I think that was to no avail…) I have a whole heap of car stories to tell you but I don’t really want to get into all of that. I did try later getting a loan from CBA to pay for it, as their interest rates were considerably less, but plain rudely said NO (Although the nature of the loan (the sneaky nature, Nissan Finance, get you to pay all the interest in the first 12 mnths of the loan, so if you ever can pay it back in full, you still have probably paid all the interest, as if you had it for the full 5 year duration – do you see what sneaky thieves they are? All legal.) But actually, I’m glad I bought it, I needed it, it was a good car, surprisingly roomy in the boot. I liked it, the dark colour, and especially the Flame decal down both sides. And it was built with a good sturdy Ford Motor, lasted well, and would’ve continued to last a lot longer if I didn’t hit a big roo just after dad died. It was a bit too ‘low’ for farm life anyway, and I replaced it (after waiting stuck on the farm for 3months until dads house sold, (bloody lucky it sold) I ended up getting a ‘raised’ Ute which was much better not only to cope with driving down the paddock checking trees, but could cope with Gunnedah council bad rocky dirt roads. I did not get a photo of my car, (not sure how I managed before without camera), unfortunatly, showing my decals, so I improvised see below; 1995 Daewoo 1.5i Auto (someone said the reason I had so many people following me was because they were all chasing flames! Not only the boys, but this car ‘worked up’ the girls too; when they saw me – it supposedly prompted them to purchase a car for themselves and want to go for a spin!! Infact some would say this car and me, as the buyer, was a deliberate marketing ploy by the car companies for such purposes, and as I personally believed at the time when it came out that this car was targeted for me – this is quite possible true. Thankyou Emily) 28. Flickr admin account thieves - Don MacAskill, Chris MacAskill Another banned Flickr accounts An email I received from Flickr admin, re another ‘banned’ account! So, this is what my saboteurs do, {I call them saboteurs, but really, they’re just stupid dogs who are out to get me (because they can’t get me), I’m innocent}. So, they create issues, and complain about me to Admin, and the admin, without giving too much thought, will just ban me, so they don’t have any problems. This is what is wrong with the Internet atm, it is run by stupid nonthinking twits, who don’t want any problems, and who are scared to find the truth, and are intimidated by stupid dogs threatening legal action (when they have no grounds for legal action anyway). Fear. So, after I was ban, I created a new email address and a new name, and created a new Flickr account, actually Flickr don’t ban people, they just delete their accounts, without any communication, Nazis - Nazi behaviour. But I have been storing all my photos from my “stolen items” and “my blog”, on the new account, mainly just to keep it there for safe storage, as I’ve mentioned many of my photos are stolen and by the way, including this one at the top, but I do have six other different storage areas, so I can usually always get back any image that has been stolen, and there’s been heaps over the past two years. You can see why the one above was stolen; I name names, I don’t hold back, if you’re going to mess with me, then I’m going to let everybody know about it. I don’t care who you are, or how old you are. If you harass me or steal from me in anyway, I’ll be naming and shaming you. Someone has to do it. {This is the main reason why my accounts have been deleted and why I have been banned from social media. I call people up on their bad behaviour, I call bullies up on their bad behaviour, and they don’t like it one single little bit!! With authorities, even having the audacity to tell me; well, they’re young, and they make mistakes! Well, I tell you, they certainly should be punished for “making mistakes” -making the mistake of harassing someone and stealing from someone, is by no means a “mistake”, these are deliberate actions by spoiled little shit heads who have had no discipline from the hopeless parents, and if they aren’t reprimanded then, they continue on their power tripping bully ways, just getting worse, and worse as they get older and older.} So, I always put my photo stories in the public domain, (it’s the only way to do something about social bullying), and they can be downloaded if wanted. Although, one day I did a google search for Lagunaria patersonii, but my 5 images I have had listed on flicker in the Public Domain for some years now – was NOT showing. So you can consider all Google image search results INACCURATE, and if you look in the other section, you will find heaps of free images. I’ve been doing that for the past couple of years. But last week I ran out - you only get 1000 photos. So, I created another account in a different name with also a different email address, to divide them up; “stolen items” in one account, and “my blog” photos in another, however every single account that I created with my new fake name and fake email address was deleted; so, Flickr is another one who have me tracked, and delete my accounts. (Perverts). So, I wonder why my existing one that I’ve been using for the past couple of years, hasn’t been deleted; when I look at the photos, they really haven’t had many views, but I noticed when I created the new accounts, in the first 24 hours before they were deleted, I had many views. So, I’m not really sure what’s going on there, maybe Flickr have decided I can keep an account providing no one else can see it? Maybe their IT people have arranged this somehow - without telling me? Or, maybe they just think one account is ample and the “view” thing was a coincidence? 29. Now Misconception - the ‘thieving bimbo’ is from a typical family and appears normal Most people can’t understand about my expression for the thieves “hope they get cancer and die”. They think, well, someone stole your goggles, so what, big deal, they don’t cost that much, it’s not like they stole your life savings! - Those people don’t understand that, I’m having small items stolen (at least at one point, every week. So, every week, something would go missing, and it was often something that I was in the middle of using/working on, (a project). I mean can you imagine if you’re at work, and you’re working on a project, you come in one day to take up where you left off the day before, and the bit that you have done the previous day, was gone! I mean, just that one incident would drive you a bit nuts, wouldn’t it? Now imagine if that happened to you on a weekly basis, over a 15yr period (perhaps even longer)? Can you possibly even imagine that? what that’s like? the torment? Imagine if you’re an expensive lawyer working on a case, and that happened to you, and there is nothing you can do about it, all security implementations fail. Not only that, no one believes you?? Plus accuse you of being crazy! So, getting cancer and dying is the least of what I want to happen to those particular people involved in stealing. And there have been a lot. Many business’s are involved too. And I am a little annoyed at seeing people saving the ‘thieving bimbo’, with no consequences at all. So called ‘do gooders’ with “I’ll Save You” complex, who are clueless; think they are helping, BUT THEY ARE NOT. I remember sitting in the front of my computer at Rangari and writing about something that was stolen, you know, being extremely pissed off about it, ranting and raving on a photo story for a Gumtree listing! (That’s all there was back then, and I was ban from Gumtree too). It occurred to me then that ALL other people, doesn't matter if they're blonde or brunette, they're just slack people. Slack because they steal from me. {Slack as they have been raised with free reign}. And, I think I wrote in that story, whatever I was writing about (I couldn't find it) it occurred to me that that's why God must have invented redheads, people are sick and tired of all blondes and brunettes, so he threw some red heads into the mix!! Then I thought about my cats that I look after; one of my cats who was the second born {there was a mix up, because I wanted to keep the first born kitten, as there was a notable difference between the first born and the other kittens in those first few weeks, but unfortunately the first born was taken by my neighbours by mistake. {I can't believe there was a mix up, what the!} - it must've been because I had all my cats neutered, so that would have included the first born, my neighbours would not have neutered him, so his genes would been passed on – a deliberate act good gene survival on part of nature! – which is a very good thing, that cat, honestly, I swear the word ‘elite’ comes to mind. You know humans if they practice really hard at something, they can get really good at it, but this cat was just born perfect. A born elite. Amazing athletic abilities, amazing hunting skills, amazing awareness and personality. So, you can give me a pussycat any day over a brunette or a blonde, or even a redhead! This photo is a free image from pn , there are no known associations with theft and this family, it is just an example to show you how that person, if a thief, would not ever be held accountable due to her family and hair colour – she is pretty, AND the fact that she appears just like a normal person. I can assure you the thieving is REAL, and it is done by normal people from families. I can't stress enough how important parenting is - it seems to me the majority of Australian parents are absolutely clueless about what to do. It's extraordinary how this whole area has gone completely ignored by society. And yet it's the root of ALL problems. All criminal behaviour is a result of families living in dysfunction. I strongly feel they needs to be compulsory parenting class for all pregnant women. This needs to be a normal part of pregnancy. WE need to put a stop to the bumbling. Parenthood is WAY more than bumbling. Now, there's a whole host of things I can talk about here, but I will just mention one little thing: what you encourage your child to do in its childhood, it will recreate this as adult in some form. So, if you give your child a whole heap of play cars, it'll probably grow up to be some sort of revhead mechanic. If you encourage your child to get out in nature and garden, they most definitely will garden as an adult - maybe not be a full-time career, but gardening and nature will be a part of the adults life. SAME with relationships, the relationship you have with your child is often what is looked for in a partner, a subconscious thing, so make sure you have a healthy, communicative, loving, respectful, and HONEST relationship with your child. (So, I and people like me, do not have to suffer your bad parenting consequences. The irony of this situation.) 30. Toot Toot crazy movie industry I thoroughly enjoy this old 1970s movie of Jane Eyre on my Prime Video app. Set in the 1840s, which by the way was 50 years before the first motor car was ever sold in Britain, so there were a few horse and carriage scenes in this movie. But, I kid you not, halfway through, when they were walking down the garden, there in the background, a car horn beeping! Toot toot. Is there no escaping them. Hopeless sound editors. (And this is why at one point, I thought it was the app doing the beeping, beep over, because it didn't fit in with the movie, it wouldn't surprise me if it's app people, app people are computer nerds, they have no common sense, they don't care if the scene is ruined, sound wise, and they like to be annoying, antagonistic, and a nuisance.) After I wrote this, I was watching a movie, and it had the usual street scenes in the usual annoying beeping street noises that they do, and suddenly they cut to a street without the usual edited sounds, as in, and it was like a live street with real noises – and it sounded completely different from the movie interpretation of a street scene. Someone was trying to make a point!! I saw what they did! The difference is remarkable, notable and certainly obvious for anyone with any sense of sound, so wakey wakey all sound editors! Life Stories P7 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7(this) , LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Nurses at hospitals make kids sick deliberately, so they can look after them. (Some, I have to say, at Armidale Hospital NSW. Some believe a sick child is a result of an adults 'will' anyway, especially a doctor, but mothers too) Life Stories P13 1. The Scent of a Pine Just out the front of my house at Rangari, was a Pine forest. The driveway used to come right up the centre of the forest, and when you reach the top of the slight hill, and look out through the clearing – there, you saw the house, it was really quite pretty, and good thinking of whoever put the driveway there. Unfortunately, I had to move the driveway because it developed some big potholes and I didn’t have a tractor to make it all nice. I can see now from Google Maps that the driveway hasn’t been put back and is still along the edge of the pine forest. Oh, that’s a shame! Anyway, this forest of Pines consisted mostly of skinny trunked pines, as shown in the photo, and apparently the skinny pines are very old, like 500+ years, they don’t get bigger because of competition, they’re so close together. But in one area, there was a clearing, and in the centre of the clearing was one big Pine, it had grown huge, as no competition. The Pine species by the way is Callitris glaucophylla - White Cypress Pine. This big Pine was so spectacular, I decided on one side of the forest, to do some trimming. I carefully selected a few big ones, and then cut down the smaller ones around it. I mean, it was a long-term plan, but that’s how I think, long term. And it would have been worth it (worth the arm pain) had I still been there to enjoy it. Such is bitch life. I mean I can’t get up and do it again, arthritis says so. So, one day, there was a storm, (btw, this story is another one that has been removed from my PC, not sure why, so I’m rewriting with more details) so during this storm, there was an almighty bang - like you have never heard such a noise before. I mean it really shook up everything, unbelievably loud. As the storm eased, I walked down the paddock to see what the bang was, and suddenly I saw it; lightning had struck that huge big Pine tree that was in the clearing. It was still smouldering, and the scent that was emanating from this huge split pine trunk was the most incredible smell, I had ever smelt. I mean it was truly divine. Not only was it divine then, but for the following weeks, the wind would often carry the scent up to my house, and when I was out working in the garden or paddocks, sooo yummy. The air was filled with fragrance for weeks, so amazing. I realised all my other carefully spaced trees maybe struck by lightning in the future. I thought, because I did at least 15 big pines, that the lightning would most likely get confused, not knowing which tree to strike, and be tricked into not striking any!! But then again, maybe I could have 15 super fragrance experiences ahead for me to enjoy!! In my previous story I mention that particular species of Pine should be harvested for essential oil distilling, because it is by far superior to any other Pine species of essential oil that I’ve ever smelt. Plus, those trees are a bit of a weed around Gunnedah, if you were serious about doing it, you can make heaps, as farmers will gladly let you on their farm to cut their weedy Pine trees down. So maybe someone did just that, and that’s why the stories stolen (I do not expect money, don’t worry!) Also, another reason why maybe it was stolen was because, I mentioned about the girl wanting to smell the super fragrance; somebody with lots of money, sent a girl, (I think they won a prize consisting of being taken to my farm, in order to smell this pine) - that’s how good it was. So, I have no proof of that, just what a birdy told me. But I do have proof of either same girl, or a different one, at another time who wanted to smell my apricot tree. My apricot tree, when fully laden with hundreds of super ripe apricots, was also truly amazing, you’ve never smelt anything like it, so super sweet in the spring morning due. This day, I went into town, I stopped at Gordan Barry farm shop, there was a girl at the farm shop who had this awful perfume on, it was disgusting, kind of smelt a bit like incense. Thought nothing of it, did not speak with the girl, or see her face, but she was size 14, middle height and in her 30’s, with auburn mouse brown hair, and wearing a blue and white hippy dress. When I got home that day, I went into my orchard tunnel, and what did I smell when I entered; that horrible perfume that the girl had been wearing. So, she had obviously been to my place, in my tunnel, while I was in town. Unbelievable! NOT WITHOUT MY PERMISSION you stupid thieving bimbos. 2. Lying and fainting bad nurses This is an exert from an article about the mental health industry in Australia. Part of this was cut out, from a recent publication, (deliberately?) and so I wanted to do a separate little story for just this part; of what happens in a mental health ward, for in voluntary patients. “The reason I was detained for so long before being released is because of the nurses, this is what they do: Nurses write false claims in their evening notes, stating “she was angry and aggressive” (for example) and really, I was not saying anything or doing anything at all. They do this deliberately as then the doctor reads the nurse’s notes every morning, and then says “oh she’s not allowed to leave, she’s angry and aggressive”. The nurses literally lie, it is a cat and mouse game for them, they take pleasure in the power of incarcerating someone against their will for no reason. The nurses who work at these places are truly despicable people. When I actually was released, I asked one of those nurses for a copy of those notes, I told her, by law, I’m allowed to have a copy, and you should have seen her, oh my god, it was her worst nightmare, I thought she was going to faint. Most people have no idea what these institutes are like, they really should be shut down.” 3. Unwanted Nuisance Callers plus religious story This movie sends me musicians, who then proceeds, to make sounds outside my house all night, but specifically at 3:30am, but then continuing to make strange sounds if I don’t get up (at Gin Gin). Fuck off fuck off fuck off you little fucking idiot. And why is it up to me to tell you to fuck off - don’t you have any common sense? Or is this something you do; go around annoying the crap out of single women? How would you like it if someone woke you up in the middle of the night? Incapable of empathy. I should think this stems from a lack of religion as a child? You know, “do un to others as ye would have do unto you”. Speaking of religion, I have a few things to say about it, I have already done so on another story, but yet that, was another piece of writing stolen – why do you have to delete my whole story, you know I have all of my stories on Flickr in the public domain, which means you can download and use them for whatever you want SO STOP DELETING MY PHOTOSTORIES, so I have to redo. What I said in my previous story (and it was someone at GinGin who stole it, I bet, -maybe they inserted it into their sermon and the dog who told a priest to insert it, stole it! ??). Anyway, I said; a lot of religious people still do unlawful things, as they know, they can ask God for forgiveness, and all will be forgiven. That is what is taught in the scriptures, the forgiveness bit. So, but, I don’t think they fully got the complete message; as it is also stated, you still have to pay for your sins, it is just done in a Godly perfect way, and you may not even be aware that you are paying for it. That was what I said, so, today, I also want to add, I feel people get to a certain age, and then write themselves off as not ‘good’ or religious or someone that may have a shot at an afterlife, as they think they fucked up so much when they were younger, that they’re going to hell anyway, so, it doesn’t matter what they do from then on forward, they may aswell carry on in their sinful thieving way. I guess they never got that first message at all!! There was also something I should’ve added to my “Things I wish I was told when I was 18” list; stay the hell away from musicians, nothing but a bunch of thieves without any common-sense. Not that I’ve actually had anything to do with any musicians in my life, except I used to listen to music, mainly on the radio, 20 yrs ago, but now occasionally on YouTube. {“Brand New Key, pair of roller skates” shear genius}. I did go to several music concerts when I was 19. So, I recommend, don’t go to music concerts or festivals, or listen to the radio; not only are there “party boy” (and girl) bimbo uneducated types who follow you and steal from you, but the music world is full of Big Players, rich. They look for victims who will spend money on their music, they’re just as bad as the drug dealers, and the mental health care workers; they all want one thing, your money and adoration. 4. Meals on Wheels When I was young and we had just moved to Gunnedah, from Tamworth, my mother and I went and did Meals on Wheels every month; a charity service involving driving around Gunnedah and delivering pre-cooked meals to old people, in their homes. As I recall, I didn’t much like it, because all the old people‘s homes were stinky and dirty, and the pre-cooked meals weren’t like the meals that you can get in the supermarket or delivered today, they seemed to be, well, as an eight-year-old, I thought kind of undesirable. But looking back, I’m certainly glad I did it with mum. And it was most likely the connections mum made in this time, that helped her later when she started her nursing business. The reason I’ve done a separate photo story for this is because I’ve written about it before briefly, and it is another story that has just been removed from my computer and from my blog. I seem to be discovering my little stories missing on a weekly basis now, it’s like the thieves can no longer easily access my house to steal, so they are stealing my stories via hacking my PC? It’s a little strange. I have no idea who would be stealing them (and why!!) although there are people who seem to have fun in reminding me of any story that has gone missing. I don’t know how they know? whether they’ve been checking my blog or whether it is indeed them that are stealing my stories, and then telling me about it? (total nutter). So I have to go and re-write it - this would be something a typical stupid dog bimbo would do, one who was trying to control the situation, and get me to redo something and waste my time?? (rack off). Or literally, it could’ve been some bimbo on the media, television or radio, who has taken it upon herself to adopt the story, and make it her own? I have seen this happen two or three times a few years ago, with some of my stories, and it wasn’t just anybody, adopting my stories, it was famous people. So, I guess if there’s some famous person out there that is coming up with a story of some interest, you can be sure that it’s most likely not theirs! So, they reminded me of this story, Meals on Wheels story, so here it is again. 5. Teach empathy. Clever and Creative ways to raise kids who aren’t bullies. In point 16, of my “Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids”, I state to teach empathy “Teach empathy”. It struck me that probably a lot of parents will not know how to do that, so I thought I would put an example here. Before I do, I need to point out that the difficulty is telling their kids, and they inturn don’t hear you, because, parents are constantly making demands and requests of their child, so sometimes, they may take everything they hear “as a grain of salt”. Therefore, in some instances, you really need to set up a situation different than normal. Here is my example; if your child is giving you a hard time one day about something that you want them to do, “I don’t want to do it”, and they’re fighting you, and they’re being mean to you as the parent. Then the parent could turn around and say “I think you’re being too harsh on me; I did not deserve that much retaliation; can you hear yourself being mean?” But I feel this may not achieve anything, the message will not sink in, as the child will assume it just your fighting tactic to manipulate them to do the thing they do not wish to do – kids are very smart. Instead, that comment has to come from somebody else. And usually, somebody else is not always on hand at just the right moment, so, that’s what I mean about you need to set it up a situation, so somebody else can actually say it so the child can hear it, plus, I would say, a total stranger is often better than another member of the family or someone they know. I have to stress, it has to be an observational remark – it cannot be a reprimand or rebuke of any sort, otherwise your child might feel you are “playing sides” against them, and this will create monumental problems. I know there will be parents struggling maybe with one thing that they constantly want their child to do, and the child’s fights, this gentle technique will help them. I draw on my own personal experience for this story; as a 7-9yr attending an “elocution” lesson. I knew, as a 9yr old, that I didn’t really need elocution lessons, as far as I was concerned, I could speak perfectly. (Although in retrospect, that 9yr didn’t quite realise how important speech is, how important tone is, and communication in general.) But so, as I felt I didn’t need to attend the elocution lesson, I let my mother know about this fact in no uncertain terms on the first day. I was overheard by the elocution teacher (a lovely old lady) who said to me, a very similar comment as what I have explained above. I felt while she did not teach me any elocution (I did not go back after that day), that old lady changed my whole perspective on how I spoke, from then on. And on a very subtle level, one that I did not have to give to much thought to from then on, its like my mind suddenly learnt empathy. In my encounters with other people, there have been many many, who do not know how to be empathetic. In fact, I can only think of 2 or 3 other people in my life who have been able to show empathy for anyone, and I have encountered literally thousands of people at this point in my life. This is why I’m writing about it, it’s terrible that people do not know how to be empathetic. It’s kind of important and lacking in Australia. So, if it helped me, it will help many people. Also, btw, on a slightly different matter, kids who feel like they’re going to ‘pee their pants’ before they go on stage, feel this way due to being chastised and humiliated previously in public, so most likely by their parents in bad toilet training moments. Save your child a whole childhood, and perhaps even adulthood too, of feeling like they going to pee their pants, whenever they’re nervous. Get it right – do your bit. And people, if this is you, who feels like peeing pants whenever you’re nervous, it’s because of your parent’s bad child raising skills. Blame them and get angry at them. Change does not come about unless there is action. J Above shown is one of my Ribbon Ring Wind Catchers, for sale on Etsy for $100 – my ribbon supplier is a new website, so I am not sure if they are retailers or wholesalers, they seem to be retailers, given the price of a reel of ribbon ($18), but according to google, they are the cheapest I can find, so must be both retailer and wholesaler. Maybe I am just getting old, things seem to be outrageously priced these days. 6. Bottlebrush’s under powerlines; don’t be afraid chop chop chop! Actually, you can see from this photo, of a street in Millicent, South Australia, that those Callistemon’s are a little too tall (will be) to go under the powerlines. But, do not fret, because I know probably at least one and every four house in suburbia has one of these trees planted outside it - the councils of the time when berserk planting this particular tree! The root system of Callistemon is very tough and hardy, so instead of letting Council chop them down, (they tend to do a strange skew job anyway), they can handle a severe chop back, so chop it in half, maybe a metre off the ground, and after a while, once they put on some leaves and branches, it’ll just look really cute and dwarfy ball, before it spreads out with its new canopy, to fit fully under the powerlines. So, don’t be afraid to just chop chop chop! 7. Canine dog story From 2000 until 2018 I rented on 4 different farms. 2 of them had dogs, 2 of them did not. I do mean the canine variety of dogs. (!) Farmers who supposedly have work dogs, as well as pets, (actually over my whole life, living and visiting many farmers, I don’t think I have encounted one farmer whose work dog was actually a work dog, or did any good workdog related activities! mmm maybe one…). I have to mention, those 2 farms that didn’t have any dogs, were so much more pleasant. There were kangaroos that would pop by, big monitors, heaps of birds…., no dogs barking. No humans trying to control the dog by harsh reprimands, none of that yelling “get down”. David and Brenda at Rangari farm had no dogs, thankgoodness. It is strange that so many other famers do. Just a better way of life, with no dogs. But I am a fan of the Dalmation – such a pretty coat….. 8. Unnecessary “Squelchy Mess” due to Bored Factory Food Workers I also noticed, and now make a comment, about the fact that they ‘pummel’ pork and chicken, with needles filled with liquid, and it’s meant to tenderise. It does change the taste and texture of the meat in a negative way. I feel these people who are in these industries, are absolutely bored out of their brains, and so they try to come up with things to give their life meaning, and this is what they have come up with. In the process, they have ruined something that was simply perfect as is. I can no longer purchase a leg of ham, chicken schnitzel or chicken nuggets from the supermarket that hasn’t been pummelled into “squelchy mess”. I noticed the large whole chickens have been pummelled as well, but not the smaller ones. 9.Hand-made Silver Ring Stolen I am reminded of this next story by the group of people (women) who “recreate” situations from my past. They are kind of like a self-declared secret society who do this in the hopes it will change the way I remember it. They think they are doing me a favour. Along the lines of a councilor / psychiatrist. When actually they are nothing but meddling control freak perverts trying to play “big brother”, and this is a perfect example of people who cannot see their own dysfunction. I have mentioned them before (photo story: “Re-creations” and “The dedicated lifestyle of copying me”). But most people would have no idea what I am talking about when I refer to these people, but I can assure you they are out there and they are real. The situation (and btw, I remember all these stories fine, without having to be reminded. But it’s like, they do a “timing” thing – still what that is about, I am not sure.) After they did it at Colosseum with the ants, I got to thinking, why would they do this; maybe it’s because I am unmarried, and so they can’t do stories about my marriage, or about anyone in my life. You know how so many women just like to sit around all day and gossip about other women, it’s one of their favourite things to do. So, they can’t do that with me. I think they are a little ‘chuffed’ about not being able to do that, so even as some form of protest they do “recreations” I mean if you could hear me, it must get a little bit tedious if there is only me, - it would be far more interesting for them if there were multiples of people in my life, and preferably a succession of different multiples. As it is, their “recreations” are a passive aggressive punch. “We want a slut!” I want further add, I think the fact that I am single has benefited the whole of Australia because aside from stupid recreations, they have to come up with other things as well things that don’t concern me, and concern everyone, and benefit everyone. I think being single, has actually benefitted the whole of mankind. I hope that’s not too narcissistic thinking, but it’s true. This time, the situation was when a young man incahoots with my flat mate, stole my special handmade silver and opal ring. It was made specially for me, for my 18th birthday present by my grandfather, the ‘opal’ is my October birth stone. I cannot remember the young guy’s name; I only remember his face. I do not recall how he penetrated our circle of female friends; it was just after we had left school and had moved to Sydney, 1993. He and I did not have any connection at all, so he befriended my flat mate. One day they went out together, and I believe she was pissed off at me, and so bitched to this guy, and this guy in retaliation, stole my ring. She was pissed off with me, as that day I had stood up to her and told her I was not going to do the washing up every day, -she had to do it occasionally. (She was a bit of a lazy bully – flat mate situations – such an undesirable way of living). Anyway, some years later I think in about 2010 or there abouts, I was watching an Australian opera performance on the ABC, and mid-way through, the whole show seemed to slightly side track, and there was that young guy who stole my ring, not quite as young looking anymore, doing a weird scene, being an arshole again on stage, it was like he had not changed at all, and wanted me to know he was still a thieving arshole who was manipulated by stupid bitches! Anyway, later the producers of that opera apologized, they had no idea that guy and dog cohorts in the art world, had inserted their own personal mission of bitch into their show. But I want to say also, he is not the only one who does that on national TV, there are quite a few self-declared important people who play this game, it happens a lot. Male and female alike, putting their message across in passive “ARTISTC” ways. Unbeknownst to the producers or directors. And those other “bitch message people” would probably just have been manipulated by some stupid bitch like my 3rd born flat mate bully. I notice they do it in many good documentaries too, with valuable information being passed on, but then all of a sudden, they go ‘off track’ with someone maybe blurting out a big furphy – yet still talking really seriously, so unless you know what they’re talking about, you may not necessarily catch the fact that they are lying through their teeth, deliberatley, inorder to ‘trick’ the viewer. I saw it happen again only yesterday 2024, on a YouTube video, with 2 middle age women (Summer Rayne Oakes). It’s really annoying how they do this; they think they’re being funny and clever, but they’re just self-aggrandizing people spreading evil. I think there is some girl by the name of Amy who does it – cross media? She uses actresses and hosts to carry out her bitch message. No idea who she is – but a dog, possible thief too. I think she is the person responsible for getting news readers to be mischievous too. I haven't written about this before; but there was a period or a phase where I was watching a news reader on a channel doing the news, and then I would switch channels shortly after, and there on the other channel was the same girl reading the news on different network!! I am wondering how an earth they did that, obviously prerecorded, but timing specific! It happened a few other times since, and on the radio as well! I figured it out; it is girls having their little girl bimbo fun; thinking they're trying to trick everybody and flip them out!! (I think they think everyone in Australia watching them is on drugs – so they are looking for “flippy dude” reaction! Or whatever stoner slang they have! Lol. I think that girl, 2023, had finally realized I am not on drugs and she has possibly made a big mistake with her life – little birdy told me. Such is the stupid bimbo nature of most women. They all monumentally fuck up. I haven't watched the news in years, so that hasn't happened in years, but recently with my new YouTube subscription, and the extreme weather, I often watch the little segments they do on YouTube. And again, I noticed there is one woman doing the same thing; she appeared on channel 9 news, and then suddenly she was on, I think it was Lithuanian news stream (!) - it's the same woman. I also put it down to the fact that she is an attention seeker – TV people, the biggest attention seekers of them all – total peacocks. And I have seen news readers totally doing ‘personal product placement’, like with shares and stocks! I wouldn't really care about such antics that little girls get up to, but I suspect it is those women, those newsreaders and their cohorts, who are possibly the ones causing nuisances in my life by doing “Car organizing” hoons; that is, they put stalkers, people who follow me, toot at me, and steal from me, in cars - they give them cars to drive around, different cars, plus pay them to do it? {different cars so I won't catch them and report them to the police – they are a police matter}. So, curse those News bimbos, because this behaviour is just as bad as walking into a shop, and shoplifting yourself, or walking up to someone and smacking them in the head – that nuisance behavior involving stalking, is a crime as far as I'm concerned. Aid and abet criminals. Going back to my ring story, that young man, because of his nature, that I noticed, at the time, I thought he was gay – but no, I suspect he’s just the mouse. This is why whenever my paths cross with young people, young men, I always explain to them how unresponsible, clueless and evil women are, in the hopes that they can stand up to them and be the responsible one. That thieving guy, never had anyone explain this to him. The ring shown is similar, but mine was slightly wider with more silver, this was the closest I could find (from Austral Stones). The stone was paler too. My grandfather’s name was Bill Flood (William Flood) he worked for the government, admin, but was a silversmith in his spare time. He was really a silversmith, but had 4 girls to support. When he retired from silversmithing, he donated all his tools and equipment to NEGS school. We got to make some jewelry in year 12, because of him. I swear our family is the only honest family I know. 10. List of Strange Things that Happen, Weird Things, Dodgy Things, Someone in my House These things happens if I leave the house or overnight when I sleep, I suspect some little unwanted spoilt shit is somehow getting in via me when I am asleep??? Otherwise I have no idea how they are getting in. I recall when I was living at Petersham, I had a front door that I never used, so I rigged up a velvet curtain over it. One morning I awoke feeling very strange, I walked out and saw that the curtain I had rigged up was moved, as if the door had been opened, and that door had a bolt, so it could only be opened from the inside, and I do not recall getting up in the night and opening the door – it was never opened or used. So something odd happened that night that I have no recollection of? I suspect foul play by little boys in the neighbourhood?? I am not known as a sleep walker, but once dad told me when I was 7 or so, I got up late one night around midnight, and walked out to the living room where dad was watching telly, he said I hopped on his knee, as I sometimes did and just sat there, dad asked me if I wanted anything I said no, then went back to bed! So that was a little weird. Half a tub of vitamin E cream suddenly disappeared. One morning, there was only one biscuit left in the jar and there was meant to be three. 5/12/2022 A metal hook appeared in my toilet, – like one used for abortion in the old days. Half a bottle of essential oil suddenly disappeared. 1 Mylanta tab of the two tabs, of my ibuprofen suddenly disappeared. 2022 There were two eggs left on one side of a carton, and next morning there were none. 12/12/2022 Upon returning from a 2hr outing, the large sponge on bottom shelf, of my tool shelf was lying on the floor. This was the day when Australia post wanted me to pay them $2 for a redelivery, when they should have delivered the day before. As if. I later was advised it was spam texts, and not Aus post. Just coincidence they contact me when I leave the unit. 5/1/2023 Chip in my good cup after I wrote about the dogs swapping my chip free crockery over for their bimbo chipped crockery 22/01/2023 (this is such a typical dishonest female thing for them to do). 22/01/2023 large toe nail tear, no pain in the middle of the night, was just there the next morning One of the cat pouches was off, only 1? I suspect as they wanted me to empty my outside compost as it was starting to smell, so they put in or swapped, a bad pouch. The yellow seed envelope that I had just written on and chucked in to the seed room (where it landed in an undesirable spot) was taken – never to be seen again. 28th Feb 2023 My black lycra was swapped over for navy blue, and I suspect my jersey stretch needles were swapped over for blunts, I had to order more, and lycra needles are in high demand atm22th Feb 2023 2 dents appeared on my fridge overnight, on 2 different nights. On both occasions when it happened, someone left stupid comments on my fridge vid, on youtube. Bluetooth that I specifically switched off on ipad pink, after I came home was switched on. Also, the powerpoint for the hair dryer socket was switched off, when I had left it on, and my pkt of Quells was found on the floor. May 2023 Rack off you stupid retards. 11. Female Thinking re “I want to beat you so badly and since I can’t, I will just kill you” On my life blog, I frequently talk about the stupid bimbo nature of most women. I have another example here for you. I used to sell my designs on Sflr, but I was banned - my account – Emily Bieman, was deleted. And the reason, despite what they will tell you, the real reason is quite different and most bimbo. You see, I have a lot of girls that try to ‘beat me’, and compete with me, this is normal, it has always been the case, ever since school, I believe they try to beat all their peers, (especially popular amongst 3rd borns – stupid 3rd borns). I have termed them “Competitive Bitches”. Some people may know them as Basketball players too. But so, they see something I’m doing, and want to do it too, but plus want to do it better than me. They want to show off and want to gain my praise. Which is fine, I am guessing it has been this way since the dawn of time amongst women. I mean, you could categorize this as inspiration, I myself see ‘shiny’ photos in media’s, and let my imagination go with such a design, maybe use it somehow, be inspired somehow... But these girls on Sflr took their “I want to beat you” attitude to the next level, by banning me!! ”You can’t win now, we deleted you! ha ha!” So, the competition on Sflr actually got pretty fierce, they have Design Challenges for designers, and I was kind of in my element, because one of my favourite things to do, aside from designing fabrics, is looking at other people‘s wonderful designs - and some of them were getting really good, like the standard had jumped considerably from when I started on there, to what, six years later. I felt it was a privilege being able to view those designs, I never felt intimidated or deterred by them, even though by comparisons, some of them were out of this world good. And so, every time I would upload a design onto Sflr; I’d get shown, by the Sflr dogs, at least 10 more designs of similar category, (they went out of their way, and to considerable lengths, in various media’s, to show me bigger and better designs) and some of them were truly spectacular, there’s no doubt about it. I certainly do not claim to be a super skilled illustrator (read my School Art Story..). So, I feel even though Sflr girls went out of their way to show me their designs, YET, still I kept persisting with mine; and this is what drove them NUTS, “but we beat you, we beat you”. So, since I did not give up, they just banned me!! This is how cockanninnie stupid women think! Stupid. BTW, I sold quite a few of my designs, I used to let the money bank up, then when it was great enough, I would not withdraw it, but spend it on their fabrics, it was a great way of still being able make my own clothes whilst being on a low income. So those Sflr dogs not only screwed me, but they screwed my family, because after I die, my fabrics would have continued to sell on that website, bringing in royalties, which would’ve gone to my family - now no longer will, they lose - royalty screwed. (After I wrote this, I noted there was a stranger than usual vibe in getting my blog in public view.. who knows maybe computer nerds are scared of my family, and so have made sure none of them will see my Blog?). I ought to mention, there are other people, male and female alike who, like to turn their work, - their day job, into a game, to make the day go faster. So, the game then becomes a competition, and a competition over every little bloody thing. And I would like to say, those people are highly retarded and really annoying. Especially for those people who struggle to get through the day, and want to take it easy – they do not want some gung-ho lunatic trying to beat them, then calling them a loser if they indeed did pack the box slower than you! {or whatever the task at hand was.} I have also encounted many people, (usually 3rd borns), who can’t think of anything to do, until they see me doing something, then they get all excited and want to do it too, and try to do it better. There is also some stupid blonde 3rd born who thinks it is perfectly fine to sabotage some other girls life /business, as she thinks life is a competition, and destroying other girls life is the point. Seriously that is how some 3rds borns think. Beyond comprehension for me, of how stupid her mentality is; STUPID BITCH. MOTHERS STOP BREEDING MULTIPLES. Please! And, I hope all Sflr girls, get cancer and DIES -burn in hell bitches 12. Correct PH soap for ladies It astounds me how most soap manufacturers (not mentioning any names, Palmolive) there are, that aren’t aware of the correct pH for a lady. This one knows about it, plus it has the most beautiful sent ever. BTW, I believe certain supermarket ladies know about the importance of a balanced PH and also, they know how to change the PH with certain processed foods, and, I am saying, manipulation goes on in order upset the balance in women they don’t like. (Yuk, and way to send me the female dogs! It truly astounds me how revolting and dysfunctional some women are, so obvious the type of family they are from, one consisting of males who are uncivilized, uncultured, unrefined, unpolished, uncultivated, unsophisticated, rude, disrespectful, woman hating and primitive. - Horrid). Also, as of 2023, Palmolive/Colgate do not use recyclable plastics in any of their packaging - how irresponsible and greedy. Do they have any idea about the worldwide pollution problems? 13. Bundaberg court employs unsavvy judges What a scam the judges are who work at Bundaberg courthouse! They can’t even tell when a police officer is lying! pathetic! Police lie all the time to get a conviction, they are a disgrace. What’s more in order to win and get a conviction, a police officer will lie to themselves, in a wishful thinking way, so they can easily convince the judge (many of them have dysfunctional issues – major ones, it’s a whole industry that attracts certain ‘dsyfuncts’.) I’ve had two court experiences in my life, one car rego related, and one rental bond related, and I witnessed total organised corruption by the courts, they are designed for people who have the most money, and the most friends, plain and simple. They are a sham and not a place of justice. But, I get the distinct feeling that all judges are only looking for is one thing, and that is remorse, (and a touch of humbleness). It doesn’t really matter to them if you’re guilty or not, they figure if you’re in court, you must be guilty, but if you’re remorseful, they’ll be lenient. But this explains why there are so many troublemakers; those kinds of people that get in trouble all the time with the police and the courts, they know how to play that game of being remorseful and humble, well some of them I guess, you know it’s just all part of the fun and games for them, the game of being a mouse. I guess no easy fixes to crime, but you know if I were in charge I’d be fixing the problem by locking up thieving offender’s parents for raising such a bad person. 14. Fancy Appliances, Remote Access And Rival Appliance Companies I have mentioned this before and that’s the ‘fancy appliances’ syndrome. These days, fancy appliances have ‘remote access’ by their makers. I had a problem with a LG washing machine, a Fisher and Paykel dishwasher, and a Panasonic vacuum, in the past. I will spare you the details, but I reckon, they can access those electronic appliances remotely if they wish (once my car was tampered too, and they switched off the engine by remote access – they were playing silly buggers, and showing off, because there was no need to turn my car off), but suffice to say, that is how they helped steal my Fisher and Paykel dishwasher, by locking the door. Definite theft. And there was a ‘rival appliances’ thing, I won’t bother explaining that, too silly. And also last week when I went to check the date for my appointment with Carol, that I had previously made a month before, that I simply can’t miss, I had written it in my digital Outlook calendar, and when I checked it, the date said the 23rd, and so I turned up on the 23rd, she said I do not have an appointment on the 23rd - it’s the 30th. Then I thought back and recalled, yes, it was the 30th, and I had written it in my calendar as the 30th. But I have computer bitch nerds that hack my computer (quite common, they do all sorts of nuisance things) and changed that date – they also deleted my money reminder (fuck off and get a life you retards). You have to ask why they would do this so; it’s because they want Carol to think that I am confused. In other words, they don’t want her to believe me, if I mention to her that my neighbours and retailers are stealing from me. They are in effect playing sides – little bimbo girls playing sides; who do not know, that one day, they will get their comeuppance because of it. Btw, I do not know who is sabotaging me – thus they are the ultimate of cowards. 15. Recurring Dream I seem to have this strange recurring dream, (2021) about a person, maybe a big old man, who is this extremely depressed, oppressed, oppressive person. Who wants to oppress everyone around him, and not allow any free thought or fun- it is most peculiar, and I’m a little annoyed about it? (I feel like this person could be from movies that I watch) I maybe feel like he has an ulterior motive to inspire fairytale behavior in other people “never fear, I will rescue you from that tyrant young maiden” Although one night, I awoke, after I had come up with a joke in protest, in my dream – which is most peculiar for me, (being a first born, jokes aren’t something I naturally do, and especially in a dream when I am sleeping and all common-sense thought processes are sleeping too.) So, instead of a message in a bottle, this is message on paper, and I’m throwing it out and hopefully magically, stops the oppressor in his tracks (which is often the case when I write things down). It did. Or it could have just been a dream about this guy that crossed my path in Bundaberg, (his name was Moses), he was a non-thinking idiot who takes home a monthly salary in exchange for not thinking, not taking responsibilities for his actions. He is someone responsible for incarcerating innocent women – literally in the physical world – oppressing them. He is ALL that is wrong with the world. In regards, to the above where I mention I am firstborn, so making up jokes is not something I do. So, the other day, I came up with a joke!! It concerns the expression “now you better be nice to people in life, otherwise, you’ll have to come back as a donkey”. It’s quite a common expression, must’ve originated from India, where they believe in reincarnation. And, there’s a hoon that hoons past my house frequently, they’re a total nuisance, they constantly revving up and down the hwy, disturbing the peace and tranquility here at Kookaburra Park, and polluting the air. Someone told me that they are “mules”, as in people who supply weed to local drongo‘s between here, Bundaberg and Gin Gin. So, I feel like telling that bloody little hoon; he’s got the worst job in the world, as he’s come back from a past life, as the worst thing possible, a mule! (mule/donkey, same thing! lol!) Just a little side bar; saw a few docos on North Korea, and talk about unlucky if you are born there in this life. Major tyranny going on there. Mind you, I bet they wouldn’t have the “stupid little girl petty theft” problem, like what goes on in Australia and (France, Italy, America….). I saw, in 2016 an American tourist visiting North Korea, O Warmbier, was caught trying to steal a poster in his hotel room, and he was sentenced to 15 years hard labor in prison there (!) which he did, no one could save him. When he was released, he was in a vegetative state, and died a few days later. I would condemn any stupid little girl who has stolen from me, with exactly the same sentence and treatment. Those stupid thieving bimbos have no idea what is in store for them. The dreamy image is “Beach Water Stripe Waves 2020 Indi ” by me for textile prints. https://www.redbubble.com/i/scarf/Beach-Water-Stripe-Waves-2020-Indi-by-emilybieman/77343940.B15PI 16. Bitches at Big W who pretended to have lost my Bike This are the two bimbos who were serving me at big W because bloody hopeless online Big W couldn’t arrange for a bike build – so I had to go instore and put up with these dogs who are pissing about pretending that my bike was stolen when really it was there. Not only did I have problems with these two staff, but people at the counter waiting to be served, also chimed in. Bimbos Bimbos Bimbos (not to mention the over speaker dog bimbo as I walked through the Sugarland Plaza in Bundaberg - FUCK OFF DOGS. Online Big W IT people; get your arse into gear, so I don’t have to put up with the stupid dogs, who discriminate against me, and harass me in this passive aggressive manner. BTW, I ended up spending about $800 on a bike, after about a month of riding it, I determined that my arthritis in my knees was bad enough to prevent me from bike riding, so I had to get rid of it any way. I sold it at Bundaberg Tender centre for $100 – what a total waste of money – I could have purchased an electric scooter. Which is what I need now (still with my Collapsed Arch). Btw, in Mackay they have an electric scooter company who supply public parts of Mackay with scooters, I thought I will try one there to see if they actually work (my experience in life when it comes to electric battery-operated goods is not such a positive one so far). The first time I went up to Mackay, the app was not working, so I could not try it. Then I fixed the app (turned out it does not display if you have bigger sized text on your phone (young non-thinking selfish app people, and who btw, never replied to customer support request). So, I drive up there a 2nd time to try it, and those same stupid IT people, I bet, took over my scooter and said “sorry this scooter cannot be used due to maintenance” – twice on 2 different scooters. So, talk about HOPELESS. My experience with electric goods is still a negative one – hopeless battery people, hopeless IT nerds. Hopeless woman in Mackay Botanical Garden car park info centre. I need a photo of that bitch woman at the info centre too, she definatly needs naming and shaming -she should not be allowed out in public at all, she is HOPELESS NEGATIVE NANCY. Naming and shaming is the only way to deal with those people who are firmly rooted in the community. Actually, I suspect that stupid woman is part of the ‘dog network’ who go around telling people contrary to the truth; so, as I do have a collapsed arch, and CAN NOT WALK through the Botanical Garden, she implied that I did not have anything wrong with my foot. STUPID Sometimes it takes an outsider to see a bully and call them up on it; as they have been around for so long in their community, everyone else has got used to them, and puts up with them. No need to thank me. 17. Phone Numbers of Girls that Call me and Hang up, or Lie about Who They Are Since I did this – huge reduction of nuisance callers. If only I had of started keeping a list all those years ago; they were way more of a problem 5-10 years ago, then they are now. You WOULDN’T BELIEVE how many Nuisances Calls I receive! Not only do these little dogs follow me around the streets, but I get little dogs who call me up, and sometimes they just call and hang up, or sometimes they come up with bogus names of who they are and reasons why they’re calling. Some of them actually have nothing to say they just want to call me (that conversation goes well) and some speak like zombies. There has been so many of these phone calls, that I now screen all my calls, so they have to leave a voice message and I call them back (if their voice message makes sense plus they leave phone number – (as my phone does not show callers phone number if they leave a voice message – what century am I still living in?)). So, this has been working for the most part, but occasionally, I have to turn voice message off, and receive calls, because I am expecting someone. So just last week when I switched voice message off, I received no less than 6 Nuisance callers again in that time voice message was off. I manage to get 3 of their numbers to make a list! 0490366018, 03 94524574, 0459135244 So hopefully in the future, any time I get a nuisance caller, I’ll remember to get the number and add them to my list to post online. (I did, see below) For many years I didn’t have a phone at all, quite happy not to talk to anyone on the phone, plus being low income, I couldn’t really afford a phone anyway, mobile phones with cheap plans were not around, not so long ago, the old Landline was an expense $30 a month plus calls. However, not having a phone does cause a whole heap of problems! Communication is very important, certainly if you’re dealing with customers or order inquiries… Oh, they have started nuisance texting me too. So, here is my regularly updated list of nuisance texters and callers; 0402239404 0499547096 0432552037 0492479842 0482701590 0428247942 0403460741 0427119853 0487123605 0411694453 0407433021 0488062149 0434427852 0432255088 0411396303 0401244559 03 70356710 0484855630 0423563543 0861463100 0432854982 0492286814 0410855042 0434330118 0410908522 02 90709639 0001800555937 0434152254 0480003055 0423268058 0413096738 0413096738 0423507314 0414068030 0423840798 0455102182 0419473600 03 99402003 0411536674 0421458162 02 8378 7951 0423057404 Matt Howley telstrasurveys@picniccustomer.com 0484959228 0418 246 677 0413 432 010 0432 623 155 0426 119 238 0484959228 0434 944 361 this person is stalking me. They only send me messages when I leave my unit and they pretend they’re from Australia Post but they are not, so police could you please do something about this person, they are a stalker and should be shot (or in your terms, in jail) 0432492799 – I blocked this caller then I received a call on that Melbourne number below – I think it’s Telstra 03 70436868 0466237493 02 82069448 02 3820 1103-Paddys River little place out of nowhere call me and hang up 03 92794098 0407422130 0474761681 This spam text message came after Kmart texted me saying I could collect my parcel 0462772903 chinese voice message 0461 360 531 0430 397 158 when I call back this number it says “your call can't be connected” so I suspect this is Telstra who does Nuisance calls and whenever I answer the phone they say “do you have any work available?” like what the hell is the point of that w... 0461 353 478 text asking for money. Are they complete morons? 03 40602590 a Chinese UPS company they constantly calling me in mandarin bugger off 02 40123529 0484 986 168 - ↓ 0475 839 988 – Aus post? Strange notification of undelivered mail? 0455 617 625 someone pretending to be mygov 4/26/2024 03 99895620 dogs playing washing Nazi games;fuck off you stupid mindless dogs 0498 193 263 Coles group 0474 104 286 Coles group 0475 836 226 Australia Post 0449 690 683 0461 347 115 fake courier 0459221054 fake couriertoll 03 81037094 0438 098 424 02 85525349 0285513777 0488838492 02 42031139 0488 838 521 (02) 9101 8660 0437992487 Emily at fake Centrelink 0400 745 789 probably a scammer trying to look for a house deposit (03) 9969 6482 0485 950832 got to be Telstra, some Asian, same one I think, calling himself joey now But mainly, the texts involve bogus courier companies, they must think, “oh, if only I could be a courier company” Also, these callers come in phases, sometimes I can go for a couple of weeks without having any of these nuisance messages/ calls, and then the next week I get two in one day, and a few more the following. Actually, I think it is related to the thieving, they seem to coincide with thefts? Plus, often just after I receive a hang up call, someone from gumtree contacts me with one of those automatized questions “Is this still available” – since no one buys any of my stuff on gumtree, I assume they mean they want to steal all the stuff I have on gumtree? The stupid woman across from me up the hill, yells out whenever I post on gumtree, implying no one is going to buy it because she is going to steal it. So, I really am not sure what is going on there, and why a neighbour would think she has control over every single person in the community who goes on gumtree, nevertheless, I do not sell my goods on gumtree, even if I list them for free, still no one contacts me. Lately I have received Nuisance texts from Centrelink numbers 0458 893 988 and 0419 473 600 and 0418 809 224 – maybe it is them pretending to be fake courier companies? Well, if so, it is up to me how I spend my money, not ANYONE ELSE, you wannabe husbands. 18. All Centerlink Jobs Providers - Employment Services forcing people to be slaves in 2021 (The one called Best Australia with Casandra Dunstan, in Gunnedah, has been the worst) Could somebody please go and bomwake them. It’s not up to you to tell somebody else what to do with their life. I would like to make a complaint against ‘jobs providers’ forcing welfare recipients to work for NO money, it’s called work for the dole, this is a form of slave labour, it’s disgusting, I can’t believe you even do it, still, in 2021. I have witnessed people’s paid jobs been replaced with so-called volunteers. And those volunteers have not been volunteers at all, they have been literally forced, like as if they’ve had a gun to their head, being told they will not receive any payments, they won’t be able to pay their rent or eat if they don’t work for so and so. It is truly revolting. The type of employer who take on so called ‘work for the dole’ people are greedy thieves who want people to work for them for no money- it is outrageous, and I can’t believe it’s allowed to go on in Australia. Australia truly is a backwards country. I also should mention, the certain types of employers who take on these slave labourers are connected people who have friends in jobs provider networks, and meanwhile, responsible ethical employers, have to pay proper wages - so why shouldn’t all employers. You may not be aware of this but in prisons, they used to have the same kind of thing - prisoners were made to work as ‘out sourcing’ for companies. It was a slow realisation that exactly the same thing would happen, people will take advantage of the prisoners who worked for nothing - the prison guards started taking kickbacks for prison workers, the police started taking kickbacks, to put in innocent people in jail – for work purposes. And because of this inevitable human greed, it is now against the law in Australia and America to use prisoners as outsource workers. So, Centrelink’s (or actually I should say Dep of education – apparently this is their cockanninnie idea) do exactly the same thing with these unemployed, infact, someone unemployed as less rights than a criminal in Australia. Anybody involved in work for the dole should be severely fined. I was advised the jobs providers has nothing to do with Centrelink, and work for the dole is arranged by the Department of education, - that’s what centerlink advised me multiple times. So it is the dep of education I wish to complain about. Given my recollections of the public primary school I attended; which consisted of mediocre, psychologically abusive teachers, with sub service curriculums - it’s no wonder they came up with such a tyrannical autocratic cockanninnie scheme. Btw at least 2 of the Jobs providers I have had to attend, wanted to take advantage of my sewing skills for their personal friends and family, and not pay me properly. They are a total female scam. It is not some complete strangers job, to tell somebody else what to do with their life. Everyone knows how much the government spends on welfare for unemployed, and it is very minimal compared to all other sectors - in fact every single other sector gets more money than unemployed people, unemployment in this country is low. So the reasons those Department of education women (little girls) have concocted slave labour is for themselves, it is not for money - it is out of sheer dictatorship - it’s foul. I can't believe I have to even put in a complaint. Wakey Wakey. Btw, 2 yrs later after this Jos Provider, a new one told me as I have my seed business, I do not have to jump through their hoops anymore. So this would have been the same rule with Bundaberg and Gunnedah Jobs providers, but they did not say anything, they wanted to continue to try to get me to jump through their nazi hoops. I hope all those people get cancer and die, then burn in hell. 19. Centrelink’s job providers playing teacher and Casandra Dunstan at Best Australia Centrelink’s Jobs Providers, antics Remember when you were kids and you used to play ‘teacher’ – someone, usually the eldest would sit their siblings down and say, right, I’m going to be the teacher now, and I’m going to teach you what to write down…. they would just mimic the teachers that they’ve seen at school!! And usually after a while one of the ‘students’ would say, hey this is not fair! I want to be the teacher! Then of course it all falls apart, and all go off and do something that’s actually fun. This is what those bloody jobs providers do, they play ‘teacher’ they are stupidly ridiculous. I can only assume it’s because of their negative teaching experience they had as a child, they intern have the subconscious feelings of, “now it’s my turn, my turn, my turn, I want to do it.” I’ve written about it before how hopeless (particularly public primary school) education is in Australia and this is just further proof of the negative results that occur due to the way kids are taught in primary school, in this kind of oppressive superiority way (I would go so far as to say ‘nazi’ way) This one, Carol Watson from Coact Jobs Gin Gin QLD is just as bad as the others – total liars “well Centrelink said we have to enforce” – liars. So far, they have all been guilty of playing ‘teacher’, this is the 2nd one I photographed, but now I get their full names and photos for the record (this makes a difference) – I definatly should have started doing that before, because some of them are total ‘fakers’ and btw, this is the third ‘Carol’ I have had, so maybe not a coincidence, it would not surprise me if they did not use real names, it has happened amongst women in my past, often they use their maiden name too, and not their current married name, in an attempt to avoid future repercussions of their bad behaviour. And I wanted to do a whole special other photo for the Jobs provider in Gunnedah Best Employment Services, but it was before I started wearing bodycam. I was contacted by Casandra Dunstan, (I have previously written about her, but it was deleted, so this is rewrite, after I think I had an encounter with her dysfunctional daughter. This particular person is the epitome of a stupid bulldog, bulldozing her way over people, the epitome of a Nazi bully bimbo bitch. If anyone deserves to be put down, it is this woman, she is a disgrace and would be an absolute horrendous mother, as I believe I have had an encounter with her daughter, I can’t say for certain if it was her but it looks like her – and what a bundle of incompetent, unequipped, and pointless waste of space she is. This person Casandra Dunstan was incahoots with that stupid little blonde girl that I have previously mentioned on numerous occasions, who steals from me. Once I went there – they force you, threatening to cut payments if you don’t (and they do stop payments). She had got literally, a retard girl in - a ‘mentally challenged’ girl from the Gunnedah community who did not have caring parents, and was herself a little bitch, and asked the retarded girl to follow me around and ‘ride me like a horse’ so to speak. Can you believe that? Am I surrounded by morons? Yes I am. Another time she put a camera on me when I was using their computers, as we can; she was doing it in a very strange way -it was at the time when I just discovered the effectiveness of cameras and I was starting to use them - like when I went to Bunnings. That blonde girl that steals from me was there then too – I must be hitting the nail on the head with cameras (I know I am – OMG thankyou thankyou). If only I had of worn one whilst attending Cassandras appointments. She most definitely needs to be named and shamed, and her picture needs to be posted up for stoning. This woman relished in fear mongering, she turned my payments off, on a regular basis for no reason, or made-up reasons, she didn’t allocate me any of the allotted money for unemployed, like for shoes and petrol - she gave it to her friends, I think she might have been friends with Debbie Croft. I was forced to do a significant amount of paperwork for absolutely no point, and she knew it, but she just relished in being a Nazi and wanting to ‘boss’ people about, even if there was no valid reason at all, like she couldn’t see the stupidity of it, and the stupidity of her behaviour - which was just so obvious to someone like me. I can plainly see her retarded mental thinking abilities. I know in the workplace I have heard stories of employees often having to put up with bosses who are completely stupid, but this woman really takes it to a whole new level and I don’t know how Centrelink could possibly employ someone like this - with such a little common sense. She also has 3 female bully friends who came and attacked me at Gordon Barry’s - talk about backwards hillbilly behaviour. I most certainly hope she will get cancer and die (this being, again the least of what I would like to happen to that particular stupid woman and her stupid minions) I would be surprised if this hasn’t happened already, the meek really do inherit the world. I complained to Centrelink and the Department of education – they did nothing. (after that, was when Cassandras 3 friends attacked me at the local farm shop) I was later advised by a little birdy, that she and that jobs provider was a ‘class’ issue, you can interpret that however you want. But clearly to me, this means she is scum. They also did signs to me before I went there – clearly saying ‘wrong one’. (I had no choice) why is Best Employment still in operation? Usually they close these scum ones down?? Centrelink’s job providers name and shame, most are missing, after I started photographing them, no more appoin Unfortunately, I did not get a photo of Casandra Dunstan because that’s the main one that needs to be shown here, along with Graham Kent and Courtney Lange. I did, however get a photo of these 2 jobs providers. The blonde looks like Heath Barwick‘s mother (not that I have ever seen Heath Barwick‘s mother (!), but she has the same mannerisms as Heath). I have mentioned that I have people from my past – bullies, that the dogs place in the jobs provider office, as “Fake jobs providers”, who just want to play Nazi. So, this could be the case with her - I’m not entirely sure. It’s happened before as I mentioned on this blog. They are CUNTS. The other woman, I definitely have not ever encountered her before, she is an Islander. There are no Islanders in New South Wales, they’re all in Queensland. {I have seen a few documentaries about this; around Australia there are quite a few islands, the Solomon Islands for instance, and their life on the island, is so good that women breed up like rabbits, and so then of course there’s no jobs for them, so they immigrate to Australia, or just obtain work permits and work here. There are a notable lot here, probably in comparison to my story where I describe if you’re from Gunnedah and your move down to Sydney you get ‘culture shock’ because of all the Asians. Well, in Queensland, it’s not the Asians, it’s the Islanders! Lol. Anyway, I did not take her photo because she’s an Islander. I took it because she is a Cunt who refused to do a phone appointment, and insisted I do a face-to-face appointment (oh the rules), and as a result I hurt my foot some more, and got sick due to a virus that was handed out deliberately by her cohort friends. (I do not discriminate). Since I have started putting up photos of those women that my play Nazi, I haven’t had any more appointments with any jobs providers. But this might have something to do with the last one who advised me that because I have my seed business, I no longer have to attend their appointments, and have “marked” it so with Centrelink. So, it would’ve been nice if all the other jobs providers for the last 10 years, had of also advised me of this, instead of just wanting to play Nazi with me. They are CUNTS. And they have caused considerable stress and annoyance. I WANT COMPENSATION (in the form of my own home). 20. Mothers paying for their sons mistakes in the form of Cancer. It is worth being a good mother. Read up about it, don’t just bumble along. This was one of my fake Jobs providers at Gin Gin , she says her name was Alice King from Gin Gin Employment Services, www.impact.org.au I am prompted to rewrite an update on this Photostory, because for a moment there, I couldn’t remember this woman’s name. I recall it was probably a fake name, but, so, I went to find our email communication transactions, and I discovered my whole job providers folder from Outlook, was gone. Vanished! (also, my Gumtree folder was deleted too). ALARM BELLS. Anyway, I did manage to find most of our email communications on the server, as well as emails from Graham Kent and Courtney Lang, from Joblink Plus in Gunnedah. The reason I think she gave me a fake name, was because every time I went there, she reminded me of Heath Barwick, like she had the same mannerisms as him, and I thought either Heath Barwick has been in to see her before me, and she’s picked up on his queues, {which often happens a lot I find}, or she knows him, most likely a mother? I’ve mentioned I get fake Job‘s providers before on my Blog, so she is probably just another. I’m not saying she couldn’t find me a job, if I specifically told her where I wanted to work, (it could happen!)! But I believe the whole Centrelink system is “wrought”, by women; friends giving money to friends. Plus, I think she was possibly in cahoots with my landlord, Cate Rogers (who I believe is my sister‘s friend Weinberg from NEGS - she’s a total dog) I think there’s quite a few older NEGS girls involved in this “wroughting”. Plus, they follow me around, wherever I go, it’s completely weird. {unless there are a whole series of copycat look a likes}. They steal from me and are afraid of me (and are cowards). But they specifically got that woman, because Heath Barwick as caused so many problems for me, HUGE PROBLEMS (little idiot bully). And she would be to blame, ultimately. All his arshole behaviour is a direct result of her bimbo mother skills. (I was advised she was a hippie from the 80’s on drugs – whether this is true, who knows. People are always accusing me of being on drugs, and NOT TRUE.) The Jobs Provider before at Gunnedah, Joblink plus, were so bad, I believe they made a movie based on it, although with great exaggeration for the point of emphasis, and a changed subject of maltreatment/abuse. Graham Kent and Courteny Lang. (hopefully). I have made numerous complaints to Centrelink re disgusting Jobs Providers; threatening emails, absurd double/triple booked appointments, payment cuts for no reason, general power tripping, slave labour concerns, abuse of power, (I am not sure if I have complained about the whole fake providers thing yet! But not being 100% sure, about that, I am hesitant). But, many complaints – Centrelink do nothing about complaints. Well certainly before COVID19, they did nothing. It is really important documenting everything, so you have a record for complaints. You need to complain about any grievances, otherwise those people will do it again, only more severe. 2 1 . Centrelink Nazis (This contains strong emotional language; if you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen) This is a repeat of the Centrelink Nazi story on my Blog, P2 , but Centrelink have caused so much unforgivable anger from their disrespect, that I am putting it in again. I can’t begin to explain the monumental problems I’ve had when going to Centrelink. The girls that work there are the most revolting creatures I’ve ever encountered, worse than the electric companies and worse than the female staff at Melbourne hospital, so pretty bad. I’m sure I have enough dirt on Centrelink that I could close the whole thing down! I mean that bad. From stalking me, following me home, to excessive wait times (5hrs once, all day). One time I received a letter from Centrelink which was so revolting in his bullish, condescending and powertripping gestapo nazi way, that I was determined to go there the next day and demand to know who wrote it. It was on my desk ready, only when I went get it - it was gone. Someone had actually broken into my house and taken this incriminating evidence that was sent to me (the girl later at Centrelink told me it was an automated letter– as if. Lying cunts). If somebody went and got a bomb, then dropped one on ALL of the Centrelink offices across Australia; I shall be laughing and singing; hooray hooray the witch is dead. The people that work at Centrelink need to be shot. They have no idea how to behave socially how to be respectful and how to do their job. Now, I always have my camera recording, this has made a HUGE difference, my life is somewhat bearable now. Infact one of the biggest area where body cams, and taking photos of people, naming and shaming them online, has been the most helpful and effective, has been dealing with Centrelink. Centrelink are such dodgy lying power tripping female cunts. It is beyond comprehension how they can live with themselves. They must be feeling soo guilty by now. But getting their photo and their names and preferably recording all interactions, is really an absolute necessity - they are absolute cunts and honestly, they need to be held accountable, because they have gotten away with basically murder. Also, that day when I was at Parramatta, my passport was stolen, and at around that same time, my birth certificate was stolen out of my flat. So that was 1994, first items that were stolen. (Reported to police, they can’t do anything). I suspect those thefts were related to the types of people I was forcefully encounted with, at Parramatta Centrelink, due to having to wait there for 5 hours. Back then (1995) Centrelink offices were packed, for some reason the staff liked to keep all the unemployed together waiting in lines – total time wasters, infact that seemed to be their main aim, to waste low incomes people’s time. CONDASCENDING CUNTS {I am not excluding the staff from the passport/birth certificate theft, infact more likely to be them. DOG NETWORK who wrought the system}. One time I went there, parked in their carpark out front, (Gunnedah one) while I was in there, someone tampered with my car, so when I returned, it did not start, and those nasty bitches at the counter, refused to allow me to use their phone to call the mechanic or a lift. FUCK I HATE THEM; they seriously need to be shot, especially the ones from Gunnedah in the early 2000’s, {but I have had Australia wide problems at different Centrelink locations since the 90’s. They are all cunts. The people who stalk me constantly are related to Centrelink offices, somehow. Actually, that office moved from its original building OPPOSITE THE POLICE STATION, to this other strange place with a small 3 car park in front of it. I think that is the reason why they moved! so they could fuck up anyone who has a car?? (they did not want the police to see them tampering with my car). I mean, those people at that Centrelink, could be possibly the reason that today, years later, some little stupid bitch, puts water in my fuel tank when I park at IGA. Unbelievable stupidity on behalf of the little people who work for Centrelink. Non thinking government workers. I'm entitled to WHAT I'm entitled to - deal with it you stupid little 3rd born retards. I have very clear memories of the staff at that Gunnedah Centrelink, and it is without question that those staff were pure evil and definitely responsible for the tyrannical Nazi harassment, they should be locked up with the key thrown away. But this was one of those situations, I believe that was addressed after a complaint to local MP, as they moved office again, and got new staff. But I assume that the evilness was not addressed (no incarceration with the key thrown away) which is why I still have problems from them? Seriously, you have to take action with these people, you can't just turn a blind eye. And I want to quickly mention here the total scam Work for The Dole- this is slave labour, there are no ifs and buts about it. If you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional, DELUSIONAL, D-E-L-U-S-I-O-N-A-L. It is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs – that was their sole intention, to get me sick. There was someone stalking me when I lived at Tulcumbah, she was the main one who wanted me to get sick. I do not know who that blonde bimbo was, but I suspect she worked for a politician?? And was the same one who refused my aus study when I was 18. (Those women at Centrelink ought to be extinguished, seriously, total nazis). At the same nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever I think it was that, it may have also been Epstein virus at same time? Or Pneumonia? Or all 3 -because of the ongoing side-effects from this virus, many years later, I was advised by some smarty-pants, that it's pneumonia. (Some non thinking workers let their kids roam-free there, so playground virus’s too). Why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – Btw, the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Dementia or Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus (although pesticides are proving to be a big contender in that blame game). Looking back at this instant, and a few others when I have been sick, I can see the correlation between being treated disrespectfully, and getting sick. One seems to go hand-in-hand with the other. I wrote a whole story about it, somewhere on this blog. BTW, I have just discovered that if you’re on unemployment benefits and that if you have a baby- they will put you on a pension for 7 years, this is an automatic thing, which means that you won’t have to do any reporting. This is why there are so many bastards and stupid bitches that steal from me, because what woman wouldn’t want to put an end to the bullying stalking and harassment that goes on at Centrelink? - and they can do it just by having a baby. So aside from primary school teachers it is Centrelink who perpetuates evil in this world. The Australian Government did not pay my Aus study when I was 18 and entitled, yes, entitled, that’s what we do in this country, to encourage thinkers, because they had heard (there’s that Dog Network again), that I had gone to private school, so assumed that I must be rich, and not entitled to aus study - PATHETIC, how naïve are those stupid bimbo girls that work there. 3/4 of the parents that send their kids to private school, are battlers - the main reason they are sending their kids there is ‘education’ Education is a priority - they pinch and string together their weekly budget so they can send their kids to good schools (everyone’s heard the tales of what goes on in the classrooms of public schools). But those parents are from the same community, work in the same sectors, as those who have kids in public schools, the only difference is ‘education’ is the priority. Obviously, there are some very wealthy kids aswell (this is a democratic country after all, well, meant to be). Anyway when someone is of age – 18, they are entitled to Aus study, regardless of what their parents income is. So I hate to say it, but this is discrimination; prejudice and bias against those, who people think have money -and not necessarily do. A case of rumour has it. Stupid female Centrelink staff. Because, my parents DID NOT have a huge income anyway, Dad worked for the dep of Ag, and mum did not work – I would have been eligible to receive Austudy, but the stupid dog at the counter even refused (she was such a bitch) to give me a form to fill out and apply. So centerlink records show NO REJECTION. Now, at that time, I told my flatmate that Centrelink refused to give it to me, and she would have told her friend (the call girl/David Jones make up girl, plus those 3 guys who hung around – so I believe, all those people suddenly thought I was super rich, as I could not get Austudy, and were involved in the burglary we had at that time, and possibly all the thefts from me – SUCH FUCKING STUPIDIDTY, FROM NOT ONLY CENTELRINK BUT my supposed friends – not that I classify those people as my friends (they are obvious scum thieves), but they were in my life back when I was 19, for a brief 6mnths or so. These thefts have ruined my life. I cannot do anything because of it – such irony, it is Centrelink who has prevented me from working. SURROUNDED BY MORONS. They need to be sued over this - but do you think any Australian lawyer will step forward - as if; those hopeless whipped cowards. And by the way, and this next part was deleted, I have had to rewrite it here again; my friend at Tafe, in the 2-year Associate Diploma fashion course, was from Hong Kong, her parents owned a prominent jewellery business in Hong Kong city. Her father and brother lived there still and worked it. Her mother and she had moved to Australia for the point of study, and were living in their own home in Ryde. She received Oz study. And I was not allowed Austudy, even though her family were quite wealthy, certainly wealthier than mine. Obviously that same stupid Centrelink staff who said no to me, saw my friend was Chinese and said ‘yes, you must be poor’ – you can get it. Stupid. The Australian government and Centrelink are an abomination. Burn in hell female bimbo Centrelink dogs. {The problems I mentioned here, don't any anywhere near cover the amount of other problems that I haven't even written about. I can assure you, my accusations are justified.} You can see from the very beginning of my adult life, nothing ever just worked out. And if you read all my blog, you will clearly see it gets much worse. I really hope by ranting and raving about this, it’s made a difference and that some girl who’s just like me with working class parents, who turns up Centrelink at 18, doesn’t get refused, so from the very beginning, she can have a good start to her adult working life. (I have heard, it has, there have been changes, whether thast is true?) Btw – they are still paying for their mistake. Side bar, this assumption of wealth, is also related to people getting overcharged electricity each quarter, same thing, with people (bimbo women) assuming a certain family is wealthy, and so overcharging them. Basically, it is 2 factors that are the bane of my life, and its Centrelink, and the thieves, which for all I know could be the same people. You know Centrelink - you really should not be having this much impact on my life - it is not YOUR LIFE. I would like to add as another little side bar here, because it’s not just girls from Centrelink, some of my friends assumed that my father must’ve been paying for me when I was living in Sydney, and the only thing my father paid for, was when I was studying for 2yrs, was my rent and a $20 per week allowance for food and Course supplies, (plus a new bed, a Futon, which I still have, and love.) Like I mentioned, I wasn’t able to get the badly needed Austudy. (I starved those 2 yrs). After I finished the 2yr Diploma course, I was on my own, no more rent money from dad, I stayed with my aunt for a couple of months, then lucky I got a job and found a unit – with my aunts help. I am guessing she did not want a hungry starved 20yr old hanging around! Although for my birthday that year, in October for my 21st, I requested Dad purchase me an aquarium for my unit at Pendle Hill, which he did! (Probably should’ve asked him for a washing machine, but you know, young girls….) And a couple of years later I asked him if he would go guarantor for my car loan through Nissan finance, which he agreed to, so he didn’t have to pay for anything, but he just had to state for the record if I was unable to make payments he would cover the loan - but of course he did not have to do that, I am a responsible person and always pay my own debts. (Although Nissan finance and CBA totally screwed me with interest rate). Ended up paying $26000 for a $13000 car. Some people have since compared my situation to the phrase “teaching someone to swim by throwing them in the deep end”. Then 30yrs later after both my parents had died, I inherited money from the sale of Dads house in Gunnedah, minus a few depts and fees, then divided by 4 (4 kids). I then just sat back and watched everyone steal it from me anyway, - you know there’s nothing I can do when people are overcharging me. And later if I needed to sell something, buyers would only pay like $2 for a $1000 object. Where were all these 2nd hand items when I needed to make purchases? – I frequently had to buy a brand-new. (Except at the Gunnedah Tip Shop – thankyou thankyou) but really, life is a series of years of being totally screwed. Fuck you all. You know that expression “save the women and children” – well, not me, they are the worst! Maybe it’s just been my life where nothing ever works out, I’m not sure. It worked out for my parents, except they both died young (I personally believe they died young because they liked to think of everyone in society as “good”, they refused to believe about evil wicked ways of people – they just wanted to be ‘positive’ all the time). This is ultimately NOT HEALTHY. I’m writing about it in the hopes to make people aware of the problems vulnerable people go through. BTW, I want to mention, the fact I went away to school, also stopped me from getting a job in the local community, at the Coop, they gave preference to candidates from the local High School - that business went broke a few years later. Private / Public, it’s a definite ‘thing’. As far as I was concerned, I went to school, and I was punished for going to school. I just thought of something that worked out - when I moved to Rangari, that first year I planted dozens of trees / shrubs / fruit trees/veges, and that year and the following year, we had massive floods all throughout Australia and basically, I didn’t have to water any of my plants for that couple of years, which was absolutely brilliant, and a total godsend - it was like I was meant to be there, and I was finally on track in life. Unfortunately, 10 yrs later, once again in my life, an interfering bully ruins my life - the property sold, and straight away I was asked to leave. Life snatched away. Money snatched away. Good health and food snatched away. My hometown snatched away. I was ‘Cast out’ of my life. This country is run by bullies and is just full of bullies. I’ve done a lot of complaining about certain situations to Centrelink, occasionally I feel my complaints are addressed, but not if I complain to centerlink – they just ignore me. But my complaints to my local mp, gets addressed: they did change the reporting format -instead of going to Centrelink now, jobseekers are made to go to jobs providers, but still the whole process is a power tripping exercise for employees of Centrelink, it is run by women who know how to wrought the system, on one occasion I had my $800 bonus stolen from them. {Incidentally since everybody else in Australia received that bonus of $800, including dad - dad purchased a $800 new LED big screen TV with it. And it wasn’t shortly after that, when he died, and I inherited his big $800 TV. I thought how ironic, the government trying to screw me out of the $800, and ended up with it anyway! But, it was a few years later, when I was relocating, yet again, and the TV was out on the Veranda for a couple of weeks, until I found a good spot for it, and in that couple of weeks somebody vandalised and broke it. I suspect it has something to do with jealousy, because it was a huge TV, and here I was, very poor, yet I had this big TV, it incensed somebody enough to literally break it.} Someone later told me, it was not Centrelink who stole the $800, but the bank, CBA; just did not put it in my account, and that’s why Bonus’s now, are given in the form of electricity rebates. Hoorays for labour. It is my experience that unemployed people are not the threat to this country by any means, it is the well-connected, well-paid bully staff there that have no respect for any of the people on welfare and treat them in most cases worse than criminals, it is them that are a threat to the democracy of this country, it is them who enforce oppression, which, by the way, is still huge today- it’s not just something that happened in the last century. Why they employ ‘dog personalities’ is beyond my comprehension -a dog will chase its pray until it is dead, they are not people that are fit to work anywhere, let alone at Centrelink where there are many vulnerable people. Also, Centrelink and government staff would have NO IDEA about the kind of issues I personally have to deal with – they are clueless of reality. CLUELESS. One thing I’ve noticed that Centrelink staff (or jobs providers) do, and actually this is not restricted to Centrelink department; I find a lot of government departments do this, but well I will stick to my personal experience with Centrelink here; in the past I have had to do various activities or workshops or meetings, something for Centrelink, always with the nazi threat “if you do not attend your payments will be cut”. (And they have cut it numerous times, without reason, I have had to FIGHT them, to get want I am entitled to. CUNTS). So, with those situations that I have to attend, or spend time doing, I never get paid - Major strong feelings of their wasting vast amounts of my time, getting me to run through RIDICULOUS HOOPS. But what mainly annoys me, and is the motivation of these people, all of them involved are getting paid a big salary. Yet I don’t get paid at all - like these dogs are using me for money, and I have no choice in the matter. It’s like they want unemployed victims, so they can be used to make money, and power trip over, it’s really a very sick cat and mouse game they play. They are sickoes who have mental health problems. BTW, treating unemployed people with such disrespect, is not confined to Centrelink staff. I find the whole of general community of Australia treat unemployed people with such contempt and such hatred, as if the unemployed were serial axe murderers with a deadly contagious skin disease that they might catch if they show any respect towards them. The cluelessness and such willingness to jump on a hateful bandwagon is done with such a clear intention, it’s like they enjoy hating so much, and the desire to have a common enemy is so overwhelming for them, that they totally ignore common sense, it is shameful, I am embarrassed for them. I believe this attitude is mostly perpetuated because there are so many multiple child families in this country, and it's a 3rd born, 4th born etc thing. 3rd borns, especially female ones who have difficulties applying commonsense, always think that somebody else has it better than and they are missing out. So for them, they feel if they didn't have to work, their life would be better, so then seeing an unemployed person, its automatic envy - they're completely stupid, and everyone should start NOT having more than 2 kids. Honestly, it couldn't be any more clearer in my mind, that any more than 2 is absurd. Btw, on the pie chart, the amount of money the gov spends on unemployment is a teeny tiny fraction compared to ALL other sectors. ALL! And I think that mentality reaches out to all working Australians too, as I've noticed this thing in life, as an old adult now, when I encounter new people, the main aim of each person that I meet, is for them to tell me how hard they work, and that they hardly ever get any breaks, and they hardly make enough money, plus all the costs have gone up!! Pretty much every person and in fact, tells me this. It is their main aim to tell me, and make sure it is clear, that they work harder than anyone else. I think it is some sort of competition? To skyte about who works the hardest! {But I'm fairly certain, I mean, just a sneaking suspicion, in a lot of cases, it's not entirely accurate}, in fact in some cases, it's far from accurate I’m sure. But they fear being victimised like an unemployed person. Fear is their motivation. I have no fear. J You know in Papua New Guinea, that government pays whole communities to do nothing but breed. One man, I saw; 2 wives, 8 kids and no job! One woman; 25 grandchildren, no jobs in the remote area at all!! They don’t have to answer to any stupid power tripping Centrelink cunt. “Attend your appointment! Work for no money!” As if – it’s their culture!! {Maybe the Papua New Guinea government should explain to them about condoms. Maybe there should be free condoms sent out to all communities. Such financial costs, due to not wanting to talk about sex and condoms!!} J Well, the Australian people ought to be grateful I don’t have any kids! I noticed there are certain individuals who work in Centrelink that do not want people on unemployment benefits to work part time, one day or two days a week. Because that money is allowed by Centrelink rules, there’s a certain amount of money you can earn before your deductions get cut off or reduced. And so, there’s people who work at Centrelink, who don’t want people working to receive any extra income. (Defying their own rules). Those particular staff members want unemployed people to be working without pay only. Their attitude is disgusting and some of them go to great lengths to get recipients fired, or they sabotage them in some way, so that they don’t receive any additional income other than the Centrelink benefit. I’ve had female staff members from Centrelink follow me across town, and stalk me online -they are disgusting, not to mention stupid. They want people on unemployment benefit (which btw is $327 less than the Pension/ Disability Pension per fortnight, to only receive THAT amount, and no more) I believe these bimbos who follow me around and have sabotaged my eBay account so I cannot work my part time business there? They are absolutely tyrannical. My uncle thinks it is lack of money that motivates the fury in my blog, I really never thought about it, I shall think about it now; and actually, not having money is NOT the issue for the motivation of this blog. I left the workplace due to bullying, and it was my decision that I would be better off being poor, then to have to put up with the revolting female dogs. It was an obvious choice, it was definitely not difficult to make, it was an obvious right choice. No other path to tread. Back then, I don’t even think it was learning the ‘understanding of how the world works,’ and seeing how pretty much unfair and injust it is, even contributed to my decision. It was purely about the bullying. So now, it is the stealing of petty items with little monetary value, and the torment via harassment/stalking, that I receive out in public, the sign people, that is the root cause of the fury in this blog. (Musicians – fuck them). But, since I have been on low income for many years now, I realise it probably is something I SHOULD BE complaining about! If I look up the pension and pension disability rates - it’s extremely difficult living on $327 less than the typical pension. I mean how many times do you hear pensioners complaining about how little money they have? (a lot). Compared to my income, a pensioner is rich! Plus, I know 2 women slightly older than me by a couple of years or so, who both receive disability pension, and they have nothing wrong with them. Considering how much they use me and my moral compass – it is blatant theft! I guess I just don’t have a complainers DNA, and I guess it goes along the same lines as a fighter - a fighter would be complaining a lot about the lack of money I have to survive on. So, I’ll just put it quietly here now. I’m complaining. {This lack of complainers DNA, has totally changed since I was forced to relocate 8 times in 7 years, and have lost of my horticultural items that I purchased with dads house sale}. Theres nothing stopping me, I complain; but they try to stop me. Emily Ban-man. Would having more money put an end to the theft? Would having more money in the past enabled no thefts at all? and no harassment at all? can’t say for certain but I pretty much doubt it - because I don’t feel the theft is about the monetary value, it’s about tormenting me. The same way a stupid little third born would torment it’s older sibling. The people who steal from me, must be third borns, that haven’t grown up. (Stop breeding you stupid selfish mothers.) When are women going to stop having more than two kids?? Maybe a change of address would have helped, but I know the thieves who steal from me travel, it is easy for them, they are rich, they continue to steal from me up her in QLD, just as easy as on the remote farm at Rangari. Perhaps more money for security would help, more Wi-Fi cameras, security guards….talk about a bother. But, no, not the main fury, I think perhaps, the main fury is the thefts, harassment, and general disrespect, and being made to feel like a victim. About the disrespect issue, as I know that there are people who are disrespectful if they just see someone as unemployed, thinking them as hopeless lazy losers, but I can assure you I’ve done monumental good things for this country, that most people will never know. I mentioned before don’t judge a book by its cover, I’ll say it again, don’t judge a book by its cover. When those people die, they will be able to look back on their life, and see, what fucking idiots they were. (hopefully!) I want to quickly mention the Jobs providers, in my case at least, on one occasion, they put in people from my past, not real acquaintances, but bullies from my past in one way or another. (Fakers, not helpful people who will be able to find jobs for others. Unkind people). Also, it is pensioners that take up the largest piece of that pie when it comes to tax payers money. Plus, there are many government departments who have workers receiving salaries, and they do absolutely ‘muckall’, all day long. I’ve had some people tell me that their whole entire department has been bogus, they all just turn up, then take-home pay-packets for doing nothing. And because those people have families/kids, and are in need of an income coming in, no one really does anything about it. Apparently, it has been going on since the 50’s. So, if anyone should complain about someone who is unemployed and receiving the very lowest of low incomes, just remember all those people on salaries that do muck all, all day long, and take home upwards of $80,000/yr. I just saw a story on ABC news; Jeff Hunt suspended with pay for 2 years while he was investigated for recruitment misconduct, at a Sydney College. He was found guilty and resigned. So, he was paid for 2 years on a higher education salary, for doing nothing, paid for 2 years for doing nothing. Nothing! Excuse me government, but I would like to be paid a high salary for doing nothing too, fairs fair. I think a quick mention here, for unseen work that I do. I do visibly sell my seeds/designs and plod along with the work I do, it just does not pay enough – someone has to do it, and I have been elected. But there are people who work for the government who use me and my knowledge, my observations, and my skills. I can see my contributions reaching far across Australia, and nobody at the government pays me for those attributes. The greedy blonde dogs – steal everything. I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the doll’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), so, infact I was extremely healthy, I’ve never been sick, I don’t get sick, I’m not a sickly person - both my parents were never sick throughout the whole lives (except as I’ve mentioned, mum had gallstones). So the fact that I was really healthy AND low income, really pissed her off. I mean unhealthily so, like a psycho. So Centrelink jobs provider got paperwork and said if I did not sign this, my payment would be cut (the form stated if I got sick, I would not sue Centrelink) – total nazis (burn in hell), the girl who gave me that paperwork was not a short blonde girl, she was some girl I’ve never seen before with big hair (just like that Chyro in that Seinfeld episode! – the old fashioned haircut!)- she was another female who is part of the dog network who try to sabotage me, she is guilty, just like that other short blonde, there’s quite a few of them that that work in cahoots to arrange this, so I would get sick and my life would be cut short, it was a calculated plan to save pensions. Most people are not aware that such goings on occur – most people are completely naïve. Those girls are truly evil. I have to kind of spend a few paragraphs explaining this whole sickness thing, but if you just keep ‘deliberate’ sickness in your mind, and then see all the other things that I’ve mentioned about swapping high class items over for low class - it’s a very clear pattern that is forming, clearly showing deliberate persecution and sabotage in Australia. It is most definitely driven by stupid little girls. It is not just the way life has worked out. I have a update on the Centrelink nazis; They have advised me yesterday that I can get a medical certificate which means that I don’t have to run through hoops for a jobs providers, meaning I don’t have to do their appointments and whatever else they want. So, they have done this, so that they don’t have to give me Disability Payment which is $330 more than my current income, so even though they have acknowledged my medical conditions (albeit asking me and my Dr to fill out incorrect form first (see – and pay an additional $150 at podiatrists – see their tactics, that’s what they do HOOPS whenever they can)) if you receive that medical certificate for 3 yrs, then, according to their own rules I would be entitled to disability. But they have come up with this loop hole, or changed rules, to get out of paying me that additional $330 more. So, I cannot work, and still unable to pay medical treatments. This is just another area in my life where I’m being victimised, and another area that I’m going to be pissed off about. They are true thieving cunts and I hope they burn in hell; my jobs provider is also to blame, who it was prob her that manipulated that Dr into lying about a fake breast tumour? And out of nowhere, a jobs provider called me, male, for once, and started harassing me for no reason, and cut my pay for no reason. But then on telly, they kept putting images of these two people, a couple that I encountered briefly when I was 17, from Sydney, showing them holidaying all over the world, and I don't know if it's them or someone that just looks like them; but the guy who called me and verbally harassed me on the phone, well it sounded like that guy? Their names were Christina, and, actually, I don't even know her boyfriend’s name - they could be married by now, Christina's surname was Alan. I don't know what they have to do with the price of eggs in China; but clearly more people who need to be told to fuck off? FUCK OFF. More hoops to get money switched back on. And then switched off again, to reset the “3 years”, that they ignore anyway. I just realised I’ve written all of this, and have not mentioned the phone calls; Monumental problems extend to phone calls; if I have ever needed to phone Centrelink over the years, OMG, pure vileness in their disgusting rude Nazi behaviour. Nor have I mentioned the “ungratefulness” of thieving government workers of intellectual property rights. Basically, a total abuse of power seems to be the common thing in Australia amongst not only government workers but the private sector too (little Nazis. WE AREA DEMOCRATIC COUNTRY) Some governments create armies to defend its country, the Australian government create dog armies to fight against its own people – cockaninnies. 22. These posts work Originally I had a photo showing a screen shot of a text message I received from Centerlink, stating I had 2 days to address a problem, or they would cut my payments. CUT CUT CUT See, now, they give me 2 days, whereas before they would just cut it, without finding out the issue – which IS ALWAYS THEIR ISSUE anyway. Except in Casandra Dunstan case, she would just cut my money for no reason, other than the fact she is a stupid tryannical dog bitch WHO JUST WANTED TO CREATE STRESS FOR ME. Ofcourse, this text could be a nazi text from Telstra. There’s no knowing as to whom actually sent it. Get off my back you STUPID LITTLE dogs. 23. Dysfunctional Doctors and Centrelink staff This next paragraph was deleted off my blog so I have separated this paragraph and done a whole new photo story for it. I just found out, as I’ve had chronic pain for 6 years now from this infliction, and I am unable to walk properly or do exercise, I am entitled to disability payment, that’s what it says on the disability Centrelink website. And disability payment is $300/fortnight more than my income now. So, it will be well worth my effort to apply for disability. So, I did, but because of the ways that it was diagnosed; A chiropractor diagnosed it, Dr Mohammed - just at the end of a back session, I just said to him would you please take a look at my foot, it’s so sore. He took one look at it and said straightaway, you have got collapsed arch. So finally!! I had some sort of answer, I looked it up, read about it, I looked at my foot properly, and indeed, I could see indeed the arch had fully collapsed, it was all floppy. So, Centrelink refused my disability, because it hadn’t been diagnosed ‘properly’. Apparently, a chiropractor who diagnoses it, isn’t good enough, they don’t believe him, although that chiropractor Dr Mohammed from Bundaberg / Gin Gin, did refuse to put it in writing! So, then I had to go to all the problems of obtaining all my medical records back to 2018 when I went to the doctor about it initially. Which did not help anyway. Plus, I obtained a letter from Cody Amos who I knew could see the planta fasciitis, as proof for Centrelink, but in the letter, he mentions I had first presented to him with a back problem. And I most definatly had not, I only went to him as part of my care plan for planta fasciitis, I never once mentioned to him my back, he never once treated it.so this indicates to me, he’s a big fat liar. They charged me too, when they should not have. Thieves. Dogs there, blonde dogs. So, it was Dr Abass who gave me a care plan for the plantar fasciitis (even though he never even once had looked at my foot), but he insisted I get an ultrasound and an Xray – EVEN THOUGH YOU CAN’T ACTUALLY SEE A COLLAPSED ARCH on either! STUPID. It’s so happened as a part of my care plan, I went and saw a podiatrist, Paul Wang because due to all the limping I had to do on my bad foot, my other foot had some pain, pins and needles, and he diagnose that as “toe impingement”, from walking with a limp due to planta fasciitis on my left foot – he could see the fasciitis easy. But for some reason Paul Wang won’t put that in writing for me either, apparently, he has left the clinic. Although his name is still listed at the podiatrist place in Bundaberg and because I later went to that place “advance foot care” (as Centrelink requested at a cost of $150) and saw a different podiatrist, a young woman Taylor Tatarelli, who couldn’t see the planta fasciitis at all, and said the reason I was experiencing pain was because I was walking funny! And she wanted me to pay $600 for an orthopaedic! STUPID! Plus, Paul Wang didn’t charge me at all, as per the Plan, and I shouldn’t have been charged by Taylor, but she charged $100, and I got $50 back from Medicare, so not only are they stealing from me, but possible wrong fully diagnosing my foot! Also, I suspect Paul Wang actually does still work there, but he didn’t want to see me because he knows that I have Collapsed Arch, and they didn’t want to put it in writing (all the dogs were there). Later that day I went to the Dr, Dr Enzo from the Moore Park Beach clinic - he could see that my left leg was in dire straits, from walking that day when I was forced to go to the podiatrist again, but instead of letting Centrelink know that I plainly cannot walk on my foot, or my leg swells up and is EXTREMELY painful, he did nothing – he is a young idiot. The woman at the pathology lab says he works incahoots with Dr Abass – so both of them are fucking sadists arsholes. (Dr Abass, when I went to him for proof that I had a Collapsed Arch, he said he couldn’t give it to me.) Yet another clueless GP. I will keep persisting with an appeal. Still denied – Centrelink CUNTS, July 2022 – still cannot walk for longer than 10 minutes and have foot pain. So cannot work and have not enough money to live on. So, I want to further add to that appointment, because that swelling in my left leg and pain particularly around my knee lasted for a couple of days, but what I noticed that the pain extended right up my left side and into my left boob. So, the podiatrist who, just before was poking, prodding, and rubbing the ball of my foot, for what seems like at least 20 minutes in painful manner, also had me traipsing around on her walking electronic measuring pad - she did something to my foot which set something off on my left side. I TOLD YOU I CAN’T WALK ON MY FOOT. Or this is what happens. Dr Enzo had no idea what was wrong with it - NONE So, several months later, I’m still getting pain in my left boob plus it’s red. Maybe the podiatrist set off a pre-existing injury, as I was kicked in that boob several years ago which caused a big huge inflammation of the cysts, (which were removed), and that boob to, was also squashed brutally by a bitchy bimbo female lab technician at the Melbourne hospital during a scan. So possibly those two past injuries maybe the root of this new aggravation, or it could be something else like mould in my new unit? I am not sure; I’m going to have to make another doctor’s appointment to try and determine what the problem is. So, both that MPB Dr and the podiatrist, had no idea what either was doing. (Yet Centrelink you are relying on their confirmation? Stupid) I did go to another Dr in my new location, I could not get in to see the local Dr, as there were bimbo receptionists there. The first app with Dr Armstrong went well, but then I could see the dogs had gotten to her, and she totally fucked up, I write about that on my first Life Stories Dr experiences. But I deduce it is the mould setting off my lymph nodes – possible a bacteria I picked up in my inflatable spa last year as I had my arms over the top, where the lid was, so that yucky environment, where there was no actual water that had the acid added to treat it. Maybe I will mention it to a new Dr if I decide to go again, but really – they are so bloody hopeless. So back to after I just visited Dr Enzo with my swollen knee (by now I feel everyone is trying to rip me off or steal from me or do ‘badly’ by me in one form or another): As I have fluid and swelling in my whole left leg now, that extends into my left breast, and lymph nodes. And so, I went to Friendlies Hospital in Bundaberg in January, Sarah the lymphoedema physio, and omg TOTAL FAKER. I know for a fact, that she has no idea where the lymph nodes are located around the ankle and calf, in fact she pretty much ‘stroked’ the opposite of where they are located. She is a fake doctor. If this does not demonstrate her incompetence, then it demonstrates her total lack of respect for me, and desire to do the opposite of what she should be doing. She also tried to talk me into spending $80 on a stocking, and said she would bulk bill me, but then DID not, charging my cc $80 she is a thief aswell. So, if you read my Telstra Antics re lymph problems, there is a whole other problem going on here to. It turns out I have had a lymph problem since my early 30’s. So, back to Disability payment. I know 2 women my age, who are on it, and have no disability at all, 1 has a 14yr old son, and who incidentally, has never worked a day in her life, unlike me, which is why I have these problems in the first place - from being overworked. And the other also works at a service station part time – she is rich! So, it is not what is wrong with you, but who you know, determines whether or not you get the money. The only people who think they know me are people who are jealous of me, as you can see if you read my blog. Side bar, my car has a big dent in the back from reversing into an Ironbark – birdies suggest I never get it fixed, so people can see I have no money to fix it, and not assume I am rich and thus steal from me. I think it’s working. And, also, I burnt my throat badly with hydrochloric acid a while back, since then, I have a compromised immune, and get sick at the drop of a hat, like if I sit in a room with an aircon, or come into contact with anyone who is sick, I will get sick. I also have arthritis in both knees but fluid on the right. And I have constant aching joints. No doctor will acknowledge these things, except Dr Armstrong in the first visit. I find it really strange when I’m dealing with Centrelink, and have to fill out their forms, they asked me 50 million questions about money, and the money I have, the assets I have, and anything that I’ve sold below to depreciation value. Do they expect me to list all the second-hand items I’ve sold on gumtree? I mean do you think I would be talking to Centrelink if I had any money? Are they completely stupid? I can tell you, they are, plus completely greedy, wanting welfare recipients to pay them - fucked. Also, the first time I put in a claim, the website wasn’t working properly, so I had to phone them (done deliberate I suspect). I spoke to this man who had quite a distinctive voice, it was kind of like he was obviously gay, and in the meantime I’m pretty sure I thought there was a man who served me at Mitre 10 who spoke exactly in the same manner, I suspect it was him. He wanted me to go back to the shop repeatedly, because he kept on giving me the wrong product, so I would have to go back to the shop 3 times, and he knows that I have a sore foot - he is a sadistic arshole. And Centrelink are disgusting for allowing their call centre staff to stalk people, let alone ones who aren’t even receiving disability payments. I wear a body camera at all times but this particular guy had a mask on, and he was kind of off screen, so I didn’t get a good shot of him, I suspect this was deliberate, he doesn’t want to be caught and put up on social media, which by the way, if I catch anyone else doing it, that’s exactly what I’ll be doing - disgusting behaviour. That guy btw is really stupid. I put in a complaint about this to Centrelink at 1042am sat 23rd July, but apparently it was “too late”, I am not sure why it would be too late, the complaint is just as valid now as it was before when it was not too late – whenever that was? So, I am putting my complaint on this photo story. Centrelink never actually address any complaints anyway. Only politicians can make positive changes. 24. Stupid little blonde bimbo brainwashing people so I would have to move Brainwashing people like Steve Carter and heaps of others. I touched on this subject in “The Big Jelly Baby Scam” story, but I didn’t list specific things. And as I still remember all of the little bimbo antics to get me out of my home at Rangari, I figure I should write them down. So, this week, this is what I have recalled, and I shall be updating this no doubt, because it was a plot done over a few years. A list of ways and means she did it; Telling everyone that plants I planted, all died and I was a hopeless gardener. Implying I was still asleep at 830am as I was a drunk – when infact she had played recorded noises all night keeping me awake, so I would be sleepy at 830 the following morning when she knew company as expected. Telling everyone I was really old, as in retirement age, thus should move to QLD to retire. Someone suggested that the little bimbo was actually Heath Barwick, as he didn’t want me living next door to him anymore, because he can hear me. They also said it was Steve Carter, as he said he could aerial spray my fruit trees for fruit fly - and he wanted to steal all my fruit in my orchid for the next potential farm hand, an enticement so to speak. This no doubt has an element of truth about it, but I know for a fact that there is a little female blonde bimbo trying to sabotage me. It was also suggested that it was David and Brenda, as when they sold the farm, they wanted me to leave, because they had a secret desire to kick me out, where as before, when they were my landlords, they didn’t want to kick me out because they wanted the rent money, and they wanted me as a tenant because they knew I was a good tenant, and most tenants are crap. And they were secretly jealous of my garden - I know they were jealous, because David specifically told me he was jealous. He wanted a big fruit and veggie patch and good native area too! So this was Brenda’s passive aggressive plan, to insinuate to the new buyer, Steve Carter, why I should be kicked out. There maybe an element of truth to this as well, but again, I know about the blonde bimbo who tries to sabotage me. Someone else told me it was an arrogant powertrip plan by some Dr, as they could see how badly the cold affected my health, that with my foot injury, although moving made my foot a whole heap worse. Why don’t you just kill me. Here is a good as spot as any to mention again (another didi missing), I know that many people die before retirement age in their 50s or 60s, so they miss out on retirement. It is not ever talked about, and that persons whole work life has been in vain. 25. Design and Print and Sell your Design companies – REVIEW After working in the fashion industry in Sydney Australia, for 10 years and being an innovative sewer, I found the limited fabric choice a little frustrating. Occasionally I found a nice fabric at Lincraft, the quality there at least, is better than spotlight - spotlight is cheap and they have cheap quality fabrics. Even the fabric shops in the fashion sector down at Surrey Hills, have limited fabrics available, and they really only like you if you’re a big customer ordering whole rolls, but still, in my opinion, those designs are limited, and the industry is very controlled. I noticed they specifically don’t make good quality fabrics for consumers DELIBERALTY, like their reserve the “good” for the designers, in fact, I would take it one step further and say they specifically make crap fabrics in order to do ‘class’. Which is kind of disgusting since they could afford to make cheap fabrics better quality they just don’t because they like playing ‘class’. You can tell the fashion industry consists of women, bimbo women who like to play class. Or there is the train of thought “oh those crap fabrics, just send them to Australia, that market has no taste anyway…..” So about 10 years ago when I discovered a company was allowing you to upload your own design, and not only will they print it for you, but they will sell it for you online, I was thrilled to bits! Thrilled. This is a huge leap forward in the design and fashion industry, in my opinion. Because now, the choice of fabrics available is extensive, and there are some absolute beauties out there, from people who don’t design full time, but they might have one or two creative good ideas up their sleeve, and they can sell them! it’s brilliant!! BRILIANT. I am based in Australia, there are quite a few overseas online companies that offer this service. Some are somewhat reasonably priced (they all could work on their price). But the majority of them are far too expensive to use, and you would have to be a lunatic to pay upwards of $75/m for a cheap lightweight cotton. Seriously, this is what I saw one company asking me to pay. AS IF! When I was working at Image Clothing, it was my job to do the spec sheets, and as I recall, the typical price a fashion company in Sydney will pay for its fabrics is $11, (1997), sometimes they will splurge up to $17/m, on specialty fabric for specific boutique dep instore retailer, like a David Jones exclusive line). Unfortunatly there is poor quality and dishonesty in the printing industry. So, I am going to do a review for the 5 companies I found who were the cheapest, I have ordered from all; Ubeit.com, wovenmonkey.com, myfabricdesigns.com, Customprint.com and Spoonflower.com. Ubeit.com A relatively new company, and I have used them 3 times now. Pricewise they’re the best, but, in my first order there seemed to be some errors with their prints, like the edges are blurred or missing. They did reprint one flawed one, and sent it to me. However, on my last order, the fabric width was 29“ x 70“, which is very odd, - a kind of long rectangular shape of a yard, plus, my first order they provided metres, and this one, they provided yards, so basically, I felt there was 20cm missing of each order, I felt like they did this deliberately to save themselves money, they’re a little unprofessional and trying to cut costs. Also, I ordered the same print in two different orders, and the colour was completely different in each order - and not just a slightly different shade, one was dark and horrid and one was light and beautiful as I had intended it – I feel this was done deliberate, my order being sabotaged by the printers first time, and they felt that should get it right the 2nd time round? There was another print error with a dark patch stripe across the design, and when I asked them about this, they never got back to me - this for me means I won’t be ordering from them again, however before I received the order, they mentioned they would give me a 2m credit on my next order, maybe it was for that? Who knows – their communication is “little girl”? I mean maybe offering a 2m credit is how they try to entice you to order from them again instead of refunding or re-printing? This is really unacceptable, they come across as a dodgy Chinese company when they do things like this. There seems to be one man in charge of orders, Jerry, however he gets a girl in (Amy) when dealing with English speaking women, and she possibly doesn’t work their full time, so communicating has really come to a standstill. So, there are 2 good things about this company, and 2 bad, the good being, cheapest yet, and all my designs have a different psi, and the only way that they would know which is what, is if I sent a screenshot of what each yard or meter is meant to look like, with the amount of repeats in it - which I did, and low and behold, they got all of them (10 designs) completely right - which was quite savvy of them in my opinion. But their print quality / colour matching needs work, as does their “pride” factor, inorder not to muck up peoples designs. All in all, thumbs down, but still the best on offer! wovenmonkey.com Another strangely named fabric printer. UK based; all fabrics printed in the UK. I asked them beforehand, if they made any mistakes, will they agree to replace or refund, and they did agree, (see later) they speak English, and response time is 1-2 days. First order thrilled, colours a good match with my design. However, on my second order there was an obvious sizing mistake and they denied any responsibility. I am not 100% sure that it is their fault because I have computer hackers who regularly hack my PC and mess things up for me (they are sad people) So, that maybe what happened here, as I set a DPI200 yet they sent me a design with a DPI150. I take screenshots of each order, and it clearly shows DPI200, so I know, it was changed by either them or a sad girl hacker. And now I am stuck with an incorrect design. So NOT impressed. Also, 6m of Cotton Canvas had a big running flaw across the whole width – they did not offer to refund or replace- I always give people a chance to try and save themselves I find 10 out of 10 never actually do. They always think they’ll be able to get away with it because no one important is looking. Also, a 1m length is actually only 98cm worth of design, so on a 10m length of fabric instead of getting 10m of design you get 9.8m, then you have to factor in 10% shrinkage on top of that. It’s up to you to know about the shrinkage, but they definitely shouldn’t be cutting the design short by 2cm per metre in my opinion – they had no comment about this. Their range of fabrics is limited, plus half the fabrics are out of stock. My latest design I received from them on cotton canvas was exquisite . I feel with this company you have to contact them after you place the order, to politely remind them you are a real human, and they should to do a good job, perhaps double check DPI and qty. (I find this little annoying, but is a part of dealing with people who perhaps are not trained to be overly conscientious, Edward Morton.) All in all, thumbs down. Custom print.com: This is a Chinese based company. They do NOT offer to resell your designs on their website, they are printers only. But still good if you create your own website to sell your designs. Their English is not very good, communicating with them is hard and too slow, it is like they have a bad third-party translator. But this company offers good prices, with fabrics being a third of the price than 3 of the others – A THIRD. Starting from $7US/meter and all fabrics at 150cm wide!! (brilliant) Their fabric choice is pretty good, as well. I tend not to ever purchase synthetics, but their cotton range is pretty good and they also have others like rayon, silk and bamboo - excellent. Their Stretch Cotton and Cotton Muslin are particularly good. Although on my last order, I was dubious about one of the stretch cottons, and the fibre content, it felt a bit ‘poly’ to me, maybe there was a reduced percentage of cotton? They are very light fast in cold water. However they tend to do mistakes, and they’re bad mistakes, like repeats not matching, blurred edges, inks too dark, or incorrect quantity - and they refuse to replace or refund with their excuse being “we don’t want to lose any money” the fact that they actually made the mistakes in the first place is not something that they factor in, - they do not have a concept of ‘Fair Trading’ like we do in Australia or America, which is why I do not use this company anymore – plus I returned the faulty fabrics back to them, but I later received the package back with NO SUCH ADDRESS, so maybe their company is a fake for another? Who knows. But their quality is not good enough at present, maybe in 5yrs, in 2026 they will have improved? Maybe they will develop some Gov Fair Trade departments with clear consumer rules? Also, I should mention their postage is ridiculously expensive, they only use Courier, TNT. But they charge an average $50-$100 for an order less than 10m. It also takes between 4 to 6 weeks. Also, their printing tends to be a shade or 2 darker than my design -very frustrating. All in all, thumbs down for now. myfabricdesigns.com This company has the best print quality in my opinion, as in, the dyes don’t fade too dramatically. Also, their fabric quality is excellent, it states on their website they “print AND make all fabrics in America, with second to none quality” so I would believe this. However, I did have issues with the print placement being crooked and part of the print missing off the edge of the fabric on my first order with them - they did refund for that. The prices are the most expensive out of the 4, I try to avoid using this company as my last costing there, including postage, it turned out to be $70/y, which is TOO extreme, and only 42” wide. Plus, I feel their customer base is American, they don’t really cater to Australians. Their website is way too slow, some sort of problem there, and postage is expensive too. If I had a ‘hoity toity’ customer who purchased one of my designs on my website, I would consider using them. Spoonflower; This strangely named company has cleverly (or greedily depending on how you look at it) automatically made a profit for themselves by not allowing anyone to sell their fabrics on their website unless they pay $5 per design (you receive a 20cm swatch for this too). But they don’t actually hold up their end of the agreement and can delete your account without refunding any $5’s. ($365 worth of $5) They are dishonest company, I will not purchase from them ever again. But I did purchase quite a few fabrics from this company before, and had a lot of orders for my fabrics from the public; quality varies, some have been quite good, some have been ridiculously bad. The plain cheapest cotton, prints Ok, its length/width are all correct there was never any printing flaws other than sometimes, there would be colour variations, like my design would have pink petals, yet the print would come back as purple petals, occasionally there were ink blotches. This did not happen all the time, just sometimes! The light fastness was not really good, but it was OK. Their printing also tended to be a shade lighter than my design. The flannel (minky) is ghastly unless your design is pale, otherwise the white background shows through. Their sticky wallpaper isn’t light resistant so it fades badly, however a paler print on a poster has much better lightfastness. Fabrics are all by the yard, not by the meter, and usually only 42” wide (106cm) which is not really good compared to the companies who offer a meter and 150cm/60” widths. Fabrics did start from $17/y AU, but I believe they are more like $36/y + AU now, with the advent of COVID19. Their postage is very reasonable, however, Australia post tended to open my parcels and take a peek before they delivered them, plus one went missing. The customer service people speak/email, in English (based in America) which is a plus, at first, they were satisfactory, but NOT in the end (Kelly M). I will no longer purchase from them, and my designs are NOT available there anymore, they have no morals despite what their website policy states (.com scam). Plus, they still use my name in google search results to sell their fabrics. (I don’t think they realized how I contributed to their growth, and why they were receiving so many sales from Australia. After they deleted my account – their sales must have taken a dive from Australia - they clueless stupid bitches. So, only part happy with these printers after all. I am waiting until some better Australian company starts up (there is at least one I saw in Sydney, but way too expensive to even mention) https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections 26. Vital life stuff that needs to be added to the Curriculum Teachers you need to tell this to your class of kids: {I have to rewrite this bit because this was another piece of writing that was stolen! I’m not sure why this would be stolen, I mean maybe they don’t agree with it, or maybe they want it to be a secret and don’t want kids to know how smart they are, or maybe they don’t want adults to know that everything that they have experienced as a child - they can actually remember everything, it’s just a matter of tapping into that part of their minds storage??} So, this is what I said: kids are not really taught that the way their minds work, is extraordinary and genius, in fact each and every one of them are very smart - and everything a young person sees, hears, and smells, is recorded by their minds eye, which gets processed and boxed away in a compartment in their mind, for later. EVERYTHING Also, (and this bit was not stolen); I would say teachers need to tell grade 6, 7 and grade 8 girls –(they’re the worst in my experience because they’re at their most naïveté.) So, say this; I know a lady who has her own website, and on it she talks about all the bullies from when she was at school. She is now a grown lady, and on her website, she puts photos up of bullies, she names the bullies, with their full name, and she describes the incident exactly as it happened. So that’s why you need to be careful who you pick on, because you might be thinking that they’re an easy target when they’re young and vulnerable, but all little girls and little boys grow up and some of them turn into Mighty Forces to be reckoned with. You should think twice before picking on that little scrawny kid, because before too long, they will have put on 50kg and will be wanting revenge. As an old and wise mature adult, I recommend you not pick on anyone at all, and you try and resolve the problem in a civil fashion, if you need help from an adult on how to handle a problem or a bully, don’t be afraid to ask (it is only a rumour that you’ll get picked on even more if you ask an adult for help). J And, teachers; teach the value of a dollar in the classroom, some parents fail to do this. And the whole point of school, is preparing them for the future. It is not time-wasting babysitting. Plus, teach what it means to be an adult, and how people go to work every day or part time, or shift work, and often spent hours, slaving away for someone else. Adults are often miserable and unhappy, and have not much money. Put some reality into these kids, then they’ll have more respect for other people’s money, and won’t steal things off people. Basic fundamental things. There are heaps of other things that also needed to be included like Communication Class in every year. Wage/salary/super information – a whole class on this in year 10, each week, with career information too, aswell as money ‘smarts’ / homeloans / savings etc If I were teaching I would also add ‘The world is for the rich, there’s no point in having kids unless you’ve got LOTS of money.’ But that statement is a little controversial. 27. St Leonards Nature Care College FOULPLAY Drop Face AND HIVES from Homeopath Dropface /Palsy, major heart palpitations, hives and a planter wart from deliberate wrong homeopathic remedy given by quack physician and his bimbo sidekick at st Leonards nature care college. Seeking treatment for a little wart on my hand, I consulted with this clinic. After taking the advised Homoeopathic medicine by the student physician and supervisor. No change. I contacted the clinic and told them I didn’t work at all, I thought I was polite and respectful, but the big egos at this clinic, I guess the supervisor, Dr Ken, instead, said I should take a different remedy: Dulcamara 30., which I did, resulting in severe Hives, Drop Face / Palsy, major Heart palpitations (basically a mini stroke, the ambulance was called) and later a giant Planter Wart on my left foot – that caused plantar fasciitis - which I have had ever since, 10yrs later. BTW, there were 4 major heart palpitations at the time, and they were so loud, that at first I thought someone was on my roof walking around making that loud banging sound- until I realized, no, it was my heart – most bizarre. A specialist (an air specialist), later told me this is most likely a result of my heart gaining proper momentum: like it's sorted out the problem, and made loud noises in order to fix itself - which is possible from the medication, I feel. {I had a few months before then, been wheel barrowing some dirt from one side of the garden to the other, and it was overloaded, and way too heavy for me, and it's strained my heart. So, this ‘loud palpitation fixing’ could be a direct result from that incident? But I still have the Dropface on my right side today, and did experience heart palpitations after a “hearty” meal, since I changed my diet to reduce animal fat, these have stopped. I did feel at the time, that clinic was a total hiving scam and should be shut down, actually sued. I felt everyone is so busy trying to ‘empower’ women, that no one told that girl who treated me that she is not smart enough to be a doctor. She only remembered the last thing I told her, which was a minor thing, a last-minute thing I remembered, it wasn’t the main issue which I had previously explained to her in great detail. The girl only remembered the last thing I said to her -she had forgotten everything else. Not smart enough by a LONG shot. I would be smarter than here, and I don’t consider myself anywhere near smart enough to be a Dr! lol. Also, she obviously doesn’t record sessions, and think about it. THEY SHOULD. But as a supervisa was in charge, Ken, - he is to blame, for the initial incorrect medication, and ofcourse for the secondary deliberate poisoning. By the way, I talked to a lawyer about this, to see if I could sue in some sort of legal way because I believe that’s the only way that they will pull their socks up and not do it again (They will do it again, IT IS TOO FUNNY FOR THEM) But the lawyer said it is not serious enough, as in, as I was not left a paraplegic or something. And as I am not in full time employment anyway and not a supermodel, they wouldn’t bother with my case. So, this is how these dodgy people get away with doing things like this, because of hopeless, greedy, and lazy coward lawyers in this country. I believe in America any act of medical negligence small or large, they can be sued, and America is still a fairly oppressed country, but Australia is way worse. (The little wart on my hand turned out to be a result of rubbing left over lip balm on my wrist). Some may say, the way homoeopathic medicine works, that I must’ve had a heart condition in the first place, and the theory is, you keep taking the medication until it doesn’t have any effect on you anymore, however having a mini stroke; I don’t think this warrants taking any more, and besides this may be true, but it doesn’t explain the hives. I certainly don’t have any history of hives or giant planta warts. I am 100% sure that medication was given to me deliberately to cause hives, as they thought it would be funny – stupid little bimbos. I suspect the drop face was a calculated effect, as having a face deformity like that is certainly perceived as a low-class thing, with possibly drug use indications. {If you have read my blog, you know, I literally have dogs on my back, about “class”. } And the mini stroke was just a side-effect. And you know what, if I had of had a full heart attack and died, do you think that clinic would, in any way, be held accountable? – NO, I tell you now, they would not even be made aware of what they had done. So that clinic is the bad clinic. There are 2 teaching clinics in Sydney, the other one was at Redfern (the good one), but it is no longer there, don’t ask me what happened to them, if they moved or closed? But I have found this scenario with 1 good and 1 bad, a lot in life, it’s like the powers that be, let 2 exists, knowing full well one is good and the other is shonky, so that people who they deem “good” can go to the good one, and people they don’t like and deem “bad” can go to the bad one. Bad clinics catering to bad people. Good clinics catering to good people – with ofcourse, ‘class’ and money being a contributing factor as to who is good and who is bad. 10 years later, I still have slight drop face on my left side of my face, and still am unable to walk properly due to plantar fasciitis. 10 yrs of not being able to walk and do exercise. The only reason I haven't put a hex on this girl, is possibly because if I didn't have plantar fasciitis, I might well be in a wheelchair by now; because of my back, and my degenerative disc order in the lower L's. All of that gardening and planting fruit trees at different locations, then moving, having to plant more, or uproot ones, then replant them…. I think this is the biggest reason why I have degenerative disc disease: having to move all my stuff, by myself, with a lot of horticultural type stuff, heaps. {which btw, after move no 8, I ended throwing most of it out, only to discover I still need pretty much ALL OF IT, possibly excluding the chainsaw, as I still have to lodge a tax return every year for centerlink. We are not designed to live like that. So my body has just gone: ‘no, that's it, I'm done, I'm not doing anything else!” Poor Centrelink, they really hate how I have back problems, not that they will give me a pension for it, only a Pension health care card. So, anyway, however, the way homeopathy works, it can bring on the same very symptoms that are trying to be cured - so who knows, maybe they actually saved me from having a stroke too? You know, it wouldn't surprise me if it was just a coincidence of a side affect of good luck. So their active nastiness, turned out to be a godsend - sometimes life can work like that! 28. Chinese Elastic dictating Fashion Trends in the 90's Last year I finally threw out my hot pink leggings that I had made myself when I was 20 whilst working at Bonds. I was told I could use their machines to make whatever I wanted and there was a pile of waste fabric I could choose from. Nellie the boss gave me some elastic. I made these leggings for myself on their 5-thread industrial stretch Overlocker, so easy. And I have had them all this time, I’m 47, so that’s 26 years! they’ve lasted 26yrs, and the thing that lasted the most, was the elastic! - it still had, as much stretch last year, as it had back in 1994! This is why I’m writing about it, because I know others have experienced this bad “elastic” phenomenon; on every single other item I have purchased since 1990, I’d be lucky if the elastic lasted 12 months, and this is the reason why those awful baggy pants that fall down the hips, came into trend in America, from people who were wearing pants that the elastic was failing, so their pants kept falling down! So common, that it became a bloody trend! Hipsters too!! Dodgy Chinese ripping the whole world off on elastic! Unfortunately, I can’t remember where Bonds got their elastic from, whether it was a local supplier like Greenfields, (bloody Greenfields), or did they make their own elastic? I know they made their own fleece, terry towelling, all fabrics actually (they did, they closed down shortly later, sold out to China) But back then, fabrics were way too expensive to purchase elsewhere (from the American supplier), so they milled them. Could’ve been the same with elastic I’m not sure, I’ve been trying to find good elastic ever since, it’s impossible to know if it’s good or not from looking, as far as I know there are no tells. But the only elastic that has held up for a lengthy period has been the cord elastic that I purchased at Spotlight, it’s also readily available on eBay, or was, I’ve been banned from eBay. So, I’ve had to adapt my leggings to suit cord elastic instead of an elasticated waistband! Works well with toggles. The cord elastic also works as straps on yoga tops / sport bras, although the sewing machine does not care for it too much. Later I again purchased some flat elastic, as I needed it, but again it was dodgy elastic that lasted less than 12mnths, so they are still selling bad elastic. (rosiesonki2095) Now, we all know how dodgy the Chinese manufacturers are, especially if you purchase items on ebay. BUT it has come to my attention that there are certain areas in my life where I have no power at all, and there are areas I have an extreme amount of power; I’ve noticed, in the shopping marketing world, there are certain people who watch every move I make, listen to every word I say and read everything I write, - in the hopes of obtaining and finding out what I want to spend my money on. I suspect it’s the Chinese doing this, because of all their manufacturing factories are in China, but also because their attitude is quite different from the Australian attitude. Their attitude is “what do you want? we can get it for you”. Whereas, the typical Australian attitude is “you get what you’re given” and “NO, we can’t do that”. The Chinese, aswell as the Americans actually share that attitude, “if we don’t have it, we will try to get it for you” – it is very admirable. Plus, if I can think of some new idea, it somehow then, gets done and you’ll see it appear on the market, sometimes with in a relatively short period. Australia is completely lagging behind in its attitude, and it all comes back to being raised by hopeless nazi teachers (and parents) who repeatedly say “NO you’re not allowed to do that”, and squash kids ideas for fear they will either embarrass them, outshine them or lose control. Soo primitive Australia – wakey wakey. I am doing something about that with my blog. Here is a good spot as ever; lately, I have found myself whingeing about the fact that I can’t get any clothes in larger sizes (22), and not just the big chain stores like Kmart, Target, and Big W, but all online retailers. I put this down to the fact that, young women, who are typically size 8, 10, 12, or 14, are the only ones stupid enough to repeatedly buy new fashion trends every year, so those companies buy for them. An older woman, is way more savvy and practical, and knows what a waste of money that is, not to mention submitting yourself as a sales rep victim; fashion victim. Here is a good spot to remention; I often feel like I am being targeted by retailers, specifically the same ones, who have made me their ‘personal mission’ to get all my shopping needs for me – control freak girls. It’s like they have taken it upon themselves to know exactly what I want, or need, and go about getting it. Often, I find, one of their aims, possible one of the girls, is to find ‘seconds’, plus things that no one else will want, poorer quality items, and either give that to me via online shopping or place it in my path - and sometimes not even for reduced cost ‘seconds’ price either (several times I noted, if I purchased something instore, on spur of the moment thing, and get ‘good’ product, the next week or so, the item is swapped over for a faulty one, they literally ‘break and enter’ into my unit and swap – this is how unhealthy dog territorial obsessed with me those stupid retail women thieves are (were once girls, but still 30yrs later even when they mature into a woman, and ought to know better – they still do it – little irresponsible girls still). At one point I sent the board of Wesfarmers (owner of many, in particular Kmart), an email and told them about their retail dogs. Maybe they did something about it? Actually, as a quick side bar, btw, that whole ‘finding items that nobody else will want’ - this also applies to men, as in women who know annoying nuisance socially retarded men that nobody wants, and they send them my way. I have encountered a lot of dysfunctional men. Hey bimbos; I don’t want your dysfunctional friends. I would say that would be the number one reason why I have such a problem with idiots, who drive around me and my place all day long sometimes. Those bimbos have given them something to do; to get them away, and out of the rest of society - and onto my back. Actually, I have found lately, just thinking about this, and what those women have done to their idiot friends, and even by writing about it now. I think it makes a difference. Nobody wants to feel like they’re being used for nuisance purposes. There has been a reduction in the pervert hoons, a few times now I have had conversations with my neighbours – without interjection from hoons, re you lose you win. Having said that, yesterday arvo when I was collecting seed, (Callistemon viminalis), I am fairly certain there was same dump truck following me around, from the Earth moving place across the road…….stalking neighbours. And that same truck kept driving back and forth outside my unit until 2:30am where finally they (he or she) decided to say goodbye and farewell by compression braking outside the units. What the fuck? Loser-fuck off. Anyway, back to retail victimization; I suspect sometimes, this may have been the same for my parents too – the whole “see them coming” situation; At the end of my year six, just before leaving for school, my parents gave me for Christmas that year, a new maroon leather luggage set. And it was quite absurd, because the big bag was humongous! I mean, it’s the biggest luggage bag you have ever seen, you could fit not just 1 dead body, but 2 dead bodies inside it, 2 huge men, it was huge! Not practical, as TOO heavy! So, at end of term at school, there was an unspoken issue with the men who had been arranged to transport all our luggage from the dormitories to the bus stop about 600m down the road. Basically, they refused to carry my bag. (Wingy Pathetic Weaklings). And so, as a young ‘oompa loompa’ girl, in fact, every year, at the end of each term, I had to take my big bag, down the 600m or so to where the buses were arriving. {Except 1 term -I think it was in year 11? I remember it well, such joy, as for once I did not have to lug my luggage. A theme from arsholes throughout my life: “get back down there, where you belong – carry your own luggage”}. In fact, I think it was the gardeners who were meant to do the luggage. They used to operate ‘under the radar’ – they didn’t have anything to do with the girls, occasionally I would see one walking outside – they were big men, in their 30’s/40’s. Perfectly capable of carrying luggage. I suspect those were the same gardeners who would lock the toilet gate near our House, so I couldn’t use them, and so I would have to use the ones near the science block, that had low walls, and they would look over the wall as I used them – perves. Revolting stupid creatures; the epitome of disgusting men (not to mention the stupid women who employed them). And do you see how ALL problems in my life can be traced back to a female bimbo, girl retailer trying to flog off unwanted luggage! Although, Mrs Done seemed to be the teacher in charge of luggage for some reason, I think she was an English teacher? Or maybe sports…? So long ago, anyway – she knew they refused to carry my luggage, and did nothing about it except to say to me that I had to do it instead, although the first time it happened in year 7, she did lug it (as it had pathetic little wheels on it) she lugged it part of the way – to “help” me out! I tell you, nobody else is going look after your child. Those perverts have caused all sorts of ongoing ‘toilet’ related issues ever since; I still have nightmares about public toilets. Plus, I am fairly certain those gardeners formed a ‘perve network’, and still perve to this day if they can. Word gets around in pervert circles. In my unit at Sarina, one time I got out of the shower to see a plumbing camera quickly being exited out the window. {I was 51yrs old at that point! – and tubby}. Image above free from freeimage.com – I hope I have not had those kids following me around as a result of putting the image on my blog, such is the case of stupid little boys from computer nerd world – apple and microsoft. (If you change your mind TOO BAD). Same as how I get stupid OLD MEN stealing from me because I collected a lime that had rolled down the hill from my neighbours into my yard – this is not stealing YOU STUPID DRUNK IMBECILE -FUCK OFF – GET SOME COMMONSENSE, BETTER YET, DROP DEAD. 29. Not Sweet Smelling at Garden Express This is one of those photo stories that I had to reword, as originally, it was a little extreme. A few little problems, like sending me plants out of season on their way out, so it will not grow. I noticed now they don’t sell products that are out of season, probably for the best. But my biggest issue with this company, was when I received some roses from them; they were advertised “fragrant”, but several weeks later, when in flower, it was determined, they were NOT FRAGRANT. These were ordered because of the fragrance. They were for dad, and he specifically wanted the fragrant type. I can’t remember details, whether they sent me the wrong ones or false advertising, at any rate, they did not resolve the problem. A little birdie told me they didn’t send me fragrant roses because I ordered 10 roses; they were for dad‘s garden, he wanted to put a long row of roses all the way down the side of his house, that’s why I needed 10. And this person, insinuated that we were being greedy by getting 10 roses, and so that’s why they mucked up the order, and gave us non-fragrant roses, a deliberate ‘greed shaming’ theft. Fuck them. How dare they. Dad’s always wanted fragrant roses down the side of his house, for like 30years, (he cuts them and puts them in the kitchen, the scent fills the whole kitchen and hallway – quite beautiful) and he finally decided to do it, and some little fucking idiot blonde stupid bitch, doesn’t think that he deserves 10 roses - fuck her. (I suspect that short blonde bimbo, who I have mentioned numerous times on my blog, had something to do with the sabotage – she is a thief; who Garden Express allowed.) And this story just portrays exactly how obsessed that stupid little blonde is with me, and my family – can you see? Deliberate acts of sabotage – not just “oh well shit happens in life” – I literally have a stupid bimbo twit out to ‘get me’ and my family. I tell you, it’s a good thing I do not have kids, they would be doomed. (As I mentioned before I have cats, one of them was killed deliberatley. And my brothers dog was poisoned deliberatley too. Just plain ‘evil’ blondes obsessed with 'the good'.) I should further add, the problem of sending straggly plants was common back when nurseries were just starting to go online in Australia, with mail order; it’s like the girl picking the order, didn’t have a customer standing right in front of her, so she picked the worst plant she could see in the bunch, like a straggly one, or too old, too root bound, or had a disease…... one that a ‘live’ customer would NOT choose. Quite a lot of them did it, such typically female thinking (thieving stupidity). They also advertised a flower with certain colour profiles, but then when it flowered for you later, and you can see that the flowers in their magazine had been photoshopped. (The Lakehouse Iris website at Beverley WA, Australia, and Trigg Nursery, Treloar’s and heaps more). They also advertise stunning varieties up for sale, so you purchase, but they do not have enough of the stunning one, and so send a different not as good one, then, so they are not found out, as thieving cheaters, they get minions to kill your growing plant in your garden – I am sure this has happened 3 times. possibly more when I was unaware of their evil antics. However, this has pretty much changed with the advance of social media, especially Facebook – name and shame! Hooray for the internet and transparency (even though I have been ban). I also have to say, by far, the best nursery I have ever purchased from was the Muswellbrook State Forest Nursery. I’m not sure whether the owner was really old with a lot of experience, and they then retired; because unfortunately this nursery has closedown, or, maybe they just had God ‘onside’. But all the plants I have purchased from them have been stunning, and not only stunning within the species, but it’s like whoever propagated them, has done so from a species which had desirable traits, so they haven’t just taken the first plant that they have seen, they’ve collected seeds or propagated cuttings from stock which was really worth propagating to pass on those additional good genes, like they have taken the time to sort things out, and they really knew what they’re doing; not just there to make as much money as possible. So, it was very sad when this one closedown several years ago, although I see they still have listings online in the directories – just to confuse everyone. Also, I often tend to forget about which are the good ones and which are the bad ones, although this blog helps as a good reminder, but I later purchased 3 plants from GE, and so far 2 have been as paid for, still waiting for the 3rd Dahlia to flower. So, I guess, if you only buy 3 and not 10 – it is fine for stupid blondes. 30. Almond Tree and King Parrots When I had my huge garden at Rangari, I wanted as many fruit and nut trees as possible. I purchased dozens. One of the trees I purchased was an Almond. Now, almonds grow very well in Gunnedah, near Kelvin, actually halfway between Kelvin and Rangari localities. But Kelvin is known, well, there is a sign on the road at this town (which consists of probably four houses), the sign says “welcome to kelvin, home of the king parrots” 😁 King parrots are a gorgeous ornamental red and green bird, but once you know the personality of a king parrot you know why they’re nicknamed king; they truly do think they are the king of everything! My Almond tree had no chance of producing any almonds because the king parrots would eat them all before, they were even anywhere near ripe. So, the following year I decided to net, I got my 10-foot ladder as you can see from the photo , and rigged up some netting, (by the way, I don’t recommend doing it while the tree is in flower, delicate little things). Although as you can see from the size of the ladder and the size of the tree, I’m not entirely sure how I managed to even rig up those polypipes and put the netting over it at all - perhaps even, I recommend purchasing a dwarf Almond for a home gardener! And, I didn’t secure the netting down properly, and a big storm blew it off, and again all the almonds were eaten. There were 2 king parrots, no doubt a couple, I kid you not, after they had eaten all my almonds, they came around to my backdoor where they usually never hung out, when I had just gone outside there, and they started bopping up and down, kind of dancing, as if to say, ha ha, we got all the almonds, even when you netted!! - they are very cheeky birds I can assure you. So now that I have left, I bet that Almond tree is still thriving, and every year the king parrots are getting bucketloads of MY almonds! Life Stories P13 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13(this) , LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s so Life Stories P22 - 1. Gunnedah hospital for gh - still haev to do I 2. 2025 Monthly Brilliance Award This is an award, that I give to people are just plain outstanding at making their bit of the world a better place - and ought to be recognised for it. No discrimination between the ‘alive now’, or the dead! And a (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘will’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award  December 2025 Beethoven for demanding extra keys with higher notes to be added to the piano November 2025 People improving construction; well done Lennartz of Germany for first producing carbide-tipped circular, cermet-carbide circular and saw blades. Then the thin-kerf, disposable cermet-tipped circular saws by the japaneses Kanefusa and Tenryu. Plus Horst Doepcke and Arno Willemeit for the "Braunschweig geometry" for carbide teeth. October 2025 John llham; genius small businessman from Melbourne; single-handedly came up with a better way than Telstra to make mobile phones available for everyone. Telstra are indebt to him. September 2025 John Dunsworth, dad of dare I say it, 10 kids, but then making sure he gave each of those 10 kids, a plot of land to build their home!! August 2025 George Cadbury not just for his chocolate, but for his ethics; he was a true hero. July 2025 Mary Anderson for inventing the windscreenwiper and not getting any credit for it June 2025 Ghostnet removers - retrieve the nets that disgusting, careless, non-thinking fisherman discard into the ocean which kills hundreds if not thousands of fish in a cruel manner. May 2025 All the numerous coconut waste utilizers; so many ways to reuse the waste fibre. April 2025 Geraldine Anderson or is it Jerry Jensen - there seems to be some misinformation out there, but I am referring to the woman who brought about ‘court enforcement’ for child support after a divorce. March 2025 Phil McCrory for observing hair/fur absorbs oil in water, better than anything, and went into partner with Lisa Gautier to create mats to soak up hopeless BP tanker oil spills. February 2025 Woollies del driver couldn't get truck up drive in the rain, instead of calling me, this guy unpacked my groceries and carried them up the 600m hill driveway for me. January 2025 Brian Hart (Bike Index), recovered $30 million worth of stolen 3. Proof for Some Reason, Intojobs car Harassing me Sunday afternoon during Cyclone, plus 3 other cars Ok, this car was following me and harassing me a couple of weeks ago at Woollies on Sunday afternoon in the middle of the cyclone - harassing me in the form of beeping. So, they were not parked there, they had just pulled in after me, started beeping madly at me, then took off. I have seen that car 15 times over the last 2yrs every time I leave the house (I don't get out much). It is them who is stalking me and stealing from me?? I have complained numerous times on this blog about the fact that I am being followed and harassed wherever I go by dogs. Infact I will include a little story to show by example how the dogs affect my life: I hired a little boat with driver, so I could try and do a cold-water treatment out in the ocean. I was out there for 3hrs but it didn't work, the water wasn't cold enough, I wasn't relaxed enough, and didn't have proper flotation device. Anyway, there was a couple that took me out there, their boat hire company from Facebook. So, I was talking to them for quite some time out there too, and I was expressing some interest in taking a diving course because it involves being in deep water for a long time: thought it might be good for my foot!! So, the guy, he was really enthusiastic about this, and he wanted to do the diving course with me up at Airlie Beach!! I thought at the time it was very nice of him to say, but I could not even fathom the concept of actually doing this, as aside from money related problems, I mean, what am I meant to say to him: “well I might appear like a normal person but really I'm not because I have these stupid dogs that follow me around everywhere I go, and they like to playsides, by that I mean: if you're friends with me they'll start attacking you, until you are no longer friends and are infact an arshole – you will not be able to help yourself, as they are so manipulative and most people are really naive – so its best I do not harbor any friends.” !! Would he be offended at such reality? Would he believe it?? Probably not, people do not like the ugly truth in my experience. I could give more examples, like friends on Facebook, and girls at Tafe, but I can’t be bothered. And {Good luck getting a job in Australia if you don’t have any friends}. So back to that Sunday afternoon when I went to do a grocery pick up at Sarina Woollies, it happened to be in the middle of a cyclone so there was nobody out and about. It was only lucky that I could get in as the water was right up at the Sarina Bridge, but as there was no one else about, the dogs were really obvious: I could see them plain as day. Aside from that blue IntoJobs car, there were 2 Toyota Hilux’s and a white SUV, all driving around me. One of them squirted water on me in a puddle; they couldn’t resist, because they are stupid. And I think they may have stolen $15 from me, but I am not sure as I was distracted – in my extensive experience, that’s why they need 4 cars. It is odd that they used a car with the logo on it “IntoJobs” – these people do not want to be caught and sued, usually maybe this time they want to be caught?? Like it’s a thing that they don’t be caught, so they can accuse me of being crazy “what, no one is following you – you are paranoid”. IT’S A BIG THING FOR WOMEN – this accusation. But this beeping is a typical example of how they harass me: they drive up to me beep and then drive off, it happens all the time, started happening frequently at Gin Gin in 2020. {Usually, its women who do it – most people think men are the real arsholes and predators in life, but I can assure, women are way worse, especially when it comes to stalking}. It's incredibly annoying, a total nuisance, and at this point, after years, it's total torment. Psychological torment. I don't feel safe after that incident a couple of weeks ago to drive back into Sarina. As they are also somehow doing damage to my car: Car people are involved with the IntoJobs people. I did report them to police. It’s like they're all friends and they have decided that I am the common enemy - because they are stupid - they're stupid people. I am sick of seeing people’s weakness. I also sent this photograph to IntoJobs, I have their email because there was an incident when Centrelink said that I have to go and speak to someone at IntoJobs (the tyrannical bitch said this - of course I did not really have to, because I have a medical certificate) - eventually I got onto a “proper person” who said “oh yes, no you don't have to go see them”, after I already gone and saw them, as they stopped my payments – see what they do. Really think about that. So, I've had nothing to do with this company since that mess up. As far as I'm concerned they're just some sicko creeps who is stalking me. After I put in my complaint in with IntoJobs, I didn't hear back from them of course, so I complained again, (I just sent them the same email, but this time told them not to be such fucking cowards). I still haven't heard back from them. Should I start harassing them in turn?? Call them up every day, yell at them, verbally harass them, go into their office and take things?? Accuse them of being crazy, ‘what I’m not harassing you, I’m not really even here’?? See how they like it? Fucking idiots. I know in the past if you complain to Centrelink about jobs providers they don't do anything, plus if you persist with a complaint (as some of them are truly evil, and do worse than mere stalking and verbal harassment), they'll say “they (as in Centrelink) don't have anything to do with the jobs providers, and that the Department of Education is the person who is in charge of jobs providers.” This is what they've told me, word for word: I'm not sure if it's true, but if you complain to the Department of Education, still nothing happens. So, I'm writing this on my blog, plus I've also sent this to the Morning Bulletin, I believe they can do something about it, but there's dogs on Facebook, and they have deleted, or I think they banned me from Morning Bulletin page, I'm not entirely sure, but I'm unable to comment on their page anymore, so I just sent them an email directly. You know for a government department to stalk and harass and torture someone over a period of years: this is grounds for Sueing, and up for thousands: who do you think you are? Course it could be other dogs trying to blame IntoJobs; as how easy is it to get a logo printed and place it on your car door. 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 A Ia 6 A Ta 7. At a 8. A a 9. A Ba 11. Aa a 12. Mo A 13. R E 14. 2022 Monthly Brilliance Award Ta 15. Naming and shaming thieves was one of the main reasons I created my FB group , (Amongst other ra 16. 2024 Monthly Brilliance Award Ta 17. Some of the People who Cross our Path are set in Stone Aa 18. Overcrowding in a Typical Suburban House Ta 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,

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local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia P3 Originally, I had another 5 pages showing photos of items stolen, but due to the fact that my website was too big, I’m going to condense all those photos into a collage. So, I found 45 photos of items stolen, and will try to fit them in on 1 page. And note, because it’s actually not normal to have so many items stolen, and one doesn’t normally take a photo of all ones items and possessions. It was a little difficult finding photos of things that have already been taken. So sometimes I went online and found replicas of exactly the same item that was taken, or found similar. But when I realised, I was being victimised and bullied in this manner, I realized after the police could not do anything about it (or would not due to disbelief), one of the ways I could tackle it was making public awareness, by showing photos of items that were stolen, indicating that this is real - it’s really happening. And so, at that point, I went round the house and videoed everything, so sometimes I get items captured on the video, and of course from that point on, everything I received in the mail, like little purchases from Ebay, which I frequently made back then. I always took a photo after unboxing. So now I have a whole big file of all my items and possessions. (Sooo fun to do that, thanks so mush bimbo thieves for wasting my time even further). I believe that answers ‘dingbats’ question from Agnes Water on FB, who back in 2018, was wondering how I obtained photos of items that were already stolen, and who believed that I was completely crazy and nuts and suffering from mental illness, (same as stupid police in Gunnedah and Gin Gin), rather than believe or understand that I was trying to do something about bullies who are stealing from me, and who still do steal from me, although somewhat reduced now due to the fact that I kick up a great big stink about it on social media and call the police names. I DON'T CARE WHAT PEOPLE THINK ABOUT ME. (And those disbelievers, ultimately it is YOU who would have a mental health problem, I believe it’s called narcissism). One local here just stole my reading glasses (how many is that now? Oh only about 50!) – some bogan boy from across the road at no 108? – I think the mother goes and gets young boy to steal for her. Click image to go to my Google Photo Album of STOLEN ITEMS I have to do an extra special one next, because this involves items that have been returned, after they were stolen. Mothers who do not teach their child RESPONSIBILITY (suck) One day looking at my stolen items lists (792 items long since 2013), and I noted there were at least a dozen of my stolen items returned later. I found a photo of just one of those items, that bag. That bag , that I knit, (Intarsia), several years ago now, was stolen from me when I was in town with it one time, at Gunnedah. But, 3 months later it was returned to me, (filthy), and it actually had a train parcel ticket attached to it, as if it had come back by train (?). It was left at my dad’s house on the back veranda, I think since I was not there at the time. (Definatly stolen, not left on the veranda – for all you narcs). So, aside from that bag, I believe some of those items were returned to me, by a parent who knows that their child has stolen from me. So, they attempt to make up for it, by giving it back, or even giving me something else to compensate, or giving me money, in the way of my seed sales. But, while, it’s great to get stolen items back, I just want say that this is SHIT, this is a ‘shit’ way of handling a situation on behalf of that parent. It is ‘shit’ at my end too; as I don't know for sure who took it and when they took it, leaving me with considerable stress. And it is ‘shit’ at your child's end; you have to force your child to take RESPONSIBILITY. You have to make your child pay for the stolen item, and you have to make your child apologise in person, with possible explanation, so with thought applied. (you know, BRAIN THOUGHT - I can just imagine some mothers thinking 'oh well, that will be really hard for my child to do, and so I'll do it for them' - twits). So maybe after that ordeal for a child, they might think twice before doing it again to some other poor woman, or me again. So, why is it up to me to spell these things out to stupid bimbo mothers?? Step up government and make them do parenting class. later I discovered this had been stolen: Long and expensive fringe of glass beads, stolen (photo in the collage, top right) This long fringe of glass beads, long and expensive fringe of glass beads, was stolen right off my shelf in my craft room, where I had placed it, back at the house at Rangari. It probably would've been stolen one of those days when I drove over to Bunnings, only to return and find the power had been switched off, all the clocks flashing and items missing. 2016/17 or so. Glassbead fringe was a real treat for me to purchase, I had always wanted to be able to purchase some. Even if my end use back then was still yet undetermined . Maybe I was thinking chair or footstool trim….. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. I've had many craft items taken from my house, I always suspected Emma Finlayson because she was Heath Barwick's friend: whenever Heath Barwick fucked up she would come to his rescue. She was kind of like a big bully who sewed and did crafts. But I don't really know who it was, I can only speculate. It could have been Rachael Wainberg’s sister, infact more likely to be her, as I later suspected she was involved in all the stealing at Bunnings too, - after stalking me on and off for 20 years. She is NUTS. But then I later discovered I had, still have, Australian retail dogs stalking me, I think they are from when I worked at BONDS?; finding products for me to purchase, and in turn stealing products from me, like this fringe - products that they think I will not need, and think they have the right to just take. EXTREME NUTS. When I had moved from Rangari into Peter Longs cottage, I thought I would be staying there for quite some time, so I thought I should do a lovely stained-glass picture on the front door. I had even found a glass door at the tip shop for $5, so as not to change the existing rental one. I had purchased the paints too. Plus, I had drafted a good design in Art Nouveau style. Course, then I had to move; my plan went out the window. I took both the door and paint with me, maybe I thought, on the next place…..little did I know what ugliness was instore for me. When I was at Gin Gin, (move no 5), I realised I would never be able to do my stained-glass door. The door went back to the tip, and I thought I should sell my paints: I was looking at my paints again, because this particular brand was a really good one, and they had different variations of kits and colours, I was trying to find out what kit I had to name it. I noticed that 2 of the paint jars had been swapped over. I just know this would NOT have been a mistake by the manufacturer, this would've been the stupid blonde who steals craft items from my house. She has swapped over 2 of the “good” colours for 2 of the more mundane colours - what a little thieving dog - the epitome of female foolishness. Now, I'm sure I've written about this before?...could not find it, but I want to make a point: this “stealing dog”, she targets me, she steals from me, she doesn't steal from some other person, who, you know, maybe is really rich, or is not even a very nice person! She targets me, she has a specific grudge against me for whatever reason - I have no idea what, as I don't even know who? As far as I know I don't even have any enemies, certainly back then at any rate {I didn't have a blog back then!!} Thieving bullies HATE to be “named and shamed” – especially narcissistic ones. (HA) Anyway, so I kind of had to laugh because this thieving girl stole from me, but as I was selling the paints, it would not affect me, but it would affect the next girl who purchased them, - and I feel like this stalking pervert thief, saw, that some other woman, possibly a mother (!), would purchase them and she would lose on the 2 good colours, so, not me, she had inadvertently “picked on” and “bullied” some other woman. She had “victimized” some other poor innocent woman. Like I really felt at the time, this unknown thief, finally felt guilty. So now in retrospect it must have been Rachael Wainberg’s sister – my then LANDLORD, and possibly her accomplice, her friend, also a stalker, Winifried O’herr. So, I have no idea why Rachel Weinberg sister would have issues with me, why she would follow me around like a dog, and why she would steal from me. I didn't really know her, I only knew her through my friend Rachel, as they lived together when Rachel and I were friends, down at North Sydney, while I was studying- as I've mentioned before on my blog. Maybe she thought I was really rich, and that entitles her to steal from me?? I have no idea what goes through her stupid little bimbo blonde head. 45. All the food that I grew in the Rangari garden near Gunnedah – on bore water – the “Great Artesian Basin” That Steve Carter, Peter Long, Heath Barwick and all the people of Gunnedah and certain medias Stole from me (no convictions) Achillea filipendulina – Yarrow Allium schoenoprasum – Chives Allium tuberosum - Garlic Chive Almond – ‘Self Pollinating’ Alpinia caerulea – Australian Ginger Alternanthera sissoo – Brazilian Spinach Apium graveolens - Pink Celery Apple – ‘Cox’s Orange Pippin’ – Malus domestica Apple – Dwarf ‘Tropic Sweet’ Apple - Dwarf ‘Tropical Anna’ Apple ‘Fuji’ – Malus pumila Miller var. domestica Apple ‘Royal Gala’ Apricot - Prunus armeniaca Apricot ‘Blenheim’ - Prunus armeniaca Apricot ‘Moorepark’ – Prunus armeniaca Apricot ‘Story’ - Prunus armeniaca Arrowroot - Canna indica var. edulis Asparagus officinalis – Asparagus ‘Mary Washington’ Austromyrtus dulcis x tenuifolia - Copper Tops Bean ‘Flageolet Flagrano’ – Phaseolus vulgaris ‘Flagrano’ Bean Cherokee Wax Black Currant - Ribes nigrum Blackberry - Common – cross of many Blue Curled Kale – Brassica oleracea var sabellica Bok Choi, Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis Borage – Borago officinalis Boysenberry X of: Ribes idaeus Brassica juncea - Yukina Brassica oleracea var sabellica Brazilian Tree grape - Myrciaria cauliflora Broadbean ‘Long Pod’ Broccoli ‘Di Cicco Early’ - Brassica oleracea var. italica Broccoli Green Sprouting Calabrese Cabbage 'Red Acre' Cabbage 'Sweet Prime’' Cajanus cajan syn. Cajanus indicus Capparis spinosa sp inermis – Thornless Caper Bush Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Alma Paprika’ Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Californian Wonder’ Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Yellow’ Carissa macrocarpa- Natal Plum Carob - Ceratonia siliqua Carpobrotus edulis - Pigface Carrot ‘St Valery’ – Daucus carrota Carrots ‘ All Seasons’ Carrots ‘ check label’ Carrots ‘Early Nantes’ Casimiroa edulis - White Sapote Cauliflower ‘Snowball’ - Brassica oleracea var. botrytis Cauliflower 'Purple' Centella asiatica - Gotu Kola Chamaecytisus prolifer – False Lucerne Tree Chenopodium album – Fat Hen Cherry – ‘Pretty Gully’ Cherry ‘Lapins’ - Prunus avium Chestnut - Castanea sativa Chia - Salvia hispanica Chilean Guava - Ugni molinae Chilli ‘Habenero’ Chinese Radish 'Red Meat' - Raphanus sativus Common Mallow - Malva neglecta Coriandrum sativum – Coriander (every year) Corn, Sweet, ‘Hawaiian’, Eden seeds - Zea mays convar. saccharata var. rugosa Cornus mas – Cornelian Cherry, Diggers (2009) Cos Lettuce and Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis Cow Pea – Vigna unguiculat Creeping Thyme - Thymus serpyllum coccineus Cucumber – Cucumis sativus ‘Lebanese’ Cucumber Green Gem Cymbopogon flexuosus – Lemon Grass Cyphomandra betacea – Tamarillo or Tree Tomato Daikon – Raphinus sativus acanthiformis Dandelion - Taraxacum officinale Dill –Anethum graveolens Dolichos lablab - Purple Hyacinth Bean Dutch Cream Seed Potato - Solanum tuberosum Dwarf Pea ‘ Blue Bantam’ Eggplant ‘Early Long Purple’ -Solanum melongena Elderberry - Sambucus nigra Eletaria cardomum – Cardomom Eugenia aggregata- Cherry Of The Rio Grande Existing red grape Fagopyrum esculentum – Buckwheat Feijoa sellowiana - Pineapple Guava Fennel ‘Florence’ – Foeniculum vulgare dulce Ficus macrophylla - Moreton Bay Fig Fig - Ficus carica - Common Fig French Sorrel - Rumex scutatus Garden Cress - lepidium sativum Garden Thyme - Thymus vulgaris Grape – Vitis vinifera cultivar, ‘Centennial Seedless Large Early White’ Horseradish - Armoracia rusticana Hovenia dulcis - Japanese Raisin Tree Hyacinth Bean - Dolichos lablab Hylocereus undatus - Dragon Fruit Pearl Hyssop – Hyssopus officinalis Ipomoea aquatic - Water Spinach or Kangkong Jerusalem artichoke - Helianthus tuberosus JostaBerry – Ribes x nidigrolaria Juniperus communis - Juniper berry Juniperus taxifolia var lutchuensis – Lutchuensis Juniper Kaffir Lime - Citrus hystrix Khol Rabi - Brassica oleracea Kohlrabi - Brassica oleracea Laurus nobilis – Bay Tree Lemon ‘Meyer’- Citrus limon Lemon Balm – Melissa officinalis Lemon Tree -Citrus limon, cutting from Eureka Lemon Tree ‘ Myer’-Citrus limon Lettuce ‘Cos’ Lettuce ‘Imperial’ Lilly Pilly Lime ‘Tahitian’ - Citrus latifolia Linum marginale - Native Flax Linum usitatissimum - Common flax Loganberry - Rubus loganobaccus Macadamia tetraphylla - Macadamia Mango Kensington Pride (known as Bowen) Marion berry - Rubusx“Cabernet of Blackberries” Melissa officinalis – Lemon Balm Melissa officinalis – Lemonbalm Mentha - Common Mint Orange ‘Washington Navel’ Monstera deliciosa – Fruit Salad Plant Mulberry - Morus nigra, Black Murraya koenigi - Curry Tree Mustard, White Nasturtium ‘Tom Thumb Black Velvet’ – Tropaelum minus, seed eBay, (2014) Nectarine ‘Emillie’ - Prunus persica Nectarine ‘May Grand’ Nepeta mussinii – Cat Mint Nettle - Urtica dioica Ocimum basilicum - Thai Basil Ocimum basilicum minimum – Basil ‘Minette’ Onion ‘Cream Gold’ Allium cepa Onion ‘Red Stem Welsh’ – Allium fistulosum Onion Lockyer Gold Onion Pukekohe, long keeper (allium cepa) Onion Russian Onion Strigunovsky Onion Stuttgart Long Keeper Orange Tree ‘Lanes Late’ Orange Tree ‘Leng Navel’ Orange Tree ‘Seedless Valencia’ Orange Tree ‘Washington Navel’ Pak Choi green Passiflora exoniensis - Exoniensis Passionflower Passiflora mollissima - Banana Passionfruit Passionfruit ‘Nellie Kelly’ Passiflora edulis Pea - Greenfeast Peach ‘Anzac’ - Prunus persica Peach ‘Suncrest’,Semi Dwarf -Prunus persica Peacharine - (nectarine x peach) Peanut ‘Virginia’ – Arachis hypogaea Pear ‘Williams Bon Chretien’ – Pyrus communis Pear Tree ‘Sensation’ Petroselinum crispum – Parsley, Curled seed, GP (2009) Phytolacca americana - American pokeweed Pigeon Pea – Cajanus cajan syn. Cajanus indicus Pinus pinea - Stone Pine Plum ‘KingBilly’ – Prunus domestica Plum ‘Angelina’ - Prunus domestica Plum ‘Mariposa’ - Prunus domestica Plum ‘Satsuma’ - Prunus domestica Plum cot – (plum x apricot) Polygonum odoratum – Vietnamese Mint Potatoes – ‘Dutch Cream’ Potatoes – ‘Nicola’ Potatoes – ‘Spunta’ Potatoes - crisp Psidium cattleianum - Strawberry Guava Psidium guajava – Cream Guava Punica granatum – Pomegranate Purple Podded Bean - Dolichos lablab Purslane - Portulaca Quinoa - Chenopodium quinoa Radicchio 'Palla Rossa' Raspberry - cross of many species in the Rubus genus mainly in the subgenus Idaeobatus Raspberry "Heritage" Raspberry “Tulllameen” Red Aztec Spinach - Chenopodium berlandieri ssp. nuttaliae, Red Currant - Ribes rubrum Red Onion – ‘Early Californian Red’ Red Shallots (10 Bulbs) - Allium cepa Rhodomyrtus tomentose - Ceylon Hill Gooseberry Ribes x nidigrolaria – Jostaberry Rose Apple – Eugenia jambos, (formally Syzygium) Rosmarinus officinalis – Rosemary Rosmarinus officinalis 'Prostratus' Rubus idaeus – Raspberry ‘Tulameen’ Rue – Ruta graveolens Rumex crispus - Yellow Dock. Similar acting to Dandelion Saffron Crocus Salvia officinalis – Sage Santalum acuminatum – quangdong Santalum spicatum Shallot ‘PicadorF1’ Sichuan Pepper - Zanthoxylum piperitum Snake Vine - Vigna unguiculata Snow Pea ‘Yakumo’ - Pisum sativum Soy Bean Ebay Spaghetti Squash Spinach ‘Monnopa’ – Spinacia oleracea Spondias cytherea or Spondias dulcis – Ambarella Sprouts – not sure what, possibly fenugreek Squash ‘White Scallop’ - Cucurbita pepo Strawberries – Fragaria x Ananassa Sweet Corn ‘Hawaiian’ Sweet Marjoram – Origanum majorana hortensis Tansy – Tanacetum vulgare Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis Thornless Loganberry - Rubus loganobaccus (R. idaeus 'Red Antwerp' blackberry x R.ursinus - Raspberry) Tomato - Lycopersicon esculentum – ‘Brandywine’ Tomato - Lycopersicon esculentum -‘Roma’ Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa sp, GEblack plastic pot, keeps moving around dead Turmeric / Tumeric - Curcuma domestica Unknown tuber – prob ginger edible? Vaccinium corymbosum – Highbush Blueberry ‘Blue Rose’ Vanilla - Vanilla planifolia Vigna radiate - Mung Bean Viola labradorica Watercress – Nasturtium aquaticum Watermelon ‘Cream of Saskatchewan’ – Citrullus lanatus Watermelon ‘Moon and Stars’ - Citrullus vulgaris White Currant- Ribes glandulosum Witloof Yacon - Smallanthus sonchifolius Yarrow Achillea Yukina - Savoy Cabbage- Brassica juncea Zucchini ‘Black’ - Cucurbita pepo Zucchini ‘GreenSkin’ - Cucurbita pepo Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia p3 NEXT Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 , P2, P3

The staff at Bunnings and Harvey Norman steal from young females – they are targeted, entrapped and preyed upon, they are followed home, and are harassed by staff (no conviction). 20 years of harassment at Gunnedah. I literally need someone to housesit my house whenever I go into town so nothing gets stolen. I call them the Bunnings Bimbos - they would have stolen about $10000 worth of stuff over a 10yr period. BTW, I would have spent about $40000, instore in that time (I am not a shoplifter, I Life Stories P14 1. This is the kind of thing that I Dream about – Double Saunas I always wondered; as when I was in my 20’s, I lived in a block of units briefly, that had a sauna in it, as I was sitting there soaking in the heat, I thought what an earth is the point of this?? I am now in my 40s, and I know exactly what the point of a sauna is - oh my aching joints! Saunas are for older people who have painful joints/muscles/bones, due to being ‘very active’, in their younger days. I definatly can feel the relief after I have had a sauna (I purchased a tent sauna from ebay – it’s pretty crap, but there is still that intense heat in it – still painful to sit or stand up from the small chair, I have arthritis in my knees, and the heat does not work on my knees.) I assume people in their 40’s who experience stiff muscles/joints/bones are that way due to being over worked when younger, which I did on the farm, although I notice I react to cold weather adversely, and a sauna is perfect for that in winter. I am not 100% sure why I have an adverse reaction to the cold, I suspect it is virus related. Oh, and all my life, just before big rain events I get, (or used to get, since I have put on weight in my 40’s, this has stopped) but at those times, my legs, and just my legs, used to really ache -it was always a good rain indicator. Good thing I lived in Gunnedah where it didn’t rain much. Living in Sydney, in a cement unit – not good . But also, saunas are for younger people in their 20’s and 30’s; ones who have just endured hard arduous activity, like an athlete or labourer…. it is rumoured, (they strongly suspect), that after hopping in a sauna in those times, will possibly stop the future aches and pains related to strenuous exertions and older age. So, by the time your late 40’s and 50’s come, you still will not experience aches and pains, due to those saunas. I suspect a cold treatment after a hot sauna would improve the outcome even more. So, if you do work that involves really straining your muscles, and your left feeling totally exhausted after doing it; that is the ideal time to hop in a sauna and possibly cool dip afterwards. I found it a little strange that people haven’t cottoned onto this factor before now. Basically, every home should have a sauna! Or, who wouldn’t want robots to do all the hard yakka, get them to take over your job - don’t be scared, robots are a good thing! It so happens that the squishy squashy block of units (actually an old motel) that I’ve had to move into, (don’t get me started on how small the bathroom is), has got a room underneath it, with stairs that go down from the outside; this room has been used for storage. It is currently used for a “furnished apartment”, so if a renter doesn’t want a “furnished” unit, the handyman takes it all out and stores it downstairs. Poor Merv! From where I am standing though; what a waste of space, considering how squishy squashy the above upstairs space is. It is my desire to turn the downstairs room into a spa and sauna room!! J And note, in the above photo , the bathroom shows 2 saunas in the 1 one bathroom, with 2 heat sources; so, one heat is a dry heat with infrared sauna, and the other a moist heat with steam. This I feel, is essential to healthy living! Plus, I’m not sure why all homes in Australia have bathrooms that are soooo small. The bathroom needs to be at least the same size as the main master bedroom, in my opinion. It’s room to use regularly and it’s an area where you need a lot of space to wave towels around and flick hair about. (My hair is 94cm, long J) 2. Belle of the Ball I am whingeing about people who jump on other woman because she looks the best in the group. Someone told me this happens in the movie industry, where a little starlet puts on a dress that looks like it’s $1 million dress, and apparently, she hasn’t had a career big enough to wear such a fabulous dress - so she gets pounced on by jealous bitchy women. I can imagine that happens, but have not personally ever known any starlets that this has happened too, I think. I only have my experience, and it has definitely happened quite a few times. Being someone who can sew and is interested in fashion (albeit my own personal fashions!) I would often create dresses that were a little bit wow, possibly I wasn’t the “belle of the ball type, I only knew how to look like the “belle of the ball” type, should I wish. One dog girl told me I was actually not pretty enough to wear a fabulous dress. Such are their bimbo ways. Although as I got older it wasn’t really too much of an issue, but I found when I was young it was definitely an issue, especially around mothers not wanting to see other little girls shine in a pretty dress. I know I love seeing women in fabulous party dresses, you won’t see me shunning anyone for looking good! Keep them coming starlets!! 3. We can see your garden on Google Maps I Love Google Maps!! Love it Love it. I spend a bit of time on Google Maps, because it’s brilliant, it gives you a total birdseye view of Australia, like what I have never seen before. Any street you want to look up, there it is, in full colour vision - it’s amazing. In my seed business, every time I send off a seed order, I look up the buyers postal address on Google Maps, and check out their street. I have a wide and varied array of customers from all areas and businesses of Australia. While there are plenty of good “leafy” streets, every now and then, I come across a street which is what I could only describe as “hopeless”, with no trees on the median strip, and no gardens in people’s front yards, often - the whole street is “hopeless”! You know, the people who live in those street are absolutely clueless about how to live, they have absolutely no pride or joy about where they live and planet Earth, and those streets are an eyesore, and people who live in that street ought to be ashamed of it is bear ugliness. EXCEPT ofcourse, with the exception of the one person who ordered seeds from me, and who is going to start to make a difference, by putting in a garden - so Kudo‘s to them. And, no doubt, that one person hopefully will inspire the rest of the street, as I have noticed often is the case. I personally feel anyone who does not garden, has some things wrong with them, because a fully healthy person, embracing life, in Australia, would have a garden. Its mentally healthy. A healthy mind requires nature. So, improve the state of your mind with gardening, hop to it! Have you seen Mount Everest lately and how many people attempt to climb it? I saw a documentary; They’ve got a whole town now at the base of Everest, because of all the hordes of people who want to clime it - now in my opinion, that’s a waste of time! If you want to boost your self-esteem, start gardening, physically challenging if you want I that way, and way more beautiful!. By the way, now they’ve got like ladders and handrails crossing the gorges, I mean what’s next, handrails up the whole side! I remember writing about how, of all the farms I have lived on since childhood, and the many people‘s homes on farms that I have visited, over the years, in rural areas, NONE of them, really took gardening very seriously, certainly no one would pay to have their garden landscaped, or invest in fancy hybrid plants - mmm maybe I can think of only 1. But looking back, I can’t think of any, even, that had a vegetable patch (except ours). No time, thought or design went into a garden on a farm. It was like farmers and their wives kind of snubbed gardening, wanting to aspire their farm to only “a place of work”. {When really too busy breeding multiple little farming brats}. And what, are they ‘government pleasers’? I think it’s the government who do not like people gardening, they think it a waste of time when you could be working and making money for them via taxes. Some farmers are so anti-nature that it is incredible that they are living in a country area. It’s really a joke I mean those kinds of people other people, should be living in the city, not working a rural farm with trees and grasses around! I guess not having neighbours, there was no thoughts of “keeping up appearances” when it comes to the front yard, like so many intown people do - my previous landlord who lived in town only did gardening for the sake of maintaining a certain look in the street, which I, being a gardener, and lover of nature, found really odd, because gardening is such a wonderful experience, and so rewarding, once things really start to take off, it’s a way to really embrace life. And farmers, who are surrounded by so much land, with usually largish homesteads and big backyards, (usually plenty of bore water too) - there’s really no excuse not to garden. I find it strange how they wouldn’t want to garden. This photo from Google maps is a business in Gunnedah. The front waterwise garden, has just 2 varieties of plants in it, (Purple Fountain Grass and BottleBrush) - yet look how well it works. No water, no maintenance, just good-looking nature! Too easy. 4. Followed Around by Mongrel Dirt Bikers all over Australia - PISS OFF you coward Followed Around by Mongrel Dirt Bikers all over Australia - PISS OFF you coward When I was living at Gin Gin kookaburra Park, (2019-2022) there was some idiot that used to drive outside my house on the highway on a motorbike, I think it was a dirt bike - in the evenings, around 5pm. They would drive back and forth, for about ½ hour or until they got bored of doing it. So, the following year, I’ve been at my new address, 700km away from Gin Gin, for 7 months, but, yesterday, again, there is some idiot, I would say – THE SAME ONE, driving back-and-forth on a motorbike, outside my unit. Being a total nuisance. And no doubt this is still the same idiot that used to drive around in Gunnedah – they are stalking me across the country, they should be shot. Can you please tell me why the police haven’t done anything about this imbecile? Following me around, harassing me via revving bike noises. It’s not acceptable behaviour. Why should I had to put up with that? I don’t know who is the person doing it, they don’t know me either. I have my suspicions, and that is my little brothers friends from school: Heath Barwick and or Shannon Bree, neither of who I have spoken to since I was 18, 31 years ago, and back then only once or twice briefly, we are not friends in any way. Whoever it is, is a moron, they should be dealt with in society by the powers that be, the police, and not let loose, annoying the crap out of the whole neighbourhood; just because I live in the vicinity. The police do fuck all about it. Update, at another location in 2025, – still with annoying dirt bike people disturbing the peace and polluting the air. {I saw Shannon Bree’s Facebook profile; he is still in Gunnedah and has 2 kids now! So probably not him still!!}. There was some twit mother complaining on FB that someone called the police on her son who was dirt biking on the beach (I’m like HOORAY someone called the police!). So, I think they have stopped doing that, and they’ve moved down to the mangroves somewhere (?) its illegal to ride or drive on the beach up here. But I can here that annoying revving from a mile off. I hate to think about all the poor wildlife nearby. It is outrageous that society puts up with dirt bikers. Activity for Australian stupid Bogan; dirtbiking in the bush. What’s wrong with you all. This is not the 80’s anymore. People are way more conscious of nature and of how to raise a child so they do not automatically live their life in REBELLION mode. Dirt bikers are 100% complete prick-ism. Photos above are examples from online, those are not the ones following me about, I don’t think! 5. My first lot of Carob Powder – Yum Originally I had here a photo, of a jar of carob powder. It was titled “my first lot of carob powder”. I had grown a few carob trees from seed. They had grown over the 10 years, and produced fruit. I had harvested, and processed them into carob powder. I had made a carob sauce and had it with some vanilla ice cream; it was bloody delicious. And I was intent on making some more the following season. (Although it’s definitely not a chocolate substitute, doesn’t really compare to chocolate, but it has its own merritt.) I didn’t include the photo, because well you know, it’s just a jar of carob powder. You know what it looks like. But little did I know, that unfortunately, it was my first and last batch of carob powder, since I was forced to re-locate. And nobody else in Australia, it seems, grows their own fruit trees - it’s quite bizarre. 6. Earliest Memory My earliest memory was when I was 16 months old. I was perched on mums hip in the kitchen at our brief home in Naremburn, in Sydney. I can still remember dad, and he looked much younger back then, still a boy. He was having mustard in his sandwich, and he undid the mustard jar, and put the mustard under my nose, and said “here Emily, smell this, get a big whiff”, so me being a very trusting and sweet, vulnerable child, took as big a whiff, as a 16mnth old possibly could. Little did I know! Mustard is extremely strong, and a 16mnth old definitely cannot handle mustard! I started seeing yellow spots, and I almost fainted! -just from the smell! Dad thought it was hilarious. So that was my earliest memory. Above shown is one of my Ribbon Ring Wind Catchers, for sale on Etsy for $100 – my ribbon supplier is a new website, so I am not sure if they are retailers or wholesalers, they seem to be retailers, given the price of a reel of ribbon ($18), but according to google, they are the cheapest I can find, so must be both retailer and wholesaler. Maybe I am just getting old, things seem to be outrageously priced these days. 7. Deliberate Windscreen Chip Attack of War I’m pretty sure they’ve got a BB gun that puts chips in windscreens. Actually, they’re called airguns according to wiki, and they are designed to fire metal pellets in a controlled manner. A REAL THING. So, I’ve mentioned on my blog before, I have a fake ambulance car that keeps driving out in front of my place and putting their fake sirens on (well, real siren, but fake reason – whenever I cook a Slow Cooked Brisket, they do it). So, an ambulance was in front of me one day whilst I was driving to Bundaberg (although this one did look real) and I received a chip in the windscreen, and I was at least 20m behind the ambulance, and another reason why I think it was deliberate, was because there was also a whole heap of people in this kind of remote area; parked on the side of the road of where it happened, it’s just a feeling I’ve got, and I’m pretty sure this is what happened. Possibly Gin Gin Police was responsible, in retaliation of me putting in a complaint about Sharon Morgan, and her incompetence regarding her knowledge of tenancy laws. Or possibly it could’ve been because I was moving from Gin Gin, and so the ambulance drivers would suddenly be out of work, because someone literally pays them to drive up and down my house to beep - some idiot. However after writing this, guess what has just driven up past my house 3 times in the past 24 hours with sirens blazing. So, I am lifting the veil on yet another car industry sector who obtains business from people in an illegal manner. (They also mess around with the lights on your dash, with the light lighting up, indicator there’s a problem, when in actual fact there is no problem, but they can hack into your cars computer, and put the problem lights on. Then the local mechanic intern, charges you to fix the problem, when in fact there was no problem in the first place, in my case, DOGS WHO DO NOT MIND THEIR OWN business, wanted me to go there to get it serviced because I was late with my service, obviously all responsible should be shot. SHOT HOORAY. And I guess while I’m at it, I’ll also mention computer nerds do it as well, by telling you, you have virus and malicious software, when you are tricked into calling a fake business number, and then tell you, you have to go to your local computer person and get the problem fixed, when actually there’s no problems at all. (Canon). Oh, and certain car people will also try to create accidents where you are at fault, for the same reason, to try to conjure business for local mechanics. Plus, I reversed into an iron bark in my last week there at Gin Gin, causing a whole lot of damage to the tray, which needs to be fully replaced. And whilst I did it, I know I was distracted by neighbours with intent to make me crash into that ironbark. THEY ARE ALL DODGY. So, back to my chip story, he said $85.00, but $80 if I pay cash – at the time he didn’t have any change for $90 so he said I can have it for $70. I phoned around for cheapest quote too, but I am pretty sure Telstra just put me through to DOGS, as all the other quotes were around $300 (as if, that’s more expensive than a new windscreen) So, I booked it in and went there, however, I’m still not entirely sure I got my bang for my buck, the local windscreen guy at Sarina, did say that the silicon went into the cracks – see there is 2. (When I got the quote, first time, he said there was 3, but there is definatly only 2). And to me, it looks like he only did 1 chip, plus, after its repaired, its not actually meant to be visible, or maybe only slightly, but my chips pretty much look the same now as before. I’m thinking it might be better to purchase the $30 kit and do it yourself, like on youtube. The guy did stop midway through the procedure to talk to his mate who turned up on a Harley Davidson, who then rode off, beeping - a little game that old man seem to like to play these days; if you ask any questions, they think you lose, idiots. So, the windscreen guy may have got distracted, and decided that it didn’t really matter if he did a half assed job. Maybe they just can’t handle double chips. 8. Some Little Bitch Harassing me re-Fake Speeding Ticket Some Little Bitch Harassing me re-Fake Speeding Ticket This person was deliberatley trying to terrorize me!! It was involving letters left in my mail locker that I had just collected at Kookaburra Park mail lockers, from the QLD traffic speeding department (not addressed to me), but trying to trick me re speeding fines. (I had driven up to Gladstone the week before, again, re my car window glazing, as NO-ONE IN BUNDABERG would do it. Arsholes. 2hr trip up there. Then back – on their dodgy HWY. I’m pretty sure that’s the person who moved me with MOVE-IT RELOCATIONS AND STORAGE TAMWORTH – or is pretending to be them? Same car? Photo shows big black dual cab beasty Ute This is not the first-time bitches have tried to “fear monger’ I notice it is an ongoing thing, one of the dogs favourite game. Lucky I am not a fearful person (their main motivation, I expect, btw “why aren’t you afraid! fear me!”) so they just keep going, trying trying trying….lol. It’s not about respect (I knew I was right about that, thanks very much). And surprising how many women drive those big beasty Utes. After I wrote this, my stupid blonde neighbour tried to the same after I had driven up to Mackay. Such stupidity. She is still ‘fake beeping’ btw, by scraping her chair on the wooden floor, waking also the person on the other side of me too, and the other side of her. See, again it’s true; other woman are incapable of respecting anyone but themselves. 9. Rainbow Bee-eater Nature is always pleasantly surprising me. Many times, now there have been incidences which I felt have not been coincidental. This bird was one of them . Back in 2006, I was specifically looking to take photos of birds, so I could use them in my digital artwork collage, and sure enough as soon as I went out into the garden, there suddenly was this honeyeater, a very rare bird for the area, you would be very lucky to see one of these. I certainly have never seen one before that day, or since in fact, but there he was on the fence right outside the door. Showing off his beautiful coloured feathers. Perfect! (If only my camera and photographic skill, was on pare!). 10. Halloween 2020 All the terrorists are out and about!! Oct 31st. Last night, well, this morning, at about 4am, I saw a whole row or weird moving lights in the sky, now I know why, Halloween in American (Halloween is American tradition your fools, not Australian.) I got a photo. I think Terrorists know what they do best and see Halloween as perfect opportunity to wreak havoc. (Terrorists learn how to Terrorize mostly in schools by teachers, sometimes parents/older siblings, but mostly it’s the public-school system to blame for Terrorists). Well, if there’re doing and thinking about this, then least, they are not stealing from me. Give me back my Loofa’s your stupid maniac non thinking dogs. Actually I think my landlord stole all my luffas – sicko blonde dog. 11. Why do I have long hair Yesterday at the Chiro, I was asked how long had I been growing my hair, and this triggered my thoughts back to the last time I went to the hairdressers; and it was at least 20 yrs ago, in the mid 1990s, and, I recall, the salon charged me $90 for a haircut! - it was just a cut, a shampoo, and a blow-dry style, $90!! even as a young 22 or-so yr old, I knew I was being stolen from as I was handing over my money. I mean, what was I meant to do, that’s how much they said it was. So, I decided that I would never ever go to the hairdressers ever again! And now I have butt length hair! (Actually the real reason I keep it long, is because I like to feel it on my back, it’s just a nice pleasing experience having soft hair brushing on your skin! Although this only happens when I wash it, but not long after it’s dried I always put it in a plait, otherwise it’s too unmanageable, and too hot, and gets too many tangles). Also, yesterday when I was in Bundaberg, the physiotherapist at Friendlies tried to get me to pay $79 for a lymphoedema stocking, which I absolutely didn’t need. And the girl at ‘the art of waxing’ wanted me to pay $22 because I turned up at the time that she later said was incorrect, even though I had copied and pasted the time from the schedule that I had just made previously into my calendar from the online appointment booking, so I knew I was there at exactly the right time, but she went ahead and charged my credit card anyway, because the app took my details, so now I’ve gotta go through CBA and put in a claim to get my $22 back. I mean blatant theft is going on amongst women in Bundaberg, in fact women everywhere, same with women overcharging me in Gunnedah, and often not just small amounts (but that does happen) but cocky amounts like overcharging by $100. I really had it up to here and beyond with THIEVING WOMEN, and it’s always women, by the way, I’ve never had this problem when dealing with a man who is in charge, so I say get rid of women out of the workplace, they’re nothing but a bunch of thieves (I did end up seeing a lovely girl (at Beauty By Amber-Lee, at Nailed to Perfection) who did my legs on spur of the moment thing yesterday, and she undercut everybody else in Bundaberg by $5, and was fast and professional, thank you thank you - every now and again you get surprised). I’m sure now that I’ve written about this, I’m going to have a whole spate of male shopkeepers stealing from me, and Amber-Lee is going to be booked out for all eternity in the future! I did – via sneaky aquarium people – certain online shops in cahoots with locals, devise plans to ensnare ‘victims’. 12. The Calling of Nature One of my earliest memories is my grandmother‘s house in Beecroft, Sydney, NSW, Australia. She had this amazing huge backyard, with a little creek running through it, and 3 giant Weeping Willows, plus a little wooden bridge over the creek. I may have been just able to walk, I was very young, and I was allowed to wander off into this garden on my own, and I absolutely loved it. Can still remember that bridge and willows, plus the shade they created. So, my love for gardening was something that was born in me, and I recognised nature from a very young age. Oooh, I’d do anything to have a little creek, weeping willow and a little wooden bridge in my garden today! {Side bar; current unit has a little creek out the back! Plus one of my past rentals was near a river, with then weeping willows – unfortunatley some gung-ho Landcare volunteers have removed all the stunning weeping willows from the Naomi River L - you know, sometimes exceptions can be made.}. Such fond memories. I find this true in life in fact - what we do when we’re young, is something we have a keen interest in later as an adult. So, it’s important for parents to make sure their child is being stimulated in numerous ways, so they can have things to feel passionate about later on. Like if you garden as a child, then you’ll probably have a garden when you’re an adult, or if you did a lot of cooking with your mum, then you’ll probably do a lot of cooking as an adult, maybe even become a chef. Perhaps if you played with trucks, you’ll become a truckdriver!! lol By the way that place no longer exists, there has been a big highway built through Beecroft. I found a photo on Google Maps showing the creek (Devlins Creek) running through the Beecroft Reserve, and Chilworth Reserve. There is a Beecroft – Cheltnam track that runs through the Reserves. – Still, a little peace of paradise J 13. Housing Concerns in Australia The image above shows a typical house in any given street in any town across Australia, side by side to a beautiful house across the ocean, in Berlin. Now, I do not know if all the housing across Berlin have this high standard, but mmm, Australia, sometimes can be so embarrassing. I was wondering whether I should put this up or not. I didn’t want to sound snobby, but I feel like Australians in general, don’t place an importance on housing, and it often doesn’t really stem from lack of money. I know plenty of well-to-do people who live in a house just like this one, and give no thought to the general aesthetics or functionality. They could well spend more in those areas. Plus, Australia is a fairly wealthy country, but it spends all its money on council roadworks, in the pretence of ‘maintain roads’, but really in the ‘aid and abetment’ of unemployment young husbands, to keep the wives happy. Seriously. So wasteful. That money could be well better spent on buildings. (I am not addressing anyone on low income that obviously can’t afford a triple glazed windowfront on their home). In fact, that’s why I feel like I can say something about substandard homes, its my duty, as I’m not some hoity-toity rich architecture, or architecture’s clients, who is making these demands. Although I have noticed most homes in any typical suburb across Australia, has not 1 or 2 cars parked at their address, but more, some, {by some I mean a lot more}, have 5 cars parked at their address, 5! So the proverbial house and garage, no longer exists- we need a ‘5 car garage’ at each address!! I think I’ve mentioned this before, but; homes ‘stand’ for generations. Generation after generation. You don’t want to be building slum houses of the future, you want to make sure that the house you build today, stands strong against the houses built in tomorrow’s future. 14. Councils - COME ON I’ve come to the conclusion that councils are either another ‘root of all evil’ institutes in Australia or completely clueless and incompetent. They seem to be so busy fighting and scheming ways to steal money from people, how to be bossy, bitchy, disrespectful and intimidating, in the pursuit of money and power, that they have neglected their whole point. One thing they should have got on about doing 20 years ago, is the planting of a whole heap of fruit and nut trees in public areas. I mean there should be literally thousands of fruit and nut trees growing all over Australia; in parks, along streets, in roundabouts and so forth. This is to encourage a good sense of community and to make sure no-one goes hungry, not to mention good vibes from aesthetic appeal and saving the planet! Imagine if you drove into town, and there at the very first roundabout you come across was a huge avocado tree laden with fruit, then at the other 5 as you past them on your way, same thing, what a good feeling this creates. I guess I should give special commendations to Tamworth Council for planting a whole Avenue of Plane trees down the main Street (Peel Street) it is a real pleasure driving down Peel Street now, it used to be so hot in summer, and now it’s beautiful shady lush and green. And it was only one or two years of bushy greenery at eyelevel, until the trees got a bit bigger 😁 Albeit too bad those hoity council women still have not quite an evolved into excepting Australiana flora, and ‘safe resorted’ to a famous London tree (that doesn’t even bear edible fruit). If I had my choice of tree, it would either be a densely packed avenue of Eucalyptus leucoxylon, or an avenue of avocados! I say special commendations to them, because I have been down quite a few main streets, in different towns where there has been no attempt at all to plant any trees. They have no hesitation in putting in fancy brickwork, but when it comes to tree planting, dismal - there needs to be way more. Plus, why restrict trees to just the main street? Way more streets need avenues of trees - all of them, infact. Each home has a nature strip in front of the house, there’s no excuse not to plant it out. And these days Councils are more lax about what you can do, take advantage of green times, and do what you want with your little piece of crown land! Oh, and I know Bundaberg Council has implemented a 1 million tree target. That is, they want 1 million trees planted this year, and they are doing it by offering to 2 free trees to anyone who wants one, at the local Landcare nursery. Bravo to them, why not make it 5 free, and include shrubs on the list! See my collection of good edible street trees - a collage 15. List of Real Estates who need Naming and Shaming So, this is just a pretty little collage, with Real Estate fascard, where I’ve had to deal with absolutely clueless young rental girls. (These ones I’ve listed, have been absolutely abhorrent, it hasn’t just been a situation where I’ve been chuffed off with the conversation - I mean these ones have been truly revolting in their disrespect and stupidity.) I have to do something about the naive little bitchy girls at work at Real Estate agents. Most of these girls are completely clueless about the nature of people, particularly clueless about the imbalance of power in a tenant/landlord situation, and how people in positions of power will abuse that power. I could site off here heaps of disgraceful things that landlords have done, but if you’ve been reading my blog, you’ll already have a general jist, and I don’t feel like I should have to write them all down again here, just to prove my point. If you want to know what they do - go and read the rest of my blog. But 2 in Melbourne have a whole other photostory dedicated to them as they were so DISGUSTING - Those little 2 girls know perfectly well who they are. AND Prime, or was it Netflix, put them on a show, and sent me those 2 stupid little girls, now married with kids living in mansion – I think they were trying to make me jealous – little did the know, that the very worst thing I can possibly imagine, would be to be like those STUPID girls – so, not jealous thanks very much, more like relieved and reminded, as I know I am not like those stupid common girls. And by the way, wouldn’t a group on Facebook talking about disgraceful things landlords do, be a good idea. Yes, Emily it would! There was one more in Bundaberg, I think, I can’t quite remember which one now. And there was two in Melbourne, from 20 years ago, so I definitely can’t even remember even the street name that they were on, but there were two of them, opposite each other, somewhere near Preston/Coburg/Reservoir, and I would’ve been able to see them on Google Maps, except they weren’t listed, and I bet they weren’t closedown - I bet Google Maps has blocked them from me, so I don’t name them. I’ve mentioned before they can block websites, they can manipulate the Google searches, and they can also do it on Google Maps - their intention is to try and save the bimbo bitches who work at such places. I’ve seen them do this before on Google Maps (a Jewellery business in Tamworth, which is still there operating), and today I’ve seen it again. Since I’ve only recently, started taking photos and recording names, of everyone I encounter, I unfortunately can’t name and shame them all. Schizophrenic zombie: Louise Aguirre, Nutrien Harcourts McCathies, 262 Queen Street, Ayr (They call Schizophrenic now “Psychosis susceptibility syndrome” !! lol, lol!!. Why not just call it “the stupid disease”. Wakey Wakey.} Anyway, I believe those rural Nutrien people are just plain bullies – no diseases affecting their choices. 16. Rental Bitches from Melbourne Harassing me Warning; I was absolutely livid, at the time, when I was dog attacked by these two dog girls. This story is going to reflect how upset, stressed, angry and fuming mad I was (and still am because I have an excellent memory) So, when I was a student in Melbourne, I had to find somewhere to live (with my four cats) OMG the Real Estate rental bitches such a huge problem. I can’t believe how revolting those little girls were. Did they not grow up with any morals or ethics? Why am I so often constantly left feeling like I’m better than other women because of their revolting bully nature? {you know, I do not need to have it reiterated time and time again!!} Anyway, after a huge negative ordeal, I was given a rental guy instead of the typical rental girl, from a different Real Estate, who found me a place no problems at all and of course it didn’t matter if I had pets. Plus, also thank goodness, there was another ‘normal’ girl from another different Real Estate (lovely tall Blondie) who found me even a better spot with lovely new hardwood floors. So, I did find somewhere to live in the end. But I’m pretty sure those two revolting stupid bitch ethnic girls from Melbourne, who belong to two different Real Estate agencies that were across the street from one another (can’t remember name, otherwise I would name and shame big time); and were friends, would have their bitchy routine down pat between one another, a tag game, praying on and ganging up on younger girls looking for somewhere to stay (who had pets). BTW, pets weren’t even the main issue with those two girls, they just wanted to jump on any problem they could possibly find - it was a total cat and mouse game for them. Stupid bimbos. Just revolting creatures, and I’m pretty sure they follow me around and put on fake listings for rentals; those two stupid bitches; fuck off get a life, and you are not fit for the workplace. Oh, and making a reality fake tv show and airing it on Netflix with you showing yourself living in a big mansion, – does not make you a winner – you little revolting stupid bitches. And shame on DOGS playing SIDES. And by the way; rental Real Estate rule makers, who I know will be reading my story; can’t you see how young and stupid the rental girls are? You need to make sure you don’t have these stupid nazi anal rules, so that little girls can’t get a hold of, and sink their teeth into, like a dog with a bone. Of course, I am of the belief that there should be no discrimination when it comes to pets, if they lose their Bond, then lose their bond. But mostly so long as there is no carpet, then it is usually fine. At the moment 95% of all listings will not allow any pets at all, which is absolutely disgusting and encourages “full on bitch wars” by stupid little girls just like those two. So do something about its Rental Rule Makers. 17. My rental farmhouse - 10yrs here at Rangari, near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia I am a Gardner, this place had heaps of water, I struck gold!! (2009, 12mnths after I moved in) Landlord References - Hey sleeping Beauty real estate girl, when I was living on David and Brendas farm, I had 365 small items stolen from me 1 x 1 over 10 years ($10000 worth of stuff). I suspect my landlord and neighbours were stealing from me; and yet you want a reference from him? You silly little girl, you are clueless about the nature of people, and people in positions of power. And, while I am at it; When selling a house to prospective new owners, the Realtor doesn’t say; “and this house, when you purchase it, comes with the family down the road -you must adopt them as your own family and spend a great amount of time with them too.” I mean really, it’s just too absurd isn’t it? but that’s the reality a Renter faces. It seems (in my experience) if the neighbours don’t like you, or if you don’t want to descend yourself into the landlord’s family -then your slyly cast out. I mean there are other various reasons why a renter has to move on - in my experience, it’s always personal, and common sense and human decency gets thrown out the window. The rules that apply in the workplace, like you can’t just fire someone because you don’t like them, (you have to have a valid reason, and you have to give proper notification so they have a chance to rectify the situation) - there are laws to protect workers. But not if you’re a Renter, there is no protection at all, everything has a loophole. Don’t get me started on house maintenance (or lack thereof by landlords) not to mention thieving landlords who have the key, and then there’s the general abuse of power and lying that goes on too.... And, read this: Quiet Enjoyment Under a General Tenancy Agreement (Lease) (form18a). Part 19 states (2) The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor's agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises. -this brief paragraph is about the only 2 stipulations in the whole monumental fine print of a standard lease, that favours the tenant. I have had 3 landlords that have done just the opposite to that. I defiantly consider stealing / pettytheft, and banging/tapping excessive sounds or car revving, to be a detrimental interruption of the peace. By the way, that house above was a kit home, or prefabricated. Built on site in the 1980’s. aside from general costcutted features, I will just mention here, the windowsills; on the inside, instead of being typical windowsill sized, they had cost-cutted those long timber (should I say craft wood) lengths to be narrow, so when I moved in, my cat jumped up to the window, as he usually did before, to sit on the windowsill, but he fell off again, as it was too narrow. I’m putting in a little protest here, on behalf of my cat! We want proper windowsills thank you. 18. My Address is None of Your Business When it was noted and obvious that retailers were stealing from me, the police advised me to not give out my address to any retailer, or anyone infact, including Doctors, Hire centers, car dealerships/rentals….… Now this is not as easy as it seems, if you start paying attention, basically EVERYBODY asks for your address, and of course if you shop online, it’s a must. So, I have had to obtain a postal address that doesn’t include my home address, which is an expensive nuisance. But I still wanted to write this because the amount of people that don’t need my address, but still insist that they have it, so they can put it on their invoice, is ridiculous. You know receptionists and secretaries; A lot of forms that I have to fill out, were often written many years ago. Just because the form requests an address, doesn’t mean you actually need it. 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 I want to show an example of oppression, as most people don’t actually know that they’re op-pressed. It is oppression that leads to war. Once I was living on a farm on a lawyers property, he still lives there with his partner, and her kids from previous marriage, and his kids from previous marriage. (problems already) The lawyers house was just down the paddock from my house. I was planting trees on his property, he was a ‘native tree person’ too (unusual for Gunnedah) The section where I was planting was on the other side of the fence, near my house, was electrified. So, as I was going in an out and planting/tree guarding/ watering, over some days/ weeks, I just switched it on/off the fence in that time, especially since there were no cows in that paddock -he did rotation farming. But the next thing you know there were cows being moved around, the landlord and his partner were hooning around, and they could have realised that the electric fence wasn’t on and asked me about it; I told them I had switched it off due to the tree planting, but unbeknownst to me it wasn’t just the fence line where the trees were, that particular power box did the whole rest of the farm, and so ‘apparently’ some cows got out onto their driveway and it caused a big problem for them, (the kind of people they would think that this is a monstrous problem, practically the end of the world), so he was really angry at me, chastising me so forth, even though I had no idea that I had switched off the whole farms fence line. But then he told me, that he’d had seen me switch it on and off twice! so I turned around and told him well if you saw me do it why didn’t you say something? the fact that he didn’t say anything in first place was because he’s oppressed. I mean if you see a problem you have to speak out, but that’s what oppression is, if you don’t speak out. Plus it does not pay to be a pervert and watch me, does it. Although there is the possibility, in retrospect, he pretended that the cows got out in the first place (as I did not see any out of the paddock, and I looked) but he just wanted to use the situation as fuel, to chastise and go on a power trip. Because it gets worse, he thought that I was deliberately sabotaging his cows, and instead of asking me about it when he saw me switch the box, instead, he stole my pliers, and angled them under my car wheel, so when I reversed, I would get a flat and I would have to pay $400 for a new tyre. What an arsehole, talk about retarded. I mean what if someone actually did make a sabotage on this guy? What would he do? I hope someone does, because fuck he’s asking for it. And note how he picks on women. I bet if I were a man, he would not have done that. Actually, I think he may have been in cahoots with another guy - Graham Kent | Job Placement Consultant at Job link Plus Gunnedah. They planned the pliers as revenge – little boys who just want to fight. (Who had hopeless bimbo mothers, for not teaching any other way, his father btw, was a doctor) I am outraged by stupid little boys who just want to fight, and they pick on single women – no man around to scare them – see how coward they are. This photo sums up that lawyer, btw, he is, I would say in his late 50’s. Photo from https://www.additudemag.com/on-their-best-behavior/ - least they are trying to help bimbo mothers. 21. Here is a sceenshot of my new Seed Shop on LocalSeeds 22. Jewish Mowing Story Area for mowing at Rangari garden , all in the yard, and all outside the yard. All that short grass area that you can see, is the area that got mown – a lot isn’t it! (although, the last 4yrs I was there – no rain, so no mowing needed) At one point in my life, I became a nanny for a Jewish family. If you’re Jewish you might be offended by what I have to say, so possibly don’t bother reading unless you have an open mind, or are smart, and or maybe wish to be slightly enlightened. So, not knowing anything about the Jewish religion, the mother gave me the basic outline of the Jews, and where they came from, as well she told me about her in-laws who went through the abhorrent Nazi concentration camps. Basically, to summarise, she said Jewish religion was based on a fight amongst the Christians. The Christians reached a point on their journey, and said ”we go this way now”, but there was a sector of the Christians who said “no, no, we go this way”. And the fight ensued, after no resolution could be thought of, the Christians went their way, and the opposing Christians went the other way, and decided that they weren’t going to be Christians any more, they were going to be called Jews! (Although when she explained it to me, she didn’t really state that the Jewish religion was based on a fight, - it’s just the big picture of what I saw that happened. Then, there was another thing. I sometimes sat down in the living room with the children and read to them. One day, I got up to a page, and it was an image of a father and son fishing, and in that in the image, was a fish in the ocean, with a caption above its head, and the caption read, (I kid you not) “pick me, pick me, I want to offer myself to you, to eat” At this point I came to the absolute conclusion, of what a scam the Jewish religion was, and how arrogant they are, how humans in general are, actually, to adopt this attitude thinking that another creature would want to sacrifice themselves for them. All living things have a basic desire and instinct to live, there are no exceptions to that rule. It’s a basic fact that all has to acknowledge. Now this is my belief about this religion, but I’m definitely not opposed to anyone who is Jewish, or who would want to practice this faith, because it doesn’t matter if the whole thing is based on a scam, what matters is what the faith can offer to people, like friendship, peace, comfort and hope. And of course I also believe that anything that a lot of people believe and think about, like as in pray for, may be conjured, for example; I didn’t know this Jewish story at the time, but one evening, I was out mowing my lawns, and I lived on a farm, and had a huge amount of lawn to mow, and as it was getting dark, I thought I’ll just keep going until my petrol runs, out which probably would be within the next five minutes, as I had not filled it up, I knew there was hardly any left. So, five minutes came and went, 10mins, 20mins, half an hour, one hour, hour and a half, two hours, finally, I ran out of fuel, and it was pretty much dark by then, but full moon. I couldn’t believe it, as I knew I had didn’t have that much petrol left, but it just kept going and going. Turns out, that particular evening, was a special day in the Jewish religion, I can’t remember exactly what I read or heard, and I can’t be bothered to look it up again, but they celebrate that day every year because in the past, at some point on this special day, they didn’t have enough money to buy candles (or something) and so the candles they had lasted all night, because they believed God gave them a miracle. So how about that! I have found in life there seems to be always a sense of humour, underlying everything! 23. Is this the woman (see photo here, I did not want to put her on my Blog) That woman with the short brown hair, looks like the woman who was following me around up here in Queensland near Gladstone and Agnes Water, she had 2 kids with her. She was present at the Benaraby nursery when they were acting dodgy and trying to overcharge me. She was also present when I handed over my iPod to a sale from Facebook at Agnes Water, who later stole $800 off my credit card via the iPod -it still had my details in it -silly me, forgot to Factory Reset – So stupid bimbo thinks automatically “steal, steal, steal, they forgot, they forgot” – SUCH STUPIDTY. You have to pay for everything bimbo.) So that woman is an Australian actress, and it is not uncommon for me to have actresses and people from the television industry, follow me around. I’m not in entirely sure why they do it, I feel it’s because they have mental health problems, as none of them have ever approached me and talked to me ever. Again, it could be someone that just looks like her, who knows. 24. Plastic Peg Graveyard in Every Backyard As a renter, I have lived in quite a few places that have had a clothesline out the back, and a whole graveyard situation going on with little bits of plastic from broken pegs lying all over the place - it’s an unsightly disaster. USE WOODEN PEGS (like I do). 25. Come on Australia, you have to use your Brain and Creativity a Little bit All in favour of changing Leichardt in Queensland‘s name, from Leichardt to Leichardty, say aye. All in favour of changing Moore Park Beach in Queensland‘s name, from Moore Park Beach, to Moorey Park Beach, say aye. Albion 4010 in Qld at (-27.433,153.044) Albion 4822 in Qld at (-21.328,142.605) Alison 2259 in NSW at (-33.266,151.400) Alison 2420 in NSW at (-32.429,151.773) Alligator Creek 4740 in Qld at (-21.320,149.218) Alligator Creek 4816 in Qld at (-19.411,146.932) Ascot 4007 in Qld at (-27.430,153.065) Ascot 4875 in Qld at (-27.826,151.997) Ascot 3364 in Vic at (-37.396,143.813) Ascot 3551 in Vic at (-36.708,144.335) Back Creek 2372 in NSW at (-28.962,151.729) Back Creek 2390 in NSW at (-30.112,150.276) Back Creek 2422 in NSW at (-31.962,152.053) Back Creek 2484 in NSW at (-28.409,153.170) Back Creek 2622 in NSW at (-35.343,149.944) Back Creek 2671 in NSW at (-33.865,147.461) Bakers Creek 2359 in NSW at (-30.325,150.996) Bakers Creek 2422 in NSW at (-31.973,152.101) Bakers Creek 2447 in NSW at (-30.827,152.715) Balmoral 2283 in NSW at (-33.046,151.579) Balmoral 2571 in NSW at (-34.303,150.515) Barry 2340 in NSW at (-31.600,151.284) Barry 2799 in NSW at (-33.647,149.267) Bellfield 3081 in Vic at (-37.753,145.038) Bellfield 3381 in Vic at (-37.225,142.489) Big Hill 3231 in Vic at (-38.478,144.008) Big Hill 3555 in Vic at (-36.836,144.230) Birnam 4285 in Qld at (-27.950,153.059) Birnam 4352 in Qld at (-27.493,151.926) Black Creek 2439 in NSW at (-31.586,152.639) Black Creek 2729 in NSW at (-35.329,148.034) Boat Harbour 2316 in NSW at (-32.784,152.110) Boat Harbour 2480 in NSW at (-28.778,153.369) Broadwater 2472 in NSW at (-29.035,153.426) Broadwater 2549 in NSW at (-36.973,149.894) Burra 2620 in NSW at (-35.559,149.224) Burra 2653 in NSW at (-35.828,148.090) Cabbage Tree Island 2430 in NSW at (-31.946,152.590) Cabbage Tree Island 2477 in NSW at (-28.981,153.457) Cannon Creek 4310 in Qld at (-28.079,152.729) Cannon Creek 4380 in Qld at (-28.606,151.874) Carrington 2294 in NSW at (-32.913,151.766) Carrington 2324 in NSW at (-32.660,152.018) Cattle Creek 4407 in Qld at (-27.676,150.799) Cattle Creek 4626 in Qld at (-25.457,151.301) Cedar Creek 2325 in NSW at (-32.838,151.172) Cedar Creek 2484 in NSW at (-28.418,153.262) Cedar Creek 4207 in Qld at (-27.840,153.184) Cedar Creek 4520 in Qld at (-27.333,152.819) Clontarf 4019 in Qld at (-27.244,153.077) Clontarf 4357 in Qld at (-27.972,151.228) Colo 2756 in NSW at (-33.416,150.807) Colo 2795 in NSW at (-33.779,149.265) Dalwood 2335 in NSW at (-32.627,151.415) Dalwood 2477 in NSW at (-28.894,153.413) Darlington 2008 in NSW at (-33.891,151.193) Darlington 2330 in NSW at (-32.559,151.161) Deep Creek 2440 in NSW at (-30.968,152.707) Deep Creek 2460 in NSW at (-29.162,152.668) Deep Creek 2469 in NSW at (-28.969,152.683) Douglas 4354 in Qld at (-27.320,151.906) Douglas 4814 in Qld at (-19.325,146.751) Dural 2158 in NSW at (-33.684,151.041) Dural 2330 in NSW at (-32.580,150.862) Elderslie 2335 in NSW at (-32.582,151.351) Elderslie 2570 in NSW at (-34.057,150.715) Ellerslie 2648 in NSW at (-33.824,142.028) Ellerslie 2729 in NSW at (-35.309,147.909) Elphinstone 4361 in Qld at (-27.983,151.892) Elphinstone 4742 in Qld at (-21.506,148.215) Enmore 2042 in NSW at (-33.900,151.171) Enmore 2350 in NSW at (-30.731,151.834) Fairy Dell 3561 in Vic at (-36.324,144.732) Fairy Dell 3875 in Vic at (-37.689,147.757) Gilberton 4208 in Qld at (-27.742,153.273) Gilberton 4871 in Qld at (-19.279,143.692) Glenroy 2640 in NSW at (-36.052,146.899) Glenroy 2653 in NSW at (-35.749,147.883) Golden Point 3350 in Vic at (-37.574,143.865) Golden Point 3451 in Vic at (-37.064,144.274) Golden Point 3465 in Vic at (-37.091,143.761) Gowrie 2330 in NSW at (-32.565,151.148) Gowrie 2340 in NSW at (-31.345,150.825) Green Hills 2365 in NSW at (-30.267,151.787) Green Hills 2730 in NSW at (-35.546,148.029) Green Point 2251 in NSW at (-33.454,151.365) Green Point 2428 in NSW at (-32.250,152.518) Greendale 2550 in NSW at (-36.585,149.862) Greendale 2745 in NSW at (-33.928,150.663) Greenlands 2330 in NSW at (-32.362,151.164) Greenlands 2631 in NSW at (-36.518,149.444) Greenmount 4359 in Qld at (-27.776,151.893) Greenmount 4751 in Qld at (-21.184,149.035) Gregory River 4660 in Qld at (-25.100,152.215) Gregory River 4800 in Qld at (-20.250,148.502) Happy Valley 3360 in Vic at (-37.728,143.596) Happy Valley 3549 in Vic at (-34.698,142.716) Highland Plains 4401 in Qld at (-27.268,151.762) Highland Plains 4454 in Qld at (-25.870,148.755) Hill Top 2575 in NSW at (-34.347,150.487) Hill Top 2628 in NSW at (-36.333,148.693) Hillgrove 2350 in NSW at (-30.612,151.968) Hillgrove 2650 in NSW at (-35.044,147.356) Hillsborough 2290 in NSW at (-32.962,151.674) Hillsborough 2320 in NSW at (-32.633,151.476) Hillside 3037 in Vic at (-37.690,144.742) Hillside 3875 in Vic at (-37.841,147.516) Huntley 2530 in NSW at (-34.498,150.736) Huntley 2800 in NSW at (-33.369,149.126) Ironpot 4610 in Qld at (-26.597,151.445) Ironpot 4701 in Qld at (-23.262,150.601) Killara 3312 in Vic at (-37.752,141.400) Killara 3691 in Vic at (-36.140,146.950) Kings Plains 2360 in NSW at (-29.602,151.413) Kings Plains 2799 in NSW at (-33.490,149.327) Kingswood 2340 in NSW at (-31.161,150.928) Kingswood 2550 in NSW at (-36.742,149.822) Kingswood 2747 in NSW at (-33.764,150.724) Lambs Valley 2335 in NSW at (-32.570,151.464) Lambs Valley 2370 in NSW at (-29.814,151.796) Lansdowne 2163 in NSW at (-33.896,150.975) Lansdowne 2430 in NSW at (-31.761,152.515) Lilli Pilli 2229 in NSW at (-34.069,151.114) Lilli Pilli 2536 in NSW at (-35.774,150.222) Lilyvale 4352 in Qld at (-27.433,151.875) Lilyvale 4723 in Qld at (-23.151,148.437) Limeburners Creek 2324 in NSW at (-32.579,151.912) Limeburners Creek 2444 in NSW at (-31.333,152.893) Long Plain 2360 in NSW at (-29.765,151.236) Long Plain 2629 in NSW at (-35.662,148.581) Long Point 2330 in NSW at (-32.565,151.121) Long Point 2564 in NSW at (-34.011,150.897) Lyndhurst 2350 in NSW at (-30.356,152.044) Lyndhurst 2797 in NSW at (-33.685,148.992) Mackenzie 4156 in Qld at (-27.540,153.129) Mackenzie 4702 in Qld at (-23.128,149.392) Maryland 2287 in NSW at (-32.880,151.662) Maryland 4377 in NSW at (-28.539,152.046) Maryvale 4370 in Qld at (-28.076,152.267) Maryvale 4703 in Qld at (-22.980,150.618) Mayfield 2304 in NSW at (-32.898,151.738) Mayfield 2540 in NSW at (-34.920,150.668) Mayfield 2580 in NSW at (-35.236,149.782) Mayfield 2787 in NSW at (-33.667,149.775) Merrijig 3723 in Vic at (-37.078,146.313) Merrijig 3875 in Vic at (-37.656,147.442) Milroy 2380 in NSW at (-31.142,150.048) Milroy 2850 in NSW at (-32.593,149.621) Mogo 2536 in NSW at (-35.794,150.102) Mogo 2850 in NSW at (-32.259,150.022) Montrose 4370 in Qld at (-28.156,151.779) Montrose 4413 in Qld at (-27.013,150.615) Moonlight Flat 3450 in Vic at (-37.062,144.246) Moonlight Flat 3465 in Vic at (-37.048,143.650) Morven 2370 in NSW at (-29.410,152.164) Morven 2660 in NSW at (-35.652,147.155) Mount Archer 4514 in Qld at (-27.001,152.663) Mount Archer 4701 in Qld at (-23.326,150.582) Mount Olive 2330 in NSW at (-32.407,151.225) Mount Olive 2787 in NSW at (-33.605,149.934) Mount Pleasant 4521 in Qld at (-27.149,152.764) Mount Pleasant 4740 in Qld at (-21.118,149.160) Myall 3533 in Vic at (-35.537,142.756) Myall 3579 in Vic at (-35.601,144.020) Nelson 2550 in NSW at (-36.668,149.958) Nelson 2765 in NSW at (-33.646,150.921) Newtown 4305 in Qld at (-27.616,152.777) Newtown 4350 in Qld at (-27.556,151.933) Newtown 3220 in Vic at (-38.154,144.335) Newtown 3351 in Vic at (-37.703,143.659) North Branch 4356 in Qld at (-27.846,151.627) North Branch 4370 in Qld at (-28.021,152.318) Oxley 2711 in NSW at (-34.030,144.060) Oxley 2824 in NSW at (-30.982,147.621) Paddys Flat 2469 in NSW at (-28.695,152.429) Paddys Flat 2632 in NSW at (-37.037,149.336) Paddys River 2577 in NSW at (-34.628,150.127) Paddys River 2653 in NSW at (-35.760,148.172) Paling Yards 2580 in NSW at (-34.115,149.732) Paling Yards 2795 in NSW at (-33.183,149.744) Preston 4352 in Qld at (-27.654,151.971) Preston 4800 in Qld at (-20.394,148.658) Pretty Beach 2257 in NSW at (-33.526,151.348) Pretty Beach 2539 in NSW at (-35.578,150.352) Punchbowl 2196 in NSW at (-33.929,151.052) Punchbowl 2460 in NSW at (-29.463,152.772) Rangemore 4352 in Qld at (-26.998,151.670) Rangemore 4806 in Qld at (-19.990,147.404) Red Hill 2347 in NSW at (-30.494,150.634) Red Hill 2720 in NSW at (-35.158,148.372) Red Hill 2824 in NSW at (-31.735,147.794) Red Hill 4059 in Qld at (-27.452,153.002) Red Hill 4877 in Qld at (-26.644,150.645) Richmond 4740 in Qld at (-21.088,149.141) Richmond 4822 in Qld at (-20.762,143.237) Rocky Creek 2371 in NSW at (-29.269,151.352) Rocky Creek 2390 in NSW at (-30.051,150.200) Rocky Point 4873 in Qld at (-16.388,145.419) Rocky Point 4874 in Qld at (-12.622,141.885) Rocky River 2358 in NSW at (-30.597,151.459) Rocky River 2372 in NSW at (-29.185,152.307) Rose Valley 2534 in NSW at (-34.718,150.809) Rose Valley 2630 in NSW at (-36.124,149.258) Rosewood 2446 in NSW at (-31.458,152.686) Rosewood 2652 in NSW at (-35.653,147.852) Sandy Creek 2338 in NSW at (-31.831,150.985) Sandy Creek 2835 in NSW at (-31.920,145.436) Scrubby Creek 4570 in Qld at (-26.222,152.573) Scrubby Creek 4878 in Qld at (-25.548,145.720) Shelly Beach 4551 in Qld at (-26.796,153.146) Shelly Beach 4810 in Qld at (-19.185,146.753) Sherwood 2440 in NSW at (-31.064,152.714) Sherwood 2450 in NSW at (-30.031,153.045) Sherwood 2474 in NSW at (-28.427,152.782) Silverwater 2128 in NSW at (-33.834,151.046) Silverwater 2264 in NSW at (-33.103,151.558) Smiths Creek 2460 in NSW at (-29.505,152.729) Smiths Creek 2474 in NSW at (-28.564,152.854) Smiths Creek 2484 in NSW at (-28.428,153.378) South Arm 2449 in NSW at (-30.689,152.740) South Arm 2460 in NSW at (-29.521,153.171) Spring Creek 4343 in Qld at (-27.452,152.331) Spring Creek 4361 in Qld at (-27.957,152.023) Spring Creek 4420 in Qld at (-25.402,150.031) Spring Hill 2500 in NSW at (-34.453,150.870) Spring Hill 2800 in NSW at (-33.403,149.150) Springfield 2250 in NSW at (-33.428,151.373) Springfield 2630 in NSW at (-36.532,149.124) Springfield 4300 in Qld at (-27.653,152.910) Springfield 4871 in Qld at (-17.932,144.516) Springfield 3434 in Vic at (-37.331,144.820) Springfield 3544 in Vic at (-35.575,143.114) St. Clair 2330 in NSW at (-32.362,151.271) St. Clair 2759 in NSW at (-33.797,150.785) St. Helens 4356 in Qld at (-27.674,151.479) St. Helens 4650 in Qld at (-25.486,152.705) Stockyard 4344 in Qld at (-27.659,152.063) Stockyard 4703 in Qld at (-22.850,150.789) Stonehenge 4357 in Qld at (-28.103,151.386) Stonehenge 4730 in Qld at (-24.250,142.703) Stony Creek 2550 in NSW at (-36.618,149.801) Stony Creek 2850 in NSW at (-32.475,149.730) Stony Creek 3371 in Vic at (-37.227,143.687) Stony Creek 3957 in Vic at (-38.593,146.091) Sugarloaf 4380 in Qld at (-28.710,152.031) Sugarloaf 4800 in Qld at (-20.311,148.631) Summer Hill 2130 in NSW at (-33.893,151.137) Summer Hill 2421 in NSW at (-32.479,151.501) Sundown 4860 in Qld at (-17.498,146.024) Sundown 4879 in Qld at (-28.857,151.661) Swan Bay 2324 in NSW at (-32.693,151.935) Swan Bay 2471 in NSW at (-29.078,153.293) Tablelands 4605 in Qld at (-26.162,151.940) Tablelands 4680 in Qld at (-24.334,150.898) The Bluff 4340 in Qld at (-27.614,152.533) The Bluff 4355 in Qld at (-27.197,152.140) The Gap 2472 in NSW at (-29.170,153.382) The Gap 2650 in NSW at (-34.954,147.213) The Gap 4061 in Qld at (-27.446,152.941) The Gap 4825 in Qld at (-20.726,139.499) The Rocks 2000 in NSW at (-33.859,151.208) The Rocks 2795 in NSW at (-33.430,149.425) Thomson 3219 in Vic at (-38.170,144.379) Thomson 3825 in Vic at (-37.756,146.345) Torryburn 2358 in NSW at (-30.446,151.204) Torryburn 2421 in NSW at (-32.473,151.581) Washpool 2425 in NSW at (-32.369,151.921) Washpool 2460 in NSW at (-29.296,152.381) West End 4101 in Qld at (-27.484,153.005) West End 4810 in Qld at (-19.265,146.794) Westdale 2340 in NSW at (-31.091,150.853) Westdale 2653 in NSW at (-35.570,147.884) White Rock 4306 in Qld at (-27.694,152.849) White Rock 4868 in Qld at (-16.979,145.758) Willow Vale 2534 in NSW at (-34.740,150.792) Willow Vale 2575 in NSW at (-34.432,150.471) Wog Wog 2550 in NSW at (-37.076,149.441) Wog Wog 2622 in NSW at (-35.264,150.054) Woodburn 2472 in NSW at (-29.097,153.355) Woodburn 2538 in NSW at (-35.390,150.395) Woodlands 2536 in NSW at (-35.800,150.184) Woodlands 2575 in NSW at (-34.408,150.394) Woodstock 2360 in NSW at (-29.736,151.350) Woodstock 2538 in NSW at (-35.354,150.408) Woodstock 2793 in NSW at (-33.769,148.878) Wooroonooran 4860 in Qld at (-17.344,145.806) Wooroonooran 9999 in Qld at (-17.550,145.779) Yarras 2446 in NSW at (-31.430,152.355) Yarras 2795 in NSW at (-33.365,149.673) Yellow Rock 2527 in NSW at (-34.602,150.738) Yellow Rock 2777 Data found online by AI, so there is some disparages Come on Australia, you have to use your brain and creativity a little bit, you can do better than this. I personally believe these kind of cockups come about because a lot of different creative types, are discriminated against in Australia. Although, did you know Denmark and Greenland have a preapproved list of names for newborns and you're not allowed to deviate from that list!!! This has gotta be the most modern nazi thing I've ever heard of! Wake up people. You have to teach your child tolerance. If your child is a bully – it IS YOUR FAULT PARENTS AND TEACHERS. Actually, ‘modern nazi’ is what I thought of at first, but then I thought, perhaps doing this gives parents a subconscious feeling, that they don't actually “own” their child, which could be a healthy thing? 26. Bug and Insect Cruelty I am updating this one since my new neighbours obviously haven’t read it. My new neighbours are thieves, what’s more they use poison insect aerosol sprays, and their most favourite thing to do at the moment is to spray over my car port partition every time I go outside into my carport; such is the charming nature of a thief. The Idiot hoons Who constantly drive past my unit and beep; think it’s hilarious. I assume my neighbours are trying to impress the hoons with their hilarious joke of poisoning me. Not the first time it’s happened (Deliberate water, bottle, contamination and deliberate, aerial pesticide spraying over me. That’s just what I know about?). Such is the nature of 3rd borns. So down the bottom of my original little blurb, I end with “only morons use mortein”. This has just been totally reiterated with the arrival of my new neighbours, my little made-up expression could not be more of a truth. So, my original blurb; Get a grip and stop acting like hysterical women from the 50s when you see an insect! I can’t believe the supermarket still sell things like this, insect killer I mean. I just want to yell WAKE UP PEOPLE you do not need to kill insects that are flying around or just merely in your presence. Leave them on their merry little way, and then take the proper precautions, like insect screens on your windows and doors, plus mosquito nets on your bed. Anything that is poison for bugs is poison for humans too. Der fred. This is their world just as much as it is ours. Only morons use mortein. 27. Renters Walk-in Closet, hanging clothes wardrobe This is a really good trick if you’re a renter in a nice house, and want to turn one of the spare rooms into a walk-in closet. (Since hillbillys in the past had no concept of a Walk-in Closet!!) Obviously when you’re renting you can’t make any structural changes of any sort, that would also include putting big holes in the ceiling. So, what I did was purchase a pinhole drill bit, and put pinhole sized hole in the ceiling, so this pinhole size, you can’t actually see it at all. I mean maybe if you got a ladder and was standing a foot away from the hole, you might be able to see it. But no one is going to see this pinhole when they walk into a room, after you have packed up and left. So, what do you do, is run some fishing line through the pinhole, and then you have to take physical action, and climb up in to the attic space (or the roof space) - so it only works if you’ve got roof space. So, you find the fishing line (get a really good torch) and you wrap it around a 40cm long strong plank of wood (scrap from timber mill), thread the other end back through the hole (you have to measure how much you need before), then place that plank of wood running across the joists, which will support the clothes rod. Fishing line is really strong, and I used double lengths. So the fishing line needs to be knotted at the spot where you want the clothes rod to hang - I hung mine about 1m down from the ceiling. So, then I just put the rod in the loop created (about 20cm in from the end of the rod), and of course do one at the other end (all fishing line lengths have to be the same length). I did that around the whole room, so there were 12 pinholes in total, and 6 rods, the rods were $2 from the tip shop. The fishing line was free from dads garage, so minimal cost. You need to be organized and lay everything out, put in all pinholes and thread all lines through, before you go all the way up into the roof. I found a photo I took of my walk in closet, I remember now, I only used 1 foot or so of fishing line, then tied that to some lightweight chain. Those six rods held all my clothes easily, and I did work in the fashion industry, so I do have quite a lot of clothes. I even managed to hang a fabric shelving system which I could put my folded jumpers in. There were no built-in cupboards at that house (?). And I certainly had no wardrobes – way too big and heavy for a renter to cart around from place to place. Although climbing into the roof space is not really fun, and in my older age, I am not really sure I would do it. Since, I have made an A frame hanger from damaged hardwood that was $1 a length, I spit it, and used one of those old poles with a hook on the end as the rod - you used to see those poles at garage sales in country Australia, I’m sure I have seen about 7 up for sale in the past, course, I’m looking out for another one, so I can make another hanger, but have not seen any. I can only imagine they were used to pull a ceiling lever like a window or something, or maybe wool shed related? 28. Opposite re rebellious people doing the opposite of what I want OR what they should be doing at work I’ve talked about this numerous times on my blog in many different situations so I don’t want to repeat myself, but it’s such a big thing in society, that I think I have to do a new separate photo story for it! So, I mention how they do the opposite, (they as in, male and female alike, all ages, but generally stupid…), so the whole toilet problem that I experience in life; if I think to myself “don’t come into the toilet, as I’m in here” then they come in – or try to break the door down to get in. Unbelievable stupidity – what kind of upbringing produces such stupidity? Really and truly there needs to be a “child rearing” licence that people need to obtain before having kids. Not to mention the rebellious opposite, as in, if I’m feeling angry, they’ll say “I’m not angry at all”. But they also do the opposite of popular pop-culture. I’ve noticed there’s an element of people who say “smile, and the whole world smiles with you” – which, when you’re dealing with zombies, that’s actually true, you can lead them and manipulate them into saying whatever you want. But the whole world does not consist of zombies, when you’re dealing with people who are aware and clever, but also have a rebellious nature due to their hopeless nazi parents and teachers; I have noticed it is those people who go about doing the opposite of this, just to spite that expression. So, if I am pissed off, they do “rewards” and if I was happy, they do “punishments” – they are fully SICK IN THE HEAD. Not to mention extremely disrespectful in a revolting passive aggressive way. So, there are others who infact, do the opposite still, as in reward for good work; say I do a good design, then they reward with, usually a sale. But then same people, or person (got to be female) do punishment for bad, I noted one of their ‘ideas’ of ‘bad’, is swearing – they literally try to punish me if I swear – extraordinary absurd control issues. This has been going on for many years and at different address. And bloody god dammit - it still doesn’t work! Slow learners are the dogs. I also find, in general, I personally have a “leave me alone attitude”, so there are people who do the opposite, and antagonize me, and follow me, - this all comes about from their stupidity and rebellious nature. Why should I have to pay for their stupidity that they learnt from their parents and teachers? I remember when I was 12 or 13 or so, this was a problem with the boys; you think “get away from me”, and they’ll just start chasing you - doing the opposite. There are child carers and school teachers who do the opposite too, the opposite of what they’re meant to be doing as a child carer, they can’t help themselves. They are like the “anti-child carers”. Real baddies, looking after your kids. I have seen Drs behaving in this ‘opposite’ manner too, even if the information they are citing back to me, is complete bullshit, it does not, matter; the desire to do the opposite and rebel, is too strong for them; for even a supposedly smart person like a DR. And I have never seen this issue talked about – yet in Australia, it is HUGE, a huge social and economic problem. 29. This is a huge problem I EXPERIENCE, as of 2015, Simon Says I have written about it before, but they still persist, perhaps it’s always new people? Every neighbour I get from 2015 onwards? So again, here is the story about people trying to humiliate me, via, not only the subject of this story, but me having to write about – AGAIN. The old man next door (72yr old), appears to be attempting to do some sort of ‘toilet training’. He is pure DOG. He starts coughing at night, whenever I need to go to the loo. DOG. But, not just when I need to go, if at all, cause, usually I DO NOT NEED TO GO. But if any little bit of urine seeps into my bladder, he starts coughing. DOG, who is trying to show off. I need to mention, he can’t hear me “scream” in the metaphysical world, as I do not scream; he wakes and interrupts me in the middle of my good flying and or swimming dreams. He is DOG wanting to play Simon Says. I have mentioned before how we are designed to sleep all night without having to get up and go to the loo, we have “lying down” signals, and unless one has consumed a large quantity of fluid, one can last all night, and usually as soon as one wakes and gets up, one heads to the loo. Normal behaviour. I will also mention AGAIN, I do NOT drink. Teetotaller (except sometimes in cooking – mmm, a nice cream and brandy sauce for the chicken……) I can’t begin to explain how infuriating it is being woken in the middle of the night for no reason. Night after night after night. Night after night after night. He’s obviously not married, and wants a ‘pretend wife’, and I guess this is what he feels his duty would be, if he was married. He’s a fucking idiot. I can see he is trying to make himself important, and essential, not to mention feel superior. With the desired outcome, of a person not being able to go to the loo unless he gives the “cough-ahead”. Simon Says. ARSHOLE. I’ve had nurses tell me, they have problems with women who go into nursing homes, because they’re no longer surrounded by these fucking arsehole patronizing men. I can’t believe how revolting he is. He’s completely sick, mentally retarded. I’m a grown woman and I’m fully toilet trained; it’s been the same case since I was two years old. So, fuck off you fucking dysfunctional moron. If you have read my blog, you will recall I talked about this when I lived at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park (my last address). I had the same problem, with people fully obsessed about me going to the toilet. So weird. Unfuckingbelieveable, really. Fuck off you coward arseholes. Actually, I think it even started before that, when I was at Rangari; I mentioned, 3 years prior to leaving, I started being woken up by the one, and only neighbours out there on the farm. I did not make any connections at the time, about it being “toilet related”, but apparently the neighbour there, Heath Barwick had moved out, and other people were living there then?? As I have said before, not sure about that. I do not think any “old man” moved in there. Before that, (it was 2015) I slept very well, every night, seven hours without fail. It’s like 1 person has gotten wind of the fact, that “there’s a single woman, out there, on her own, (and thought), oh well, she must need help going to the bathroom”. Why, they thought this, I can offer NO explanation? Perhaps they literally are retarded? Or just a complete stupid idiot? Maybe the stupid short blonde bimbo who sabotages me, spread rumours about bed wetting?? I am not a 3yr old, go and find a toddler if you want to toilet train someone - you fucking morons. I thought the people waking me at Kookaburra Park were old men – truck drivers. Do you think like, all the old men in the neighbourhoods are taking it in turns to be DOG, and wake me? Can’t you get this through your fucking head, I did not ask for your condescending help, I do not need your help, could you be any more humiliating? Actually, I think it is a form of attack, the opposite of help, maybe help disguised. So, stop using me as your personal punching bag. Oh, that reminds me, I also had ‘old man’ toilet problems when I was at school, NEGS, I have explained that, in detail, on Life Stories page, about the school gardeners. Plus, for that brief time when I moved back in with dad, after RMIT, so, living in town, I was awoken every night at 3:01am. Every night. There was someone, I am not sure if the same person, but they would hoon down our little lane way and bottom their car out, thus making a loud bang, right outside the corner where my bedroom was - every night, I would have thought that was unrelated to me personally, perhaps[s that was the drunk looser leaving the ‘workies’ club when it closed at 3am?? Except one night I specifically heard the people in the car talking as they drove past “wake her up, wake her up” so, now I am thinking it was ALL ABOUT ME. What the fuck happens before 3am and after 3 am that some total stranger would want me awake?? Those voices sounded like young 20something yr olds. I was in my 30’s at the time. So anyway, after I wrote this on my blog, that night, I slept all the way through without being awoken – a miracle, plus I don’t think anything was stolen! (aside from the aquarium shop theft issues I was having at the time {read “Not the Butterfly affect, but the Bimbo affect}. But, next night, 3:04 am Nev starts coughing again, same with next night 3:02am. I think he stands in his kitchen, and if I fall asleep again after waking me, he starts fake coughing again, or turns the water on, as the water pipes are really loud. Or he makes ‘dinging’ sounds on his phone. This lasts usually an hour then he / they seem to give up, and I fall asleep again, but sleep late due to being interrupted. {6am is the best time to be awoken, I find with no interuptions, I often wake naturally at this time.} Last night I was almost prepared to storm round there and demand to know why he is waking me – I bet he would not be able to handle that. One thing all cowards have in common, they DO NOT WANT ME TO ACTUALLY CALL THEM OR SPEAK TO THEM. I have noticed this to be true, turn on one of the dogs – and they run a mile. The warmth of my bed is far more important than him. They are so revolting. No wonder he is trying to feel superior, when this is what his natural behaviour stoops to. Toilet obsession. 30. Can't stand Movie Directors who use Animals in their Movies especially like this one CRUEL IDIOTS I did have a photo story and that was it’s title. However when I went to find it, it was missing. I can’t remember whether I deleted it or not but I definitely have something to say about movie directors who use animals I suspect there is a lot of cruelty that goes on in the movie industry where animals are involved, all in the name of entertainment. In this particular movie, the one that prompted me to take a screenshot of it; they had managed to find a baby crocodile, and had put it in a rave at a party, where there was loud music blaring, and the DJ, who owned the crocodile had it sitting on his amplifier, I just thought it was absolutely disgusting. Cruelty. A baby crocodile is not going to be able to handle loud music, from a rave party. I mean does he want to scare it to death? Because that’s what was happening. The movie was called Rise. Life Stories P14 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14(this) , LSP15 LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

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 Photo Index Search website ABOUT P1 1. Emily Bieman's Blog - Single Lady Persecution"My Scream" 2. Menu 3. Brief Intro 4. My photo - Emily Constance Bieman age 18 at Gunnedah Henry St house, happy (“I have finally left that school”) 5. My Garden – Out front 604 Bridges RD Rangari, near Gunnedah, November 2016 6. Long Intro 7. Sum up of my life with photos of the garden 8. Front Verander 9. Eucalyptus I planted on the Orange Grove rd 10. View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari 11. Now, all that’s wrong with the world 12. The Bullies 13. The Stealing 14. Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story 15. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 16. Fire Trowel, dust pan, stolen on first day of living in new rental 17. The Big JellyBaby Scam 18. Emily Bieman at rental farm at Colosseum near Miriam Vale QLD Australia 19. My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation 20. List of Items that have been stolen from me since 2013 – 2022 21. Retailers stealing from me 22. Wainberg child (now in her 50’s) About P2 1. Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women. 2. School Girl Antics with 2 ‘theft’ stories and my Shiny Coin one 3. Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan 4. Another example of persecution, Botanical Gardens Gladstone 5. Bully Teachers in Australian Public Primary Schools 6. Everybody needs to read this - harassment 7. Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well adjusted kids 8. Seeking Facebook Help as Dr refused to help - Diagnose a Handicapped Foot 9. Mothers to BLAME for a Thieving Offspring 10. Massage chair rip off from harvey norman 11. Bunnings Bimbos at Tamworth stealing from due to entrapment - realization of their game 12. Resort in Port Douglas Refusing Service 13. Flash mobs pre-flash mobs, re signs 14. Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers 15. The internet and social media - hand of God re facebook nazi admin problems 16. The Hello Bimbos with Parental Fines for bad Children political request 17. 2008 Virus afteraffects, 12yrs later 18. Deliberate not Deliberate 19. Correlation between being bullied and getting sick 20. Monumental Problems with Receptionists 21. Not absolutely everyone 22. Cleaning Up the Trash of Society 23. Am I living in bizarro world 24. 5kw Solar Panels not contributing to Bill by Essential Energy SOLAR THEFT 25. More About Stuff 26. Naming and Shaming Bullies on Face Book (before I was ban) 27. Crazy Is 28. Bullies in mental health industry 29. Bullies Alex McClymont, Roz Watson and Sharon Morgan behaving badly and caught on camera 30. Is one missing? Looks like it? LIFE STORIES P1 (Intro) View this spring 2017 from kitchen window I love my garden I love my garden June 1982,Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Backyard flying trapeze set up to teach kids how to fly through life A childhood most people would kill for (and photo of Dad’s 1970’s Morris Mini Moke!) 1982 Holwood, Currabubula, House and Ford Falcon The Leech Story and in1977 picnic by the river at Limbri Bieman family 1988 with story to try and tackle quality inhibited parenting Stolen Garden 10 Years of gardening in my Garden at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Emily Bieman horseriding Travelled twice in 30yrs - Travel sickness Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends Hope – when your young of finding somewhere to live 3 bimbos who shoplifted from me when I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore The bizarre, dirty phenomena of following other people Me, off to beach xmas 2021 The Robin Hood Game by local retailers at Gin Gin, Bundaberg, Gunnedah, Tamworth, and the ABC Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics Hay bimbo nazihead You’re not the Boss of Me – combating nazis Australian Building Practises, its Renters who get stuck with HOME KILLERS Poor renters Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts FOMO – Fear Of Missing Out Moving to a Big City The unfairness and BIAS DISCRIMMINATION of university graduates Life Stories P2 (WHOLE HEAP OF WRITING) Rangari House before I moved in 2008 Promised Kesby house – the one that I moved half my stuff to, then they “changed their minds” due to revolting Angela Crook Long Cottage Back Of Bad House At Builyan 12 Ute loads of stuff to move by myself - 5 TIMES This is the rental house in Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland 7 Village Lane Kookabutrra Park, Sept 2021 garden DRY AS Present Day Teeny Tiny Unit Near Mackay - Old Hotel (WHOLE HEAP MORE WRITING) Major Centrelink Problems (I do a further detailed Centrelink Nazi story on Life Stories page (WHOLE HEAP MORE WRITING) Special spot for Dysfunctional so called 'health professionals’ story Infact, I will put here List of Doctor experiences in Australia1995-2020 Update on Plantar fasciitis 2023 Observation of the reason for the bane of my life Really long enough 16 and long enough page! Life Stories P3 Family House at 18 Henry St Collage TRIPLE Twinwall Polycarbonate Roofing skylight FOR perfect roof insulation Keep Australia Beautiful Santa Workplace Teeter Toddlers with Ayurveda story Small appliances sabotage, and girls who think they are helping who go gets them Canine Story in Hong Kong Tomas’s Poisoned Dog Story - Rare Giant Dog Breed, poisoned by imbeciles Arthritis caused from kneeling at church in school twice a week on hardwood kneelers Think you won - no you lost Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone peacock problems The “Helpful” Female Will Eucalyptus Microcorys Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN Books and fairy-tale childhoods Book industry in Australia Designs to match personalities English wannabes story with Victorian clothing Couples using singles they feel inferior to them, to invoke excitement in their marriage. Is your garden too good for society Screaming always works 9 out of 10 kids in Australia are raised with dysfunctional tactics Cruel Australian farmers and their gung ho kids What kind of Jerk keeps a Birdie on a Chain Being cruel to animals automatically puts you in the “worthless” category Stuff I should have known Sunrooms full of ferns Notice To Leave DOGS – the government big secret in Australia - with photo of My Parents, Fran and Dick Bieman Don’t be afraid of being accused HERO Life Stories P4 It all comes down to food jealousy Family photo with big boobs story 2009 Emily Bieman with dad‘s lotto story Change of life to include Gardening Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm Batman Another example of persecution of single ladies North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls People who are Designed and Built to Work Look Alikes or Doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia De'lish, Farmers fresh Fruit and Veges Gin Gin, Donna MarieTeach me a lesson – mindset Sleeping women, minimum wage and the reverse of feminism 5 Kid’s Story { here is photo of I love full and overgrown gardens - My garden at Rangari captures the spirit of nature} Ridiculous - Australian Tax Office – they really are thieves, they have hopped on the thieving dog bandwagon Emily the Greeny Take photos and videos of everything If you don’t know your ancestors, no one else will I would hate to be born in Ethiopia Reference from Anna Abbott Gardeners Discriminated Against Things I wish I was told when I was 18 Oh, how much “natural charm” does a street have, without powerlines Lord Of The Flies admin Why privacy is important Product Placement Sun Dried Apricots (this one is elsewhere too, but not indexed) Quote that resonated with me, about corrupt police and government in Iraq, using fear tactics to control Dyeing Story and the “female misodge”Collage of Naturally Died Wool with plants from my garden Stolen - Nat Killer, along with Popular Culture Teaching Young People how to Live - TV brain washing Why is it some People Think Certain Men are Gay when they're Not Life Stories P5 All my hard work of Boulder collecting stolen and wasted Back rockery A few of my fabric designs – {When you see what you want ask for it you just never know} English class in high school Criminal vigilantes picking on gardeners who grow exotic plants Culmination of thought story NEGS, house mistress obsession with the young girls Short blonde girl who steals from me Army Of One Short Blonde Girl Girl getting families to harrass me and steal via the neighbours places Gunnedah squash courts the real reason School Art Story Revolting craft workshop woman in Western Suburbs, and fake job story, both stolen Fruit and Vege Thief, shooting story I bet they don’t even have a sore foot, and re, Renters are POVERTY people When you see what you want ask for it you just never know My Pusscat is Never Going to get Stuck up a Tree Every plant specie I sell, has a story, this is woodwardii’s Major Socket Shortage in Australian Homes Blinded By Money Syndrome and Money Thinkers = Greedy Thinkers pot belly theory You know what they Say, Good Fences Make for Good Neighbours how did you spend your childhood Is the Australian Government ripping you off Self-declared important people - Special Little Buttercup Statue of Liberty story Excrucian; intolerable, unbearable, agonizingly annoying Neighbour shaming, to wake them up to the beauty of nature Mulberry Syrup story Siren Dogs - Ambulance Kids Joyriders Life Stories P6 My Pool Sold Important Back info you should know - Slipped Disc story My 25m Lap Pool story with winning race story Running Tally of all Above Ground Pool Costs with Sabotage story So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater The cunning plans of Mother Nature; Sneaky yet brilliant little camelian weeds and my Andrew Lloyd Webber‘s Cats the musical plant story Am I the type of person that is a victim, and Tricia Chook Show Story Water Cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery Strange and Unexplained Netflix Phenomenon The Secret - Rhode Island Red Evil Chook Story Ebay Nazis now, after 5 yrs, and ebay POWER SELLER - 1300 positive feedbacks - BUT THEY STILL ban ME – NAZIBIMBOS Typical Day for me Re-creations Art Ban on Australian website Redbubble My Experience with the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery in Chandos St Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House Stain Sabotage Happens All The Time on my Good clothes not to mention Quality item Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my Life now Bitch Wind Beauty Advice for Ladies My Fiery Horse Story Horse Hay Bale story – and ‘Stop and Deal’. Don’t be a slow reactor My Stolen Black Beauty horse story Cornfields Stolen Horse Story Horse Stories Continued; Fast Riding, School Girl Bullies, and Women in The Race Industry What, No Horse at Rangari! Who put that Trotter in there! Horse Story no 8, re Slow Motion Horses on Holidays Zig Zagging through an Acacia lined little country rd Life Stories P7 The Stalking Page Public Transport in Sydney – biggest area of ‘bad types’ Typical Outing for me Another Example of Constant Incessant Persecution This driver is obsessed with me 26th July 1130am WHITE SUV following me again - most likely stealing my mail Well you can try to keep up Stalking Dogs in Melbourne Postage dogs who deliver my mail to my neighbours The weird and bizarre phenomena on of people leaving their house when I leave my house Followed, Stared at, Harassed, Targeted Toll truck wanting people to pay them a toll Neighbour Stalkers Hay Bimbo Naziheads -Hay and Dog Following Me Story, Dogs That Play Sides and Follow Me Around in Cars Bikini Bitches - More hater dogs trying to fight me Beige car woman trying to control what I see GET A LIFE YOU STUPID BITCH Persecution at Woolworths and Coles instore, trailing off to other areas of Tantrum Throwing by Arrogant Stalking Monkeys on my Back Bitches driving infront of me, OR WAITING FOR ME AT MY DESTINATION, as a way of stalking, harassing and stealing from me – DOGS Car herding and Number plating Beeping Bimbo in New Car Phenomenon Same name phenomenon Stalking neighbours online too P plate-ing 40yr old women DOGS, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, at home- it makes no difference where A common obsession tactic is to try to distract me inorder to fuck up the intended object Coward car and truck drivers playing road games in order to TEACH ME A LESSON Bonds Bullies Screaming gecko, loud lizard, high-pitched tapping sounds from gecko in QLD, tuck tick tick Daewoo Car looks like a mouse Flickr admin account thieves - Don MacAskill, Chris MacAskill Now look here special whole new photo for so-called do-gooders were trying to save Toot Toot Crazy Movie Industry Life Stories P8 The Banging and Tapping page Winnifred O’Hare and the Witches of Salem Sleep stealing and female doctor manipulations Old man in trailers driving in circles Sound Harassment when I Exit my House Finally, some normality when I walk outside into the garden (View from Front door looking out over veranda at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin) My kitchen at rangari Internet and telstra plus prime video working together Pellaea ovata - ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern (9) - my beaded hanging basket with Pellaea Some Councils know how to do it Scenic Rail Route from Perth, to Broome, to Darwin, then across to Lockhart via the new Underwater Scenic rail route, and ending up at Cooktown. Trusty Ute on Rangari farm, with much needed window tint Ficus benjamina - Weeping Fig planted 1916 at Miriam Vale; along Station St, near Gladstone, QLD Why are there televisions blaring in every single waiting room in Australia Another dog following me, is this one of yours Prime TV (now Channel 7)? Sibling Friend Jealousy Banging on Metal - People who do signs are DISRESPECTFUL Plane Noise Harassment, Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky above my House 2 planes flying over house and paddock, and yellow one aerial spraying poison on me Video from youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2u5T8jWsVA hickleberry IRRISPONSIBLE farmers Wilderness story and the real problem of kerbing population Old Man Problems Spotlight thieving girls on meterage, again featuring Cathy Goldman getting the dogs Dorm Snoring Story Daily Glistening Rain Drop Spectacle You do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life Reference from Robert Cull Small Responsibilities Dim women don't know that you have to do right by people Lisa Sutherland, not Witches of Salem, but Witches of Doctor Receptionists Life Stories P9 The Houses Page Can't sit still 2017 at Rangari House Garden Dead frog, bird and rats in my drinking water on rental house Another Awesome “Grand Designs” Piece of Perfection Tulcumbah House and Mandy story Cookie Cutter Housing Australian Architecture Sure, I could have built my own home Dream House, single story, hay bale and double glass window walls, raised roof light-well, open plan Houses need to be S-P-A-C-E-DPrivacy related architecture and landscaping Mandatory - under every new house build in Australia Last weekend and privacy, security, and a total escape from the Rat Race You know what they say, good fences make for good neighbours Builders with Brains Quadrangle House Ideas to Combat Privacy and COOKIECUTTER HOUSES Housing Concerns in Australia Australian Houses Need Sloped Roofs Nuisance Neighbours (Plus a list of every single place I rented since I left home at age 18) Landlord Providing Air Pollution Houses Australian streets are starting to look much better, finally Some councils are getting it right, some still are not Septic Solutions - Typical cement septic tank with the drip overflow diverted into a dug-out Worm Toilet and Compost Septic System DIY worm waste aerobic compost septic system - turning all household waste into liquid gold Odd Request - Cooktown letter to their council Bruises from Moving on my OWN Inadvertent Government Granted Permissions for Real Estates to obtain Private Information Warning about Body Corporates -Powertripper Take Overs You Really Need to get this Right re Roof Insulation Way too many Design Companies and Hardly any Construction Companies - Due to a Lack of Organisation Look at what this person at Mackay is doing, to CASH IN on the QLD rental crisis Life Stories P10 More Ocean Rock Pools in QLD please Gov Seaforth Beach Net, no crocs, no stingers, no sharks, - way to go Seaforth Council, photo from Google - Lozza Paterno Odd Little Cow / Colour Association Story. Colour Therapy Lying Tafe Teachers Fire Trowel, Dust Pan, Stolen on first day of living in New Rental at Rangari You know I am fed up with stupid women judging ugly people Unmarked Undercover Police Car in QLD, and Shame on Gladstone Council for Stealing via Unnecessary Multiple Speed Signs Fish Story At Pretty Beach Forget about the entire cleaning isle at the supermarket - cleaning aisle Nursing home concerns blurb Faux charities Faux people Gunnedah 'the peoples attitude' at Dorothea Mackellar Memorial Statue Stolen garden hat, Melbourne open Garden Scheme 2006 Future Business Mission My Kurrajong idea for Australian Farm paddocks Real Estate Tactic’s to Steal Tenants Bond I found some photos of when I was living at Tulcumbah and Tulip on the edge Tulcumbah Back Garden Water Rushing into the Namoi Dec 07 upstream shot at Tulcumbah Work Desk At Tulcumbah My desk with PC at Rangari My chook yards Just look at my Strawberry Patch Above! Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers Sweep Pervert Issues under the Carpet why Don't you Old Lady Thieves People would prefer to go on personal power trips rather than look after their house The Robin Hood game A 94CM LONG STRAND OF MY HAIR I love my sweet treats Life Stories P11 She who Spoils her Cat the most, Wins Spot on Flea Tick Treament causes Mast Cell Tumors - Cancer We all need the right nutrition from the womb Cat Stories - To bath or not to bath. You will find this tedious if you are not a Rampant Cat Fan Country Feral non-thinking Tight Arse’s Cat scratch with anti-tetanus story Tulip, his Whiskers give me Whiskers Bank staff trying to unempower customers Often people are described as died peacefully in their sleep Morning Tea with the Old Lady Neighbours Sterling Silver Double Open Infinity Lobster Claw clasp for necklace STOLEN Covid cash grant money Spa experience 2020 / 2021 Character Reference from Lizzie Blake Thoughtful Sign in Bundaberg The rentals with “little girl landlord problems” Bad Wikipedia Admin (photo of arshole boy from wikipedia who ban me for no reason) My arms used to look like this, and now they’re spent Councils Hogging all the Men Non thinking people from the past wasting space - Waverley cemetery More detailed list of the things I wish I was told when I was 18 Exactly just WHO am, I talking too Example of people who should mind their own business (and rack off) Fighting medalling Mary nazi bimbo types Bundaberg / Gin Gin Truck driver stealing petrol money from Taxpayers Mail sign people Roof going on Back Deck November 2020 Cate Rogers, Winfried Hoerr and Andrew Kelly These are the Kinds of People that Email me, contact me – ‘yuk’ people If there were no 3rd borns the whole of the entertainment industry would probably close down Public movie scenario creators Companies Which Never Paid Me My Super The Brutal World of Money Life Stories P12 Girl Communication Issues The Scatterbrain Saves everyone from Dying Neighbourhood problem specific to me today at Stella‘s house I have two biblical food stories For Every Action, There Is an Equal and Opposite Reaction re Coward of the County Vitamin and Mineral pre-I told You So Food Bullying Through Obesity Encouragements Unwanted ‘Infringement’, Big and Small perceptions Cocky Real Estates Stoop to a New Arrogant Low Re Pete Long Squeaky Wind Story Good Vibes in Roof Space Conversion Moving plants, relocating to Sarina Veranda/work room Harassment for Money from Employment Provider in Gin Gin for Road Works and Street Beautification SH SH it’s a secret Cockatoo Story 4 people that are, or, look like Karen Cull (high school biology teacher from Gunnedah, NSW, Australia) Food and Flower jealousy Tool Work Room at Rangari, I am a fan of Art – Glover Night Sweats - Direct result from a Lack of Privacy Bending the truth photos from realtors Naughty Kangaroo Solutions The Bimbo Dominatrix along with The Sand Man Story Australian women are way too jealous by nature due to multiple kids Massage Please for all hard-working Australians It’s a Renters life – Putrid Drinking Water Supermarket female rebel frenzy Mothers showing girls good housekeeping The Lush Green Water Myth in Queensland Wrongfully Perpetuated by Realtors INTENTION to INSURE me without the physical Punch - This is PHYSICAL ABUSE in a most SINISTER Way Secret fantasies these days Life Stories P13 The scent of a pine Lying and fainting bad nurses Unwanted Nuisance Callers plus religious story Meals on Wheels Teach empathy - Clever and Creative ways to raise kids who aren’t bullies Bottlebrush’s under powerlines; don’t be afraid chop chop chop! Canine dog story Unnecessary “squelchy mess” due bored factory food workers Hand-made Silver Ring Stolen List of Strange Things that Happen, Weird Things, Dodgy Things, Someone in my House Female Thinking re “I want to beat you so badly and since I can’t, I will just kill you” Correct ph soap for ladies Bundaberg Court employs unsavvy judges Fancy Appliances Remote Access And Rival Appliance Companies Recurring Dream Bitches at big W who pretended to have lost my bike Phone Numbers of Girls that Call me and Hang up, or Lie about Who They Are Centrelink Jobs Providers - Employment Services, forcing people to be slaves in 2021 Centrelink’s job providers playing teacher and Casandra Dunstan at Best Australia Mothers paying for their sons mistakes in the form of Cancer Centrelink Nazis These posts work Dysfunctional Doctors and Centrelink staff Stupid little blonde bimbo brainwashing people so I would have to move Design and Print and Sell your Design companies – REVIEW Vital life stuff that needs to be added to the curriculum St Leonards Nature Care College FOULPLAY Drop FaceAND HIVESfrom Homeopath Chinese Elastic dictating Fashion Trends in the 90's Not Sweet Smelling at Garden Express Almond Tree and King Parrots Life Stories P14 This is the kind of thing that I Dream about – Double Saunas Belle of the Ball We can see your garden on Google Maps Followed Around by Mongrel Dirt Bikers all over Australia - PISS OFF you coward My first lot of carob powder – yum Earliest Memory Deliberate windscreen chip attack of war Some Little Bitch Harassing me Re-Fake Speeding Ticket Rainbow Bee-eater Halloween 2020 Why do I have long Hair The Calling of Nature Housing concerns in Australia Councils - COME ON List of Real Estates who need Naming and Shaming Rental Bitches from Melbourne Harassing me My rental farmhouse - 10yrs here at Rangari, near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia My address is none of your business Acacia tree Massacre Oppression that leads to War Printscreen of my new Seed Shop on LocalSeeds Jewish Mowing Story Is This The Woman Plastic Peg Graveyard in Every Backyard Come on Australia, you have to use your brain and creativity a little bit Bug and Insect Cruelty Renters Walk-in Closet, hanging clothes wardrobe Opposite re rebellious people doing the opposite of what I want OR what they should be doing at work This is a huge problem I EXPERIENCE, as of 2015, Simon Says Can’t stand movie directors using animals in their movies especially like this one - cruel idiots Life Stories P15 Double-barred Finch - Taeniopygia bichenovii (my CHANEL Birds) next to Screenshot of my Wix Fabric Website The Dedicated Lifestyle of Copying me. Some People are so Weird in their Dysfunction The Power Games People Play – typical dysfunction and abuse, in families and workplaces Renters Tips - byo Induction Cooker – Piggyback the Electrics Money Saver for Electricity re Hot Water Thieving perverts around 43 Audley St, Petersham NSW 2049 Australian Medicare My Life Contributions, accomplishments, or I should call it aid and inspire Movies Dividing People Passively and Silently Encouraging Class The Good Door Story with Mouse Story Bad Actors who do Not take their Job Seriously And as a Result Disrespects the Central Character’s Life Meddling Mary’s, Modern in Victorian st-none of your business Do you have the right TONE to argue your point? Struck by lightning Telstra guarantee Telstra fighting tactics if they’re not worshipped together with CBA thieves Phone call sabotage by Telstra bimbos who think it will be funny School woodworking projects Mothers Teaching their Kids how to Shoplift If you can’t get within 10m of girl in waking hrs, SAME APPLIES IF SHE’S ASLEEP Mall Dogs and blondes who baby discriminate Kindy Pinterest - Can’t say pussy on Pinterest - Words you can’t use on the internet without being Flagged and Banned We want 100% Biodegradable thanks Grandmothers relegated to childcare I am a creative artistic person Every 4th Day re Truck Drivers Concerning Themselves with my Hair Bike stealing in Boganville Australia Carpal Boss lump Inflammation from collapsed Arch What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch – Plantar fasciitis Stealing From Me (female – what a surprise) Life Stories P16 Drive Thru's vs Fancy Restaurants Bus Blocking Street Signs at Every Street Corner in Bundaberg Tank Water Pump setup at Kookaburra Park House I Love Secondhand Shops Reference Women at the ABC Natural Ocean Pools – I love them Knowledge is power, know this about tetanus ABC iView app harassment in the form of tooting every 5minutes and ABC tv doing beeping bullshit stories More Courier Truck Driver Stalkers Ladies Secret Weapon against the Monthly Curse It’s Taken Them 30 years but they Caught on in the End Old Age Health Essentials Home Medicine Cupboard essentials The Socially Retarded Humans I have had to Talk to, Plus another Renters Bane - Asbestos in Bathroom Will’d death School Bully Story Unhealthy Attitudes by Oppressors The Danger of Carpet and Carpet Cleaning Chemicals in OTHER People’s Homes - Rentals Virus's Causing other Diseases Australia Warns its Tourists, about the Thieving Nature of the Locals The Beach Family Photos and Memories Mitsubishi Triton 2009 Petrol Consumption on a 75litre tank Tamworth Zombie Art Bullies Sum-up about my Dentist Story Toothbrush kit stolen with NEGS girl tortured teeth story at dentist The art of brushing your teeth Radio dogs from Triple J using Police Contacts to Harass and Victimize Deal with Negative Issues you Silly Twits Life Stories P17 After Contacting Businesses in Australia, they Proceed to Follow me Pro a Purring Nation North Queensland, first week Impression BBQ Chicken and used Oil story How to quit smoking; I’ve done it so many times I know how to do it Demure and Respectful Not Winning Vamoose Penny Awgayer and Danniel Wheatley New location at Sarina – LOCATION review, April 2022 New location at Sarina – UNIT review, April 2022 The Seed Saving Industry Rental Crisis in Queensland Choose Friends Wisely, but Don’t be a Rude Snob Fake Farmers Markets, Troubles with selling my Produce, Cooking, and School Food This is My Hair Planter Don’t be Afraid to Toot Your Own Horn Dog Directors and Dog Writers How to be sane when surrounded by evil, with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection Nurses Force Feeding Patients Gunnedah Landcare and Brandan Story Pervert Dogs Trying to make Women who they think inferior to them, Feel Guilty Widow Pension More Bloody Beepers Saying Something about the Antagonistic Moral-Less TV Industry Advertising People who Hound Me Finally, I see, Someone Else can See, how Wrong that Industry is Hollywood Movie Copycats re Milk story Basic Consumer laws being Flaunted by Chinese seller Scam Podcasts Raised Toilet for Adults, with Bidet and Dry Cloths, October 2022 Sneaky Distraction Tactics to Win at Sports Bush Turkey at Sarina Life Stories P18 Insights Antics, and Sleep Torture Story Whenever I Make Phone Call to Determine Price, I get Ripped Off Hooning Farmers Brampton Island Gardeners have been Dazzling me for Years The Professional Bikie -Harley Davidson Zam Car Harrassing me Thefts to state “I’m watching you” – a predator dog statement A Sydney Street taking ‘Public Gardening’ On - Well Done to Them Skipping Along Car Nuisance Dysfunctional People Who Hang Around Me, Beep At Me, And Follow Me This is what your Teenage Son Does – Wake up BIMBO MOTHERS No COOL CAR ORNAMENTS due to Single Mothers My Good Flyscreen Door Things That Pricks Do Ways to Get Rid of Pricks Under the Carpet Stuff Fat Shaming Women Throwing Tantrums If Someone Speaks to Them IN A RAISED VOICE Cure for seasickness on Great Barrier Reef Snorkelling day trips Cruel Farming Tradition Umbrella Stolen from my Car by Bimbo This is a Warning Texting Dog Nuisance Beeping Network Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems Neighbourhood Washing Machine, Full Load Monitoring - by Child To Confront or To Not Confront, Your Criminal Perpetrator People Change Over the Years Dogs on Phones Highway construction at its best Life Stories P19 More Apricot Grievances Satsuma, Mariposa, KingBilly and Angelina - my 4 Plum trees that were Seasonally Stolen No Real Lawyers in Australia Some People cannot Handle my Phone Call, and Inquiry Dogs Who Play Sides Pet Peeve re Fashion Trends and Others Outdated Snobby Rules from the Banks - who do reward and punishment – sickoes Warning about Fake Lycra being Sold as Lycra Since Retailers are now Coming in AT no 1 in Thievery Have you Tried a Vege Burger Whole Bad Farming Families Patronizing Pricks playing the Game of Trying to make me Feel Guilty Another trip into town, another bunch of nonthinking sign people MONUMENTAL NUISANCE Snobby Television Produces who Create Exclusion Shows I can see I am going to have to make my own Vichy Shower Lycra Swimwear Design for Lycra Surf Pant The Real Facts - This is not 1901 anymore, it’s 2023 Supermarket Food Brands I personally am not keen on or are just plain disgusting – WIP The Cruel Martingale Bimbos on TV Who Do Reflections Animals Gambling at Anothers Expense, by Form of Animal So Many Movies Over Covid19 Rowing Story Re Finding Your Voice, And Are You A Natural Chess Player Anyone who does NOT have a Spectacular Garden in their Backyard, is a Fool Average Weekly Australian Paypacket Big Picture insights Dads Redback Spider Story Aus Study Theft by Centrelink Bimbos Whip Bird Story, Eastern Whipbird (Psophodes olivaceus) My Teaching Experience re Knitting Life Stories P20 The Scent of a Garden Witch Hunt(and Bush Turkey having fun with himself, smashing my mirror with its reflection attacks) Oprah’s Little Bimbo Bully Bitches (Blog Exert) plus Just an Observation about Real Estates - Calvert Avenue Killara Mouldy Shoes, Mouldy Belt, Mouldy Table Tops, Mouldy Drawers, Mouldy Ceilings, Mouldy Cat Biscuits Re-occurring Dreams Ridiculous Rent Prices 2022 Natural Swim Pond Goal Outdated Snobby Rules from the Banks - who do reward and punishment – sickoes Just some of my fruit trees – out of 60 Rent to Own Scheme who DISCRIMINATES plus natural feelings of “I Want” It’s official - the population doubled between 1970 and 2010 You Know, Kids who Play like this- Are Deeply Disturbed Ant Nest story with Recreation Story Polite Ways to Turn a Man Down Spotlight Thieving Girls on Meterage, again, featuring Cathy Goldman getting the Dogs Television shows and Movies that Change People’s Consciousness for the Bad Ebay Cunts The Beeping Loser on Range Road Sleepers – See how big the Cat and Mouse game is in society Issues and Agendas for Politicians in Australia The Ghost Story 2023 Monthly Brilliance Award Fake Female Health Professionals The Looking Game, The Sign Game, And the Winning and Losing Game The Cult Phenomenon A Third of my Childhood in the Water Conditioned Women Deliberately trying to be Bimbo to get “ADORED”, People Trying to Feel Important by Making Jokes, Showing Off to Colleagues 8 Inch Air Stone Stolen and Karmic Dept Story Centerlink Complaint about Age Pension for Women Cheese and Tomato Bread Roll Story Life Stories P21 - I will be later editing later to fit all on only 20 pages 1. Wannabe Jealous Nazi Idiot Woman Pretending To Be Jealous Husband 2. Body shape, starved as a baby, cause of slight mental retardation 3. Facebook has created a culture of BITCH BANNING people 4. Crap Mothers 5. Jobs Providers Deliberately Handing Out Viruses 6. The disrespectful cunts are back at Centrelink 7. Shining the Light on Narcissistic Families for End Goal of Peace and Quiet 8. Old Man Games 9. The Weird Phenon of People behaving as Territorial Rabies Infected Dogs on FB 10. Kiss – Keep It Simple Stupid 11. An Anti Religious Shopping Experience: Tessuti Fabrics (formerly Fantasy Fabrics) 12. More about Acceptable Areas where it’s OK to be Nazi Personality Items stolen at Rangari, Gunnedah Page 1 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, Bunnings Hardware Network of Female Thieves - Story before I realized about their Evil Entrapment Plan White Seedless Grape vine Stolen by Bimbo Ideas Girl Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics Ariat brush stolen Rangari 2017 Swimming Goggles - Stolen from Car whilst Parked at Gunnedah Pool Fire Trowel, Dust Pan, Stolen on first day of living in New Rental at Rangari N.E.G.S. related Theft - plank of hardwood stolen off veranda at Rangari, NSW near Gunnedah Eucalyptus microcorys - Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN 4 Wheels AND 4 Tyres, stolen, off my Daewoo car near Gunnedah Rowan Leigh - Never go to music festivals Engine oil for the mower stolen 2 L and the STOLEN - My SINGLE TALL Dish Drawer from Fisher and Paykel, value $1200incl del Gunnedah Council Roads and Traffic Department Landlord Antics at Rangari Fur ‘stole’ stolen 2016 from Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Chopped Dried Chilli Stolen Tennis ball stolen out of my locked car, parked outside Irrigation Shop in Gunnedah, NSW,Australia Brown Sunglasses Stolen and Shooting Trespassing people Calculator from the 90's STOLEN from off Desk in house on farm Stolen fruit off Nectarine Tree - whole tree full of fruit, gone THE WHOLE TREE- like 100’S Bird Photo Stolen Secateurs Stolen out of my Car at Gunnedah Dentist Postage stamps booklet stolen Nut from Stihl Chainsaw stolen off verander Purina Seafood Biscuits making my Cat Sick Large Dust Brush and Blue Dust Pan from Bunnings, Stolen DOZENS, if not 100’S of Reading Glasses Stolen over the Years Nail Scissors, Sewing Clippers and Good Quality Glass Pins, stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari, 2014 and 2016 Good Quality, Garden Rake STOLEN from shed at Bridges RD, Rangari, NSW, 2380, in 2016 - stolen by bimbo Page 2 Garden Grow Bags, 100L,40cm high x 39cm wide. with handles STOLEN I briefly visited Melbourne 2006, while I was there, these items were STOLEN Old Fashioned Long Handled Weeding Tool, with painted white handle, Stolen Lilly's, Saffron and Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa BULBS STOLEN off veranda at Rangari CCTV camera Vandalised and Destroyed by neighbours trying to EMPOWER their kids My Seed Measuring Spoons Stolen Alpaca fibres STOLEN, many, a lot, small portions like this Evil Sneaky Female Camera Sabotage Thieves Plant Ownership, amongst other dodgy things out of Control In Australia Hort Ind Knitting Needles, Stolen, Returned, Some still Stolen, plus others not shown here Stolen, plus Fibres Stolen, and more Stolen Gunnedah Council Library Dogs – devious plans to steal through fines This is how I Have to Lock the Door now, Thieves Stealing My Keys Thief Access Via Catflaps The Reject Shop Thieves Sluen; Stolen and Discarded Sleepers Stolen by Wealthy Bastard and Bird Stories 2 Pliers Taken and Angled Under my Car Tyre at Long Cottage, Gunnedah, NSW, Australia 2018 Melaleuca nesophila x 2 tubesSTOLENfrom shade house at Long Cottage Gunnedah, NSW 10 Of My 500ml Coffee Mugs were Stolen in Gunnedah Page 3 Collage of stolen items - Stolen from me at Rangari, NSW, Australia My beautiful HOMEMADE EARRINGS stolen 2018 Metal double pencil sharpener stolen off veranda Black Round Wide Shallow Plastic Potting Container Missing Mosaic Tiles Stolen from me while I was Mowing Electric stud finder stolen from Rangari Crêpe skillet stolen 2 Tweezers stolen from house at rangari Wooden Folk Art Notepad STOLEN from front door Heaps of Little Cheapy Torches Stolen UHU Glue Stic STOLEN out of desk draw, only 1. not both Lendrun Spinning Wheel Chock Stolen Strawberry guava fruit stolen off tree Quality cocoa Stolen Panasonic Hdmi and Auxilliary Cable BRANDNEW Spare key set, similiar to this STOLEN of book shelf at Rangari Sesame Seed, Poppy Seed and 2kg Sugar, stolen out of Kitchen Cupboard Seed Tube Tray Stolen Sari stolen whilst in transport through Australia Post Purple Sunnies Stolen by People in the Television Industry Thermometer stolen from desk at Rangari near Gunnedah in 2015 Pink and green cashmere gloves stolen Led Bike Light Stolen Large Leather Hat Box stolen out of Garage Reading Glasses stolen from Joblink Plus, Gunnedah, NSW, 2380 Pressure washer nozzle stolen from locked shed Good Hose Spray Stolen And Pink Sprinkler Similar To Photo Duracell Ultra Rechargable Batteries AAA New & Sealed Quite a few Screwdrivers Stolen over the Years Drill chuck and key x 3stolen near Gunnedah NSW 2016 by neighbors Dowel Rolling Pin Stolen Bormioli Rocco - Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar x 2 STOLEN one withTatsoi seeds, and 1 dried apricots 50g Ball Silk and Alpaca homespun yarn STOLEN from Long Cottage in Gunnedah 3 lots of fabric STOLEN FROM INSIDE HOUSE AT Rangari, NSW, Australia, Muslin, Cotton Spandex and Poly Crepe 2 inch rural poly length stolen 1m length of my hardwood 12mm beading strip stolen 12mm garden hose endRubber O Rings, pkt, STOLEN Electrical tape stolen half used 10 Drill Bits 5mm stolen off desk 1 metal and 11 silver parfait spoons stolen out of kitchen draw 16gb Usb stolen by people in the Television Industry 3 pairs of Reading Glass STOLEN, one side painted pink, possible politician thief Expensive Glass Bead Fringe, about 150cm long STOLEN 2016 Poor print quality from Spnfler Police for here today re-cable theft Items stolen at Colosseum, Miriam Vale and Builyan (Boyne Valley) Page 1 19MM Ironbark Timber Stolen from Builyan Boyne Valley by Local Nuisances New Ladder from Hardware Shop with Broken Bit – Faulty Goods Selling at Full Price 1 antique gold bumblebee shower hook STOLEN, Builyan, Boyne Valley, QLD, 2018 (moved to Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD) Unwanted Young Men Stealing from Single Women at Rail Crossing 12 Ute loads to move all my Stuff, because of Non-Thinking Callous Whim of Landlord Me, Emily Bieman, at Colosseum 2019, age 45yrs on Veranda of House were People Steal from me Sterling Silver Double Open Infinity Lobster Claw clasp for necklace STOLEN QLD Rail Workers Stopping Caboose on Farm to Nosy Around, and Toll story Mums Woven Woollen Cloth Cushions STOLEN from bedroom at Colosseum QLD. April May 2019 Orange tree that was poisoned Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, stolen at Colosseum, QLD, 2019 Life is a Series of Many Years of Been Totally Screwed Over MY Container, stolen from Colosseum farm by female local dogs (with my plants in it) FlyScreen Wheel Tool Stolen on farm at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off Ornamental Melaleuca‘s and recycling tub stolen from shade house in Miriam Vale Credit Card details Stolen by known woman (old lady), but Bank and Flight Centre who know her, do not give up Name to Police Thieves who Visited Colosseum on my Last Day There Ubobo Cat Panasonic TV vandalization when TV was left on Veranda Electric Beaters Stolen by company NOT Honouring Warranty – overseas company, London Windchime stolen off Veranda at farm at ColosseumMarch Cotton Bamboo Stolen from Colosseum Box of stuff for sale on ebay with Tyre, Petrol cap and Shoes stolen from Colosseum QLD near Miriam Vale Feb 2019 Blood on Veranda Mint green beaters stolen out of kitchen More Timber Stolen and how many Octopus Straps have I had been stolen now So Many Seeds Stolen From my Seed Chest NUISANCE theft by NUISANCE people - old hose connector and Invoices stolen 4am 1st Feb 2019 Bells Stolen at Rangari - ShopDoor Bell, School bell x 3, string of doorbells x 2 I managed to fit all stolen items from these 2 addresses, in on 1 page Items stolen at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin (still not edited from photos to text) Page 1 All these items have been stolen out of my house here a kookaburra Park gin gin The Audacity of some people Did You Recognize the Handwriting, Tegan Goodall - nuisance liar Luffas keep getting stolen, break and enter October 2020 No law against filming and posting on social media except for a private act like in the bathroom or sex. Celosia seed stolen from my house a kookaburra parked in gin by gang mentality More police harassment re-postoffice been at Gin‘s in police Some of the items STOLEN by girls at Gin Gin post office 2020 2021 Retailer spray bottle Nazis Physio papers stolen along with phone number 2 large plastic caged containers emptied overnight -they have no leaks in them, they were stolen 2 torches stolen from kookaburra park in Gin via toll Courier or Bunnings staff member, Suspected Thieving neighbours lay in wait, till I go outside into the garden, break into my house and do STUPID things WATER RELATED Delicious farmers fresh fruit and veggies Open padlock stolen from front door, Builyan, QLD, and Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD 2 stolen necklaces, one returned Big gap between the door in the wall pleated school uniform sabotage My good broccoli seeds stolen More mince stolen from my freezer Waste of money fruit Mail sign people TONNEAU COVER SUPPORT BAR stolen double theft by coles, and then a stupid blonde dog - stolen beef fillet Glue silicone sealant STOLEN from amazon Food stealing from Ebay Plumbing Fixtures Bad KMART refusing to sell to me via instore pick up only Physio red rubber fulcrum STOLEN, kookaburra Park, Gin Gin QLD, feb 2020 Dogs On Phone story Cotton seed stolen from kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, as well as Karen Stennets photo 2 Paint scrapers stolen Page 2 Another foot stabbing by passive aggressive bimbo Metal parfait spoons to stolen May 2020 Retailers overcharging me still Purslane stolen by neighbour or landlord Photo of all my knitting equipment laid out Tree guard stolen from front gate Birth certificate STOLEN in November December 2021 sometime, Gin Gin, QLD, kookaburra Park Watch and Wait - Little idiots waiting till I go outside Reading glasses stolen Seeds stolen Acacia baileyanna - Cootamundra wattle Russell Patterson seeds of eucalyptus stolen Ilike seeds rip off Bloody Chyro kookaburra park road entrance and lake Fisher and Paykel stealing again Company stealing via Google search results Ebay thieves Green long horizontal aluminium tube stolen Legal Courier theft going on by Pack and Send, and Just Freight Bundaberg PVA woodworking glue STOLEN, from locked house Stolen because they can Bramhi tea stolen Tap valve replacement stolen from inside house kookaburra Park gin gin Strange world Items that have been stolen through Australia Post Hay bimbo naziheads -this was stolen off my pc Maccas burgers contaminated, trying to copy fight club commonwealth bank stealing money from me via 13 calls costs 3dollars perminute Telstra stealing Internet September 2020 Dishonest thieves who do not have correct size management on listings Page 3 Aquarium plants stolen on the day I received it I love my sweet treats SPINTEL internet cutting out again this morning - 13th feb another coward letter left in my locker, note the hand writing 2 hakea seedlings stolen gin gin Queensland November 2021 Danger - buyer beware magnetic braclet Cane farmers polluting my air More reading glasses stolen Jan 2021 Mother‘s paying for their son‘s mistakes Telstra charged me for phoning 13 numbers Scissors stolen, I suspect by ebay staff Food stealing out of locked car - bimbos do it Optus, why do they bother Packet of futon screw bolt stolen from my tool cupboard 2020 2021 Lightbulb people overcharging in the name of Eco Is this a lookalike car Irrigation poly stolen by means of sabotage Data collection via printers apple call centre staff stealing off my ipad Two women lurking around my house this morning Car people stealing at mechanics Car cam stolen, later returned, and TF card for car camera stolen Harassment from airport bio security Medalling Nancy Truck Drivers Neighbours or TV people poisoning my drinking water bottle Rich water bottle thief Online sellers stealing from people Acetone nail polish stolen Page 4 Certain retailers in Australia Post making my life difficult Other businesses using my name to sell its fabrics online More food stolen out of my freezer Pen on string has gone missing again Port Macquaries Your Discount Chemist online thieves, again Another 2 spatulas stolen in 2020, and 1 in 2019 Suspected visiting neighbours kids stole hose sprayer then returned it week later WAX PRODUCT THAT DOES NOT WORK - this retailer is stealing from you Whole heap of beautiful pale pink paint stolen Manila folder with chronic disease management care plan stolen knitpro stolen cable stolen knitting needle reminder Tank overflow kit BRANDNEW stolen Budget Truck thieves stole 680 dollars NO CONVICTION More stealing from ebay Fake courier or one that just refuses to deliver OMG these Chinese Australian ebay sellers Stolen brick $60 brand-new 500ml bottle of rosemary essential oil haircare stolen Stolen chocolate‘s Secateurs stolen The richest woman in gin gin they are stealing my food from my fridge Council Men in Beeping Trucks and who do Signs Microsoft wasting my time with capita not working champagne sunglasses STOLEN - another pair of sunglasses Timber screw, brass, 40×20MM stolen in June 2019 Cooking wines stolen Pepper Essential Oil stolen stolen - Yoga For A Healthy Back DVD fake canon website Page 5 Another craft items stolen; craft glue the stupid mother bitches stole not just 1, but all my glues Computer Nerd Drama Borage and Bergamot Essential Oils STOLEN, ASWELL AS SOME RUMP STEAK apple bitches stealing from me again garden and veranda intruders the worst online order all year Maybe they sent faulty one, but I think the concept of essential oil on heated pad doesn’t work Stalking 'after-shopping' car thief, strikes again 3 cameras, along with SD Cards STOLEN by nazis 2 pink linen pillow slips STOLEN, stolen from my church pew storage space, inside my rental house at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD These are the arseholes that own ace hardware in Gin Gin, QLD, Australia Half a caddy of petrol stolen more harrassment by a dog at kookaburra park Still removing my notices from the community noticeboard landlord and landlords minions unlawfully breaks into my rental house - this is how to telly off a BULLY youtube vid; landlord + landlords minions unlawfully breaks into my rental house purse necklace that was stolen Ergon guestimating and overcharging on final bill before relocating Stolen - Nat Killer, Organic, stolen, just before I left Kookaburra Park 1 small whisk stolen from kookaburra park eco village in gin gin qld Stolen, 3.5m long Rio Rod, Taken from front Kookaburra Eco village glass jar with screws stolen STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away Extra large Wrought Iron Hanging Basket, STOLENvia distraction where has all my honey gone I thought my 10mx10m fruitfly netting had been stolen, but then remembered a gumtree person took it for $35 Items stolen at Sarina Page 1 Blue Fringed Top STOLEN Glass Jar with Screws Stolen Last Minute Desperate Theft Raid On My Stuff Before I Moved -aka STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away Small nutribullet cup with handle STOLEN, and 102 Range RD, new Bungalow built for the sole purpose of neighbour harassment- built by rich evil dogs Eucalyptus woodwardii seed stolen, March 2022, from inside my locked house. NBNCO Antics More Sewing Project Sabotage - Burn in Ribbon Petunia in small Pot – seed from ‘Large Cherry’, Etsy Poland, STOLEN Laundry Powder Stolen Little Bit at a Time over Many Months Came home today to discover this – smashed rear blinker This is what Loopydogcrazed Women do - steal Pale Pink Underwear 1st Sarina phone dog I have seen The thieving continues at my new address – SD card reader stolen Tagetes Essential Oil Stolen Record of fake fire alarms with the photo of fire alarm disablement yellow sticker Computer Nerds Stealing from Neighbours who Advertise Products to Sell on Social Media or Websites Water jug x 1 filterSTOLEN Grey Paper Scissors Stolen (another – this bimbo thief is obsessed with my scissors) Neighbour Antics at new subtropical spot - 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. Geranium Punnet Stolen, Oct Nov 2022 Food Theft Again -1 Rolled Frozen Chicken Breast STOLEN Another trip into town, another bunch of nonthinking sign people MONUMENTAL NUISANCE Another pair of Reading Glasses Stolen, Magnification 3 3 year old Hibiscus POISONED Pink Nylon Netting Stolen from outside my unit last night, Sat 5th Aug 2023, and Marketing Conspiracy Theory Sarina Signs Non thinking Sarina Council killing Native Trees for no reason other than SPITE Dug up and stolen here on Range Rd Sarina, one 2yr old Frangipani ‘Starburst Red’ – Plumeria rubra Pen Stolen After I Contacted Stationery Shop For Some More Good Ones 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. Page 2 Items stolen at Sarina Janome Sewing Foot, J was Stolen off my Sewing Machine, in my locked car in Mackay Set a Car Trap to Catch and Arrest Thieves TOO EASY and Anger, Violence and Rioting, is a direct result from disrespect Food Thief Again More Sarina Food Stealing Melaleuca trichophylla tubestock STOLEN Telstra slow internet problems again at Sarina starting from Oct 2022 Again, my neighbours are stupidly stealing from me - male aquarium fish All the Business’s in Sarina who have stolen from me Black Outs and Electricity Problems at Sarina Missing 45 Photo Stories from my Computer and Website, that I’ve had to Re-Upload The Same People Stealing from Me, Is Purchasing My Seeds Under Somebody Else's Name? Molly Lookalike on Warrior Women show by Bimbos On Prime Uk Show - Get Off My Back People Who Drive Around All Day Looking For Single People To Leave Their Homes, So They Can Steal From Them Kangaroo Mince Stolen from my Locked Car at Sarina Mitre 10 Carpark Devious Mouse Theft Shift in Mentality needed re Plant Material Theft Chip placed in my glass tank after I uploaded my YouTube aquarium vid 17th July 2023 Seed Stealing through the Post- with Australian Government Saving the Thieves Missing Sticky Tape, similar to this but with yellow label, Dec 2023, Sarina Dodgy Australian Thief Exposure plus their media REWARDERS Culinare Garlic Press that does not work AT ALL – so Supermarket Theft Online Retail Thieves not paying for Return Postage 3. Concession stamp Collage blurb: This is blank spot, as I am sure there will be more. Plus the stupid dogs are telling everyone I am moving, when I AM NOT, - they do this deliberatley, to encourage the stupid people around here, to steal from me. Apparently, if they think you are not local, this is an invitation to steal. I AM SURROUNDED BY MORONS. Banned Google Reviews and Supermarket Antics Pdf Thala Resort in Port Douglas refusing service and calling customers DOGS Supermarket Antics Allowrie Butter, the best on the market NO LONGER AVAILABLE Some Food Brands that have tainted products in order to either cost cut or trick, trick as in swindle, the consumer No broccoli at woollies Woolworths butchery contaminating their meat for ‘common enemy’ GANG MENTALITY Purina salmon biscuits making my cat sick Exorbitant butter prices from Coles Coles stealing via dairy products and non-delivery charge on credit card $30 Sabotaged milk from Australian farmers ,Chinese owned, plus Coles and woollies Contaminated milk from Coles Bundaberg Why are there no fresh peas available at Coles and woollies Coles not coming through with all items in online trolley No moral butchers Woolworths stealing by double charging for postage Woolworths liars and the other Woolworths liars who save them Woolworths not experiencing food shortages, but Woolworths have declared war on certain customers, refusing foods - NO BASMANTI RICE MORE PURINA CAT FOOD CAUSING CAT TO BE SICK wasteful cat food Food Shortages at the super market more rotten fruit from Woollies and Coles no delivery slots left AGAIN at supermarket This nectarines from Woollies were treated with a fungicide (Bundaberg) Online order theft for the past 3yrs - potato shortage in Australia Coles customers stealing from me in the form of stealing my items from the shelf Paper towel and Facial Tissue shortages since 2020, still 2023 More coles IT Nerds mucking up my orders - or could be same ones, probably is Bloody Coles Stealing My Food out of my Trolley at Delivery time - what is my cat going to eat Garden at Rangari, NSW, Australia Many photos of my plants Rangari Garden Map All the food that I grew in the Rangari garden near Gunnedah – on bore water – the “Great Artesian Basin” Favourites page Cat photos Garden Photos Garden in flower My swimming pool shots Proposed new rail route Chocolate Tart Acacia collage Ocean shots x 3 I love it! Fantastic underwater shot of synchronised swimming in the 2016 Olympics Go straight to the beginning - About p1

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 Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia P2 1. Garden Grow Bags, 100L, 40cm high x 39cm wide. with handles STOLEN 2 of 3 Garden Grow potato bags has been stolen. I purchased 3 of these way back in 2012 or so from GE. One was stolen when I was living at Tulcumbah, near Keepit dam, Gunnedah. Another was taken from Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin (I think, it could have disappeared at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD, there are heaps of farmer thieves in that area, just as bad as Gunnedah). GET YOUR OWN GODDAM POTATO BAGS you non-thinking morons. 2. I briefly visited Melbourne 2006, while I was there, these items were STOLEN Copper Kettle: Most likely stolen by the removalists who packed everything aswell as moved everything. Or it could have been flatmate Mat who had a slut girlfriend, who I think was that stalking blonde bimbo from petersham. Or it could have been my sister Penny who unboxed it at Henry st before I took box out to farm? Or some stupid dog who heard me talking about my copper kettle just before I went to get it, and took it a few hrs before I unpacked it - most likely in my opinion -fuck off you stupid thieving pervert unwanted goddam blonde bimbo DOGS. I miss my kettle. I missed it. I often cooked over flames, and needed it numerous times. BTW, I do not recommend those removalists who also pack everything, they neglected to pack anything in my shed - so all my tools were left behind, 2 kitchen cupboards under the sink were neglected, plus they put strong adhesive labels on absolutely all my stuff, impossible to remove - I could see their labels for the next 15 years on all my stuff. 2 Litres of Fine Grade Sewing Machine Oil STOLEN, I suspect by a Melbourne industrial sewing machine mechanic that came out to my house to service my overlocker - he did a shady job, and later the needle bar fell out while I was using it, and he had to come back to fasten it properly. So, he probably had a grudge. Unfortunatly, I did not write his name down, otherwise I would name and shame him - it is the only thing that works to stop bully thieves. The Cotton gardening hat was stolen while I visited an open Garden in Melbourne {which was huge at the time, 1000’s of people toured around every weekend at all the gardens – more popular than the footy!}. So I was in the huge garden, and I got up from a shady bench that I was briefly resting on, and I left my hat behind, literally about 20seconds later, I remembered I forgot it, and doubled back to get it, and in that time, it was taken. People are so fucked. A whole new 2L of PVA glue was also stolen from my linen cupboard in Melbourne, I suspect pervert female blonde bimbos. There were heaps of them at my RMIT course that I was doing – all of them were thieves, the whole class (I was the only honest person there). Female thieving young girl bimbos. There’re a disgrace. 3. Old Fashioned Long Handled Weeding Tool, with painted white handle, Stolen While I was living on a farm called “Tulcumbah” on the Orange Grove Rd, near Gunnedah; Knapmans brick house 2007. {btw, that 3bdrm brick house would have driven that stupid short blonde girl hung up on class, NUTS! HAHAHAH HAHHAH HA!! lol} This tool was part of a 3-piece set, belonging to my late Grandmother, including a rake, and a cultivator with 3 prongs. Today, I still have both, all with white painted handles. They are very old and high-quality garden tools. The kind they do not make anymore. I will ‘will’ the person who stole this weeding tool, to get cancer and die. Those tools also would irritate that stupid blonde, it was probably her. Although I do recall seeing that stupid woman, I think from BONDS, in western Sydney there? I wrote a story about it later, re, she stole 2 dozen trees I had planted on the Orange Grove rd. Total female bimbo Phsycho. She later stole my Petunia seedling from up rental unit here at Sarina, 30 yrs later, she was working for Bunnings. She belongs in jail. If it were up to me I would have her shot. In the ear. WAKEY WAKEY 4. Lilly's, Saffron and Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa BULBS STOLEN off veranda at Rangari The reason I suspect Marisa was because I saw her (or someone that looks like her but I’m pretty sure it actually was Marisa), who is now living in the UK, she was on one of those UK gardening shows, and they were doing this weird thing, and they were explaining how to lift plants, as in to transplant, it was like they were talking to my stupid and easily manipulated neighbours, and showing them how to dig up my plant and “lift” it - and thus they stole my saffron. That particular girl was at my fashion class, she really didn’t like me, she was rude. I’m not entirely sure why, what her problem was, she was just a bitchy little girl with red hair. So, I suspect she saw my garden, and was jealous, and stole my saffron. Typical little girl behaviour, but mainly, the underlying reason that they steal, is because they think they’re superior than me, and deserve it more than me. Talk about mental health problems; most girls are messed up in the head. And you know what, ever since my Saffron was stolen, whenever I’m shopping and I see saffron on the shelf, ($1000/kg) or I read a recipe that has saffron in it, I’m always reminded of the stupid little bitch thieves from TV world, that stole my saffron plant. And I get angry and pissed off every time. I purchased that saffron for me, it was a long term investment. I paid for it. I didn’t purchase it for some stupid little bimbo. You know now, due to all the stupid bimbo copycats, I can’t watch any gardening show from any country, because the TV presenters get their mignon friends, to “lift” plants from my garden. Especially anything rare or expensive (or extra pretty). They are disgraceful and have no morals or empathy for anyone but themselves. Who do you think helped me find rare and expensive plants in the first place? Who? Btw, that red head’ one day in class time, we were out at a clothing factory that had the new gerbre computer for textiles, we were all ushered to a room that had the new grading system set up, and I noted in the room next door was also the new CAD, computer aided Design. So, I quietly ventured next door, and started figuring it out and using it, playing around on it. And that red head girl kept bitching about me to the teacher, “she’s in the other room, she’s in the other room and not here doing this”. And the teacher was like - Oh my god you stupid dog (under her breath ) “she’s doing it, just leave her alone”. You know this totally summarises pretty much all women, in my opinion, they’re just non-thinking little jealous bitches. I bet she is a bloody third born. I can’t reiterate enough, and how many times do I have to say it: stop having more than two kids you stupid bimbo mothers, you cannot raise fully functional “multiple kids”. FYI worldwide, there are 14million refugees – that’s 14million UNWANTED KIDS WAKE UP and stop bloody breeding. Why am I the only person with this ultra important message. 5. CCTV camera Vandalised and Destroyed by neighbours trying to EMPOWER their kids This camera was set up on my mailbox at Rangari, on the farm, because the neighbours kids, we’re vandalising my mailbox and possibly stealing my mail. I know it was the neighbours kids because get this; my neighbour Steve Carter, must not have wanted his boys ending up like the complete anal pussy type of person, (such as that you might find working at the Gunnedah Post Office), so he used me to ‘empower’ his kids, by bringing his kids around to my place on their quad bikes (they’re really a wealthy family), and he encouraged them to vandalise my mailbox. I saw them do it from the pine forest, I had walked down to see what the commotion was. (Mail box was about 1/2 km from the house). That’s when I put up the camera, and then a week later this is what I find. What an arsehole. I believe other parents do it as well, using me in this sick manner. Rack off you stupid “using” cunt parents. Empower your own little spoilt brat kids. I believe my last landlord did it too (copycat) she encouraged her 12yr old son to poison my water-bottle with pee. Parents with serious mental health problems. And I think some stupid farming woman did it just last week too; brought her kids around to vandalize my trees out front, and stole the frangipani, plus they pulled several tufts out of my huge pink shaggy rug, that was drying out front near the trees – the only patch of sun here. I got a photo of them with car dashcam, it’s on you tube now. Stupid farming woman copying Steve Carter. I bet all those thefts at Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, Agnes Water, like my chocolate and roo mince out of the fridge, were done by stupid farming women egging their kids on too. I would say over half the items stolen from me to date, have been done in this manner, by stupid copycat parents/uncles “egging” their kids to do something bad. Thinking that they are having fun with their kids. Absolute arsholes. Mmmm, it seems I need to do a photo story called “ Ways to Empower your Child without stealing from Emily Bieman” (fuck people are stupid – work it out yourselves). Man – this is a whole big thing, and it starts from the get go, day one of birth. It is a whole “way” of raising, and also being around other people, all other people. It is this thing called respect. And you cannot suddenly teach your child empowerment in one situation. Savvy parents know already how do to it. Only stupid parents would encourage their kids to break the law as a way to feel empowered. STUPID. It reminds me of 2 of my 2 siblings, one raises his kids a certain way, the other, his wife mainly, raises in a different way. And it is SO OBVIUOS which way is better. The child that is constantly watched and monitored, and told what to do and when to do it by his mother, mainly, (USED; ride your child!), is the child who is UNEMPOWERED, and thus also is rude, disrespectful, and ‘naughty’. The other child who does not have “over control-freak” parents, is fully EMPOWERED, and is a child that behaves and can take the initiative. SO OBVIOUOS which way is best, when it comes to child rearing. If your child misbehaves – parent – it is totally YOUR FAULT. Also, I did a story when I was living at Gin Gin about empowering your kids so that they can later, know how to compete in the workplace. I mentioned dancing and spearfishing, and anyway, that is another story that has been stolen! I had so many that I wrote at Gin Gin that have been stolen. I can only assume that there's a whole heap of thieving writer bimbo women who live at Gin Gin. I did actually want to go back and edit it, and remove the spearfishing bit, because, word is, all the fishes are now living in even more fear, not only do they have big fish to watch out for, but they have all of these little kids swimming around with spears! Poor fishies! 6. My Seed Measuring Spoons Stolen ½ tsp measure STOLEN was stolen from inside my house at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW in 2016 I use this teaspoon on a daily basis as I sell seeds and I use it to measure out the seeds, so I hope that person gets cancer and dies. Furthermore, I believe the person who stole, it was a television cooking related personality, and they had ordered seeds previously from me, {I had advertised “a heaped spoon” for some of my seed sales}. And I believe this person was ‘gruffted’ because they didn’t feel like their seed qty was ‘heaped’ enough, being a cook. And so they stole my spoon out of stupid childish spite. And this is unbelievable greed, because most people when they send you seeds, they send often less than 50 seeds (other seed sellers are very scabby), yet in my heaped ‘spoon’ sales, there would be literally thousands, if not millions of seeds in each pkt. Yet this person was still ‘gruffted’ enough to steal my spoon. Stupid little idiot. Btw, as I have (had) a whole set of measurement spoons in this black finish, today when I went to find the tablespoon, I noted it was gone too. 7. Alpaca fibres STOLEN, many, a lot, small portions like this This much (80g) of hand dyed dirty green alpaca fibre was STOLEN out of my cupboard, some time within the last 3 years I have had countless amounts of small amounts of fibre stolen out of my fibre cupboard, whilst I lived at Rangari. Not to mention knitting needles. I believe there are a lot of knitters in Gunnedah, as well as a lot of old NEGS girls who sit around and knit. But, I suspect my landlord has been stealing my fibres, via her husband or her daughters, I’m not entirely sure? She sees me knitting, and wants to knit the same - in typical female jealous form. Hey, you silly bimbo, these are my fibres, get your own dam fibres and dye your own dam fibres; get out of my life. Since I relocated to a house where the landlord does not knit, I have had no more fibre stolen. 8. Evil Sneaky Female Camera Sabotage Thieves This really happened to my camera, it is not a figment of my imagination; My little Kodak camera , purchased in 2005, served me well. It was a good purchase, (albeit $1000! from HN), but it is a ‘superior’ point and shoot easy camera. You are paying for simplicity in use, and superiority in function. This very fact, if you have been reading my blog, and now have an understanding of the jealous bimbos who stalk and obsess over me, you will know, that this camera, would really piss them off. As they think I am “undeserved” of anything good / superior. It is a thing for them, their issue. Their bimbo issue. So those evil bitches, came up with a plan to sabotage – they could not steal it, its value would raise alarms. So, one night it was ‘borrowed’. And when I went to use it subsequently, I discovered there was a speck of something inside the lens. That certainly was not there before; now permanently marking every photo. It was either tampered with, or swapped camera for camera, good with bad (actually I think the latter is more likely; this is what they do, they have done it on several items (my fabric scissors, my cocoa, spray bottles, crockery, bread flour….), and they think I will not notice – stupid bitches. I tried to fix it, but was unable to put it all back together again, and eventually I just had to chuck it out of frustration. Thieves Thieves Thieves. Now I have no good camera, the $1000 Sony one I purchased to replace it, was CRAP, I since sold it for $300 at Cash Converters, the only place where I could sell it, since I have been ban everywhere else, and they ‘stole’ from me with that price. And the one I purchased to replace that, was the Panasonic Zoom, also, inferior – no idea how to do good camera. BTW I heard a thieving dog at the time this was going down, it was at Peter Longs. Camera was Kodak EasyShare DX7590 9. Plant Ownership, amongst other dodgy things out of Control In Australia Hort Ind Example; NON hybrids, Isopogon divergens is Isopogon divergens, it is not Isopogon “Stuckey's” like Belinda Trigg from Trig Nursery sold it as. The horticulture industry is wrought with tricksters and persecutory tormenters with big arrogant egos or kids who want to ‘name’ plants. Not naming any names, Belinda Trigg, (oh whoops I already did), since she banned me from her online shop, for no apparent reason; {She banned me from her shop because I called her out on Facebook, social media about her pretending to be Philip Stuckey from Pretty Woman}. (I told you I have women who try to inflict pain on me – they coward cunts – trying to empower themselves, and trying to use me for this purpose.) Even worse that that foolish cunt, is other women who seem to try to protect those bully women, and give her favour for business. Reward the bullies, that’s what they do in Australia. Beastly bully pain inflictors, who don’t think anyone is looking, well guess again, we have social media now, where everybody sees everything, so don’t mess with me unless you are happy with EVERYONE seeing what you do you little coward bullies. well, just don’t mess with me STOOPID. What were you thinking you stupid woman. NOT WITHOUT MY PERMISIOONS YOU SENSELESS LITTLE CUNT And while I am at it - there a lot of dodgy women in the horticulture industry trying to sell plants to suckers. I have been victim at least 3 times, with labels stating that it is certain colour, when it’s actually not. Or has a fragrance when it does not. And, this is also what they do; In some poor country, in Asia somewhere, maybe Africa?; they thought of a plan to make money for the local community, and that was by collecting a native plant that grows there, and tell all the wealthy Europeans, and or “stupid Australians” that it was super healthy food (Goji berry). This is a total lie, Goji berry is super sweet, not super healthy. And of course, it is a weed in its native area. But today it is a huge money maker in the health food industry, all based on a lie. These are the greedy thieving dishonest antics that people get up to for money, and I personally believe a lot of people do not understand the concept of win/win, they just want win/lose, they don’t care if the consumer loses. And do not realize this is a bad business attitude which will end in FAIL. And, so, not only are there those types of people who know perfectly well what they’re doing in the “scam money making market”, but, on the other hand, there’s a lot of people, re sellers, that have no idea what they’re doing, and they’re selling these deceptions too, like plants to people in certain areas where the plant has got buckley‘s chance of growing; labels aren’t labelled correctly with a proper growing conditions. Such as “will die if waterlogged” or “will not stand humidity” or “will not stand prolonged inland droughts”. Stuff like that is important and always missing. Sometimes I suspect they do it deliberately, so people buy the plant, the plant dies, and then they’ve gotta buy another one. It pays to read up about plants before buying. Since it’s really easy to do with Google, it’s like fun homework! 10. Knitting Needles, Stolen, Returned, Some still Stolen, plus others not shown here Stolen, plus Fibres Stolen, and more Stolen These knitpro needle cables , were stolen, but after I posted this - all but 1 were returned! Seriuolsy, there is some blonde woman out there, who is making it her mission to retirieve all my needles. I am certain of it, plus, if they can’t be found, she is even going so far, as to purchase new ones, and slip them in their envelope. So this one is the only one missing now - of the expensive Knitpro brand ones, but I have had HEAPS of others stolen, mainly when I lived at Rangari, as there are a lot of knitters in Gunnedah - thieving old ladies who do not know about ebay, and can get their own new metal modern needles for a few dollars, STUPID OLD LADIES; blonde bimbo types, but now old and grown. So below photo shows all the metal needles missing today. Below that, shows some of my Bamboo ones missing. And below that is a photo of all my knitting equipment - I am a serious knitter! It is infuriating siting down on a new knit project reaching for my needle box, only to discover the ones I want are NOT THERE. INFURIATING. This happened multiple times. MULTIPLE, some sort of dog game. As I am thinking about my new project and what size needle I will use, someone sneaks in and takes the size I settled on. So, not ALL that has been stolen, is shown here. I have not even gone through my Bamboo sets, to see what’s missing (I prefer knitting with metal!). And heaps of different fibres were stolen over the 10 years I lived at Rangari. I hope the Bimbo women who stole them get cancer and die, then burns in hell. You stupid untrustworthy, dishonest, thieving women. Womens biggest weakness – they are DISHONEST. Course, it could have been Heath Barwick the halfwit drug dealing neighbour who stole them. 11. Gunnedah Council Library Dogs – devious plans to steal through fines This photo was stolen, not only off my website, but from all my backup devices! Plus, my reviews were removed from 3 different online websites. I think it is worth making another photostory about it. It describes my experience with Gunnedah Public library, and how I was cast out by stupid bitch dog. (Stolen because those goddam bullies at Gunnedah Council do not want anyone to know what they get up too – their true nature). Their main issue, they do not want any ‘well read’ smart people, they want girls to be just as stupid as them, they want everyone to be the same as them. Plus, they devised a way to steal cash from people: This one particular librarian, blond brown hair (If I could name names, I would) refused to give me an extension on my library loan, as I lived out of town – no reason why she could not, she just did not out of bitch spite. And NO, I was not disrespectful in any way when I asked for it (you stupid bimbos who blame me for somebody else’s bitch behaviour; I have had it up to here with you, it is not my fault you or any other woman are stupid. Got it.) And then when I went there, she organized along with bitches from Gunnedah Council - 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, I was later told by the Tafe Librarian (one with common sense) that I was the only person in Gunnedah to receive a parking ticket ever. Bloody bitchy dogs. I don’t even know that bitch libarian?) So that librarian plus other council staff were in cahoots. She was one of those non-thinking phone twits who would talk to me like she was talking to me on a phone, like, shove the phone into my view whenever I came to the counter to check out books. Weirdo. Fuck off. Due to that stupid librarian and her stupid council co-horts, they did not get those amazing books back that needed the extension, as I really could not make it in to town, and I sure as hell was not going to pay that stupid thieving bitch her requested $15 late fine – the whole point of her refusal – was so she could steal $15. (The books were given to charity) They might not want to be so stupid in the future. But I will no longer go to the library ever again, and stick to Google. Which is a shame, as I have spent many hours in a library over the years, as I have mentioned I was library prefect in primary school!! And practically read every book in that school library! Least this happened after I had my “socks blown off” by the books about native plants. I was told that librarian was fired because of this incident, but I would be surprised if this was the case; most instance with revolting bullies like her, (and there are many) - they get away with it all the time, there is no “mother” to take her stupid child and reprimand, there is no ”teacher” to give the bully detention. It’s like if I want that girl to understand how wrong she is, I would personally have to go and seek her out – follow her, and attack her in some way, physically punish her, so she is shocked into understanding). And as if I am going to do that! STUPID LITTLE GIRL WHO STILL NEEDS HER MOTHER. This is just one of the antics that those Gunnedah council girls, – little girls, get up to in order to screw people about. They are literally thieves who devise plans of how to steal from customers, especially ones they do not know very well. I also want to mention here, I am a very polite and respectful person. I would never be rude to a sales person behind the counter, or pick a fight. I’m very softly spoken. It was a standard that I was raised within my family, and also with the private education I had. Being rude or offensive is just not an option and certainly not a part of my nature. I feel some people say (and do say) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” But this is actually just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be respectful towards. It is an attitude by small minded little girls in the community of Gunnedah (and elsewhere, Bundaberg just the same) and I’m writing about it. I also want to add, now that I’ve had years and years and years of these antics from the stupid little girls. I now have the opinion that most people, women, I would say 85%, are basically stupid, they can’t think for themselves, and 10 out of 10 will steal from me. I have also known prominent feminists to also later in their lives, reach this conclusion, a whole change of mind coming about from experience. Yet, still I am respectful and polite, as usual. I mostly do not want any kind of confrontation or relationship with any other women (when you fight with someone you enter a relationship with them). I believe now, that those dogs behind the counter, can actually sense my belief about them, even though I don’t give them any signs, I keep things friendly, smiley and brief. But they can sense my ‘stance’, and the fact that they can’t manipulate me with their ‘sweet charm’, is the main issue. I’m pretty smart, and this is what really annoys them, and why they are so rude, disrespectful and dismissive. Aside from the photo above, stolen, I’ve written about this ‘little girl’ issue before, and it was stolen too, telling me that I am definitely hitting the nail on the head with this one. Although I have mentioned it’s also about happiness - most bully girls can’t stand to see me (or anyone) happy, that really ticks them off too,- in fact I believe Lady Gaga wrote a song about it “Poker Face”. I definitely do not have a poker face, in fact, quite the opposite. I use my face extensively and probably way more than a typical person. When it comes to expressing myself, I use my face; a lot of nose scrunching, and or, a lot of smiling. I do it deliberately so I don’t have to speak (!), a subconscious learnt ability. I would be truly hopeless at playing poker. I have a natural desire to be honest, unlike most other women. Someone told me it is also a ‘pretty thing’, as in, plain or ugly girls are treated badly by behind the counter sales girls and young men. And that is why, when I was in my 20’s I had a lot of older people telling me to smile, (it helps with an ugly face). I would agree with this. As what would happen, if I didn’t smile, the sales girl would think I was angry, even though I wasn’t angry at all, but just because of my face, like it wasn’t like a pretty little ‘made up’ face (I never wear makeup), so she thinks, I was angry with her, so therefore she starts picking a fight with me, and some of them, the really stupid ones, would follow me after I left the store, and continue to fight with me, like verbal abuse, harassment, and theft. And I have no idea often who they are, or what the issue is. So stupid. I think this personally is a big reason why I have had so many women stealing from me - it just comes down to their shallow stupidity. Oh, and someone else told me this library situation was sexual discrimination, as many people, for some reason, think I am gay. So, it was ‘gay bashing’ – female style. Again, see their stupidity. Not gay. Apparently, any type of harassment is sexual harassment, I assume that means anyone who gives me a hard time or steals from me, is sexually frustrated! {and the majority of people who do, are women – OMG, go and take care of yourselves you stupid repressed twits. Such irony here.} And, while I am reminded of this library, one time, I was there, the dogs who ‘go get people from my paste’, and ‘insert’ them, across my current path, were there, they got some aboriginal girl from Tafe, who must have done something nasty and bitchy (don’t ask me what – I pay no attention to most people, oh, I think she was just rude. Yeah, pay no attention if they are rude. So, then they got another aboriginal girl who I did not know, to cross my path and make up some joke (not at my expense) – they do this to make up for what the stupid bitch did – they do this over and over and over again, over many many years. Same arrogant dogs arranging it. But I have heard some VERY CLEVER jokes in my time! I also had problems in 2023 with Sarina council poisoning my trees, and stalking by ‘inserting across my path’, with same female lollypop road worker. I remember back when I was 18 or something, also and in fact, I was in the library, different librarian?, and it must've been some situation along the lines of what I've been talking about above, I mean, I don't even remember it well, but it just didn't make sense of why this person was nasty. And, there was somebody else standing in the library, and she turned to me, she could see I didn't understand what was going on in the situation, and she said "oh it's Council related, the Council only employ really stupid people..." and she went on for about 10 minutes of telling me the process of how they employ council workers, and they type of person who works at council!! She must've been someone old and wise, like I am now, trying to explain to a young person, who has no idea about how the world works at all! I remember it now. So funny! They also edited this with 20 spelling mistakes. 12. This is how I Have to Lock the Door now, Thieves Stealing My Keys At this house in Rangari, thieves often (4 times) stole my keys. I kept having to change the locks, at considerable expense. At one point this is what I had to do, because I couldn’t afford to go into town every time they were stolen. The amount of money I have had to spend on new locks/ padlocks/ keys/ key copies/ security cameras – it would be well into the thousands now, and continues to be just such a waste of money, at least $60 a quarter to run CCTV. Curse them, I hope those thieves GET CANCER AND DIE. Btw, I would NOT want to be in their shoes, they will have major karmic dept now HA HA. I suspect it was my landlord David Heywood who took them at least twice. Bad enough if you misplace them, but when they are actually stolen, and you have been looking all that time….. so pissed off. {btw, I have a tracker in my keys now, car and unit - HA again) 13. Thief Access Via Cat Flaps That was my front door with the catflap at Rangari, (homemade cat flap worked well, but I had to cut a hole in it for 1 of my cats who was blind, he couldn’t see it otherwise, but he could sense the light through the hole) Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo showing the door closed from the inside, because right next to the door was my purple bowl of cat food. I would always leave a bowl of bikys for my cats to help themselves whenever they want. Just in case they were hungry out of meal times! One morning after I just left a new bowl of bikys there the night before, I looked at the bowl and it was completely empty (usually takes about 2 weeks for them to go through a bowl of bikys {no mould or moisture problems in Gunnedah!}) And some desperado little girl thief, had literally put her hand through that cat flap and reached for the bowl, then emptied the contents of the bowl, and then put the bowl back. Can you believe that? You better. I suspect it was Emma Finylason and Heath Barwick because at that particular time suddenly a cat appeared at their address, {I went round there to confront them about another stolen item and drunk behaviour, and Emma kicked her cat, severely, out of frustrations, as I was telling her off} SUMS IT UP DOESN’T IT.} Plus they’re the only neighbours I had within a 5km radius, plus Heath Barwick is a drunken thieving retard idiot, which I have previously described in great detail on this blog. Those people have no idea of karmic debt, do they? Idiots. Stupid. {Or possibly Emma was there to try and save Heath from copying a ‘verbal’ beating from me. So, she gets it instead. Go ahead, try and save Heath Barwick! Lol lol. He has serious UNWANTED CHILDHOOD issues. I need to mention again, I do not really know Heath Barwick, I had meant him once or twice briefly when I was 18. We are not friends. Nor do I know Emma well, we never spoke at school, she was in a younger year. I should mention here, wherever I go I have dogs who follow me (I believe they are NEGS related; Cathy Goldman and older girls ahead of my year, Wainberg girl, related) and often when I go into certain shops, (on my list), the dogs are there waiting listening in to my conversation with the shop girl, in order to “monitor” me, to make sure I do not say anything “wrong”. There are really threatened by me. So, the dogs now think, it is because of them, that I am a respectful well-spoken lady {can you believe that? - it’s true, this is what those stupid women do, and they often steal in the situation too}. So, I am guessing Emma and that stupid blonde thought she would be safe from a verbal lashing. Fuck off you stupid dogs; that school is the WORST SCHOOL in the world. Oh, I want to point out, I had just switched to a new expensive brand of bikys, and these ones were extra special, not only were they extra small for two of my cats who were quite small, but the cats loved them, thought these ones very tasty. (No ash or cardboard). So those biscuits were definitely stolen by a jealous dog. She was jealous of these cat biscuits. In that same manner of the stupid short blonde who thinks I am not deserved of anything good, but she thinks she IS deserved, and so just takes from me. Maybe Emma was ‘egged’ on by this stupid blonde? I am so outrageously irritated, by stupid stupid jealous little twits. PISS OFF, get your own life. You know, actually I have observed, most people when they encounter me, they kind of hang around wanting something, and if I don’t give them anything, then they just take something. They have this strange juvenile mentality where I should have to give them something just because they are perving on me, like a child that hangs around a mother who is cooking, wanting a little sample morsel. The stupid nature of people is just ridiculous. Fuck off you stupid little bimbo dogs. I don’t fucking owe you anything. 14. The Reject Shop Thieves In Gunnedah when I used to shop at the Reject Shop (one of those $2 import shops) I had many items stolen out of my bag. Stolen when I shopped instore, as well as from my car while I was instore, as well as from out of my bag or car, after I had left the store, during the course of the day at some point. Thieving stalkers. It was so bad, that I invested in a car camera, and instead of running the carcam while I was travelling, I would have to turn the camera on when I was parked in the car park, and one time just after I installed my carcam, there was a huge commotion when I was instore at the Reject Shop, and I literally saw these dogs talking on phones to the person trying to break into my car. (The dogs get men to do their dirty work, and the dogs act as ‘look outs’, watching where I am at.) I overheard them talking about my carcam. So, the 2 yobo men must’ve seen the camera and so have not broken in to my car (I saw the 2 men as I left the store, 2 young looking boys in their 20’s with freckles and brown hair). So, ha ha ha ha ha - they couldn’t steal from my car once I installed the camera. The most common item I had stolen from these little two-dollar shops (there were 2 guilty stores in Gunnedah, The Reject Shop near Coles and Crazy Sam’s in the old Co-op), were reading glasses. They would usually steal them even before I got home and unpacked my bag. Sometimes they used to do it in a sneaky manner, the same tactics as what a magician uses to distract their audience. I especially found if there was a movie or a television show that had just started which was about magic or had a magician, or magicians in it, then the pickpocketing and theft would increase 50-fold. Also, the Reject shop in Gunnedah got such a bad reputation it had to close. I can assure you anyone who is a magician is a thief; the thieving personality is the type attracted to being a magician. And anybody wanting to see a magic show live or on television are complete morons. So not only did I have to have a camera on in my car when I left it, but I also had to have a camera around my neck when I went instore, and after I did these two things, finally the thieving almost ceased. Except now they figured out how they can do it in a legal manner, and that’s by scanning; girls (staff) go around scanning products that are on my list, and making them a higher price than the stated tag on the shelf, or often they remove the tag. So, once I moved to Sarina where there is a Reject Shop, I thought, well I’m in a whole new area, 1500 km away from the Gunnedah Reject Shop, why don’t I try to go here see what happens; but sure, enough I was overcharged by 75c the first time at checkout, as well as was ripped off with some faulty waxing products, (but I was able to return those and get my money back). The little short blonde girl was there, and who apologised (of course I do not accept her apology, I hope that girl gets cancer and dies) but I had to go back to get tissues (none at the supermarket) and the girl attempted to overcharge me again by 5c (for some reason I paid cash both times). The game of overcharging. In fact, I’ve noticed, every shop I’ve been into, at Sarina all the shop girls have attempted to overcharge me. Mitre 10 overcharged me; the service station tried to overcharge me (Sarina Beach Road fuels). The mechanic stole from me ($72). So still thank goodness for online shopping (who by the way are also, not innocent of stealing from customers, but at least everything online is recorded and bank transactions are the same as the recorded receipts) {once at a Tamworth watch jewellers, she quoted the price instore verbally, infront of people, but then went ahead and charged my credit card more than her quote – female shop girls - such fucking thieves}. At the moment I want to purchase some ribbon, and the price is RIDICULOUS, so expensive, I am certain they have my ip address and have tracked me, plus messed with google search results, so I have only one choice as to where to buy Ribbon from? 15. Sluen; Stolen and Discarded One day I was sitting on the Veranda at Rangari cottage, sipping in my morning coffee, when I heard ‘plop’, I saw from the corner of my eye, one of the Eucalyptus in my little rockery out front (Eucalyptus pyriformis ) had just dropped a big flower pod bottom, and the flower had burst out. Eucalyptus pyriformis has one of the biggest flowers, so the pod that fell was quite large. I saw it lying on the ground, and thought I would collect those, there’s bound to be something I can do with them. So, I went back out a little later to collect it, but it wasn’t there, gone. I thought it suspicious because there’s certainly no animal that would take an empty pod like that. A little while later as I was out weeding, and there was another ‘plop’, and another pod dropped. Right, I’ll go and get that one, just after I finished this bed. So, half an hour later I went over there, and, you know it, it had gone too. So, it is my firm belief, that somebody in the area (not mentioning any names – but I would place money on the fact that it was David Heywood the landlord, who would have been bored as shit, decided that he should take them, purely for no reason other than to annoy me, he certainly would have no use for them, being a farmer in his 50s. Of course, he could’ve been neighbour Heath Barwick, whose motivation would also be just to annoy me, he certainly would have no use for them, being a complete idiot. Of course, neither of those two people have been convicted of any theft, so these item that have been stolen, has been SLUEN. 16. Sleepers Stolen by Wealthy Bastard and Bird Stories I’ve talked about my garden and how I feel it was ‘stolen’ from me, and it was like there was a movement of brainwashing, and ‘outwilling’ going on. I’m going to show you another reason why I think this conspiracy is real. This is my garden, my vegetable patch, with all my logs/sleepers that I have found/collected and spent 10 years building. Today, there are no sleepers in that garden, they lie at Peter long’s place - a lawyer in Gunnedah who I strongly suspect is one of the guilty bastards behind the conspiracy. There are certain people that take ‘wealth accumulation’ very seriously, like Peter, meanwhile, I was this single young woman, who had built-up this magnificent garden from nothing, and someone like me will drive someone like him nuts; “who the hell does that girl think she is? she doesn’t even have a full-time job with a boss. And yet she has this huge beautiful garden”. (Lot of people think this way - although its mainly girls, they are jealous by Australian nature, due to mothers breeding like rabbits). Another reason why I suspect him is because I lived on his cottage (briefly and unfortunately) and he and his kids (adult girls), I suspect, would steal from me and do things like put pebbles in my dish drawer - he’s an arse. And he especially wouldn’t do anything “help wise” for anyone else unless he’s being paid $100/hr or whatever the going rate is for a lawyer. Yet when I had to leave, he personally came out with his trailer and loaded those sleepers onto his trailer, so he has my sleepers. He WANTED those sleepers for his garden. (Ironbark heavy duty sleepers. Back in the day, not so long ago, these were discarded, now they are worth a pretty penny. Most of these sleepers, I retrieved out of the Heywood’s ‘on farm’ tip (I was just lucky these ones hadn’t been burnt) or by the roadside after rail workers discarded them, and I recall most farmers back in the day, including my dad, just burning such logs, I am pretty sure they would reach over $100 each these days). I did have a photo of the garden they lie in now, but it has disappeared off my PC, (STOLEN PROOF), the only one I could find was this one with his partner Sara Fergusons’s stray cat that turned up when I was there (they half starve their animals). So, I have a strong feeling that this guy helped “will” me out, so he could get the sleepers for his farm/garden. BTW, they don’t even grow veges, I am pretty sure too, neither of them actually cook either. It’s all just for show for them. Here is a good spot to add what the dogs do about the wood I collected; the timber I collected on Davids farm, was mostly from the old tip out there, which they no longer use – very sensible. But David told me how to get there, it is in a remote spot on their huge farm {I have written about this twice before, but it is a big deal, so I am writing about it again.} So, I got pretty much all of it, and put it to some use. Later some little idiot dog was trying to accuse me of stealing Davids timber - I think they might have been trying to tell Brenda, that I was stealing Davids timber? Or I am not sure who they were trying to convince that I was stealing timber, but it was someone and someone! Bird related. So anyway, when they discovered that you cannot access the tip without knowing where it is, whoever it was (coward) realized I could only have obtained the timber with Davids permission. So, I suspect this was actually microsoft related? Computer nerds trying to but in and “get her” – this is a typical stupid Australian thing that happens to me all the time, people trying to “get me” just like that theft accusation, they tried to get me on tax evasion (as if), also Centrelink fraud twice ( yeah right) and crazy incarceration (they wish), and now accommodation, I have literally no where to live, and notice to leave. Don’t think this was not a conspiracy! Now, while this blog is about me and my life, I have stated many times that I am on a personal mission to combat thievery, (meaning people who steal from me), but, why not other people’s thievery bane too. Here is some blatant timber related theft going on in the world; I saw on Netflix once time a show about the timber chainsaw festival in America, I think it was America, could have been Canada? But, they’re fantastic!! What they can do with chainsaw, wow! Anyway, after one such show was a documentary on a logging company, and they were showing this family cut down all these trees to sell as logs. And the family were making a fuss about how the government has all these rules, and so they didn’t have enough time to collect all their cut logs before the snow set in, so they were going on and on poo pooing the government saying oh, they would lose all those logs and all that time wasted and money loss- on and on. But so then the narration on the documentary explained the rules on old logs; logs that have been cut down the season before are considered old logs, and can be still collected from the forest later, but they are collected under the recycling, reclaim category, which means the loggers don’t have to pay the full amount (it was quarter of the price) so, it turns out, that guy was deliberatley saying he didn’t have enough time to collect, so he could go back the following season and pay ¼ of the fee. He’s totally scamming the department of forestry! On and on he went. LIAR. I did get the feeling that the Department of forestry could see what was going on; they’re not stoopid! But they didn’t know a way around it. So, it seems to me if they kind of knew enough to imply what was going on in this documentary, maybe they want someone to see what is going on too, and remedy it? When I was constructing my big veggie patch at Rangari, which consisted of log rows, each about a metre wide and 20m long. I had quite a collection of sleepers and cut logs, but there were a few gaps here and there where I didn’t have quite enough. So, I had to go out hunting down the paddock to find specific sized logs. Surprising how many I found down the paddock. As I was looking, I noticed there was a bird hovering around and calling out wherever some logs lay, and, what’s more, it was a sized log that would be the perfect fit to close the gap, -the bird had turned it into a game with me, he was watching me and saw I need just the right size logs, and so he was finding the logs for me, sure enough when I headed over to where he was calling, there was a log of just the right size - he found at least four for me! Brilliant. This was the garden I was forced to leave 10yrs, by my new bully landlord, the Carters. You know, a lot of people helped me find certain plants or other things I needed – some of them very famous, but Carters just come along, and kick kick kick. There is a little bit more to this bird story. I would say before this point I didn’t really pay much attention to the birds, they were just always there in the background, happy and chittering away. But I have since discovered that there is a whole other bird world that goes on - the birds are very much connected to humans, and are very interested in what the humans do, they watch the humans all the time, they love humans, and they try to interact, in sometimes odd bird like ways. They especially love it if you include them in your life, like if you’re creating an art work and you put a bird in it - they bounce around outside the window with joy whistling and singing and carrying on with delight. Sometimes they will get up to antics to try and amuse you, like once, one evening just before dusk, in came a huge flock of birds, I think they were Starlings, (too bad I didn’t have my camera and catch it) because they were literally dancing in the sky, it was amazing. I’d seen it on TV, but when it happens right above you, 1000’s of birds flying one way and then turning another, the movement it creates is just magnificent, and I felt really special to have witnessed it. (Birds are soo meant to fly, and not meant to be held in captivity, in a cage - wakey wakey). Another time there was a flock of big white Cockies and in the front paddock, just off my Veranda, there was at least 500 of them, if not 5000, Cockatoos that is, and along comes this little tiny Willy Wagtail, he/she must’ve had a nest nearby, because it wasn’t pleased at all with all of these big Cockies, and with just a few little wags of his tail and some high shrill shrieks, he managed to move all those Cockies onto a different paddock! Actually, I have quite a few more bird stories, but I’m sure most people do. I should mention, I do believe if you’re showing signs of illness/sickness or injury etc, they’re birdbrain instinct will kick in, and if they could, they would peck you to death, just like the chooks do in the henhouse with a sick chook, and some people with birdbrains also do it, just in the form of bullying/picking on the weak. 17. Pliers Taken and Angled Under my Car Tyre at Long Cottage, Gunnedah, NSW, Australia 2018 These pliers were stolen, I suspect by, by my landlord in Gunnedah, Peter Long, a lawyer, incahoots with my jobs provider Graham Kent, who then placed them under my wheel, so when I reversed, I would get a puncture. It cost me a whole new tyre. I did not think this at the time, but in retrospect looking back and remembering all our conversations and interactions, this is what I now know happened. The world would be a better place without both those people (No conviction, nor a suspect by the police) I have to say that for legal reasons, as if there is no ‘hard proof’, as in like for 99% of all crimes committed in Australia, there can be no accountability, according to the Police. I believe they both did it, well Peter did it, ‘egged’ on by Graham Kent, my then Jobs Provider, trying to impress each other. He did it. I think because, he thought I was driving too fast on HIS driveway. (He is backwards territorial dog). WHO DOES HE THINK HE HIS? (Birdy told me, all men in their 50’s are like this, they change and turn into power tripping righteous arshole bullies! Arrogant morons). I was driving normally. And why would you handle this problem in this manner? Who does that, is he retarded? Doesn’t he know how to converse with someone? Why didn’t he say “hey I think you’re driving too fast on my driveway, if you don’t slow down, I’m going to get really pissed off”. Easy. Fucking idiots who don’t know how to communicate - another bane of my existence. And actually, I believe the reason he didn’t attempt to converse with me was because I WASN’T driving too fast, and he knew it, it is not his place to say at what speed I drive down his driveway. He just wanted an excuse to be a bully arshole, to power trip. And my driving was it. Same with the how Jobs providers provide shoes for unemployed, this does not sit well for the pompous rich, I have written about a whole “shoes” situation around this time, ending in physically handicapping me. It’s like this man, and other men of similar age, have invented a game for themselves, to seek revenge on people that annoy them in some way. They seem to concoct ‘made up’ fighting tactics - that so called other people use against him. Then seek revenge for those made-up concoctions. It’s like a board game that old man has come up with to amuse themselves - it is total dysfunction. Stop using me as your personal whipping toy – you complete morons. Do you think that is my purpose in life? Do you think I was sent directly into your life so you could fight me? Do you think we are in a fighting relationship? If so, you need help, serious psychological help. Leave me alone, you deluded old men. There were also the pebbles in my dishwasher. Now, I’m not sure about my dishwasher, well I do suspect, same landlord put pebbles in my Dishdraw, via my chook feeder that I clean daily. Because I’ve had chooks for the previous 15 years, and I’ve never once had pebble‘s in my Dishdraw. It’s only when I lived at his place, that suddenly, I had pebbles in Dishdraw. The reason, I suspect him, is because he had 2 concocted motivations; he’s jealous because I have a really good Dishdraw. He is hung up about ‘class’ - just like that stupid short blonde girl in Gunnedah. Plus, he was “off grid”, so I think he thought the Dishdraw would use too much power. And his way of dealing with any problem he encounters, again, was NOT to talk about it or approach me at all, but to think of some way he could attack me – via pebbles. IDIOT. Little did he know, just how good Fisher and Paykel are. { low electricity consumption, they’re practically 5 star on Eco Fast wash, which I always used, plus they have a filter to catch any pebbles} HA Again, no convictions. And btw, the reason he was off grid, only 8km out of town was because Gunnedah council wanted $150,000 to connect the power. And that is ABSURD, Gunnedah council was trying to steal from him for sure, so he turned round and went off grid to stick it to them. It could have been Essential Energy and not council, as I know Essential Energy were stealing from me after I put my 5kw solar panels on. The previous PM, said he fixed the electricity stealing problem in Gunnedah. I would have to see that to believe it; as they are extremely arrogant thieves and do what they want in regards to charging certain people whatever they want. Also, when I was moving there, it was over a couple of weeks, since I had heaps of farm stuff / plants to uproot, sheds etc (pool, solar panels….) Actually, I lost a whole heap of weight over those final 3 mnths at Rangari, I went back to being like I was at age 24! Skinny Minnie. So, I would just turn up at Longs with a load, and go home and get some more, he said this was fine. But I think he went through my stuff in that time, plus his kids did, at any rate my spinning wheel had been tampered with and a part broken, maybe his girls, and partners girls, had tried to spin? This will probably be more likely. But I know my seed cabinet / filing cabinet had been gone through, and that is what he would have been curious about. Control issues. He used to read my emails I sent my sister when she worked for him. So, he did not have any control over me: I'm not a part of his family, I don’t even know him, he’s not a friend I would sit down and listen to or have conversation with. I'm just some unknown person that's come into his life in the form of “renting their house”, why would he think he would have ANY control over me?? So because he doesn't have any control over me - this is what he does - such STUPIDITY and he's a lawyer. Idiot. I-D-I-O-T. I should mention, when I was there and attending appointments with the jobs provider, 2017, Graham Kent, that’s also when my new work boots were sabotaged, it was through that Jobs provider at the same time my Tyres was sabotaged. Hole in my tyre. Hole in my shoe – NOT A COININCICDENCE. See, they give job candidates workboots for work related things, so I was entitled to work boots, but there seems to be a lot of people in the community who hears about the “new shoes” - something for free, and it really pisses them off: “how dare she should be getting a brand-new pair of workboots”. Peter Long is someone who would think this, and the stupid blonde whoever that is, and possibly many many many people in Gunnedah who would think this in fact, there’s a lot of jealousy in life I’ve discovered. Updated in 2025, and I STILL CAN’T WALK DUE TO COLLAPSED ARCH DUE TO THOSE WORKBOOTS. Fuck them. Actually, I think this is a good spot to put the 'jobs providers issues'. This problem with Graham Kent is not the first one, a lot of them seem to have major problems. Graham Kent and Courtney Lang were in partnership at Joblink Plus. I have mentioned this before; it keeps getting deleted. Courtney looked like Courtney from SYTYCD. I think it must be Centrelink putting in jobs providers of people from my past, in some cases. Like they're not actually jobs providers, but big fakers. I know I have talked about it before, so I won't mention all the numerous fake job providers I've had. But these 2 were pretty much the most ‘suss and evil’ out of all of the jobs providers I've had. And I've had some really bad ones. That whole area is just one of abuse and control; a means to power over someone of low income. It’s such a problem for them, that in my opinion those types of people have mental health issues, and it's so bizarre how they put people with mental health problems in these well-paid job positions. They're pretty much all narcissists, and they do not care if they are in violation of the law or Centrelink rules. (what is Centrelink thinking?) Whenever I have complained to Centrelink they have done nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even getting back to me (I must admit that I did not own a phone for a long time, and this could be related to their lack of response). There was a time, around the period in 2020 when I was abducted, when suddenly, I think it was brought to their attention, that they have monumentally fucked up with me. They suddenly seemed to be going out of their way to fix things, like try to address my complaints, it lasted for a few months! They were even helpful, which is most unusual; the LAST word I would use to describe Centrelink would be “helpful”, more like the exact opposite of helpful. But anyway, they were! I've had more complaints since, and they've kind of gone back to their old ways of being total Nazis. In 2025 they have started to not ignore a complaint but seek revenge for anyone who complains, and do some sort of punishment, like phone harassment, and ignoring Dr’s medical certificates – they are still total cunts. I think now, one of the jobs providers from Gunnedah, works at Centrelink up here, I am fairly certain I recognised the nazi voice. I did put in another complaint to try and nip it that one in the bud, (just in case someone listens to my complaint). Ultimately my experience with Centrelink and jobs providers is one of absolute disgust, they are pure evil, and it is my mission to try to avoid them. 18. Melaleuca nesophila x 2 tubes STOLEN from shade house at Long Cottage Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This is another one of those times where I purchased something from a retailer and lo and behold something related to that retail industry gets stolen so I purchased some Melaleuca essential oil online from New Directions in Marrickville , and these two Melaleuca tubes go missing around that time; just taken out of my shade house. It’s exactly along the same lines as when I purchased a torch from Kogan; my other torch was stolen. When I purchased something from Spotlight my Capri patterns were stolen, when I purchased some hose connectors from the Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose washes and awl were stolen - by the way I made a poster about this and named the TradingPost, and within a week of those particular items stolen, they were returned. Unfortunately, that doesn’t always happen, but I guess in this particular instance, it was posted in the right place, at the right time. I really have so many examples, because obviously being 48 now, I have made a lot of purchases in my life, which coincides with a lot of thefts. One can only assume why someone would be doing this bitchy behaviour? At one point I thought it is the Toll couriers who deliver my goods; who are then playing a game; as in, you will have to pay the toll to us, for delivering your parcel – an arshole game. And so, they steal something if they somehow do not acquire an additional $2 or something? Although there are many things I purchase which aren’t delivered, and they still steal from me then, so that rules out my Toll theory, although toll are extremely guilty anyway, because I know they stalk me when I go into town (Bundaberg, and before Miriam Vale, and in Gunnedah too) at, particularly, shops that I visit but don’t purchase anything from; suddenly a toll truck parks right in front of me, blocking my way, as if to say you better purchase something from them or they will steal from you, to pay the Toll. They are absolute bastards, and that Toll business should be closedown (at least a name changes for all those stupid cockanninnie workers they have). They also did it at Jaycar Mackay, but I happen to purchase something there (turned out later I need not have bothered, it did not work), but some guy accused me of hitting his car as I parked, but I did not, and I believe, as I had purchased something, he (the car liar re fake dent), said, “don’t worry about it.” As if! I believe there are a lot of people who think this behaviour is perfectly acceptable and okay. It’s like, if you don’t purchase from a shop you visit, then they have the right to steal from you. This notion is TRULY ABSURD, and all the people who think otherwise; you have severe mental health problems. Seriously. It is not acceptable to steal from someone under any circumstances, let alone if they visit a shop and decide not to purchase - you stupid little dogs. I believe there’s heaps of them on the radio as well who encourage such behaviour. Stupid radio people, get a brain. I’m sick of seeing this absurd juvenile bully behaviour – YOU ARE NOT 12YRS OLD ANYMORE. Grow up. One time I purchased some crockery and knives from a catering business, and this business was located on the other side of Australia, and at that time, one of my existing knives was stolen. But I got the feeling that it wasn’t actually the retailer stealing, it was my neighbours seeing me speak to and make a brand-new purchase which made them jealous; so, they stole something. I mean what a stupid bunch of 3rd born jealous bitches. You know little message for my neighbours; we are not in any type of relationship, comprehende? It is not your place to be jealous, get a grip on reality. And stop being so dysfunctional. It is none of your business what purchase I make and who I speak with – it is my business, not anyone else’s. 19. 10 Of My 500ml Coffee Mugs were Stolen in Gunnedah I only have 1 coffee cup left after purchasing 12! I know these were stolen by female marketing dogs. I know because also, 17 of my Arabica stoneware dinner plates were stolen, and I was able to purchase some lovely replacement pink stoneware dinner plates from Kmart. So, the female copycat marketing dogs (not from Kmart) made some matching pink coffee cups and stole my white coffee cups, so I would purchase theirs. Those women are scum and their coffee cups were crap. I certainly won’t be purchasing them. How could you possibly not see, that it’s not up to YOU to decide what coffee cups I should have? You must be absolutely DELUSIONAL WOMEN. Meanwhile I’m saving up for some more 500mm white ones, and I can’t begin to tell you what a drag it is not to have any clean coffee cups every morning. I hope those bimbo women burn in hell, thieving dogs. I should add, I don’t think that Kmart stole my Arabia‘s, they just saw that my plates were stolen and produced some new stoneware ones for me to purchase, which was actually very thoughtful. However, I do think whoever stole my coffee mugs, or whoever put out those pink matchy matchy coffee mugs up for sale, did steal my white mugs. At the time I was living at long cottage and I suspect they knew who they were, and it was a marketing thing, fuck them all. Later I saw some other girls doing signs, stating they found out who took them, and it was women in the fashion industry who knew me, and who stole them from me, as they were jealous, and wanted the ‘big’ coffee cups themselves, as they deemed me ‘undeserved’ of ‘big’ coffee cups. TYPICAL STUPID JEALOUS BIMBO WOMEN. The bane of my life - no women are allowed in my life anymore - you are too STUPID. Oh, no, no hard feelings about my stolen coffee cups at all. I am going to haunt you for all eternity about these. HA HA HAHAHHA 20. Toothbrush kit stolen by stoopid man who did nurse’s Dirtywork This kit was stolen by someone stalking me at the Gunnedah Hospital and saw me with it! It was then stolen after I left the Hospital, taken from my pink bag (most likely while it was left in my locked car). Can you believe that – my pink travel toothbrush kit! – some people – so desperate. So, it was the two nurses at the hospital who I spoke with at the time, who I believe, then called this particular person (thief, male) to come down to the hospital and stalk me: so it was the girls at the hospital intangible plan (that would be related to free health care – NOT ACTUALLY FREE, The same thing that has happened to me quite frequently when I visited the doctors. Since I wrote about it here on my Blog in Gin Gin, 2020, this type of theft has stopped (I think) although there are still a lot of thieving bitches that work in the health sector I’m pretty sure one of them tampered with my Imed scan results?). {Spoke too soon, they do the same thing at Sarina Family Medical centre;2 aboriginal guys follow me, and steal, and put sugar in my car petrol tank.} The reason I was at the hospital, 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 say this) 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 out in public.) Maybe the thief wanted me to tell my little story about the stupid bitches who work for the doctors? Who knows? Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia p2 NEXT Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 , P2, P3

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 again, 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 Life Stories P19 1. More Apricot Grievances Prompted to write this after my one of my beloved brands, that I’ve been purchasing from for over 30 years has “sold out”. Actually, it was my mother who started buying Angus Park dried apricots, some 40-50 years ago; I would have them every day for ‘play lunch’! As now a supermarket budget buyer, I’ve tried other brands of dried apricots, but all other brands use Mediterranean Turkish Apricots, and I don’t know how they manage to make them taste so awful, they just don’t compare to the Angus Park Apricots. This year I noticed it’s been extremely hard to get Angus Park Apricots from the supermarket, they have always been sold out or not available. Then last month, finally, all the Angus Park selection were in stock. I purchased 3 different varieties; Diced, Soft and Juicy, and Regular. But much to my horror, the Diced, plus the Soft and Juicy, were not the usual apricots, they were the Mediterranean Turkish Apricots that have absolutely no flavour! Angus Park have sold out to the Turks. I wonder why they would keep producing a fruit that has inferior flavour to other types of apricots? Because I’m pretty sure the flavourful varieties will grow just as well in Turkey, as their traditional ones do. As someone who has established an orchard, I know it’s really not that difficult to produce excellent quality dried apricots. It’s a little strange that there is not only a shortage, but there is lack of knowledge about what is tasty and what is not. I think this is an area where the government has to step in and put a ban on Turkish Mediterranean Apricots because they’re so horrible, and you know what, maybe the rest of the world has ‘cottoned’ to the fact of which are the tasty ones, and which aren’t, and so they have taken all the tasty ones for themselves, and given Australia the ones that don’t taste very good, because most Australians are a bloody asleep at the wheel. Wake Up. {Or possible the Turks are asleep}. Maybe they’re too busy fighting. You can see from this photo that there is a plain looking difference, between the Mediterranean Turkish Apricots and other varieties. The ones above with that deep beautiful orange - those ones are the tastiest too, the ones below, the Mediterranean Turkish ones, are as bland as they look. 2. ‘Satsuma’, ‘Mariposa’, ‘KingBilly’ and ‘Angelina’ - my 4 Plum trees that wereSeasonally Stolen I had purchased and grown 4 plum trees under the nets in my Rangari garden, mainly because I knew I liked plums, and I could rarely find any plums in the supermarket, and if I did, often they just weren’t ripe, weren’t picked at the right time, so they didn’t ripen. So, I really wanted to grow them. I also wanted to make my own personal stash of sun-dried plums for emergency digestion problems! Just in case, I should need to take antibiotics again! So finally, my trees grew. They are quite large trees. When they’re ready, so it seems not only did I want to pick my plums, but all my neighbours in the area wanted to pick my plums (how did they know?, I never told anyone I had fruit trees). Actually, as they are so slow growing, they were only ready in the last 3 years that I was there, each year, some of my plums were stolen by intruders, entering into my netting tunnel and taking what they wanted. I personally suspect the stupid blonde girl who stalks me, and steals from me, was responsible, she steals them, then sells them in the supermarket - she has connections with Coles Gunnedah. I don’t know how I could make it any clearer, that these were not her plums, they were MY plums. I paid for them. I grew them, and I tended them. She has no right to come onto my rental property and take anything. How do you get through to a blonde bimbo that she cannot do this? how? Why do I have to endure stupid dogs who steal from me? There are plenty of home fruit tree growers – is that what they have to endure too?; neighbours and other stupid dogs stealing their home-grown organic delicious fruit? Just as I was about to put up a camera, I was given notice to leave. As I left, I picked as many plums as I could, even though they weren’t quite ripe, and I fermented them at Longs cottage, although unfortunately the large glass container that I purchased, was not airtight, and so it failed. I’m pretty sure those plums would still be there, being eaten by someone else who should not be there. Here is a list of al the food I grew at Rangari, a long term investment for myself – ripped away: (there are photos of all in my Google Album ) 1. Achillea filipendulina – Yarrow 2. Allium schoenoprasum – Chives 3. Allium tuberosum - Garlic Chive 4. Almond – ‘Self Pollinating’ 5. Alpinia caerulea – Australian Ginger 6. Alternanthera sissoo – Brazilian Spinach 7. Apium graveolens - Pink Celery 8. Apple – ‘Cox’s Orange Pippin’ – Malus domestica 9. Apple – Dwarf ‘Tropic Sweet’ 10. Apple - Dwarf ‘Tropical Anna’ 11. Apple ‘Fuji’ – Malus pumila Miller var. domestica 12. Apple ‘Royal Gala’ 13. Apricot - Prunus armeniaca 14. Apricot ‘Blenheim’ - Prunus armeniaca 15. Apricot ‘Moorepark’ – Prunus armeniaca 16. Apricot ‘Story’ - Prunus armeniaca 17. Arrowroot - Canna indica var. edulis 18. Asparagus officinalis – Asparagus ‘Mary Washington’ 19. Austromyrtus dulcis x tenuifolia - Copper Tops 20. Bean ‘Flageolet Flagrano’ – Phaseolus vulgaris ‘Flagrano’ 21. Bean Cherokee Wax 22. Black Currant - Ribes nigrum 23. Blackberry - Common – cross of many 24. Blue Curled Kale – Brassica oleracea var sabellica 25. Bok Choi, Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis 26. Borage – Borago officinalis 27. Boysenberry X of: Ribes idaeus 28. Brassica juncea - Yukina 29. Brassica oleracea var sabellica 30. Brazilian Tree grape - Myrciaria cauliflora 31. Broadbean ‘Long Pod’ 32. Broccoli ‘Di Cicco Early’ - Brassica oleracea var. italica 33. Broccoli Green Sprouting Calabrese 34. Cabbage 'Red Acre' 35. Cabbage 'Sweet Prime’' 36. Cajanus cajan syn. Cajanus indicus 37. Capparis spinosa sp inermis – Thornless Caper Bush 38. Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Alma Paprika’ 39. Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Californian Wonder’ 40. Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ 41. Capsicum annun – Capsicum ‘Yellow’ 42. Carissa macrocarpa - Natal Plum 43. Carob - Ceratonia siliqua 44. Carpobrotus edulis - Pigface 45. Carrot ‘St Valery’ – Daucus carrota 46. Carrots ‘ All Seasons’ 47. Carrots ‘ check label’ 48. Carrots ‘Early Nantes’ 49. Casimiroa edulis - White Sapote 50. Cauliflower ‘Snowball’ - Brassica oleracea var. botrytis 51. Cauliflower 'Purple' 52. Celery - Apium graveolens var dulce 53. Centella asiatica - Gotu Kola 54. Chamaecytisus prolifer – False Lucerne Tree 55. Chenopodium album – Fat Hen 56. Cherry – ‘Pretty Gully’ 57. Cherry ‘Lapins’ - Prunus avium 58. Chestnut - Castanea sativa 59. Chia - Salvia hispanica 60. Chilean Guava - Ugni molinae 61. Chilli ‘Habenero’ 62. Chinese Radish 'Red Meat' - Raphanus sativus 63. Common Mallow - Malva neglecta 64. Coriandrum sativum – Coriander (every year) 65. Corn, Sweet, ‘Hawaiian’, Eden seeds - Zea mays convar. saccharata var. rugosa 66. Cornus mas – Cornelian Cherry, Diggers (2009) 67. Cos Lettuce and Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis 68. Cow Pea – Vigna unguiculat 69. Creeping Thyme - Thymus serpyllum coccineus 70. Cucumber – Cucumis sativus ‘Lebanese’ 71. Cucumber Green Gem 72. Cymbopogon flexuosus – Lemon Grass 73. Cyphomandra betacea – Tamarillo or Tree Tomato 74. Daikon – Raphinus sativus acanthiformis 75. Dandelion - Taraxacum officinale 76. Diakon 77. Dill – Anethum graveolens 78. Dolichos lablab - Purple Hyacinth Bean 79. Dragon Fruit, Pearl - Hylocereus undatus 80. Dutch Cream Seed Potato - Solanum tuberosum 81. Dwarf Pea ‘ Blue Bantam’ 82. Eggplant ‘Early Long Purple’ -Solanum melongena 83. Elderberry - Sambucus nigra 84. Eletaria cardomum – Cardomom 85. Eugenia aggregata - Cherry Of The Rio Grande 86. Existing red grape 87. Fagopyrum esculentum – Buckwheat 88. Feijoa sellowiana - Pineapple Guava 89. Fennel ‘Florence’ – Foeniculum vulgare dulce 90. Ficus macrophylla - Moreton Bay Fig 91. Fig - Ficus carica - Common Fig 92. French Sorrel - Rumex scutatus 93. Garden Cress - lepidium sativum 94. Garden Thyme - Thymus vulgaris 95. Grape – Vitis vinifera cultivar, ‘Centennial Seedless Large Early White’ 96. Horseradish - Armoracia rusticana 97. Hovenia dulcis - Japanese Raisin Tree 98. Hyacinth Bean - Dolichos lablab 99. Hyssop – Hyssopus officinalis 100. Ipomoea aquatic - Water Spinach or Kangkong 101. Jerusalem artichoke - Helianthus tuberosus 102. JostaBerry – Ribes x nidigrolaria 103. Juniperus communis - Juniper berry 104. Juniperus taxifolia var lutchuensis – Lutchuensis Juniper 105. Kaffir Lime - Citrus hystrix 106. Khol Rabi - Brassica oleracea 107. Kohlrabi - Brassica oleracea 108. Laurus nobilis – Bay Tree 109. Lemon ‘Meyer’- Citrus limon 110. Lemon Balm – Melissa officinalis 111. Lemon Tree - Citrus limon, cutting from Eureka 112. Lemon Tree ‘ Myer’- Citrus limon 113. Lettuce ‘Cos’ 114. Lettuce ‘Imperial’ 115. Lilly Pilly 116. Lime ‘Tahitian’ - Citrus latifolia 117. Linum marginale - Native Flax 118. Linum usitatissimum - Common flax 119. Loganberry - Rubus loganobaccus 120. Macadamia tetraphylla - Macadamia 121. Mango Kensington Pride (known as Bowen) 122. Marion berry - Rubus x“Cabernet of Blackberries” 123. Melissa officinalis – Lemon Balm 124. Melissa officinalis – Lemonbalm 125. Mentha - Common Mint 126. Monstera deliciosa – Fruit Salad Plant 127. Mulberry - Morus nigra, Black 128. Murraya koenigi - Curry Tree 129. Mustard, White 130. Nasturtium ‘Tom Thumb Black Velvet’ – Tropaelum minus, seed eBay, (2014) 131. Nectarine ‘Emillie’ - Prunus persica 132. Nectarine ‘May Grand’ 133. Nepeta mussinii – Cat Mint 134. Nettle - Urtica dioica 135. Ocimum basilicum - Thai Basil 136. Ocimum basilicum minimum – Basil ‘Minette’ 137. Onion ‘Cream Gold’ Allium cepa 138. Onion ‘Red Stem Welsh’ – Allium fistulosum 139. Onion Lockyer Gold 140. Onion Pukekohe, long keeper (allium cepa) 141. Onion Russian 142. Onion Strigunovsky 143. Onion Stuttgart Long Keeper 144. Orange ‘Washington Navel’ 145. Orange Tree ‘Lanes Late’ 146. Orange Tree ‘Leng Navel’ 147. Orange Tree ‘Seedless Valencia’ 148. Orange Tree ‘Washington Navel’ 149. Oregano 150. Pak Choi green 151. Passiflora exoniensis - Exoniensis Passionflower 152. Passiflora mollissima - Banana Passionfruit 153. Passionfruit ‘Nellie Kelly’ Passiflora edulis 154. Pea - Greenfeast 155. Peach ‘Anzac’ - Prunus persica 156. Peach ‘Suncrest’, Semi Dwarf - Prunus persica 157. Peacharine - (nectarine x peach) 158. Peanut ‘Virginia’ – Arachis hypogaea 159. Pear ‘Williams Bon Chretien’ – Pyrus communis 160. Pear Tree ‘Sensation’ 161. Petroselinum crispum – Parsley, Curled seed, GP (2009) 162. Phytolacca americana - American pokeweed 163. Pigeon Pea – Cajanus cajan syn. Cajanus indicus 164. Pinus pinea - Stone Pine 165. Plum ‘Angelina’ - Prunus domestica 166. Plum ‘KingBilly’ – Prunus domestica 167. Plum ‘Mariposa’ - Prunus domestica 168. Plum ‘Satsuma’ - Prunus domestica 169. Plum cot – (plum x apricot) 170. Polygonum odoratum – Vietnamese Mint 171. Potatoes – ‘Dutch Cream’ 172. Potatoes – ‘Nicola’ 173. Potatoes – ‘Spunta’ 174. Potatoes - crisp 175. Psidium cattleianum - Strawberry Guava 176. Psidium guajava – Cream Guava 177. Punica granatum – Pomegranate 178. Purple Podded Bean - Dolichos lablab 179. Purslane - Portulaca 180. Quinoa - Chenopodium quinoa 181. Radicchio 'Palla Rossa' 182. Raspberry - cross of many species in the Rubus genus mainly in the subgenus Idaeobatus 183. Raspberry "Heritage" 184. Raspberry “Tulllameen” 185. Red Aztec Spinach - Chenopodium berlandieri ssp. nuttaliae, 186. Red Currant - Ribes rubrum 187. Red Onion – ‘Early Californian Red’ 188. Red Shallots (10 Bulbs) - Allium cepa 189. Rhodomyrtus tomentose - Ceylon Hill Gooseberry 190. Ribes x nidigrolaria – Jostaberry 191. Rockmelon 192. Rose Apple – Eugenia jambos, (formally Syzygium) 193. Rosmarinus officinalis – Rosemary 194. Rosmarinus officinalis 'Prostratus' 195. Rubus idaeus – Raspberry ‘Tulameen’ 196. Rue – Ruta graveolens 197. Rumex crispus - Yellow Dock. Similar acting to Dandelion 198. Saffron Crocus 199. Salvia officinalis – Sage 200. Santalum acuminatum – quangdong 201. Santalum spicatum 202. Shallot ‘PicadorF1’ 203. Sichuan Pepper - Zanthoxylum piperitum 204. Snake Vine - Vigna unguiculata 205. Snow Pea ‘Yakumo’ - Pisum sativum 206. Soy Bean Ebay 207. Spaghetti Squash 208. Spinach ‘Monnopa’ – Spinacia oleracea 209. Spondias cytherea or Spondias dulcis – Ambarella 210. Sprouts – not sure what, possibly fenugreek 211. Squash ‘White Scallop’ - Cucurbita pepo 212. Strawberries – Fragaria x Ananassa 213. Sweet Corn ‘Hawaiian’ 214. Sweet Marjoram – Origanum majorana hortensis 215. Tansy – Tanacetum vulgare 216. Tatsoi - Brassica rapa var rosularis 217. Thornless Loganberry - Rubus loganobaccus (R. idaeus 'Red Antwerp' blackberry x R.ursinus - Raspberry) 218. Tomato - Lycopersicon esculentum - ‘Roma’ 219. Tomato - Lycopersicon esculentum – ‘Brandywine’ 220. Tulip ‘Negrita’ – Tulipa sp, GE black plastic pot, keeps moving around dead 221. Turmeric / Tumeric - Curcuma domestica 222. Unknown tuber – prob ginger edible? 223. Vaccinium corymbosum – Highbush Blueberry ‘Blue Rose’ 224. Vanilla - Vanilla planifolia 225. Vigna radiate - Mung Bean 226. Viola labradorica 227. Watercress – Nasturtium aquaticum 228. Watermelon ‘Cream of Saskatchewan’ – Citrullus lanatus 229. Watermelon ‘Moon and Stars’ - Citrullus vulgaris 230. White Currant - Ribes glandulosum 231. Witloof 232. Wurtz Avocado Semi Dwarf, Persea americana 233. Yacon - Smallanthus sonchifolius 234. Yarrow Achillea 235. Yukina - Savoy Cabbage- Brassica juncea 236. Zucchini ‘Black’ - Cucurbita pepo 237. Zucchini ‘GreenSkin’ - Cucurbita pepo 3. No Real Lawyers in Australia I mention in my Life Stories page on my Blog, that I tried to get a lawyer to sue Facebook under the constitutional law; we have right to think, speak and write as we believe. But there were no lawyers in Australia who would uphold this law, and fight on my behalf. NONE. No government agency either, just total reluctance to have anything to do with any online social media company. Of course, I’m guessing if I had 150 grand on the table, someone would step forward, but if you’re a typical working-class person or low income of any sort, forget about it, you do not have any rights if somebody comes along and kicks you off or bans you from any online forum, or violates your rights. You have no rights at all. I even tried the department of fair trading, as there is a huge trading system going on in Facebook, so to be ban from trading falls under a different law, but still they refused to have anything to do with social media websites, and they also specifically said eBay, can do as they please. Possibly this may be due to fear, fear from being sabotaged themselves online, as so many things are done Electronically, if you piss off a computer nerd, some of them are so stupid, dogged and have such a lack of common sense, they will do anything to sabotage and destroy you, just for a ti-ti. They are idiots. But idiots occupy every sector. In my opinion, the fact that nobody will do anything about my being kicked out of practically every social media platform available, makes the whole constitution a scam. It’s like the country is pretending to be a democracy, pretending to have all of these laws to protect us. But if there’s no one there to enforce them, then we don’t have them, it’s just something on paper, that sounds good – and something ‘good’ to talk about on TV, but it’s just talk, it’s not actually true. In 2020, I was ban from Facebook, Wiki, Flickr, Gumtree, eBay, Google reviews on Google Maps, and Spflr. It’s now 2023, and if I create a new name, email address, phone number and home address I can create another account on only Flickr, Gumtree, Google reviews and Spflr, however, not on Facebook, Wiki or eBay - they seem to have major Nazi dogs who work for them, and can determine IP addresses - or whatever other means they use, (dogs) to track the public, usually within half an hour they have tracked me, and deleted my account. Those people are fucked, and I have willed them to get cancer and die. but the others that I can re create another account on, I suspect only I can see my content, it is not visible to the public. I noticed the same applies to medical malpractice, no lawyer will sue unless the victim dies or ends up a paraplegic. But little DELIBERATE medical malpractices happen all the time in Australia. I have mentioned at least 10 on my blog, and not all involving me. You know there is going to be heaps more. The reason why it goes on is just this – no one ‘puts’ them in trouble, or makes them pay. Same reason. While I am at it – OMG, there are some lazy clueless pricks who work for the QLD Department of fair trading, clueless on how to communicate – how on earth did they get that specific job that requires excellent communication skills. What a scam bullshit Queensland gov department. (out of pocket $3000) Also, I have noted that if an Australian company is acting fraudulent, and as a result, endangering people‘s lives, and deaths ensue. Instead of being found guilty and being able to be sued by the families and to pay out millions or whatever the courts decide (billions?). Instead, the government or some such entity with significant powers, has come up with a system of fines, which means the company don’t get convicted of any crime, which means they can’t be sued or jailed. I did have a specific example to give you here, but it has been reworded or lost in speech to test translation, and I can’t remember it. But if I wrote the above, I know it to be true. It's like in this country, any one, (except me) can do anything they please, and not get in trouble for it. It’s like all the dogs are on my back, monitoring my internet activity, when all the actual criminals go about their business are undisturbed. Absurd government procedures. 4. Some People cannot Handle my Phone Call, and Inquiry Why is it, if I contact my jobs provider outside appointment time, suddenly they and Centrelink, and or government services, do some weird seemingly unnecessary thing, like create a portal that nobody uses, or create a big survey that nobody cares about and is pointless, and some such other things…. What is it exactly about me that prompts such an unnecessary, money wasting, undertaking? It seems to me, it would be far more appropriate if you actually asked me what needs to be done, and I could give you a whole list of things that need to be done. Just read my blog for starters. (The post office does it too – they seem to be connected) Although the post office has a far better understanding of what is required, like all parcels are now tracked, so postal workers and neighbours can no longer steal my mail. Smart. Ask them what you can do gov services! Wondering if I should start keeping track of all the times I am woken in the middle of the night - 4th Jan 2023, 2:50am woken up, some little shithead, ‘scream singing’ to me to wake up - in my dream. rack off. 5. Dogs Who Play Sides I woke up laughing this morning, as I realized something; I have mentioned a few times on my Blog, about the Dogs Who Play Sides. And well, this morning I was reminded of a time, when I was listening to Radio National one morning, around 2000, I was thinking about going over to the coast, and I would stop and see my aunt and her family. And as soon as I thought about my aunt, some little bitch on the radio started mimicking my aunt – my aunt has a specific kind of noise she makes, unmistakable. I felt the woman on the radio was kind of implying they could play sides with her, against me by manipulating her “We can make fun of her to manipulate her, and make me sound like the bitch” (typical stupid female). This is a bit hard to explain just what dogs get up to, but I think I have explained it well enough. Anyway, the reason I was laughing was because those stupid bitchy women have spent the last 20 years or so ‘playing sides’ and now they have no one left to play against me – they have manipulated everyone!!! Ha hah ha aha ah ha. And guess what, I don’t care; if your too stupid not to see you are being manipulated by stupid women from the ABC, then you are too stupid to hang out with me! I would like to point out, I do not personally know anyone who works at Radio National, although one time I heard those dogs say Billy Baxter was a manager or something, and I recognized his name from Gunnedah, but do not know him personally. But I have had monumental problems with people who work on Radio Stations, ones, that have no common-sense at all, and steal from me. They are always female. The biggest problem seems to be bully dogs on the radio; little girls who seem to have a problem with the fact that I am listening to the radio on my own, as in, there is no one else to witness what they have to say on the radio, just me!; not married, no partner, no boss, no other people around, just me hanging out at home – this fact alone really seems to annoy the peacock dogs as they can’t play sides if it is just me!!! They just can't handle the fact that I'm single! – {I know, the reason why they seemingly can’t handle my presence, is because THEY ARE STUPID, stupid little dogs who can’t think for themselves; It is not my fault you are completely stupid. lol}. But alas NO, it’s really the whole “we want to play sides thing” “we want to determine who is right and who is wrong in any argument”, “we want to pit spouse against spouse” “we want to play judge, adjudicator, and GOD” {As far as I am concerned anyone who want to this IS completely stupid}. For some reason, I think some of those dogs that were harassing me in Gunnedah, were also up here at Sarina when I went to Mitre 10, they poisoned me in the nursery - it's like if I go to bunnings the dogs will steal from me and if I go to Mitre 10 they'll kill me – so, which is the better option? I guess I'll have to go to the stealing one now, but online only – never instore. I have had MONUMENTAL problems with stupid bitches on the radio, – why are they putting the stupid ones on the radio – get ones with a BRAIN! Plus, it goes way back. I remember when I went to a library on the Central Coast down at Gosford; the librarian was being very peculiar; She was very nice, and she was speaking to me, well trying to tell me something in a strange manner, but suggesting that there were girls who had come in to the library before me, and were trying to “play sides” - to get her to be a bitch to me, and to discriminate against me in some bitch way. In retrospect I know exactly what she was talking about, as it happens ALL THE TIME -I’m merrily instore browsing away, then for no apparent reason I would have girls being completely rude and disrespectful to me – but back then it was not a big cult thing to discriminate against me, so I was left a little perplexed! This librarian went on to say she told them to rack off {in polite terms}! They don’t make just anyone a librarian down there on the central coast!! So, I mean this is what I have to put up with pretty much everywhere I go, monumental stupid dogs who try to play sides, for all I know it could be the same group of women from the ABC – JJJ, I used to listen to back then. And I can tell you sadly MOST people aren’t as filled with as much commonsense as that librarian, and will agree to play these stupid little dogs games by being discriminatory, or bullies – like a power trip – “I get to play the baddy like on television!”. The nature of most people in Australia is weakness and patheticness, especially women, you are embarrassing -infact it does seem to be only a game women play. Stupid women. Aside from harassment - someone pointed out to me – it is like ‘heckling’ me! I am also talking about intellectual property rights and theft. There is no doubt in my mind that it is those people who steal from me. PERVERTS. It’s like “just because I can, I will”; they can't help themselves; they have no control or restraint, they were raised by bimbos – and most of them are from Sydney. And then of course there's everyone else who sees what they do and think that it's really cool because of who they are, and so COPY them; never-ending cycle of THIEVING STUPIDITY. Btw, it is my general feeling that people who steal like that, deserve a bullet to the ear (just incase you were considering me for fake Jury duty!) So many problems, infact, that I never listen to the radio anymore, have not for many years now, and I think anyone who does, is blind as bats. (note, there were some really good ones, very savvy and respectful talk show people – little birdy told me NO emphatic NO. none, they all hopped on the discrimination bandwagon ¯\_(ツ)_/¯). Within the same industry, the entertainment industry, some of the movie industry is just full of stupid dogs who ‘play sides’. It’s their ultimate dream in life for me to have some sort of conflict between me and someone else in my ‘real’ life, so they get to decide who is right, and who is wrong, and play sides, (play God), ultimately, favouring the other person, so they can bias against me, (like little siblings?) any excuse. Bloody 3rd borns. I am still not quite 100% sure why they do this: I mean, did I burn your house down? Did I sleep with your spouse? Did I kidnap your child?...why the discrimination??? Radio people have a HUGE network of people (including the police) that they can call on to help them ‘play sides’, they take action, and go on the attack, - they gang up on their victim. They especially used to pick on me if I'm driving, you know like if I go 1km over the speed limit, then they have a reason to ‘play Nazi’, or parking in the designated spot, like any kind of little road rule is watched like a hawk, by radio people; seriously dysfunctional, bored and have nothing better to do. Extreme busybodies. I also noticed about some of those personalities, is their arrogance and cockiness, it seems this trait makes them feel like they can tear other people down. So, if I say something then, they'll automatically say something to contradict what I just said. I have examples, but won’t worry about writing them down. Just so common. In retrospect I can see now, it is a narcissistic personality, that does that - they have put narcissists on the radio! That is a classic thing narcissists do. So, stop putting dysfunctional people on the radio! This probably has something to do why I don't listen to the radio, because I don't tolerate dysfunctional people in my life. Just don’t, it seems to be a built-in genetic thing about me. How much do they get paid? Whatever it is, it's way too much. They do muck all but annoy people. I should point out, some of them will in affect ‘choose my side’ and plot against bastards who cross my path. I assure you, murder, is not too much of a tactic for them. Although slander, theft and nuisance behaviour (like aeroplane following you around) is their favoured tactic, alongside food poisoning and police tickets. They are evil and stupid, as they often have wrong dog information – and make no mistakes about it – they are dogs. (I think this is what my neighbours do too at Gin Gin, ‘playsides’, they typically too don’t care about the truth, they are in it to fight, they looove fighting). So, it extends to shopping, it seems other women like to try and play sides with the retailer of where I need to go, I was going to write a whole paragraph of what they do, but I really can’ be bothered. This happens a lot. Some shops I just can’t go to because they refuse to serve me, or they’re so disrespectful that it’s in a not worth my time going there. Kmart – there’re heaps of others. I feel like the retailers were so sick of shoplifters in the 80’s and 90’s, that they have come up with a plan of employing the “thugs and baddies” to try to combat the thievery?? As it’s like the retailers are the trashy baddies now. So, I do not think their plan has worked, as apparently shoplifting is out of control; now. {I personally believe it is because of those dogs playing sides – they have a started a whole petty theft fashion.} oh, police why don’t you just ignore me. I did also notice for that brief time I was on Facebook, the dogs who play sides, are on it too, and most Australians don’t know that this country is only perceived to be a Democracy, really it is not, it is controlled by passive aggressive Nazis (not the German kind, but the bully personality kind). Or, really, people steal and take more than their fair share, in the name of Democracy – if you pay attention, it is the rich people who so badly want a Democracy, as they know how unfair the world is, and how greedy they are - they are desperate not to be ‘for wanting anything’. BTW, someone VERY important (I should name names, but I will not in this instance) told me, that those other ‘gung-ho’ young people who so love to fight, are in the millions in the USA after graduation, so that is why they create Wars, in the likes of foreign poor countries, (like Vietnam), so they can send those non-thinking young people off – really to get rid of them – leave the rest of us in peace, and just so they have something to do… HOW UNCREATIVE, those decision makers are, think of something more useful thanks very much, and while you’re at it, get that stupid non-thinking fighting mentality out of their heads, although I am not sure that is possible due to all the psychological abuse that they would have encountered by power tripping parents and teachers who yet have not been enlightening into knowing better ways of child rearing. And, anyway, there are plenty of non-army types who like to fight (most local council employees, or Centrelink employees for instance). Before I was banned for Truth Telling on FB, 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 I put up now too. They have fake names, fake identities. Also, there is some stupid little bitch who is constantly (for many years) wanting me to ‘connect with other people’ (pick up) – for this very purpose, of being able to play sides. I have no interest in connecting with other people, I like being on my own, comprehende! As I have mentioned before on my blog, most people are rude, disrespectful and threatened by me (not to mention, easily manipulated by the dogs), and that is just an understatement as to the means and way of most people in Australia. I get so annoyed when I see dogs in the Movie / Television industry implying that people without families are evil, selfish and criminals. In my experience the opposite of this is true. And, little bitch, if you have nothing to amuse yourself with and cannot play me off with my family or the person who has lately crossed my path - then TOUGH TITTIES, deal with it moron, and get a life. I will not be “getting married” to please you, for fucks sake! And no, I am not speaking to myself! Lol Some guy, actually 2 now, told me, they used to fight with ‘themselves’ – I assume they were talking about people who do their reflections. Glad they have now been enlightened! Lol unfortunatly the dogs who harass me are not a figment of my imagination, they are real, I sadly see them everyday, still. 6.Pet Peeve re Fashion Trends and Others Women who wear clothing that shows their breasts! I have seen ones showing, at least half their breasts!! The street is not your personal boudoir! - Some things are meant for the bedroom only. Those women have extreme poor taste, either that, or they’re completely desperate. Or, they are brainwashed by dirty clothing labels; one woman told me, that’s all she could find, there were no tops available in 2013 that had a ’conservative’ neck line! This trend of low-neck lines came about in the late 90’s, and has stuck, although raised somewhat today, but generally lower now, than before the 90’s. Btw, I find it better to make my own clothes, rather than purchase due to the fact that sizing is ridiculous if you shop online (can’t try on; sometimes I am a 14, other times I am a 20, depending on the brand), plus, there are always dogs in all the shops trying to sabotage me, trying to "teach me a lesson" - stupid blonde dogs do this, it is so time wasting, and all I repeatedly learn is how stupid most young retail girls still are. When are they going to learn?! A few other pet peeves; Tassel fringing that falls out in the wash, or other poor-quality items that should last years, but fall apart after a few wears. Tricked ‘purchases’ by total thieves. People who say "have a nice day" at the end of trade or conversation. We are Australian, we don't use "feet" yes I'm talking to you Kmart, and, other big brand ONLINE stores. We use the METRIC system. Shops that don’t have prices written on product or shelf, - ones that do this deliberately, so they can base their checkout price on the customer – they overcharge customers based on what they look like, how they are dressed, what car they have, or who they are. When weather woman says “More horrid weather” – if it’s raining. I think those women must live in this tiny little bubble, and have no idea about the ongoing drought problems/ water issues all across Australia. WE LOVE THE RAIN, ALL THE TIME!! When the Media states “families first”. They fail to realize it is over population and multiple child families, that are destroying the planet. Believe it. When people wave to me frantically from their cars. I find it a little disturbing. Like my neighbours at Sarina do it. Instead of the usual one finger wave that I am used to in rural Gunnedah, or a nod. Instead, some people practically stick their whole hand out the window and wave like they’re cleaning an imagined window, in an extreme fast, agitated motion. In fact, I can only assume that they’re really suffering from some sort of weird mental health disorder when people do this – it is that odd for me. Anyway, now, I make a point of not waving to anyone ever, especially as I was told a wave can be interpreted by certain males in the totally wrong way, and may explain sometimes why I have weird unknown cars revving outside my place. So, if I see someone waving to me now, as their car goes by, I will just totally ignore you! Having to climb across the bed every week, as opposed to walking around to the other side to make it up, because the room is so small {built by non-thinking little minded greedy people with no brain.} (I since moved and have a bigger room now! Woohoo!) So small homes. Small pokey spaces. Narrow hallways; wheelchair access everywhere. Sniffers. Can’t stand people who sniff if they have cold; get a tissue. Being around people who have nothing to do and no thoughts of their own, so they concern themselves with what I’m doing. Its stalking harassment narcissism. So narcs. When people say “can’t afford it, only on a pension” - try living on unemployment! A pensioner is a rich compared to jobseeker payment. I hear this pensioner complaint frequently, all the time. I just want to bloody yell at them to shut up. Also hearing a rich person telling a poor person to “stop complaining" – this is too narc related “admit you are poor and I’ll stop harassing you”. People on Facebook who use their dog as image profile. What, are you, shy! It's called F-A-C-E book, the whole point of it is to put your face on it, you little oppressed Australians. Someone told me, this is the case, because they are potheads, and characteristics of potheads is shyness and repression, (?) because what they're doing is illegal! This maybe the case, but I think it more to do with, maybe my generation, an older generation, they're not used to being so "out there", in public, they're usually raised conservative, at least most of the kids back in my home town in Gunnedah were. I have talked about it before, how most people in Gunnedah wouldn't even buy a house at auction, because that would involve being active in public. People who advertise something on marketplace for free, but then in the description, state its xx$ - dodgy dishonests. Also, people who click the auto “is this still available”. Please, use your brain, if you want something, go after it. Palm trees. Just not a fan. Not attractive. Look like power polls, and drop huge heavy fronds. Pretty much the same with Coconut trees too. People who say to me or in general ‘you are to blame for all your misfortunes’. This one really annoys me, there are so many things outside my control, outside anyone’s control. One person does not control everything. Only a moron would say that. Toilet scenes in movies! It's disgusting we don't want to see people go to the toilet; most of us are not total perverts, thanks very much. Oh, and beeping, car, train, trucks, also - annoying. People who do stupid revenge things out of spite for really pathetic reasons, like a good example; I saw a car who braked all of a sudden infront of another driver, no crash, but the person behind got the shits, so much so that they sped up, overtook the ‘braker’, went in front of him, and suddenly braked. Now, that kind of behaviour is absolutely disgusting. OMG someone braked - deal with it instead of throwing a hissy fit tantrum like a stupid little spoilt two year-old. The revenge person should NOT have a license for anything let alone for driving. They should not be allowed to have kids. – Another name for politician’s list, who ought to be ban; no ‘breeding by stupids’. There seems to be a weird pattern at the unit complex, like it kind of builds up. A momentum of agitation, and it comes to a crescendo, when I’m about to go down town and run errands. Like yesterday, when I packed the car, there’s someone down to the left of me, throwing a verbal tantrum, and then the girl next door asking me ridiculous questions. She has done it 4 times now - possibly to waste my time? Or distract me? Who knows, (I now believe it is to distract me, so I forget something, like my hat or sunnies. Someone else told me that was about control – they have no control over me or where I go in my car, so they start asking stupid questions to try and feel in control. Weird. We are not even friends. So could all those people involved, kindly mind your own business. What I do is none of your business. As I'm not the kind of person who’s just going to walk up to you and start chitchatting, even smile at you or wave hello, just because your there, {maybe if we are walking past each other when not many others are around, I might say hello then, just so the other person does not feel afraid. Or if I want to know something specific, I have no problems going up to strangers and asking}, but I don't feel that I need to be friends with everybody. That's not my personality type. And so, this has caused problems for other people who have pretty much the opposite personality trait, they want to be friends with everyone - although I would go so far as to say that their “needs” are a dysfunction. But so, if I don't speak to them or acknowledge them or say hello or do whatever it is they expect other people to do around them, (which is bit weird that they have expectations in the first place – people will always disappoint, if you have expectations), but those certain people, will just declare war on me. I just can't stand those people, they are so sad and dysfunctional in my opinion, I'm fairly certain those people who are responsible for a lot of the thefts. That type of person "oh well, you should have been friends with me, then I wouldn't have stolen it". It's like they are trying to blame me for their stupid behaviour - ridiculous behaviour. It's things like this which bring me to believe, that so many of the people on this planet are just basically monkeys, dressed in human costumes. 7. Outdated Snobby Rules from the Banks - who do Reward and Punishment - Sickoes The people that live at this house are the trashy disrespectful people that beep their car horn at 3 o’clock in the morning, aswell as at various other times, disturbing the whole neighbourhood. I don’t know anything about the people who live there, except there is only one house, but they seem to have people living, or coming and going from their shed to the left of the house too, who, are the trouble makers mainly. I thought, possibly it was owned by the same person who owns our units next door, because I saw the landlords son do some work in front of their house, but upon checking domain.com, I can see it is not, it was purchased outright in 2021 for $85,000 {and what a bargain, it is bigger than the photo shows}. By the way that’s exactly what I’m talking about; a home loan repayment at $85,000 would be around about $105 per week, that’s more than twice less the price of a cheaper rental such as mine, not even a house. So, you may think, one would have to be a lunatic to rent, when you can just OWN and pay MUCH cheaper payment per week. Plus, you wouldn’t have stress of dealing with rental agency little girl bitches, evictions, and annoying landlords. But the bimbos at Commonwealth Bank would refuse to sell low-income people a home loan like this - unless they’re in permanent full-time employment. Which doesn’t make any sense, because people who are unemployed, STILL have to live somewhere, and pay rent, but they are forced to pay double the amount, (if not triple, - do you get it? The people who have the least amount of money in life, have to pay double or triple to live?). With CBA’s reason as to why they rejected my application, being that I, as not someone in fulltime employment, I must be IRRESPONSIBLE. {This is discrimination). They do PUNISHMENTS – they are nazis. (They also want ‘victims’ to pay rents, to make home owners richer; reward, punishment – they are fully sick) So, they have no problems giving home loans to dirty peace disturbers like my neighbours, but refuse someone who is like me, who is responsible, honest and an environmentally caring person (I sell native seeds, part time – low income). It’s an area of NO COMMON SENSE, where naive SNOBBY bimbos have been allowed to apply this no common-sense rule. It’s like the “Oxford” gang from England is still trying to inflict their snobbery and discrimination. And, what’s more, CBA, especially, I have noted is big, (as in the guiltiest) on following through with the public primary school teachers scheme of “Gold Star Dog” theory. That being “the richer you are (the more gold stars you have), the more we will reward you with huge monetary privileges.” Well, CBA, do you really think, you should be basing your work philosophies, on young female nazi public primary school teachers who powertrip lording over young kids? Or are you again, just letting yourself be still brainwashed by primary school teachers, and not thinking things through. I find in life, from time to time, I have come across other such instances of no-common-sense; like how the police used to not help look for a missing child if 48hrs had not passed – that was their RULE. But there were many times where it is was blatantly obvious that a child missing after only 10 minutes or so, would be a police matter. Oh, but their rule…. There are others, particularly in schools and institutes like hospitals and nursing homes. Where non thinking women dominate the industry. At these times, someone like me (someone who does not mind being the ‘bad’ guy often offending people, to bring awareness), is needed to bring these non-sensical, old, outdated issues into light, otherwise bimbos will just keep going on abiding by the same rules and silly laws, not thinking about it. There are heaps of non-thinking people working and in those positions of power, heaps. This Commonwealth Bank home loan area is such an issue. I want to reiterate it; so someone who receives a government subsidy, like a farmer, of up to $20000 a year, plus they earn profits from their farm, is allowed to apply for a home loan, but someone receiving just slightly over than that subsidy amount, on employments, CANNOT apply for a home loan; as the farmer is deemed more responsible than the person who is basically still receiving the same amount of money from the government. Now, if their argument was, well, the farmer would have more money at the end of the day due to their farm work, so that’s why we would give it to them (I understand famers can make upwards of $150,000 before the subsidy was removed, (wow),) BUT that is not their argument, the banks argument is not based on money, it is based on the fact that someone receiving that unemployment payment is considered high risk and irresponsible. Such irony when the farmer is also receiving gov money – they are just the same as unemployed in this respect. But as rents are twice, if not 3 times as much as a mortgage repayment would be, which is WHAT they should be looking at – “can this person be proven to repay the mortgage?” – that’s all they ought to be looking at. {And I have 30 years’ worth of rent receipts to prove that, and bank records.} So, they are not applying common-sense and are just being BANK BITCHES. Wake up please. (Apparently all the banks have this rule, according to a home loan broker in Mackay. I did try to apply to several others, all online application, but NONE of them contacted me back. How rude!) I have notified my local politician about this issue, as it needs to be re-assessed. In the past, when I have encounted such nonsensical issues, I have contacted my local politician, and they have, indeed fixed or attempted to fix, or at least got the ball rolling for a transformation. Writing to politicians is essential to getting positive changes in Australia. They really can make good things happen, not all of them wrought the system. Although, I have heard, there are politicians who go over to Indonesia and spawn orphans (in the 1000’s) within the local ‘woman of the street’ industry, so probably best that you don’t contact those ones. At any rate, I suspect they will do something about this, but in 30years time, when the person who made the rule, is dead, and nobodies feelings or ego will be hurt. In 2025, some little birdy suggested I change banks, they implied that the CBA is a terrible bank because they are destroying the planet, they're not a “green bank”. I mean, it could've just been someone at Bank Australia plugging themselves, because they're completely carbon neutral! But at the time I thought I'm too old to be changing banks. I've had the same bank account since I was 8 at CBA. I certainly only recommend opening a bank account with the Bank of Australia, as this bank doesn't have a finger in every single piece of pie in every single country, and this bank, promotes itself by being 'green' and 'clean', unlike ANY OTHER bank, who all have a piece of pie of the fossil fuel industry. (Actually, they are also some credit unions in Australia who do not invest in the fossil fuel industry either). Plus, since I wrote this story, I have had problems with my bank, in particular with my credit card, and money going missing, with no transactions looks dodgy, but just the balance doesn't add up, several hundred dollars missing here and there. I've also had problems with phone harassment, who I believe was someone from the bank, some girl, as I had spoken to her before, and she was so rude it was unbelievable, so I think it was her that was harassing me? And maybe she was some stupid dog who has read these stories and has taken personal offence, and decided to take her revenge by being rude and harass me and stealing my money from my credit card??? Well little bitch girl, I'm not going to change my stories, I only write the truth. You might be able to steal money in hidden manner, but you can't hide the truth about your evil ways. I'm going to be telling everybody. So now, today (after yet another refund was not included in my cc balance {$21.78, from the uk {CBA uk based?}), I would like to switch banks, but I'm having difficulties, because I need a credit card: if you shop online, which I do all the time, most online shops ONLY accept credit card, so having a credit card is essential to living today, however the banks, once again, have this cockanninnie rule, that they don't give credit cards to people on low income - which is absolutely bizarre, as people on low income still need to go shopping for food! So, they are just not allowing people to shop online by not giving them a credit card – they are denying them their personal freedom. Such a typical nazi act. So, when I wanted my current credit card, back in 2005 I think it was, when the Internet was just taking off, and I could see that I would need one, I did apply online, to the bank, and the bank advise me no. But I knew I needed a credit card, so I phoned them up, and it was very weird, I got this girl who was a little odd, “cool man”, and she pretty much gave me a credit card straight away, she issued me one over the phone. She was very nice and friendly; I'm thinking she's someone who just took the initiative. I don't know whether this was the whole a.m. and p.m. thing I have mentioned this on my blog? I don't want to get into it, it's a huge big story and would make this story too long, so, but whether she actually worked at the bank or not, I don't know for sure, but I was given a credit card, thank goodness (I should mention, I was not paying rent at that time, I had briefly moved back in with dad, so that could be why, but I doubt it, ‘no’ at first, ‘yes’ at second. “2 legs good 4 legs better”). And so now I need another credit card just to swap and transfer money from one bank to the other, and so far I have not been able to do it. “No” from Bank of Australia, and “No” from ING (Bank of Germany). It's like I am forced to be tethered with to cunts at CBA. (Maybe I should try calling those bank this arvo, in the PM?? - maybe the day I call, matters too??😁 ) 8. Warning about Fake Lycra being Sold as Lycra On the left, your Lycra; really transparent, and has hardly any stretch On the right typical lycra of normal quality As you can see, the fabric on the right, which is not yours, is not very transparent. Plus, the fabric on the right has way more stretch than yours. I suspect your lycra is not lycra at all, and is made from polyester. Also yours does not FEEL like lycra. Lycra is a really soft and slippery fabric, but your fabric is grainy and definitely feels like polyester. I am 100% sure it is Polyester. AND NOT LYCRA – you lying thieving retailer. You really should check your supplier; either you or your supplier are ripping off customers 9. Since Retailers are now Coming in AT no 1 in Thievery Since every shop I go to now, the shop girl will try to steal from me, usually by overcharging (although the bunnings staff manage to be able to do it via pickpocketing and distraction snatch thefts from bag or person – this is their game at work – they are DISGUSTING). Someone was telling me, that it’s because those ‘shop girls’ think that I have money, because I dress nicely, and I speak nicely. - Yeah, thaaat’s a good reason bimbo shop girls…. I was raised to speak nicely and be respectful. It’s not a money thing. People, by people, I mean shop girls, seem to be confused about what money is. Shop girls, don’t seem to think that anyone who has loads of money, would get around town or ‘bum’ around in a tracksuit! Little do they know! Rich people wear tracksuits. And, you should never assume – because little girls always assume wrong. You know, when I was in my early 30’s, my grandmother gave me a Cubic Zirconia (CZ) bracelet for my birthday, which I absolutely loved (I believe she was spurred on by my aunt, (her daughter), who said to her one day; she should never assume what I would want, as she, an old lady, would not know what young girl would want! {my grandmother silently proved her wrong, – she did know!! – so, at that time I wore my new bracelet all the time – it was purrrfect! All the time. And, at that time I was attending a government business incentive course for the unemployed, at these unemployment activity meetings, one of the other unemployed girls asked me if the cubic zirconia bracelet was a real diamond bracelet (because really, you can't tell the difference from just looking at it), of course I set her straight, NO, as if! I mean how bizarre that she would think I had a real diamond bracelet when I was unemployed, sitting in a unemployed activity. How strange people are sometimes, maybe she doesn't know how much diamonds are - well, they're extremely expensive, if those diamonds in my cubic zirconia bracelet had been real diamonds, the bracelet would be worth about $10,000! Anyway, I put her wonderings down to the fact that, as I have a fashion background, I always manage to look nice, and dress well, even on a budget, because I make my own clothes, so her perception of me was one of ‘well to do’, even though I was in the same boat as her, unemployed. Unemployed means you have no money, just in case there's anyone else reading here who doesn't quite understand what unemployed means! Btw, while I did so my own clothes back then, now, today as I update this in 2026, my fabric choice is somewhat limited since I was ban from Spnflwr, and actually, I believe this is one of the reasons why I was ban; I suspect it could've been police who ban me from everything online (?) And Spnflwr enabled me to buy nice fabrics, because instead of purchasing them, I used the profits from the sale of my fabric designs, which they turned into what they called spoon dollars. So, I would just let it accumulate until I could purchase some fabric, it did take a while, there was not a big profit margin, at all. {So, the police were thinking girls steal from me because of my clothes, I don’t have “normal” clothes, like clothes from Kmart, or jeans whatever other people wear, so they figure remove her clothing, and the stealing will stop. (You can be sure it was a woman who has come up with that cockanninnie plan). Since I've run out of materials, now indeed, my clothes are starting to look a very tatty - but guess what? - they're STILL STEALING from me! {there was one girl doing signs, “oh I can see your clothes are tatty so I will stop following you around now and stealing from you, and go back to Sydney where I am from” – seriously, I think it was the girl who shoplifted from me at Grave Attire. Either her or the police who ban me trying to justify their cockanninnie actions. {But what kind of stupid woman justifies her stealing based on their clothing – blonde bimbos,. 3rd born stupids}. I recall one shop I ventured into, when I was 18, at Chatswood, (back in 1992), a fancy boutique with designer clothing for older rich women. As a young poor starving fashion student, I felt a little out of place, plus the 2 older shop ladies were staring at me constantly. But the clothes were of particular interest to me, they were stunning, Maggie Shepherd – a kind of bright patchwork textile design based designer. So, I stayed on, gratifying my beady eyes, looking at all, and ignoring what I thought at the time to be loathsome stares from the older shop ladies - somewhere along the lines of Pretty Woman and those hoity snobs on Rodeo drive! Although, thinking back now, that was probably in my imagination, as I was not badly dressed as a fashion student, those older shop ladies were probably just staring at me as it would have been unusual to see someone so young, an 18yr old interested and passionate in these clothes targeted at older women! plus who still had the ‘beauty of youth’! (China in Bull shop! opposite) or maybe they just thought I was a young shop lifter? Who knows, but I mention this because, this was the case back then, shop retailers having to deal with shoplifters, it was never the other way around, like it is now!! Opposite! I have another story too; I personally believe, because at one point, I kept whingeing to myself, repeatedly about bloody shop girls overcharging me, (possibly swearing too). There were other girls who could hear me, such is the nature of a certain type of girl. And so 2 girls - I have no idea who they were, (prob from TV industry, definitely bims) would take it upon themselves, believing that they were acting out of a helpful nature, would go round to each store that I had on my list for the day, so, just before I went into each shop, and would tell the shop girls, that I had no money, and thus they ought not to over charge!! Can you belief that? At first this was a great hindrance, as, if a shop girl thinks you are not going to spend any money, they are rude and dismissive. I can assure you some of them were downright disgusting because they thought I had no money to spend in their shop. But, it happened so much, that after a few years, the girls involved, ended up acquiring the products I was after, and put it in the shop at reasonable price, so I could purchase. Like I somehow magically could always get whatever was written on my budgeted list!! (btw, this no longer happens!) I should point out, while, being able to get everything on my budgeted list was very helpful, I can assure you, most shop owners who see that situation, had no respect for me, like somehow the presence of those girls meant that I was unable to talk for myself, and thus hopeless. I did not ever ask any girl to do anything. They were acting on their own volition. So in Gunnedah, it used to be quite a significant amount that was overcharged - sometimes hundreds of dollars overcharged, but since I have made such a big fuss about it on my blog, and keep calling anyone who steals from me a bimbo, plus moved 1000km from Gunnedah, it has somewhat changed, I have noticed retailers now, know that I’m the girl that people steal from, (I’m not sure if those girls are still going ahead of me), but the retailers now, still want to steal from me, but they don’t want to be accused of a theft, so as above images shows, it’s like a .5c and .10c attempt at theft. Thinking and being a typical girl, they won’t get in trouble for such a trivial amount. I would like to update this in 2025 as actually I feel that the retailers are getting worse in their stealing, like Nutribullet at the good guys and ebay they have stolen from me twice with faulty appliance, like I think they are picking and choosing who gets the good fault free appliance, and who gets the one that they know is faulty. So I always try to purchase online because there's less chance that they overcharged me at the counter, but I mean online shop stores still can screw me, including the post office, and what’s more they usually send me survey emails afterwards: it’s like an underlying message, which is not clearly stated, but the message is clear “ WE TOTALLY SCREWED YOU, but please, go ahead and tell us how you feel about it”. Scumm. I'm going to update this, because I need a new sloppy Joe, but I've needed a new sloppy Joe for quite some time now. That tatty blue sloppy Joe in the photo is probably about 40 years old and then some. I’m not sure who it originally belonged to in our family, but it wasn’t mine. I kind of just inherited it, a handme down. It’s very comfortable, pure cotton, brushed fleece on the inside, woven smooth on the outside. I added a pink fur pocket in 2000, to hold my secateurs and seed pkts! Been washed so many times it has lost most of its warmth, and the sleeves have holes in them. I am reminded every time I look at those holes now; about 5 years ago, I wanted to replace it, back then I went to target in Gunnedah. I found a sloppy Joe, was very nice dark brown one, I tried it on, it was an extra large, and it was perfect, looked perfect in the mirror. I went ahead and purchased it, next morning, I excitedly took it out of the bag, cut all the tags off, put it on and went outside to start my days work. As I was working something wasn’t right, I felt like my jumper was uncomfortable, like it was too small for me. So, I stopped what I was doing, went back inside and looked at myself in the mirror, AND this was NOT the jumper that I tried on in the dressing room, I looked at the label and it was a size small. So, at some point when I left the jumper on the counter with the checkout girl and then when I came back (after having another quick look around the store) it had been swapped over. No doubt in my mind that it would’ve been Target staff who have swapped it (smaller sizes are hard to sell, the plus sizes are all ways sold out quickly). Little stupid shop girls who STEAL. I had already worn it outside. I’d cut the tags off. It was too late to return it. Stuck with crap jumper, which of course I ended throwing out, I never wore it because it’s too small and uncomfortable – I did try to wear it again, as I hate throwing things out, but TOO SMALL! STUPID GIRLS. So, I still need a jumper. My money that I had to buy a jumper has already been spent on the too small jumper. I can’t afford to purchase two of everything, like some stupid girl expects me to do; I’ve repeatedly done stories on my blog about this; why do I have to buy two of everything? 2 casserole dishes, 2 generators, 2 water pressure sprayers, 2 fruit fly nets, 2 milk saucepans, (5) dishwashers, crockery, coffee cups….. the list is endless due to my items have been mostly stolen, or some just didn’t fit on the truck when I had to move, 8 times in the past 7 years, like I have to buy two of everything in my lifetime. It’s just stupid. I suspect even, Coles is trying to charge me twice this year for my groceries - this goes along with the some stupid idiot who stalks me constantly, yelling out “the girls there”, not entirely sure what that means, I suspect this is some girl on the radio who does reflections, she's a bimbo, I never listen to the radio, but sometimes I go to shops who have radio on, and I can hear bimbo girl – those shops steal from me, like they think it is my fault that there is a bimbo girl there WELL it’s NOT, you stupid narcs. So, the theft of the grocery money would be related to her; “well you know if the girls stalking you and following you, and doing reflections, then you should pay for her groceries, as she has no time to work at all and pay for her own”. I just can't believe how stupid they are. IT IS NOT MY FAULT THERE IS SOME STUPID BIMBO ON THE RADIO DOING REFLECTIONS. It's not my fault she is completely stupid and has no thoughts of her own. (Or, it’s not my fault, I have someone trying to trick me into thinking I have some bimbo stalking me.) Whatever. The bank seems to be in cahoots with Coles in order to steal in this manner, I've had to go and do monumental ridiculous lengths (like take daily screenshots on NetBank), to stop this kind of theft, because they do whatever they want. Sneaky. Anyway, I am writing this down to express my ANGER and FRUSTRATION at those stupid little retail girls who work at Gunnedah Target. I hope they get cancer and die. Little thieves. I should say, I've written about retailers stealing from me a lot on my blog, and I believe it's all the same women; might be like a group of girls from bonds? They try to steal from me every time I go shopping at certain shops. But there are some shops where their network doesn't extend, like Amazon; when I purchase products from Amazon, amazingly, they're not faulty! it's a bloody miracle. God bless the Americans! Although last week, there was a charge on my savings account from Amazon for one cent, and I've never given amazon my savings account details, they said it was kindle related (?, I do not have kindle, – maybe they are product placing?) Or maybe the thieving dogs have finally extended their network to Amazon? Or maybe there is some stupid dog who is jealous of the fact that I'm listening to an audiobook at the moment: it's a free audiobook on YouTube. There is some stupid (definatly mentally retarded) girl who thinks I have to pay for everything, along the same lines, if I go somewhere like a public place, I should pay for it, and if it's a free public place, like the pool or the library, then they send in the police to give me fake speeding ticket or a parking inspector to give me a fake parking ticket – in order to pay for being there – totally sick narcissist. {Not political, but personal}. I'm afraid this is not some crazy thought that I have concocted: there really is some stupid women who thinks like this, they do not understand about the public domain, meaning its copyright has expired, or simply choose to ignore it, as they want to be facetious, and play their power tripping game. Either way is dysfunction. The book I happen to be reading at the moment is 1984 by George Orwell, and oh my god, talk about, bells ringing: it's just like that! {Apartheid; exactly as described in this so called fictional book (the book came first)}. I am going to let you go to hell stupid bimbo 10. Have you Tried a Vege Burger? Hey you little twits who are trying to get me to eat plant-based meat burgers!! There’s not a chance in hell I will, - they are disgusting, I tried once by mistake, when Hungry Jack’s gave me a plant-based burger instead of a meat burger at the drive through (what the? Yuk, sooo bad). I saw on a documentary that they’re starting to make lab warehouses for growing meat – as in fake meat. They have started doing it. They have tested it. You can purchase burgers made from fake meat. So, wake up, and stop breeding, so we can continue to eat our normal food sources, like real meat. “Curbing breeding” is the only solution to ‘supply and demand’ problems, not to mention methane gas problems, land shortages, housing shortages... Get it through your head, {and stop wishfully thinking}, that people are suddenly going to eat plants, they are not. What is wrong with you? And the reason I’m being so verbally aggressive about this message, is because this truth is going to be the hardest one to rectify. It all has to do with wealthy Australians owing multiple investment houses, and the quickest way to make big profits on investment houses, is to ensure increases in the population, why do you think Australia is so culturally diverse? It has naught to do with wanting cultural diversity, or saving ‘fake’ war torn people, it IS ALL ABOUT those investment houses. So, this is the real fight. The fight is not trying to get ‘suckers’ to go vegetarian. I mean, each person, probably has their own list, of their favourite things, and in my opinion, a good steak would be high up on many people’s list. You take that away, and you’re taking a huge chunk of a ‘positive life experience’ away. - one of the main things, that makes it worthwhile. I am deeply concerned about it. If I see any women with more than two kids, just know, that I’ll be thinking silently to myself; What a bloody bimbo mother. I suggested to Coles and Woollies that they start rewarding people who don’t have kids, with discounted meat prices. 11. Whole Bad Farming Families I’ve mentioned this before on my blog, but I couldn’t find it, so I’m going to do a whole new photo story for it, with more detail. Going back to when I was at Gunnedah TAFE doing my horticulture course; there was an element of women, following me around the TAFE, at certain times. The main aim, seemed to be, just to be present, to see what’s going on, kind of like stalking me, - sometimes that would yell out verbal harassment, they would like to play sides, (dogs who play sides), also, if they saw something that I was not sure about, then they couldn’t but help themselves, to yell out whatever it was about (we know we know!!) I had no idea who these people were, I suspected it was always different girls following me around {there’s a dog network}. I’ve mentioned a few who I recognize before on my blog, I recognized them by their voice, as they were always out of sight (like the cowards, they are); like one of the girls from the class at TAFE, I definitely recognized her voice, it was quite specific, an aboriginal girl. Also, my landlord Karen Cull, and I think, Rachel Wainberg’s older sister, whose name I still can’t remember for some weird reason. And anyway, it’s just occurred to me who also were probably involved in the stalking too, - Jessica and her sister Alicia White. These two girls went to my school, Alicia was in my year, Jessica was in a younger year. I later saw Jessica working at the doctor surgery where I had some problems with the Doctor who could not, (whether he just didn’t want to, or whether he was in capable of) diagnosing my plantar fasciitis, and who ordered an ultrasound for some ridiculous reason; because you cannot see plantar fasciitis on an ultrasound. Possible idiot, and possibly ‘egged’ on by his receptionists Jessica, as she was friends with Gina Burn, the girl who fucked up my tooth, deliberatley, in order to inflict pain and a black tooth. DOGS. {I hope I am not confusing her with the other Jessica, Penny’s friend from St Mary’s, they looked the same, plus had same name!} Monumental socially retarded problems of farmers and their families. And Alicia was friends with the girl at school who used to steal, (no possibly, maybe, I suspect, so, about it, she was a thief, probably still is {CC}. The Whites are a weak family, so Alicia would’ve been influenced by this little thief, and I suspect she too, has had something to do with all the items stolen from me, while I lived at Rangari on the farm. Someone told me Alicia works at Sydney airport quarantine, and I have had heaps of seeds stolen at quarantine?? Their cousins, also the Whites, lived down the road from the farm at Rangari, small world. {the over-breeders). But the other issue with them, was their mother. She is one of those bloody women that I’ve seen at least on 3 occasions (in retrospect) acting strangely with a phone - I’ve mentioned before “dogs on phones”, well she’s one of them too. Not sure why she would present herself to me, as if to talk on the phone, except there was an incident when we were younger; They were one of the families we had picnics with, and one time, her children, her girls, were behaving atrociously, in regards to a charcoal chicken. And my nature, if there’s any bad behaviour going on, I can do something about it, without actually saying anything, and I did. The mother noted this about me, possibly also slightly ashamed of her atrocious girls. So then she deeply resented me, and I suspect, has ‘got it out for’ me as a result of that incident, of alerting her about her atrocious children. You know, this is her problem, it is not my problem that she has atrocious children - don’t kill the messenger. (It was me that came up with the message, and delivered it, just so there’s no confusion here). So, I mentioned before on my Blog, I think it was on Life Stories page, that those women who followed me around at Tafe, one of their main aims, was to try and get me to speak badly, plus put on weight! Because those two characteristics about a woman, in particular, can kind of elevate status in society. Apparently. So basically, they didn’t want me to speak nicely because other people would think that I am from a specific socio-economic status, and would treat me with respect, - they wanted people to know that I was a student, poor and near starving and they should be disrespectful to me. They hoped people would be disrespectful to me. (See, major dysfunction). Also, in regards to the weight thing, I suspect being overweight makes a woman less desirable for men, so I strongly think that was their main motivation for wanting me to be fat. Jealous insecure women. This thought process would be typical to those bimbo girls who stalk me. Bimbo’s stalk, thinking women do not stalk other people - they have better things to do with their time. And, as a result of that somewhat comical bimbo situation, I think possibly the supermarket girls (the dog network) have cottoned onto the whole thing, and they too hopped on the band wagon and tried to make me put on weight; I have received many things from the supermarket that I didn’t order that had high-fat content, high salt, content, and it is, indeed, like there are people out there, trying to make me fat! {this reminds me of my double dose of Plantar fasciitis. -No need to deliberatley sabotage me, I am quite capable of making my own mistakes!! btw I have been quite skinny my whole life, so it has been at least 20 years since then before I stated getting a little tubby!! I’m not sure, but maybe that whole ‘dog network’ also had something to do with handicapping my foot, so I can’t walk, and thus put on weight that way?? it wouldn’t surprise me if this was the case, and it all goes back to bloody stupid Mrs White and dysfunctional farming families. Oh, and they have been people trying to work on my tone and vocabulary too!! Although I think maybe, it has had the opposite effect, as I seem to now (approaching 50) have a much better grip/control and understanding of my tone, and am able to instill specific responses and emotions purely with my tone. Now I have to work on my weight, bummer, it was soooo good not having to watch what I ate…. And again, rack off you stupid stalking thieving dogs. 12. Patronizing Pricks playing the Game of Trying to make me Feel Guilty So, I use a lot of images, especially on my blog; ones I create myself, and ones I find online. I make a point of not stealing anyone’s work/design/image, and only use free images. Although many times I see something I adore, and I save it as pin, or do a screenshot, just to look at it for a bit, until I get bored of it, and then I delete it, - so, with no intended purposes of using the image for profit or personal gain. BUT, the stupid dogs (the ones who can’t apply common sense, and don’t have any common sense in their brain at all - and who like to play facetious, antagonistic games), see that I look at those images, and they accuse me of stealing their designs, or whoever‘s design/image it is. (Dogs, who play sides). Which of course, downloading a screenshot to do that, IS NOT stealing. WAKE UP. If I were to use that image to make money, or pass off as my own, then yes that would be stealing. As I do not do that, it is not stealing. So, all those bloody dogs, little kids, computer nerds, and many people from the television industry, including famous people who don’t mind their own business and like to play sides too, just like a dog; who are all on my back about this issue; BUGGER OFF. I personally believe those people, have stolen from me, for this reason, petty theft. (Those people will be going to hell). So, since I have been cast out of basically everywhere, and have made a big stink about all the dogs on my back, with my Blog, mostly; they are no longer doing this. However, one day my neighbour, old man, has taken it upon HIMSELF to speak on behalf of the owner/designer, (via the dogs on phone manner), saying that it will be fine, to look at their image - in a passive, aggressive, antagonistic, manner. So arrogant. This behaviour is unacceptable. And what, are you 7yrs old and need to be told what behaviour is ok, and what is not, – STILL? I am not your mother or your father, it is not up to ME, to reign you in. I will not do it – so you see, you are barking up the wrong tree. And someone who would do that, automatically puts them into ARSE CATEGORY; Who the hell do you think you are? Go jump in the lake, you stupid moron. Don’t get me started with people wanting credit also for any little thought that enters their head, then they express it online. And, there’s no copyright for a dance routine, you stupid little Wingy people. It’s a dance, if you copy someone else’s dance, you don’t have to attribute them for doing the choreography, wake up and apply common sense. It’s a dance. Any dance that you can come up with, you can be sure (possibly with the exception of the SYTYCD choreographers), has already been done. People have been around for a very long time, dancing for a long time, and just because it’s not online doesn’t mean it hasn’t already been done or thought of. Also, now that I think about it, this game of “Trying to make me Feel Guilty” has being going on for ages, many stupid people, mainly women, who have crossed my path (in uninvited manner, and from entertainment industry) want to play it – they LOVE to play this game, it is a total deliberate power trip for them. Those people may not have noticed, but I pay no attention to them, and do what I do. I have nothing to feel guilty about, nothing, ever. But they are like annoying Monkees on my back trying to create guilty situations over nothing – rack off you irritating fools. I have come to the conclusion, that because I have a quite demeanour, people think I have got something to hide. And that it is the ‘quiteness’ that automatically sets off ‘the dogs’ on weird guilt trip missions. No secrets, see from my Blog. 13. 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. 14. Snobby Television Produces who Create Exclusion Shows I hear about discrimination and the whole ‘exclusion’ theme of discrimination, which got me thinking back to any time where I have been excluded. I hate to tell you this, but the television industry is full of people who discriminate, and I have witnessed some really nasty things by popular people making popular shows. I should’ve started making a list 20 years ago. Well, I’ll start now. I can remember this one in particular, Downton Abbey, but there’s been heaps and heaps more. So, from now on, every time I see it, I’ll do a screenshot and perhaps make a collage. 😁 I should add. I know that there are directors, who may not know about the dog network, and how sneaky they are, how they can infiltrate your show under the guise of being popular, and or wise, and or funny, and can make changes without the produces knowledge, they do signs, some of them are very clever. Also, there are some programs, where I can just see plain evil, it’s like someone has told tehm you’ve goit the whole nation waaching being as naughty as you – and off they go, not even fully thinking things through. Attention seekers. There also seems to be group of young men that sometimes prodcuesers shows (and or possibly gay women), and it is clear that those groups are in need of a ‘Queen Bee’ to keep things amicable. A lot of them have no morals whatsoever, yet someone has put them in control of dictating to the masses!! And unfortunately there are viewers out there who take their word as gospel. By the way, what strikes me as ironical is, I noted, especially when I was younger in my 20s, that wealthy people desire exclusive activities, such as an exclusive resort, exclusive transport, exclusive restaurants, exclusive clubs…, and the irony comes in, where I see so many women in Australia, having multiple kids, it’s like they’re creating the opposite of exclusive for themselves. 15. I can see I am going to have to make my own Vichy Shower! 16. Lycra Swimwear Design for Lycra Surf Pant So, over the years, I have liked to purchase my own designer custom print fabric. I used to sell my fabrics on a ‘certain’ website, and quite a lot would get sold. Even though there was very minimal profit margin, there was enough, after an accumulation over a few months, to be able to purchase my own fabric from the same website, at the designer discount, so in affect, I didn’t actually pay for any of the fabrics, which is how I could do it, because actually they’re pretty expensive, and if you’re not working, there’s no way you can afford a custom print fabric. But since I was kicked out of their website (due to one of their staff being a stupid manipulated Nazi saboteur), in 2019, unfortunately this means for me, no more fabrics. But in 2020 we had Covid cash grants, and one of the things I purchased, in bulk, was fabric for Summer Nighties, which actually didn’t work out that expensive considering how much nighties are in the shops, but actually, finding a good cotton summer nighty was pretty impossible, I could not find any, anywhere, everyone was just selling singlets and those little boxer shorts for women - which I really don’t like to sleep in at all. I’ve used quite a few different suppliers, none of them are based in Australia, unfortunately. I have written a review of all of them on my blog, describing, which are the best, and which are pretty bad. But I am doing a separate little story, this time round, because I wanted to order 1m of lycra in my design shown above, and the Lycra was only US$8.50, which is a very good price, ($40/m here) however when I went to check out, postage was US$30, and if I clicked 2m of lycra, the postage went up to US$75 (AU$120)!! So, obviously it doesn’t cost $120 to send 2m of lycra to Australia from China. Therefore, this company is “trying it on”, trying to steal from their customers by overcharging post. As if anyone in their right mind would pay $120 for 2m of lycra. What is wrong with you UBEIT TEXTILE? (Jerry at ubeitex). I don’t want have to put you on my bad list. Too late. By the way, I thought I should attach a screenshot to show the US$75, and 2m, so I went back to their site today, but the postage was not $75 today, it was $38.40! So not sure why they are changing postage costs on a daily basis. But I still wouldn’t be paying $38.40 for postage of 2m fabric, as $38.40 for 2m of fabric, is still overpriced. I did send an email to them, but again they did not get back to me (probably because my last lot of fabrics from the was flawed – guilty conscious). 17. The real facts - This is not 1901 anymore, it’s 2023 I often hear and see people crying racial wealth gap issues. Well, maybe the gap being poor white people and rich black people. I can assure you in Gunnedah black poor people is not a thing, abbo‘s in Gunnedah Drive Mercedes, whilst also collecting Centrelink payments. In Queensland where I live there are a lot of Islanders, and they are all homeowners, and the people who rent, so POOR people, as I have observed, are majority white singles. White Singles This is my experience as I have witnessed life, it might be different in other areas, or it might have once been the other way around, but certainly is not any more. I personally think this is because a lot of abbo’s and Islanders have strong ‘mob’ mentality, as in, large families. Whereas single people are discriminated against in this country. From where I am looking, (and I’m quite an observant person), singles are the most widely discriminated group of people in Australia, way more than any other race or sex discrimination. By a long shot. And here is a good spot to mention, I have witnessed frequently “people of colour” having normal interactions with people, and something bad happens – as it often does, and they cry racism, omg, NO ITS NOT. Shit happens to everyone. I am a perfect example! Suffice to say I think there is some way to “precious” attitudes going on, especially amongst young people, as they are so inexperienced at life and just how difficult it can be. 18. First theft of 1000 items since 1993 I came across these sunglasses recently, and was reminded of the sunglasses I purchased when I got my first job in Sydney, back in 1993, one of my first purchases; and exactly like those above - it's probably the same brand, same model. These sunglasses were my first item to be stolen, and guess who stole the sunglasses? The Common wealth bank staff stole these. They were stolen when I was on my lunch break and had ventured into the bank to deposit my pay check. The staff later contacted me and said I had left my sunglasses on the counter, they would keep them for me until I would be down on my next available lunch break, lunch break was the only time I could go to the bank. When I went down to the bank to get my sunglasses, suddenly there were NO sunglasses, the guy I spoke to went to get them, but came back empty handed and said they are lost. There were no explanation as to what happened to them, so I got a little bit angry, I insisted that they pay $90 because that's how much they cost me, they were designer sunglasses, instead, the bank said they would get back to me, and when they did, they had purchased another pair of sunglasses for $25, which was a knock off, a cheaper version, and gave them to me! This was the Pendle Hill Commonwealth Bank down at Sydney. I mean they were pretty much the same, most people would not be able to tell the difference. But since I've had a few other weird experiences at the bank, as I have described on my blog, and considering how many items have been stolen from me since, it wouldn't surprise me if the bank has something to do with it. Thieving female staff of western suburbs Sydney. Savages. Or maybe "Copycat Perves" Btw, ofcourse now and for some time, I would never spend $90 on a pair of sunnies!! What a waste they were, when I was 19 – young and foolish…… Something about those gold blinkers I think, reminds me of the shiny copper coins when I was 4yrs old…. I suggest you buy you daughters something cheap and shiny along those lines, so they can get it out of their system – the need for shiny objects!! Lol! 19. The Cruel Martingale See that martingale rain , that’s what cruel uptight wannabe hoitytoity bimbos use to ride a horse with.It’s usually pulled much tighter than shown, so that the horse’s head is pointing right downwards. Making the horse extremely uncomfortable, and in pain. In my opinion, it is a torture device. Traditionally the rider does this so she can feel dominant over the horse, as in “bow to me horse, I am in charge”, with supposedly the pain, subduing the horse into obedience. It’s just pathetic, and certainly not necessary if you’re any where near a half decent rider. Of course, I’m certain there are riders who would have no idea the intended effect that the martingale has on a horse. They have just seen and thought “Oh that looks good. I want to do it” - a true bimbo. 20. Bimbos on TV Who Do Reflections 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. Those women are true bimbos. I’m not even sure if they’re fully aware of how stupid they are, and how they are being used in this passive manner. But they interfere with my life. Dogs who think it’s fun to “play sides” on screen. 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, and the whole reason they got into television. Plus, if I encounter someone, like I paths 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 was a hallmark movie called ‘Love at Sea’ on prime video, so they too 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. 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. 21. Animals Gambling at Another’s Expense, by Form of Animal This was a screenshot from a movie showing humans using animals to fight one another, and amuse themselves at their fear/anger/terror/brutality/violence and eventual death. This issue again of ‘having fun at someone else’s expense’, just the same as the above story. Only this shot clearly shows the humans in the crowd as barbaric animals. And it reminds me of the stupid retailer women in Australia, specifically kmart Sarina, and Bunnings Tamworth – trash. Absolutely disgusting behaviour. Thankyou movie people for bringing this issue to light. Here's good spot to mention “live animal shows”, and my feelings about them. When I was 19, I stayed with my friend from fashion school at her parents house in Hong Kong. 1992/3. We went to SeaWorld. Back then when I was 19, I didn't really give too much thought as to what it meant going to see a live animal show. I was sitting there watching it, and I just had this most awful feeling come over me the longer I sat there. I wasn't even really sure what was upsetting me so much. There was no “attention” in society to this kind of thing, not like today, I see on Facebook protest about live animal shows, and documentaries showing cruelty by animal trainers. So there is a movement of good people, trying to close them down. (Thankgoodness). It did take me awhile to figure out exactly what the issues are, and why I feel so strongly about live animal shows. At some point, I watched a movie about an elephant who was in a circus, and he was treated badly, cruelly. One day the elephant snapped and threw a hissy fit killed its trainer, and it was really a movie that brought into consciousness how live animal shows are completely wrong, the cruelty that goes on there, and the control and the torture, involved in the training. Taking something out of its natural habitat, destroying its life and freedom, keeping it in captivity, sometime often caged. Just the usual stuff as to why someone or some animal would become totally pissed off, eventually. The only conclusion you can draw is that anyone who goes and sees a live animal show is a complete halfwit, a total backwards retard, who has not evolved from basic humanity, into someone who should be fully evolved and aware, by 2025. WAKE UP. Where is the collective consciousness re this issue. {And how could they not realize what they were doing was completely wrong?} I did write about this before, but the story is missing, now it could be a conspiracy; someone at SeaWorld sabotaging my stories because they make money from live animal shows, STILL TODAY 2025. But since I wrote it a long time ago, it might've just been lost… So do you know any young people? let them become aware about live animal shows, don't let them just bumble along like I did when I was young, not really realising the full extent as to what I was observing. 22. So Many Movies Over Covid19 This one called “Kept Woman”, my comments about it: That main character ‘Simon’ he reminds me of my 7 day ordeal. He is exactly what mental health care workers are like in Australia; they want you to play this worship game with them, and do exactly what they say. If there weren’t any laws those mental health workers would pretty soon end up exactly like Simon by killing the girl that he didn’t like. This is how stupid human nature is. 23. Rowing story re finding your voice, and are you a natural chess player At school, I used to belong to the rowing club, being slim, I was the Cox, for our team of awesome foursome! I loved it! It was like a free ride! Part of the Coxes job is to keep all the rowers in unison, and let them know what’s happening across the field. In order to do this, and bare in mind, that out on the water it’s usually a little gusty, and due to the boats fast momentum, there’s a fair amount of noise going on. And so, in order to communicate to all 4 rowers down the row, the Cox has to yell really loudly (and I do believe this is the sole reason why I ended up having the fortunate job of Cox, much to the dismay of the rowing coaches daughter, who missed out). I say this because, at this point in my life, I really had no voice at all. I mean it was there. It was just hiding, I didn’t know how to raise it even a little bit, let alone extremely loudly. And so, Juliet, the girl who was first rower, sitting directly in front of me, she could hear me no problems, but, as she realised that my voice was kind of pathetic, and the others couldn’t hear me, even though I was really trying to be loud, she came up with a devious way to get me to be louder and yell; and that was basically by pissing me off, as the angrier I got, the louder I was (dam her sneaky cleverness!!) So, at the end of a ‘session’ with Juliet- I had definitely found my voice! – seriously, if it were not for her I would still be mumbling in my beard ! J God works in mysterious ways! So far as Coxing was going, I’m not sure I was actually a good Cox; I mean, at our first regatta, I looked across the water 1/4 the way through, and we were coming dead last, so then after I started my ‘angry yelling’, we suddenly popped into first, looking to win easy, but due to the HUGE width of the river, when I looked across to the finish line, I thought we had crossed it, and told them to stop rowing, but indeed we had not crossed it, it was an allusion created by the distance, so we ended up coming almost last, in that final 5 seconds. So, it was very disappointing for the 4 of them, they’re all very competitive big girls! {not big as in fat! – actually there were no ‘fatties’ at all in my year at school, no overweight girls, zero}. I did not mind so much, except to see them so disappointed. I was kind of in it only for the free ride across the water! It really is beautiful out on the water, especially in the early of the morning. Such is my nature! Not a sore loser at all! It was the same when I learnt to play chess; I remember when I was 21. I had just moved into my flat down at Pendle Hill, started my first job at Bonds, and my brother had moved in briefly, after he crashed and totalled his car in Canberra – doing drag races. But, he played chess and he wanted to play with me, and he taught me how to play it, but as soon as I figured out the general gist of what was going on in this game, I told him no way! I am not playing this; it’s basically a game where you have got to think ahead and strategize on how to destroy your opponent! It’s not a game for me; my thought process doesn’t involve thinking ahead and strategizing about destroying anything ever! It’s like trying to get me to think in the ‘opposite’ of my normal thought patterns. So unfortunately, Daniel couldn’t play chess, he did shortly move out into a flat with a male flatmate, a graphic designer, whether he could play with him, I’m not sure. But I do believe chess is more suited to the male thought process. Having said that, one of my favourite movies, aside from the movies mentioned on my favourites list, was The Queens Gambit - about a famous female chess player; a chess genius who came up with a famous chess manoeuvre, involving sacrificing the Queen in order to save the others. She had a tragic childhood, no parents, so I guess she would have no qualms about sacrificing a Queen!! There is another story involving rowing, actually I've written about it when I was at Gin Gin, but I couldn’t find it anywhere, seems to have disappeared, so I'll put it here again; after we had our season of rowing it was time to start racing. We were to team up with our brother school across the way, TAS, and travel over to, I think it was Coffs Harbour, or somewhere like that. At this point none of us girls, had really had anything to do with boys, we were in year 10. So, when the bus of the TAS rowing team pulled up, (we were standing out the front of the bus stop), everyone - all the 'little girls', kind of ran away to the back, except me of course, leaving me standing at the front, ready to hop on the bus. (I'm not very a fearful person, but possibly out of all the girls, I was most likely to be the most ill-equipped to handle a bus load full of boys!!) When I hesitantly got on the bus, the first person I saw was Spril, Sprilla! He was my next door neighbour from 'Holwood' at Gunnedah, that was his nickname, his family used that name, we were good family friends, so I was delighted to see a familiar face, and I sat down right next to him and just started chatting, all concerns out the window. By the way, he had told me all of the TAS rowing team were also a little hesitant to turn up at the girls school, because they thought the rowing team must be, like, all of these big beefy butch man-hating women!! So, when they pulled into the bus stop and saw all the 'little girls' running away and then saw me, completely petite, they were all very relieved too! Lol Image from 2018 NEGS newsletter 24. Anyone who does NOT have a Spectacular Garden in their Backyard, is a Fool I found this photo online , I was so impressed with Ricardo Galvão’s Garden, a big healthy pond, complete with fish, and one big enough for a quick dip in summer, plus eyecandy observation opportunity with fun snorkelling. Some people just know how to live. Others don’t – I have seen rows upon rows (upon rows) of housing, all with a green rectangular lot out back – and that’s it, that’s all those dozens and dozens of home owners have done with their backyard – a green lawn. They are totally missing out on a great part about being alive on earth, and how boring, uncreative, unadventurous so many people are. 25. Average Weekly Australian Paypacket You know, the Average weekly take-home pay packet for a woman is : $1,781.60 (in the public sector, that is, a government job, like a council worker) and $1,490.70 (in the private sector) 19 Aug 2021 My weekly pay packet is $390.50 When my lease ends, I am expected to find somewhere new to live and rent - have you seen the rental prices in QLD? An anywhere near half respectable house, only begins in the late $300/early $400’s per week. No wonder I’m so pissed off. Also note how the public sector earns more than the private sector - this goes all the way back to private schools, because private schools are taught in a very oppressive backwards ways, and hence they have less abilities to make money. https://emilyconstancebieman.wixsite.com/blog Btw, the minimum wage, the take home pay is $605. So the average above does not really count for anything, as it has come about from all the rich people’s extreme high salaries, pushing the average up, making everyone feel inadequate. Anyway, I seem to manage, but sometimes I encounter people who seem to have no concept of what it means to have no spare money. Like social situations are not good, so, lucky I don’t socialize much. Also, some people are aware, but then assume I am out to try to steal or take advantage of them and their money. 26. Big Picture insights I know they have done many ‘think tank studies’, and all major players agree, that democracy is the best way to govern. But watching the wonderful footage (and what a stunning country), we can see of the world now via YouTube, {photo above shows a screenshot of one part of the country, next to a shot of another part }. I can plainly see in this country, that there is theft going on, and, in the name of ‘democracy’. I feel the powers that be, are slow to do thing something about this, due to the fact that they are threatened, that somebody’s going to take away their money. So I figure, it’s up to me to say something, since my monies to take away are somewhat limited. J I have been to Bali, once, when I was 9. 27. Dads Redback Spider Story Dad used to tell everybody his Redback Spider story, we’ve all heard, but I am going to write it down for anyone who hasn’t heard it! And since I briefly mentioned it on my blog, but was deleted by hackers, I will do a whole photo story for it!! When dad was at school, he used to play football, he had football boots with cleats (shoes with studs on the outer sole to aide grip on a grassy field). This one day, just after he started playing his match, he had some pain in his foot, he sat down, took his boots off, and he could see he had been bitten by a redback spider, that had been in his shoe. Apparently, it was all very dramatic and serious, there happened to be somebody there who had a hearse car, and so it was them who volunteered to take dad up to the emergency hospital so he could lie down! It was a bit of a joke about that - going to the hospital in the car used to transport the dead! But pulled through the spider bite, but I believe there were long term side-effects. He didn’t really talk about that side of things, but every single morning from that day forward, I saw that he checked his shoes, even when he was an old man, he still checked his shoes before putting them on. Back then he lived in Killara, Sydney, where there are prevalent redbacks, however I believe redbacks all over Australia. Interesting how he had this foot problem, and I have been unable to walk on my foot properly for the last 5 years due to boot sabotage. There are some godawful people in life. 28. Aus Study Theft by Centrelink Bimbos I believe it called Youth Allowance now – money available for anyone under 24 in study or looking for work. So, in Feb this year, I put in a complaint with Centrelink stating they discriminate! This girl contacted me back, saying ‘why do you say discriminate’ - she really wanted to know why I used the word discriminate. (Alarm Bells – possibly not centerlink?) And the reason why I had said it, {but not actually put it in the complaint} was because I was denied Disability when I couldn’t walk on my foot, and I was entitled to it according to their rules I read on their website. (You are eligible if you have a condition longer than three years) And they refused it, and it just reminded me of the time when I was 18 and I went in to Centrelink, on the North Shore of Sydney, near where I was studying fulltime, asking to go Aus study. I was entitled to it. But the girl in the counter said “NO, YOU CAN’T GET IT YOU’RE NOT ELIGIBLE”, she was rude and a bitch. I can’t remember if I filled in their form or not, I guess not, as I would have got the form there then, but she sent me packing. And me being a very young 18yr old, just left thinking, what a shit, then proceeding to near starve for the next two years. That stupid Centrelink girl was discriminating. And for 2 reasons; She assumed that I had money, maybe I was dressed particularly nicely that day – I was studying fashion. And the other, being I do not have an overly attractive face. I’m writing about this because I’ve written about it before, but it was stolen, - yet another piece of my writing stolen. But this is actually quite a big thing; people who aren’t very pretty get discriminated against, big time. Mainly women, but I guess men to when dealing with young bimbos would be discriminated against too? Back then I still hung out occasionally with school friends, one of them in particularly was ‘pretty’, well, the boys certainly thought so, {I personally thought she was a bit of a plain jane – but I won’t tell her that J !} Whenever I was with her, it was literally like I was living in a different world. She would have dozens of men coming up to her, in any situation, to see if she wanted anything, all so polite and respectful – it was extraordinary. And that girl would have no idea what it’s like, for someone who is not so attractive. She would have no idea how disrespectful some (by that I mean many) men are. I can’t quite recall what else I said in my story when I was talking about pretty vs ugly discrimination with my once-upon a time pretty friend. But bottom line is people who aren’t very pretty get discriminated against. And women who are attractive get the world laid out before their feet. Maybe I mentioned the government are aware of such things, as they made facial reconstruction surgery free, for anyone who is born with a cleft lip. When I told the complaints girl about not receiving Aus study at 18, she said they keep all their records, and told me that they never received an application form, so therefore they can’t address the complaint. How convenient for them. You know, I have tried to do something about the state of the workers who work for Centrelink – they are by far the biggest dogs in Australia, as you would know if you have read my blog. When I went into the Gunnedah Centrelink, every time, there would be a bunch of women sitting up the back chit chatting – doing absolutely no work, ever, it was a total ‘bludge out chat feast for lazy bimbos’ – a fulltime job. And there were at least 40 girls – that’s 40 dogs receiving salaries for doing Jack Shit. Anyway, after a lot of complaining, they were shut down, there are minimal staff there now, and Jobs Providers have taken over dealing with recipients. But the fact that I was once again knocked back for payment, tells me they are still run by dogs. Burn in hell burn in hell, you stupid bitches from Centrelink 29. Whip Bird Story, Eastern Whipbird (Psophodes olivaceus) One time I drove down to Sydney via the backway, through Yengo National Park. I think it borders Wollombi National Park too. There were these huge big, beautiful trees, a forest with these amazing birds calling and echoing through the whole forest, singing in that high soprano shrill, for hrs, the whole time I was driving through – nice and slow, with the windows down. It was absolutely beautiful - such a pleasant driving experience. Bush fragrant too. Then later, a few weeks, maybe months (?) out of my farm at Rangari one day, I heard those same birds, that I had heard way down south (probably 400km away). Before then, I certainly had never heard them, they were not from around the Gunnedah area. I did not even know their name at that point. I thought that can’t be real, I thought maybe someone like Heath Barwick or the dogs on Radio National or a stalking musician (Delta Goodrum), had gotten wind of my new favourite bird, and decided to play some bird recordings from afar? But as I was listening to them again a few days later, I actually saw them - live in the flesh! – not recorded!! They came right onto my veranda and started playing around in front of the mirror that I had hanging on the veranda wall. Making these beautiful noises too! Lol. Had they too followed me up??!! perhaps, they had gotten wind of my new favourite bird, and decided to fly 400km (by car, so prob 200km by the way of the parrot fly’s)! SHE LOVES US!! Someone told me then; they were Australian Whipbirds ; they thought it hilarious that my favourite bird was called Whipbird; as that person was probably one of those stupid dogs who try to inflict pain on me from afar – going back to church and the whole kneeling thing. STUPID WOMEN. {btw, not without my permission, you mentally deluded bimbos}. And, they are called Whipbirds, as there is a crack at the end of their call, like a whip being cracked, sound. Some years later I heard some Bellbirds, and it reminded me of all the echoes too, so it could have been both Bellbird and Whipbird in that forest. I also noted when I looked up the bird calls online, there are numerous recordings, and there are many slightly different variations of calls, some higher than others, some ending in a low crack, others ending in a shrill crack. Unfortunately I didn’t get a sound recording or a photograph of them. And again, it really annoys me how Google have removed all of the free images from their search results, even if you select the non-licensable box, in search tools, they have replaced them all with licensable ones, because they want people to purchase them, and not have access to the thousands of free images that there are. I’m really annoyed about it. There’s heaps of free images available, and Google should include them. Now, if you want a free one, you have to already know about free websites with free images, and go hunting for them. {Its like that bird saying to a Birder “pay to take that photograph thankyou!” – or a thieving stalking harassing bimbo turning around to me, and saying “pay for that story”!!} 30. My Teaching Experience re Knitting I can honestly say knitting has changed my life; I no longer have to wait anymore. I started knitting because I found receptionist (especially at Drs) kept me waiting for hours -once I started knitting, my life changed, my waiting time was cut down to like 5 minutes. Females are such a pervert’s (secret) apparently if you knit, your “boring”! Once at Centrelink at Parramatta I was kept waiting 5 hours - really, nooo hard feelings at all. If only I had a photo of that bimbo receptionist/serve counter girl. The receptionists at the Barbara Street medical Centre and the Rural health Centre in Gunnedah, not only are pervy bitches, but take advantage of being able to perve on single women waiting, by stealing from their open bag at the counter (dogs working in packs), and also trying to be antagonistic, by being difficult about making appointments, and simply trying to infuriate single ladies {I'm fairly certain they wouldn't try these antics with any man. In fact, one thing I've noticed amongst most young women, is that they are completely different if there is a man around. I mean COMPLETELY DIFFERENT. They are pretty much schizophrenic. Like ‘sweet talking, polite, respectful, around men, but then stupid bloody bitches around women when there are no men looking. It still happens today even over the phone with council staff. This is a real thing. A real dysfunction that other women suffer from. Anyway, that is a different story. But the receptionist at Gunnedah, I need to also mention, if you get angry with them and about their stupid antics about NOT making appointments, then they will accuse you of having mental health problems, and furthermore they will use their power and influence, working in the health industry, to try and get you institutionalised; just because you raised your voice at them. THEY ARE DISGUSTING CREATURES. All doctors receptionist, as far as I'm concerned, need a bullet to the ear. Did you hear that stupid blonde – not going to be changing my mind ever you little twit. I’ve started to take photos of them when I enter a building now, same across all receptionists, in all areas - it works, they do not want other people to know they are merely little pervy bitches. Also writing this blog has helped tremendously, as most “good” people, have no idea what those evil women are like. Clueless, until now, till I spilt the beans. I know I shouldn't really get so worked up about stupid blondes, {as some guy pointed out to me!} And especially as nature has a way of taking care of such evilness - I know that they will get their come-uppance. But still sometimes they follow me after I leave, often harass me from my neighbours, they did this at Gunnedah, and Gin Gin, and here someone has built a bungalow next door when I moved in – they harass me from the neighbours. A common thing for dogs to do. They also watch me and my house, and steal from me, from my house, and from my locked car. Essential oils are their no 1 favourite item to steal – they take 1, use it for a month or so, then return it, and take another, and do the same. Recently when this happened at a shop I went into at Sarina, I discovered if I go straight from there to a police station, the harassers take off! - I did not even have to go inside the station!! (it happen to be closed). So, knitting has helped me somewhat – but if I forget my knitting at the Dr’s – well its bimbo dog reflection hell for me!! I should add, in Gunnedah, I used to knit a lot. A LOT. This was back when my arms worked properly, and I could knit at 50 miles an hour. I would come in after working hard in the garden all morning, then sit all evening knitting and resting. I have done heaps of garments, accessories, crafty things, all manner of techniques. Actually, not to toot my own horn, but I am a bloody good knitter, and have come up with some good stitch patterns, and aswell as special techniques. Plus ofcourse – knitting jumpers was a must, to keep me warm at Rangari in the winter. Actually, I love beautiful yarns, I love looking at beautiful things, and I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect , and everyone wants respects. My mother taught me to knit in my final year of school; I created a wonderful technicoloured coat from neck to ankle. I went on to complete a diploma in Fashion. I worked 10 years in the fashion industry. I ‘rediscovered’ knitting a few years ago after I got a virus at the nursing home, and I have taken much interest in learning and researching various knitting techniques and garment construction. I have many designs and hope to do more in the future. I have made a decision to keep fibres natural, and I find myself on a textile journey, growing and producing my own fibres, and discovering natural dyes. I have taught Knitting, a course at the Gunnedah Community College. So, this is how this story relates to My Teaching Experience re Knitting; I recall back to the time when I taught a class of knitting at the Gunnedah Community College. At this particular time in my life, I was fully in to knitting, I had spent quite a few years knitting, I had researched many techniques and tried many techniques. I was actually very savvy knitting and knew a lot of tricks. So, I got this classroom, full of ladies, I was determined to teach them all these wonderful skills that I had learnt. However, I think I may have been the only one in the room that took knitting really quiet so seriously!  I soon discovered mainly everybody else was there was there for social reasons. Nevertheless, I think I passed on a few tips and tricks, with the most important being the “Long Tail Cast On” as far as I was concerned this was the basics of basics that one needed to know if one knits, (no one in the Gunnedah class had ever heard of it), in fact, most of them were only familiar with the knit stitch, and did not even know what a purl was (!) – and considering knitting only consists of 2 stitches, the knit, and the purl, (that’s all there is to it - everything else is just a combination of how those 2 stitches are put together), it was a little sad for me, that they did not share my enthusiasm for knitting – one woman couldn’t understand at all why on earth she would need to know how to purl! Also, I had to mention phones, I tried to ‘ban’ mobile phones in class, I knew they would be a problem for me, as I know how much reflective ‘dogs on phones’ were a problem for me, even back then too. But pretty much no-one, paid attention to my little course outline notes, and indeed, they can be really annoying when they go off in class, and someone just starts talking on her phone, when you’re in the middle of teaching. I did not feel I could pull out my bull whip and give her a good lashing. Phone takers are rude and disrespectful. If I was a high school or primary school teacher, I would definitely make it a rule that there were no phones. And if I caught anyone on the phone in class, I would confiscate the phone, and not just for the remainder of the class, but for the remainder of the term. In fact, if I had a child, I definitely wouldn’t be giving them a phone at all, while they’re in school. They do not need a phone. Maybe on their 18th birthday I would consider it. Although now in a family home, they don’t even have a landline connected, so it might be a little shadier, as in, not a black and white situation. No hard and fast rules. But generally, I say no to phones. It’s definitely a way that the kids / adults are distracted, and form together, to gang up on their ‘victim’, whether it be the teacher or other students. It is a bully tool. I mean, it’s not like I said anything to any of the rebellious women who were speaking on the phone in my class, I just ignored them, but that rebellious factor would have been why they had them in class, as I said NO PHONES IN CLASS, in the course pamphlet. (rebellion - dare I say it – STUPID). On the last day, I decided to take some cinnamon buns in for the class, and when I got there, only 1 person had turned up for the last day. mmm! Also, one of them stole all my unorganized Class Knitting Notes. Such is women. Above photo shows: my first 3 jumpers I knit, with my sister Penny modelling the left one. I used to have all my patterns on Ravelry, (for just over 10yrs ) and I would sell them for $2.50 – I sold heaps (with the condition that if you had no kids, then you could get any of my patterns for free!!). But since someone at Ravelry is friends with the girls who are stealing from me (the bimbo receptionists – the whole dog network.) I won’t mention any names, (CASEY FORBES); she removed my whole profile page, including my profile picture, aswell as my newest pattern!! I told her that my profile page was a MY profile, and not their profile – but she did not care (They are total non-thinking bimbo Nazis. So, I had all the problems I was facing as a single lady on my profile page. They did not like that at all – actually I suspect the “thieving bully from Gunnedah” complained to them about my profile, so they deleted it, non-thinking form. You know the problem cannot be fixed if you’re not aware of it sillies, and ha, as it was up there for 10yrs before you nazied it! Message for them: Stand up to manipulative sweet-talking bullies, and have some bloody guts admin. This is life – not a classroom, you silly women. Those women that run that website, discriminate against other women who are not married. Yet another person/business, that could be sued for discrimination.) Actually, I think those women that run that website secretly think they are rich, and superior – a better class, therefore they don’t have to worry about any of the world’s problems, that’s for other people to do something about, all they have to do is stay ‘positive’ all the time, and get rid of anyone who suggests all is not good – (like what stupid bimbos do). Facebook admin is exactly the same. Also, I believe guilty NEGS girls were responsible for that (there is a lot of puppetry that goes on in life). So, I did have all my patterns listed here for free, but I found after 5 yrs, no one requested any, plus I think the nature of dog perverts – well, they just steal any they want, as they can see. So, I removed them. Here is a screen shot of some of my patterns, a little pixalated Life Stories P19 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, LSP19 (this), LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,